My name is Bill 38 y/o and I am married to Mary 37 y/o and we have a nice normal life with our teenage daughter Melissa, Missy for short. It was going to be an awesome night, Missy was staying with a friend and Mary suggested getting drunk and naked like we did before we had Missy. It had been a while since we had a night of just plain hard sex. Missy left shortly before 5 and the wife and I started drinking beer and shots of spiced rum while we made a light dinner. By the time dinner was over we had both caught a nice buzz and decided to go out back and burn one, even though Mary seldom smokes. I know it is going to be a fuck fest now. She sat on my lap while we smoked and when we were finished she stayed there while I unbuttoned her blouse and started play with tits while she melted into me. As I started undoing her shorts she suggested we go inside and get more comfortable. For me this was a pair of lose basketball shorts, for Mary it was one of my button down shirts and that’s it.
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[M]e, My Girl[F]riend, and our roo[M]ate. Part 1
Hey all!
Some fun things have been happening in my life lately so I wanted to make this account to share.
A little backstory before we jump into it: I met my girlfriend last year over tinder, we had known each other vaguely through mutual acquaintances, but I hadn’t spoken much to her or anything. We’ll call her Clare
So anyway I met her and we hooked up and had fun so we agreed to do it again sometime, and while I was over her place I found out that the person who owned the house was an old coworker and friend of mine who I hadn’t talked to in awhile. Lets go with Tim for his name.
It was fun going over her place and hang out with Tim and hook up with Clare and generally a good time and whatnot.
So after a couple times of visiting her place Tim tells me that their other roommate, (who I didn’t know super well, she wasn’t there very often) was moving out and the room was available. I was pretty worried about moving in to the same house with with Clare since we hadn’t been hanging out for that long but I was also in desperate need of housing since my sublet was about to expire and the price was too good to pass up.
The Camping Trip 2 of 3 MF/Voyeur
(Thank you all for the wonderful comments and upvotes. Hope you enjoy part 2)
Part 2
It was shortly after 6 when Jim and his friend arrived at our camp. Jeni had dressed similarly to me, but only wore a bikini top over her very tight shorts. When Jim and his friend stepped out of the forestry truck, I saw a look of pure lust cross their faces as they saw us.
Jim eyed Jeni like a fox looks at a chicken and his friend did not try to hide his staring at me.
We introduced ourselves. “Hi, I’m Dave”, he said looking directly into my eyes. I thought I saw myself reflected in the shining pools of ocean blue eyes that looked at me. “I’m Sheri”, I said, noticing that he was holding my hand a little longer that was required for a handshake. He continued to look deeply into my eyes for a few moments and then released my hand.
“You have the most beautiful brown eyes that I have ever seen”, he said. “They almost look gold in the sun, amazing!” “Thank you”, I said, turning away so he could not see I was blushing like a teenager.
Visiting Anna – 06 Anna wanted a video (MFF)
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“I want some of this too.” She whispered, tapping her finger against my cock. “Plus, I’ve always wanted to film myself having sex!”
Anna and I grabbed our glass of wine, and walked over to her bedroom. Lana was sitting on the left side of the bed, already sipping on her glass. She looked at us, smiled, and patted a spot on the bed next to her.
“Come, sit.” She said in a very relaxed voice. She leaned back against the headboard, and had one leg over the other on the bed. “I wanted to ask you something Anna.”
“Sure.” Anna replied, waving me to sit in the middle. I hop in bed, and shuffle to sit right beside Lana. Anna sits next to me, sandwiching me between the two of them. It was a tight fit, but we all had enough room.
“Mind if I spend the night? I don’t feel like putting on clothes anymore.” Lana asked as we got comfy. I looked to Anna and placed my hand on her leg.
Construction Season
“This construction is getting really fucking old” my wife yells out loud as she packs her lunch for the day.
“Yeah it is” agreeing with her in a neutral tone. “We knew this would be coming when we bought the house.”
“I know but the traffic and noise is getting ridiculous.” She says with a sigh. “It’s like they’re building 15 houses at a time.”
“At least you have an office to go to, I have to work from home everyday.”
“That is true. I’m sorry you have to deal with this honey.” She says leaning over towards me kissing my forehead.
My wife and I bought our bi level house six months ago. It’s in a newish development that has three stages of construction. A few weeks ago they started the third phase of construction, building new residences directly behind our house and up the hill. The construction traffic has increased significantly, The noise sometimes is deafening and bothersome as I work from home.
I walk my wife to the door, kiss her gently goodbye, and watch her leave.
We [MF] were a bit out of control at the nudist beach.
Hello all, it’s been a while. Lockdown and shit. Not had much fun. But here’s my latest adventure.
A quick note of warning: This will probably be long by most standards, with a lot of random detail, as I tend to do, and rattled out quickly with no regards for spelling or grammer.
Another quick warning: This story will include the consumption of illegal substances, breaking of lockdown, extremely disrespectful treatment of nudist etiquette and shocking acts of public indecency.
Now without giving away our location let me say, we live in a frigid place, the kind of place where winters are long and actual summers happen about once every two years, if you’re lucky. We spend most of our days complaining about the weather and plotting our escape to warmer climes. But when the sun does come out and temperatures rise, man, you just enter this state of ecstatic fucking bliss and you walk around with a stupid smile on your face and all you want to do is drink fruity ciders and smoke cigarettes. And fuck, obviously.
Parting Gift [mf][innocent]
My name is Marc, and this is a story that happened more than 20 years ago, when I was 18. After years of having this in my head, I decided to write it down in this journal to immortalize it. I don’t think anyone will ever read it other than me, but if you are reading, and you’re not me, then I hope you enjoy.
Rebecca and I became an item over time, and very few knew about us. Our close friends and my parents were starting to realize something was up, so I thought it was better to just tell them. Why it is so secretive, I’ll tell you later. Rebecca had long, curly dark brown hair that fell just past her shoulders. She has smooth brown eyes that I just can’t help but stare at. She is on the smaller side, maybe 5’4” and thin. Her hips show some shape to them and so does her chest, but they only tease what is to come. Also, she is very conservative. That, you can blame on her parents.
[M]y moving gift [F]rom Michelle
Apologies, this post got removed because I added a few video links to porn hub, now removed, hope you enjoy……
So this is a continuation of the me and Michelle period of my life. Following on from my first Michelle Story : [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gqtlrf/my_eventful_business_road_trip_meeting_with_a/)
A few of you have asked privately what she looked like, the only person I can think of is Victoria Roberts, who I must say, I got off too a lot many years ago : there’s some videos floating around on porn hub.
Michelle was maybe a little bit bigger than her, but facial features and pretty much everything else was damn near identical.
Back to the story at hand.
Michelle and I had grow pretty close over the next few weeks, and we get to point where we have the odd date here and there. We go through each others life stories and We fuck almost every night, and if we’re in my apartment, she’d leave to “go home”. We’re sure the office knows by now, but we keep it as professional as possible despite some slutty pictures here and there from the toilets.
Powers of Persuasion [FF] [submission][fantasy elements]
“Just like that,” said Jaime, grabbing the back of Mary’s head and pressing it into her pussy. The tension was building in her body, her leg muscles starting to twitch.
Mary, quite without a choice in the matter, continued licking and sucking Jaime’s clit, occasionally dipping down to savor the taste of her pussy. She kept the rhythm even, the pressure, everything. When Jaime said ‘just like that,’ she got it *just* like that.
“I’m so close…don’t stop,” said Jaime, the tension between her legs coming to a peak. God, she needed this. She knew that she could do this any day of the week, with anyone she wanted. Right now, she had complete control over Mary, this redheaded little vixen who was darting the flat of her tongue across her clit until —
With that, Jaime felt the tension ease as her juices flooded into Mary’s mouth, who lapped it up eagerly while Jaime rode through the waves of her orgasm.
Once she had finally come down from the high, her attention was drawn to her pussy again, where Mary continued her clitoral assault.
“Stop,” said Jaime firmly.
Instantly, Mary complied. “Yes, Mistress.”
The Door
You sit outside the store and wonder if this time will be different. Sure you were here often, hell the employees practically know you by name. A regular customer for all things kinky. You’ve never been shy walking through the door looking for that new toy, or plug, or nipple clamps. In fact you take pride in your collection and constant new additions. But you’d always been curious about the doors in the back. The doors you had curiously watched men quickly and quietly walk in and out of, never making eye contact with anyone on their way. You knew what happened behind those doors yet the mystery was the reason you’re here today.
As you open the car and your feet touch the parking lot you have a sudden twinge of self consciousness. Should I really have worn this?! Do I look ridiculous in this totally cliche outfit? You wonder as you nearly climb back in the safety of the car seat. But something changes when you hear the concrete under your heels. Something about the sound emboldens you as you close the door and make your way inside.