First Titfuck (titfuck, implants, M/F, unfinished)

My husband always asks if he can “try something else”. I actually never knew what he meant, since I was raised Puritan. It was even difficult for me to get wet the first few times we had sex out of sheer guilt. I’ve grown past that, of course, and we have a pretty healthy sex life.

I’m pretty vanilla, I guess, when it comes to pleasing my husband. I’m not very good at blow-jobs or anything like that. I enjoy consensual sex in the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation, I guess I’m a freak like that.

But, it’s my 45th birthday. The kids have long moved out, our sex life is stagnant (at best), and I’m starting to feel that empty nest sex drive kick into high gear. As a surprise for him, and with nothing but hormones to blame, I decided to get breast implants for HIS birthday. I am an admirable C cup, but, after having a few kids, gravity has taken a toll.

[MF] Matched with a chubby barista, smoked, ate her ass, and fucked for an hour in front of a camera

My posts tend to be too long so I’m gonna keep this as short as possible. Last year around this time I was on Bumble and I matched with this big girl, she had bright purple hair and all of her pictures were in swimwear. I usually try to avoid bigger girls (nothing against them, as you’ll find out!) but I rolled with it because she was cute.

We talked for a bit, she said she was interested in a FWB so I was down. Talked a lot about stuff we were into and what we wanted to try. She had never had her ass eaten and I wanted to film a porno for the first time, so we decided to do both. I drove over to her apartment the next day.

She loaded a bowl for us and we smoked on her balcony, talking about random stuff like our work and past relationships. I had just gotten out of a nasty one way relationship with a narcissist, so I was hesitant to be committed to anyone, and she totally understood, so much so that she kissed me. I noticed right away that she tasted exactly like Starbucks coffee, which threw me off, but I thought it was funny.

This is my life now – Chapter 3 [STR8ish][F][FM][BodySwap]

NOTE: There’s no sex in this chapter. If that’s all you’re looking for check back at Chapter 4. First 2 chapters can be found in my post history (though a link in the comments may follow).

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This is my life now

CH 3 – Sexuality and Shopping

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It was now my third day in what used to be Jill’s body. I know three days isn’t much but I was starting to suspect this may be my body from now on. It was a little disconcerting but after checking it out in the mirror a few more times I felt like I could come to terms with it. I decided that today would be my last day alone. I would take this day to enjoy myself before trying to sort my life out tomorrow. After breakfast I knew I was going to go finger myself again. I really wanted to try putting something inside of me but I couldn’t find anything that looked quite right. I made a note to go get myself a toy once I was back out in to the world.

[ff] My early days getting to know my best friend as a girlfriend

I told someone I’d write some stories about my early days of sex and how I got to be what I’m like today. It’s hard to know what to write and how much to say about since there’s so much I could say, so if there are any gaps you want filled in, let me know and maybe I’ll write a little more on it.

When I was pretty young, there was one day where everything really kicked off. Until then, i had a few “boyfriends” that lasted for a couple of weeks at the most and pretty much went as far as a light kiss, or cuddling, or holding hands. So on this day, I was hanging out with my best friend Alexis at her place. We were in the basement living room watching Youtube videos or something while her brother and his friend Aaron were hanging out upstairs. We heard a door close and assumed they left the house, but a few minutes later Aaron came downstairs to see us. He was maybe 3 or 4 years older than us. He came over and sat down close to us, so we paused the video to see what he wanted.

Watching my ex girlfriend get fucked by her new boyfriend on her birthday [MF],[FF],[Group]

This is the story that is the most unbelievable of all my stories and the one I have thought about the most. There is a lot to unpackage here in terms of my state of mind and just emotions of the evening.

I’ll ruin the end a little by saying this was a one time thing and was the beginning of me seeing swinging and sexually open people in a different light.

This will end up being really long read. I recommend my other stories to kind of get a bit of back story.

[First time with Felicia](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ae87rn/fucking_an_18_year_old_wannabe_porn_star_mf/)

[First Group Sex](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/av0iwj/swapping_among_friends_mfmfmgroup_fivesome/)

There are a couple other with Felicia. I didn’t feel like linking them all.

Needless to say things had progressed a bit and we were an open couple.

Until I found out she was kind of open with everyone. She met a guy named Steve at a club all our friend went to. It was a bondage club and he was a dom in training (for lack of a better term).

I was not a fan. She obviously had a crush on him and I was not really feeling it.

Punch me [MF][violent][fictional]

*I often write stories about real events that I have experienced in my life. This time the story is fictional. It is however based on a fantasy that involves a real person, a new friend I made on Reddit* u/NoFace533 *. She served as my muse and my inspiration. I hope that she and you enjoy it.*

I hate traveling, I really do. I was born in a suburb of a big city and everything I needed was near by. I went to school nearby and I found a job nearby. I wasn’t until I got promoted at work and had to go to Dallas, Texas for training that I ever had to get on a plane for the first time. It’s not that I am scared of flying or anything like that. I just don’t like being in an unfamiliar place. I know my way from my apartment to my job and back. Every friday, I usually stop by the grocery store and do my shopping for the following week. I am a creature of routine I guess.

[M/s] Late night prowler.

I heard her again tonight. The sounds were unmistakable. The low buzzing like an electric toothbrush. The uncontrollable moaning, muffled by the thin walls, but clearly the sounds of self pleasure. Her soft cries building to a crescendo.

I strained to hear her. My thoughts running wild as I imagined what my mother was doing to herself. The picture was clear in my mind. She was laying in her bed in a loose night shirt, legs spread open with her panties pulled to the side. Her heavy breasts heaving with her panting and her hand feverishly working the vibrator over her clit.

My erection was begging for attention. I pulled myself free and began to stroke slowly to her sounds filling the night air. I was slow and methodical, trying to draw my pleasure out as long as I could. Her moans quickened and became louder. My dick leaked in anticipation.

But before I could fully get into my jerk session, it was all over. Silence. She must have came without me. I sat in the dark silently willing her to commence another round. Unfortunately there was no encore and my dick began to soften in my grip. An all too familiar ache in my balls developed. Another unsatisfying evening that I accepted with remorse and self pity. I rolled over and went to sleep.

The Bigamist Pt 2 [FF]

Julie
Seventeen months to serve. That’s what he got, seventeen months. Well, it could have been worse. Under Washington State law his marriage to Anna is voided, and I have already filed for divorce. Not sure how it goes in California, but my guess would be property settlement is going to not be favorable to Karl. Really, though, I didn’t care at this point. I was only interested in my affair with Anna. This woman, out of the blue, came into my life under the most incredible circumstances and turned it upside down. It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t pre-arranged, it just happened. And it was great. She had to go home after the trial, and was, I hope, waiting for me in LA.

A number of calls, a couple of emails, some text messages, and a few days later the kids and I were on the plane to LA. Mom and Dad saw us off and I was fearful, hopeful, scared, thrilled. What if she got home and realised that what happened was freakish, not to be repeated. Would she be meeting us at LAX? Or would she not turn up and say nothing? Fuck me! I am sounding like a fucking insecure teenager. Well, OK, that’s what I am right now. I’ve had a few days to cool down and now a three hour flight, five hours all up from home to LAX, and how long it will take for us to connect with Anna then get to her place – if she’s waiting for us at LAX.

[MF] June and July 2018, how it all ended. A paranoia about exhibitionism and voyeurism.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/az0qoe/february_and_march_2018_when_it_all_started_a/) [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/az79x4/april_and_may_2018_the_observer_is_observed_a/)

May, 2018

Not blue? Threesome? Am I being heard? Did she have her ear on her door as well? No, the stranger mentioned I was wrong about the color of her panties. How could he have listened to me?

I clean up myself with a towel, get dressed, go to the living room and light up a cigarrete and a joint in a desperate move to calm down. She leaves her room wrapped in her blanket, comes to the other couch and turns on the TV.

– Will you pass me the joint? I thought you went to bed…

– I was but couldn’t manage to sleep… I’m gonna try again… bye. I simply couldn’t get to sleep that night.

**JUNE**

As days passed by, I tried to forget that event, I just probably misheard those words afterall. Our evening program was still fun. Marijuana, TV shows, blankets, muffled moans, crossed legs masturbation, kitchen escapes and sometimes she went to her bedroom to have some extra privacy and freedom to make louder noises. That was good. One of these days after a rough session that was accompanied by a buzzing sound (had she bought a vibrator? that was news) she even left her room wrapped in a towel, made her way to the kitchen, grabbed a banana and went back to her room. Skype-style voices again. More than one voice this time.

[MF] Daddy for the Day (True Story) (Oral)

**Backstory**

I had a really hard time finding someone quality for Auckland. I posted a few ads, between RAOBJ, RAOMD, and FetLife.

Personal thing: if a guy sucks at texting and doesn’t seem super keen to be with me, instead they’re more like “meh gonna get a blowjob”, I turn them down. I was supposed to have two in one day today, but I turned down the morning one yesterday because he just didn’t seem excited, and I want someone as into me as I am into them.

**The Players**

Me: 5’5″, 95kg, big tits, brown hair, blue eyes, 24 years old

Daddy: a bit taller than me, late 20s/early 30s, dark skin and hair and eyes, south east Asian type.

**The Main Event**

So I meet up with Daddy at a coffee shop about a 10 minute walk from my place. We hug, exchange pleasantries, and head back to his. I get so nervous and shy at first meeting, that I’m all blushing and smiling. We get inside his place, and I have time to kick my shoes off before he’s on me, pushing me against a wall. We make out for a bit before Daddy tells me to get on my knees.