My cousin, Mara IV [MF] [Cousin]

Hey guys!! Sorry I took so long to post his new chapter of this amazing story. I had a lot of deadlines so didn’t have much time left to translate this chapter. I’m glad to see how there are some waiting to read more. Once again, the original version was posted [here](http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/3458157/Mi-prima-Mara-IV.html) by “Hiphop911″. Let me know if you want me to keep translating this story, I will have more spare time but it depends on how many are hooked to the story. Enjoy!! :)

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* What?

I said, with a shaky voice. That caught me off guard

* I mean, I don’t know! That might be too much, sorry!

Clearly regretting what she said. It probably came out of her mouth thanks to how hot the situation was at the moment. I did not know what to do or say. I was all turned on by listening to her, although I could not insist and end up looking like a hormonal teenager. One thing was clear, I did not want to just pretend nothing happened hehe.

* You’re gonna end up giving me a heart attack!

Quarantine Pool Day Leads to Unexpected Threesome with Wife and Sister-In-Law [MFF] (Part 1)

My wife Sarah (29) and I (29) have been together for almost a decade. We discussed threesomes when we were younger, but after a few years and eventual marriage I kinda assumed it wasn’t going to happen. That’s why, when what am I about to share happened, I was incredibly (but delightfully) surprised. (Names altered for privacy, and I’ll warn you this came out long enough to be broken up into multiple parts. I wanted to make sure to leave nothing out, for my own future recollection as well as everyone else’s enjoyment!)

The third subject of this story is our Sister-In-Law, Bella (22), married to my wife’s younger brother(who is kind of an asshole). They got married very young after having a baby, and now that the little one is a bit older and Bella can now legally drink, she has been catching up on all of the growing up one usually does in those formative years.

He fucked me raw part 2 [mf]

Part one [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gtxd7v/the_time_i_let_him_fuck_me_raw_fm/?st=KBBHGTL1&sh=4b84bee1)

After my night of raw passion with Matt, we both got tested and I went back on the pill. We were lucky but know better than to risk it again. The chemistry between us got stronger and stronger, I’ve never had a guy have such an effect over me. We could be driving and talking and he’d innocently touch my leg or brush my arm and my body would start to get all warm and tingly with anticipation. The next couple of months we spent in a bubble of hanging out, passionate sex and late night booty calls. It was great and I was falling fast.

Before I’d even realised how hard I was falling we smashed into rocky ground. A close relative of his past away and he started to withdraw and push me away. I gave him his space but was so head over heels that I did allow some questionable behaviour to fly. A story for a different subreddit I’m sure. I know there is a correlation with a turbulent relationship and amazing sex but wow, the more we tried to end things the stronger we seemed to gravitate back to each other. Although our communication was terrible when it came to feelings it was incredibly open sexually. We started trying knew things including my first facial on his birthday and a failed attempt at anal, that somehow lead us to discover that he loves his ass being played with, which leads us to today’s story.

Anniversary [F]lashing

It was our eight-year anniversary late 2019 and we decided to go out for dinner and drinks to the city. H looked incredible in a plunging bodysuit and a black miniskirt (see our previous story for a description of her body). The bodysuit was silver and when I say plunging, it literally plunged down to her waist. She wore a necklace that hung low in between both of her tits, drawing attention to how much on show they were. She wasn’t wearing a bra and about half of both boobs were out, not to mention her nipples were poking through the top. The miniskirt was worn high as to show off most of her legs. The skirt was already short but it was one that flared out, so it seemed even shorter given her big booty. It fell to maybe an inch below ass cheeks and depending on how she walked, her cheeks would peek out every so often.

We stopped off at a bar first and had a quick drink during happy hour. We didn’t get up to much mischief there, apart from giving the few people there a show of her skirt riding up and sticking her chest out as I snapped a few pictures of her with her wine.

Far Off Escape [MF] [exhibition] [oral] [first post] [LONG]

So, my recent fantasy goes like this… wrote this for a pen pal while bored at work…

Down on my luck and deciding to take a brief getaway from my day to day I book a trip to (insert exotic location we might actually both dig). Two or three days into my solo vacation I’ve seen the sights I want to see, taken photos, had a couple great meals and drinks. Even found a little time to put in some work, cause I’m just kidding myself thinking I can leave everything work related behind for too long. But now it’s the end of a long day and I just want to chill. The hotel has a great little lounge/bar with a surprising whisky selection. So there I sit. Alone at the end of the bar but no phone in front of me, no distractions, just a cool and dim lit bar, a classy bar napkin with a crease or two in it from my rocks glass. The aged Japanese whisky swirls a little as I rock my hand back and forth and admire the liquid legs holding on to the glass walls as I’m lost in my thoughts.

The Mile High Club, Chapter 1 [NSFW]

Chapter 1: The Butterfly (Camila)

The first few years she was a flight attendant, she was timid and shy. She greeted people only when she had to, served them while asking the minimal questions and for the most part, kept to herself between flights. The other girls partied with the Captains often and even sometimes partied with just one another in their down time. Initially she didn’t know if she would fit in. And even though she didn’t work and travel with the same people all the time, she found that most of them were partiers, drinking and doing light drugs, having sex and sometimes multiple people having sex together. But as time went on, the toll of the job felt heavy on her shoulders. She was away from her home for long stretches, all of her friends rarely saw her and when she was off of work, they often already had plans without her. She couldn’t meet a man because she never saw anyone long enough to make a connection. She hadn’t had sex in ages and she found herself being exhausted of her current life, sexually frustrated and ready for a change.

[MM] I [23M usually straight] got picked up while dressed as a girl.

Now to preface, I understand that there is only so straight you can be while openly dressing as a girl. I probably wouldnt have gotten as far as I did with it if it wasnt for a driend of my family having a daughter that was a year younger than me and felt very much like a little sister. When I confided in her about my desire to dress like a girl, she got super excited and invited me for a makeover right away! Ever since then she continually pushed me out of my shell and eventually into shopping malls and bars. I’ve had quite a few guys tell me I’m very pretty, generally I always tried to pick up girls when dressed up, to a surprising amount of success. This one time though, I was at a bar wearing my usual red wig, blue dress, and black heels when a confident man in his mid 30s came up and ordered me a cosmo. I was already a little tipsy and there was something about this man that I found rather interesting. He had a birthmark in his hair, a smashed fingernail that he said he got in his carpentry job, and it felt like no matter what we talked about, he always had something interesting to say while always keeping me engaged in the conversation. I don’t know if it was the mood, the booze, or my own repressed sexuality but I was really starting to have a crush on this guy! When I told him I was crossdressed, he leaned over, kissed my forehead and told me I was beautiful. He had me hook, line and sinker at that point. He finally invited me back to his place which I quickly accepted! I found my friend dancing and when I told her where I was going, she grinned from ear to ear and told me to have a good time.
The lyft to his apartment was mercifully short and as soon as we closed the door to his apartment he immediately started making out with me. It was nice feeling a man take the lead and I felt very comfortable submitting to him. We eventually made our way to his bedroom, which was a bit of a mess and kinda smelled like his cat but it wasn’t that bad. I laid on my back as he undressed down to his undershirt and boxershorts. At this point he asked me how far I wanted go. I paused for a second before uttering that I consented to him taking my virginity. He smiled, ran his hands up my legs, under my dress, and pulled my panties off. He then knelt between my legs and put on a condom. He pushed my knees to my chest as he slowly started to enter me. To be honest, until he was fully inside me, it really hurt! I was not used to anything that big. Once he made it all the way in, he told me I was being a good girl and then started to pump in and out of me. It still hurt but the fullness mixed with the friction inside me started to cause me to moan as we built up a rhythm. Eventually he came, pulled out and went to the bathroom to clean up leaving me in shock at what I had just done. He came back and we cuddled before falling asleep together. Sadly I never heard from him again. Overall the whole experience left a real bittersweet taste in my mouth. I’m proud I did something so far out of my comfort zone but I doubt the stars would align for me to do it again.

I cheated on my Boyfriend with a Carpenter. (Full story of a One Night Stand)

My recent ex was a sweet guy. A rare gentle guy that I was fortunate to be in my life.

However.

He was a virgin when we got together. Now, after my experience with Jerry, the 45 year old man (see my Mistress story to know more) … this ex was weak in bed. Our nights together were short, and just not satisfying. I was longing for that hard rough sex that I had with Jerry.

Last year, I went away to another country during my relationship with my now ex. Midway through our relationship, I was getting more and more horny. But my ex was just not giving it to me. So… to satisfy my hunger, I went on Wild App and found the guy to do just that.

Now, I don’t remember this guys name. He used a pseudo name, and frankly, that doesn’t matter. So let’s call him Alex. I met up with him at a Startbucks near his place. He chose that for his security, and I found that cute. He coincidentally reminded me of Jerry haha. Looking back and trying to describe him, they’re quite similar. Tall, slim but with muscle, short to almost no hair, smooth tan skin, and in their 40’s.

Lemonade [MMF] [married] [bisexual]

“You know that guy who jogs past our place almost everyday?” Jenna asked.

“Him?” Hank replied, “Seems a bit risky.” Jenna and Hank were sitting on the porch, soaking in the sun-dappled view of their suburban street. They had moved to ‘the burbs’ from downtown about two years ago. The aim was to settle in.

Jenna pulled her strawberry blonde curls into a ponytail. She had a set of freckles running over her cheeks and the bridge of her long nose. Her pink t-shirt pulled tight over the swell of her breasts. She rarely wore a bra. Her large nipples tented the thin shirt in a way that made Hank excited. After all these years of marriage, Jenna’s tits still drove him crazy. “I don’t think it’s risky. All he’ll say is no.”

Hank sipped at a sweaty glass of iced tea and peered across the street at the manicured lawns. Hank had aged like a fine wine. He had a naturally muscular build despite zero exercise and a diet that consisted of smoothies, beer and peanuts. He had a full head of hair that was a chestnut brown with puffs of distinguished grey at the temples. “This isn’t the city. People aren’t as open minded and they all talk.”

My ideal bi MMF some day in Dublin or London (Fiction) [Bi][MMF]

Hi there, many thanks for reading!

I’ve been on the scene for a number of years and enjoy meeting interesting and adventurous straight, bicurious and bisexual couples and women who are non-pushy and looking to enjoy fun and sensuous adventures. I live in both London and Dublin.

I try to meet couples and women who are easy-going and enjoy how to have open minded sensual fun. I understand completely that each couple have their own boundaries and always respect them. I’m always happy to meet with people beforehand if they wish, in order to relax – and hopefully create a fun and shared common bond. Equally I am confident enough for those who just wish to dive right in.

Throughout my life my fantasies and desires have changed as I’ve gradually fulfilled them and have found myself with new ones – so feel free to ask me what they are right now.

I’m the kinkiest person alive and very open minded, have also done quite a lot (bi, mmf, dp, fetish, leather, latex, crossdress, strapons, s&m, cuckolding, dom/sub/switch, clubs.

I take an approach to life that everything should be tried at some stage – and tried more than once to ensure I got the right opinion! :)