I’m [f] a night club hostess and I fucked one of my customers [m]

TW: this story contains casual drug use. If you don’t like this don’t read.

So this is part two of me going home with one of my customers. You can read part one here. [here ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gw0hs0/i_f_am_a_nightclub_hostess_and_i_fucked_one_of_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)There is a picture of me on my profile. I am blonde and 5ft approx.

So I woke up the morning after our hotel encounter in my own house. I could not stop replying the night in my head over and over. It was the best sex I had in a long time.

I decided couldn’t pass up an opportunity to get fucked like that again so I texted Michael and asked if we could hook up again that night. He was working with a production/media company so depending on when the shoot finished he said I could join him.

It was a long, agonising day just waiting for my phone to ring so he could let me know when to come over. Eventually in the late evening he told me to come to the hotel and straight up to his room.

Allie’s adventure continues. Part 4 (Cheating) (Sneaking around) (Dirty talk) (Sex toys)

This is the continuing saga of the hotwife Allie. The wife of a Reddit friend of mine.

All people in this story, with exception of Allie are fictional. Any and all resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

I was passing through the boarding gate to enter the causeway onto the river cruise liner my wife Jackie and I was going on. It was a seven day, six night cruise through the upper east coast of the US. from Baltimore to Williamsburg and back again. With stops in Annapolis, St. Michaels, and many others. I was looking forward to it! It had been many years since Jackie had allowed herself to go anywhere since we went to one of those flashy all-inclusive resorts down in Mexico. I had offered Cuba, Turks, and Caicos but no, it had to be Mexico. Now I put my foot down and said we were seeing another part of the world. Jackie wasn’t happy but gave in. I liked River cruises because they were intimate, full of good food and great history. I chose The American Constitution and the Chesapeake Bay tour for those same reasons.

The Redding House Saga: An Unexpected Guest Part 3 [MF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/grusxx/i_facefucked_my_20year_old_tenant_after_she/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gs6ei1/i_facefucked_my_20year_old_tenant_after_she/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gsumxt/i_facefucked_my_20year_old_tenant_after_she/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gtb474/the_redding_house_saga_an_unexpected_guest_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gub9xt/the_redding_house_saga_an_unexpected_guest_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

Spring rolled into summer pretty quickly, and Maddy decided to stay in town for the summer to work on her Master’s degree in conjunction with her Bachelor’s degree… which I didn’t know was something a person could do. After the night that we had reconnected, our relationship certainly took on a new tone. We were still in that stage where we had sex every time we saw each other, but the frequency of 2:00 AM meetups declined, while the frequency of lunch dates increased.

With summer being the busiest time of year for me, and Maddy taking a full accelerated course load during the summer term, we still were able to remain pretty independent, so it didn’t feel as serious as it was probably getting.

September was here before we knew it – Maddy’s senior year. I can’t say that I wasn’t thinking about what things would look like in May, but I tried to not let it bog us down. The girls decided to not renew their lease, which made me feel a lot better about Maddy and me. They found another 4-bedroom house not to far from my rental, and while I was no longer responsible for the upkeep on the property they were now occupying, that didn’t stop them from calling me over from time to time to help out. Mostly hanging curtains, outdoor string lights, fix a leaky faucet here and there… stuff like that.

Motherly Love [Incest] [ms]

It was right after the funeral hit. My son and I were distraught from the loss of my husband, but I needed him then. I needed more than just his soul, but his body too. So, I invited him to stay at mine that night.

I poured him a glass of whiskey, and we sat and talked.

“Son.. you know that we’ll both miss your father very much, but there’s something that only he could do for me. And you’ll have to fill in for him.”

“Mum, what are you saying?”

“I want you to sleep with me.”

The words just fell out of my mouth, I could hardly understand what I was saying myself.

“…I’ll do it.”

He stood up and offered me his arm. I took it, and walked up to the bedroom.

He sat on the bed as I got ready in the on suite.

I changed in to a set of blush pink lingerie with white accents. I touched up my makeup with a coat of scarlet lipstick, and finished with a couple sprays of perfume. That’s when I heard a quiet knock at the door.

Unconventional Therapy [MF]

We all develop habits to cope and suffer through life. In middle school I starved myself to be pretty, like Annabeth, the prettiest and skinniest girl in school. In high school I cut myself. This was a subtle fuck you to my step mother Kristeena. She would see my cuts, but never have the balls to say anything. My upper thigh is still scared today. In college I was lucky enough to develop just a mild binge drinking problem and Adderall addiction. I coasted through class buzzed and sleep deprived. I wouldn’t have made it through med school without the Adderall.

I’m happy to say at 27, Ms. Angeline Harris is a Dr of Medicine. Daddy was so proud of me. The only good thing he did in life before he” suck started a shotgun” last fall was to pay for my tuition. I was his little princess growing up, he would tell everyone how smart, behaved and kind I was. What he wouldn’t say was how he liked to drink nightly, cheat on my mother weekly, and get very very touchy with my sister and I. But that’s a story for another time.

Carrying Their Baby [erotica] [mpreg]

**Carrying Their Baby**

*Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)*

*Commissioned by anonymous*

Jack and Sarah could have been said to be a normal couple, the sort of young couple in their mid-twenties that most would have aspired to be. They had the perfect life, the easy jobs, and, really, most about their life was nondescript. They took the holidays that everyone expected them to take (and even some of the more adventurous kind, backpacking through the jungle!) fit and with fair skin that tanned easily and made them softly recognisable even to those that may have only seen them at the usual family gatherings. With Jack’s dirty-blonde hair and her shining, blonde locks falling straight and true past her shoulders, they were the perfect pair and only growing closer to each other in marriage as their lives grew, intertwined as married life was apt to leave them.

And then everything changed.

[MF] My third experience with my flatmate’s gorgeous crush.

Read my previous posts for the context.

[MF] Fucking my flatmate’s super hot crush on our home from gonewildstories

Nothing happened between Lisa and I for a few weeks. We had seen each other a few times here and there but she seemed to act like nothing had ever happened. I even tried flirting with her but she completely blanked me. I wanted to fuck her again so bad but I was starting to lose hope. Maybe this was all part her of her plan. She got me obsessed with her just like every other guy. Hell, I was regularly jerking off to my memories of those times with her.

I next saw Lisa at a large college house party. I knew she was going to be there and was praying that I’d get just one more taste of her. I knew that if I wanted this to happen I had to play it cool and not come on to her.

[MMF] Meeting a Tinder date for a threesome. 27F.

There are certain Tinder matches who are obviously only there to get laid. They jump straight to asking you about sexual fantasies, they ask you immediately for nudes. I usually avoid these types or unmatch, but every now and then my libido gets the better of me or they are just so hot I let myself have a little fun.

This particular match, I’ll call him Eric, asked me right off the bat if I’d ever had a threesome. I admitted I had not, and said it was definitely on the bucket list but who knows if it will ever happen. He pushed further, asking if I’d rather have a MMF or MFF. I stated honestly that I’d always dreamt of a MMF but I doubted I was hot enough to make one happen – how was I gonna find two dudes who wanted to fuck me at the same time? He said it would really be easy, he could even provide the second guy. Obviously this seemed a little sketchy, but he offered to talk first, meet for drinks, if it wasn’t right they wouldn’t push it. We talked protection. I made a KIK account just to have a group thread with him and the other guy.

Teachers Pet [ffm]

I was walking to my classroom with tests that needed marking late after school when I met two of my worst students, Gabrielle and Jessica. They were idoling outside the classroom, and I had a gut feeling that they were there for a reason.

“Hello girls, excuse me for a second, I need to get in.”

I started fumbling with my keys, being careful not to drop the papers when Gabby’s voice piped up.

“Let me help you with that Sir.”

She grabbed my keys from my hand and unlocked the door, holding it open and then following me through, with Jess close behind.

“Sir, we were wondering if you could help us with something.” It was Jess’s deep, rich voice. Jess was gorgeous, with smooth, tan skin, deep, chocolate eyes, wavy, aurburn- almost maroon- hair and a curvy hourglass figure. She was matched by her best friend, Gabby, but was almost her complete opposite. She was skinny up and down, with straight, shoulder-length, bleach blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and white skin.

“Sure, what’s up?”

Part 3- Fucked my best friend’s widow and knocked her up (again)-Part 3 [mf]

*If you want to start from the beginning, of this crazy ass shitstorm- Parts 1 & 2 are posted
** if you want to get past the backstory and down to the good stuff, scroll to the *****

quickly I want to thank all that have reached out for the kind notes; I’m happy that you are enjoying….but as I said this is really cathartic for me, as it’s good for me to get this shit off my chest

anyway, here it goes…
Part 3—
Once Tia got back, we settled into a routine where we would text back and forth often, but due to our hectic work schedule, we weren’t able to find time to fly out and see each other. One night we were talking when she told me she had something she needed to discuss with me, and it wasn’t a text conversation…could I speak later. In the few minutes before I responded I thought of all of the possibilities of what she could want to discuss; my mind was spinning.