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[FM] Cheating on My Husband with my Sons Nerdy Friend

So for a bit of clarification I’ve been married about 16 years after a shotgun wedding/pregnancy that led to a few years of a lukewarm marriage followed by 6 years of me generally fucking anything that will give me attention due to a cold sexlife. In all honesty, I get off on the secrecy of the affairs and how kinky they can be!.

I’m about 5’7, British and have long black hair that I keep in straight bangs. I’d say my figure is busty and curvy but definitely not the podgy kind. I’m proud of my 36E tits and the ass that I’ve gained from years of squatting and running, it especially turns me on to know that guys are staring at my body. I love makeup and never leave the house with a plain face, but even with all my efforts my husband still wont fuck me the way I want him to.

[MF] – PART 2 *** my wife – something turned on for her this morning. [sex shop] [firsts] [public vibrator] [anal] [young married]

Part 1 – https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/adudvg/mf_my_wife_something_turned_on_for_her_this/

So in my first post ever I talked about my amazing wife and our incredible sex we have!

But something turned on a few weeks back and things haven’t been the same since.

So to refresh we had just finished having some of the hottest sex and watched her cum really hard with my finger in her ass. This was a new experience for us and we both were really into what just happened.

We get dressed and leave for work. We can’t stop grinning at each other and just knowing how much we want to just turn around and call in sick but we had a film shoot planed and needed to make it.

When our shoot was over we were heading home when my wife suggested we stop at the sex store and see if there is any thing fun. We like checking these places out and getting news toys and having fun but this trip seemed different. My wife was on a mission. She headed straight for the butt plug area and started looking at all the different ones. This was hott. She grabs this little purple one with a jewel on the end and says “I want this” Read more »

Not a Standard Lost Virginity Saga [FM]

Last week, I lost my virginity at 30 with a 20 year old guy. You can find that post in my history, including all the good bits and not-so-good bits. Well, he just left after another four days at my house and what started as an experiment has turned into perfecting what we couldn’t seem to get right the first time.

On his way over, I gave him two options for when he entered the house. I could be on my knees waiting for his cock, or I could be on my back on my bed, playing with myself and waiting for him to join me. He chose the first, and I had on my short satin and lace black robe from our first time together, plus a matching galaxy bra and panty set. He hadn’t taken off a bra before and I made it -too- easy on him the last time, so now he got to enjoy the full undressing, working on his bra skills.

Wifey’s Busiest Weekend [MF] [MF] [MF]

Quick story about the first time we had sex. When we met, we’d initially just started out as friends, first exchanging a few emails and texts then meeting for coffee at the shop a block away from my place to talk on Sunday mornings when we were both free. We’d flirt a little and had had a couple of lunches but nothing that seemed like it was going to lead anywhere, just general chat about life and career, she felt that oral and intercourse should be for monogamous relationships. I wasn’t down with that, so we were “just friends”.

Background is that she had divorced an idiot she married young and was trying to figure out how to enjoy life after a traditional and conservative upbringing in a Catholic schoolgirl uniform, but wasn’t really loving her options. She could see that I was having a good time being single she liked bouncing ideas about life off of me, but mostly she was stuck with two pseudo-boyfriends who were in a hurry to get married. One was a dull ex she’d had to give the “let’s see other people” talk but who was still trying to lock her down, who she’d mainly kept around for occasional sex. The other guy was aggressively interested but they weren’t really on “dates”, and she didn’t know what to think and kept it to making out and heavy petting. There were some real dates with others here and there, but having only had a few partners, she was against racking up numbers. Read more »

[MF] Local Soccer Mom Meetup {Cheating}

A majority of my cheating occurred when traveling for business, but there were times when I would break my own rule and find a “friend” close to home. It was fall and I hadn’t traveled for a while and was feeling the itch, so I opened an Ashley Madison account just to see if it would work locally. Don’t worry, I took precautions to hide my identity, as it was obvious that place would get exposed at some point!

I messaged a few profiles that actually looked real. A few days went by, no replies, so I followed up. I assumed they were all fake or were overwhelmed with messages. Luckily one woman did finally respond, Chrystal. She was married with kids, which is a plus since she had just as much to lose as I did, was close to my age, and was just looking for fun. Perfect! We exchanged kik accounts and chatted for a few days. After a week or so, I suggested we meet up to see if the physical attraction existed in real life.

Hidden Pleasures (final chapter) [FF][FM][mast][oral]

7.

The next morning Jennifer woke in her bed at the hotel. She slowly opened her eyes, shading them from the sun streaming through the windows. She yawned and stretched, snuggling into the blanket, still drowsy.

Jennifer suddenly sat straight up, wide awake, looking around the room. Confused at first, she started to remember the events of the previous evening. The dress, the masks. She remembered Eve and Ivy. And Will.

Her confusion grew when she couldn’t find the dress, or any of the rest of the outfit. How had she gotten back here? She now stood in the middle of the room, turning in slow circles trying to piece it together. Wandering into the bathroom, she splashed cold water on her face and slowly went over the whole night in her mind.

Okay, the tub she remembered. And the wine.

Back in the bedroom she spotted the hairbrush on the nightstand. She remembered that too, but there was no evidence that she had left this room and gone to any party. No dress, no shoes, no nothing. Had she dreamt the entire thing in a post orgasm sleep deprived state? Read more »

Punishment for an Ex [MF] [Rape]

It was the semester after she had dumped me. After only a couple of weeks of dating, she dumped her boyfriend for me, lead me on twice already, and gave me hope that we were going to be together. Then over the summer, she revealed that she had a new boyfriend and didn’t say a word to me about it.

I was angry. So angry.

I fell so hard for her and she treats me like some garbage that she can just toss and get another dick just like that? All of her relationships don’t last anyways so what’s the point in being angry.

Because fuck her that’s why.

I saw her several times that semester. With or without whatever number boytoy she was on now. She cut her hair short and it looked awful. Every time that I saw her stupid face I got so fucking angry that it was unbearable. I wanted to hurt her and I knew that for a fact. So throwing my morals to the wind I decided that I was going to make her pay. Maybe she could feel a fraction of what she did to me. Read more »

[MF – Str8 – fictional] Rambling on the clock

It’s Friday afternoon and days are getting noticeably longer. Can anyone blame a man for being – shall we say – distracted? The dear reader will cut me some slack if my mind is not exactly focused on the numbers scrolling up and down the screen. I mean, I am looking at them. But focusing? No.

She sits behind me. Most of the rest is the fictional ramblings of a man, but this – at least this detail – is true. It makes it harder to just casually glance. You need an excuse. Can’t just stare for no reason, right? Luckily enough, she stops often enough. She brings the hard problems. Those that nobody else can solve. Or maybe it’s just those that nobody else wants to solve. Being effective and kind can backfire. “Oh, hey, let’s let Exciting Owl deal with this gnarly thorn of bushes, shall we? He will smile and tell us what’s up.”

You stopped half an hour ago, in fact. You were talking about some customer complaining about some metrics. Not too big of a deal. Push a button here. Push a button there. Send an email, and… done. We’re back in the game. Customer happy. Read more »