[FMM] Wife Tries BDSM, LOVES IT and Goes Wild!

My wife and I have been married for 12 years. We enjoy a nice vanilla sex life; a little wild a lotta mild. My wife, now 43, looks just like Catherine Zeta Jones (from Zorro); super classy, beautiful, and very conservative looking.

I had been trying for years to get her to tell me any sexual fantasy or secret desire she had, but she always claimed, everything was perfect and she was completely satisfied. Then finally something came out two years ago. I really pressed her to tell me one thing that she has always wanted to do, everything is fair game. And shockingly, she came out with it, “I want to serve a BDSM master!” In all the time we had been together this is the first this she’s ever asked and you know I was making it happen!

Submissive Adventures: Part 2: Denial [F][sub][denial][tease][vibe]

I am a horny slut who lives to cum. Nothing feels better to me than a great orgasm after a long day. My toys have not been enough for my greedy cunt lately(see part 1) and I decided to order a few toys. Dildo vibrator and remote control bullet, plus a few other little goodies. when Sir suggested the idea of doing some denial, i was hesitant. Would I make it? Would I enjoy it? Would it make me more or less sexual? We negotiated over the next few days and agreed I would cum as much as I wanted over the weekend but once Monday started my cunt was off limits. It would stay off limits unless instructed to tease by Sir and no matter how badly I wanted it, I wasn’t allowed to cum until my new toys arrived.

My first task would be to say the following to myself on the mirror every morning and evening : I am a horny puppy slut. My body and mind belong to Sir. My purpose is to give Sir pleasure in any way he sees fit. Thank you Sir for not letting me cum.

Monday

[M]oonlight Cruise [F] [long]

We enjoy a bottle of wine and watch the full moon against a starlit sky on the balcony of our starboard cabin. You shiver from the cool breeze off the ocean so I wrap my arms around you, standing behind you to warm you with my body. I can’t help but be intoxicated with the scent with your long, flowing hair brushing against me. I plant a gentle kiss on your neck. Then another. And another. Slowly my lips work their way up the contour of your neck, higher and higher until I reach your ear. “The night is beautiful, the moon is breathtaking, but they are nothing compared to you.” I gently whisper in your ear.

You turn around to meet my eyes with a smirk on your lips. I return a devilish grin before catching you in a deep, passionate kiss. My arms pull you tight against me, our lips locked against each other. You gently slip your tongue into my mouth, my own tongue greeting you with delight. We exchange a moan between us, my hands sliding down your tight skirt to grasp onto your beautiful ass. As I dig in my grip, you slip your hand down between us, grazing against my already hard cock through my pants. I release my lips from yours. “Naughty girl.” I tell you before I bite into your neck and cause you to gasp with pleasure.

Liebe Kitty

Afternoon at the large conference table, dipping silent words in our Chinese teas and savoring the calm of the lab, soothed by a faint typing sound on a distant keyboard. A mere hour ago I was teasing her in front of an oblivious crowd at the tea party, reminding her about the large puddle she’d left on the very same table after I fucked her on it the night before at midnight. I gave her a quizzical look and inquired:

<<Don’t you think this table still looks kinda wet?>>

Someone heard and diligently inspected it, much to her embarrassment. Delighted, I welcomed the realization that a big part of my enjoyment in possessing her in our lab was not in the risk of being caught, but rather in the anticipation of seeing her blush in front of our unaware colleagues the next day.

My mom’s affair with another man [MF]

Hello guys. This is Aditya. I am about to narrate stories of my mommy’s relationship with my best friend’s dad. Me and Tariq were in final year of engineering and he often used to live with me and my mom. My mom treated him as a son and we all were in good bond. I lived in a flat having a room and a hall along with balcony, kitchen and washroom. Me and Tariq often slept in hall and mommy used to sleep inside the room.

My mom was in her mid 40’s and was a very beautiful north Indian lady. As we lived in Bangalore, she looked odd with her fair skin. She used to wear old ethnic and western outfit. At home she used to wear tops with shorts and sleep in nighties. Since she was a bit shy minded, she always liked talking to us only in hall and not in room. She used to keep privacy with herself. I knew Tariq called her aunty but had cozy feelings for her from inside. Once, he told me that my mom is much hotter and younger than her’s. We even used to watch mature porn. I knew he had fantasies for her.

Milk Maids’ Coffee Bar and Restaurant (Part one) [FPOV]

My tits feel heavy and the nipples keep alternating between hard and soft as they feel the counter rub against them. I need feeding time, and now. I hear people ordering from my station, pressing espresso into the gasket and pouring the pumped milk stored in the fridge from the day before. I am not sure how good the breast milk lattes actually are, they’re too expensive to try and I’m not one for breaking the rules and trying one behind the boss’s back, but people rave about them. No, I think to myself as another small latte is ordered. Buy the fresh stuff. Let me get off. Let my back stop hurting.

And the more of yesterday’s supply they buy, the more we have to milk tonight. It’s not nearly as fun, but the way my nipples ache and swell from the pumping machine gets me off in a different way. The wind blows against my used up nipples from the opening front door, and hurts me, and also makes me feel so wet again. You could milk my pussy at this point, if it didn’t all pool and dry in my underwear.

My twin brother and I, and a hot fitness girl [MMF]

Hi! We are Oliver and Alex (writing), and we are two college students, and identical twins. We are identical in every way, and we are wired the same way, so we both enjoy the same kind of activities (sexual and otherwise). We have been writing about some recent experiences in /r/gaystoriesgonewild (which you can find [starting with the first part here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/9ftf6z/my_twin_brother_and_i_had_our_first_encounter/)…), but be warned that Oliver and I have been experimenting with each other. In the course of our stories, we mentioned a [threesome with a girl](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/9graez/my_twin_brother_and_i_and_other_people/), and people were interested in hearing more details, but that’s mostly straight sex, so we decided to write it here in this sub instead. So here we go.

Camping Trip [MF]

“Hey, hand me a marshmallow please,” he asked, topping the graham cracker with a chocolate square.

I put my hand in the bag and pulled out a sticky, white, fluffy marshmallow. I stuck it to the end of his poker and watched as he held it above the roaring fire. It was a beautiful night. The stars and moon were bright against the dark cloudless sky. We sat side-by-side looking up at the stars and listening to the fire crackle.

Camping was a favorite activity of mine, even before he asked me to go on the trip with him. When the words spilled from his full lips, asking if I wanted to tag-a-long, I got excited.

I started making my own s’mores, but watched his movements out of the corner of my eye. Everytime he flexed his arms to tend the fire, leaned over to grab a beer from the cooler; I wanted to grab him and kiss him.

On our hike earlier that morning, he stayed next to me the entire time. I didn’t admit it to myself then, but I got little tingles from him standing so close. I smelled the fresh scent of his soap with a tiny hint of his own natural woodsy scent underneath. I shouldn’t have gotten turned on by that, but I did. Even though I knew I slowed him down, he never lost patience.

The one where I fucked my brother’s best friend [MF] [cheating]

*Another one of my cheating stories from the past. This one was the last time I cheated, not just on this particular ex, but ever. If you have not read my previous stories, the important thing to know is I was in a bad relationship with someone who was controlling, manipulative, degrading, and abusive (mainly mentally and emotionally, but some physical aspects showed through here and there -pushing, throwing things, slammed me into a wall and raised a fist up but didn’t it).*

**Backstory:**

[MF] Cock still sticky

Got home from the gym this morning and hopped in the shower. Had a semi from a good workout and just generally feeling horny. Instead of a crank session in the shower, I was hoping my wife would be up for something.

With the kids still sleeping, she was still in bed. I pulled the blanket aside to see her beautiful ass eating a thong. I dropped my towel and started rubbing my cock between her ass cheeks. I became hard and then super hard as she started wiggling her ass.

She lifted her hips off the bed allowing me to pull her panties and spread her legs as I climbed on top of her. She was still on her stomach, and I don’t think her eyes opened yet. I reached between her legs to feel it warm and starting to get wet.

I needed to get ready soon, so needed to start fucking now. I grabbed the lube from the night stand and poured it down her ass crack. The extra lube let me push into her tight pussy. Finally a moan escaped her lips as I went hilt deep. Some light and slow thrusting started to loosen her up.