Creative housing solutions part 5

Emma tries to go about her day, eventually forgetting about her new invasive tail as she walk around the house, finding a new set of panties, this time a white cotton thong that easily accommodates her furry tail. She sits down at her desk, wiggling a few times to feel the warm plug in her virgin asshole. She does enjoy the feeling of fullness, moving past the feeling of panic that ensued when Tom first inserted it, feeling like she was about to have a very unfortunate accident right then and there. She smiles as she feels the plug expanding her tight rosebud.

Emma logs into her student account getting her book list and schedule, opening a new tab to Amazon to find her books. Emma sees that she has a positive balance in her amazon pay account, seeing $1000 ready to spend on books and supplies. She smiles, knowing that while Tom was a pervert, and will treat her like a sex doll, he was highly educated and put importance on her education. She orders her books, getting the intro to coding and computer science books. She finishes her order, having enough for a new ipad to help her with her studies. She is excited that the task of buying books was settled, and that she knew her schedule.

Get on the bus. (mf, exhibitionism, hand, oral)

My girlfriend is sitting beside me on the bus. At the next stop two hot girls get on. A blonde and a redhead. Petite and athletic They are talking and looking at their phones. Both of them are wearing white tee shirts and grey tights that show every curve of their firm little bodies. They both sit on bench seats directly opposite ours. They are paying attention to each other and their phones so I can keep looking at their bodies. My gf knows I’m staring at them and she leans over and whispers,

“you horny fucker. You want to fuck both of them don’t you?”

I smile and just keep staring but my cock got hard when she let on that she saw me staring and knew what I wanted. Then I feel her hand slide across my lap and start touching my cock through my pants. It’s rock hard now. My heart is pounding and I start gentle thrusts because I just can’t help it. She’s stroking my cock through my pants and the two girls are right there.

“What if they look and see your cock all hard? I’m not stopping!”

[MF] The lovely car show girl (Conclusion)

Part 1 here: https://redd.it/7uk512
Part 2 here: https://redd.it/7usfzt

Let me first start off by saying that I love the amount of encouragement and support I have received from all you redditors. When this first happened Wednesday night and I decided to write about it, I never thought it would turn into this. But then again, I didn’t expect Kate to turn out to be this wonderful girl that I’m completely enamored with.

So, this last update is going to be pretty tough for me to write…for certain reasons, and because of that, I might not put much detail into it. But we will see as I begin to write it. This will take place over the course of Friday, Saturday, and mid-day Sunday.

Thirty-Seven Minutes

He clears a patch in the bathroom mirror. Sighs. Leans his forehead against it. It’s been a long night. Arguing and then hugging each other and sobbing and making up and arguing again. Both of them drunk at first and then sober as the night went on. Talking their way in circles. Endless circles. Trying to fix it. Trying to untangle themselves from all the words they’d tangled themselves up in. Until, in the end, somewhere around dawn, they ran up against it: it wasn’t working. It wasn’t fixable. This wasn’t something they were going to talk their way out of.

Which, he thinks, pulling back and inspecting his reflection, was something he always knew on some level. They don’t fit, him and her. She wants something solid and dependable – the television sitcom life of husband and kids and daily errands and friends. He wants anything but that. Even the thought of it is strangling. They’re different people. He nods at his doppelganger in the mirror. This, he thinks, is for the best.

Fun in Retirement – Part 2 – Off to the Beach [MFF] [Group]

For Part 1 see [Fun in Retirement – Part 1 – Claire](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7uz9xw/mf_fun_in_retirement_part_1_claire_mf/).

All names and locations have been changed to protect the guilty…

The fun, sex and partners I have had in the last 12 months at this retirement village is well and truly beyond my wildest dreams (well, actually not, but they can be pretty wild dreams). I had no idea that there is so much going on behind the closed doors – especially between the sheets – in these villages. I thought it would be all prim, proper and straight laced.

But thinking about it now, as you get older you realise that after a life of work and raising children that what time left it may as well be fun, especially where you have no major responsibilities left.

Just to be clear. The whole retirement village is not a giant swinger’s club. No way. Most of the residents are not even aware of what a few of us get up to. If they did, I’d hate to think what they would do. They would make life pretty uncomfortable I’m sure. Probably drive us out with pitch forkes.

[FM] How I became a cheat

Stories that begin with “I never thought I would…” always seemed so cliche, but here I am, not ashamed.

I never thought I would ever stray or be seduced, let alone deliberately put myself in the position where infidelity was all but guaranteed, nonetheless, here I am writing my own true story.

I was raised religious, and was still a virgin when I got married. Nonetheless, my husband, Jay, and I had a great sex life. He had previous experience, which we did not discuss, but was apparent in his love making and I slowly developed a love of erotic fiction. That was probably the first step towards actual “misbehaviour” but it never registered on my conscience. To me the first step was an otherwise regular Wednesday morning.

I was organising my daughters to be picked up by a girlfriend, so I could get to a much needed hair appointment. In a rush to get my daughters ready, I had neglected myself and was still in a comfortable bra and panties that I put on quickly after a shower. I thought nothing of it, as it was not odd for my friend to see me in that state. However, when the doorbell sounded I was not expecting her husband Marcus.

Kathy [FFM]

We lived a mostly vanilla life for the two years after we left Norfolk. Our house was leased by the Commanding Officer of a Cruiser for the next three years and during the next decade after that several other officers rented the place thanks to Renee’s contacts she made in her last job. 

I left my ship with a heavy heart, I was going to miss that gal and would never be on a Kidd Class Destroyer again. I couldn’t even look back as I hopped on my bike with my seabag tied down behind me and headed south to get back with Reneé. We hadn’t seen each other in three months.

She found us a nice three bedroom cottage across the street from the ocean in Fernandina Beach. It was almost halfway between our bases, we had a half hour drive each. I had to take the Mayport Ferry every day to work, it was all four lane highway for her.

She gave me the lowdown on what was going on at the Sub Base. It seemed there was a huge swinger scene both on and off the base. We didn’t get involved for a few reasons, mainly because some people talked openly about what went on. It wasn’t really a secret. 

Professor P’s Truth Serum — Part 1 [M/f][drugs]

My first story. If there’s demand for more, there’s more.
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Taryn is sitting in front of Professor P, mouth hanging slightly open, breath caught in the back of her throat. She looks at the front of his khaki dress pants seeing the outline of his cock through them, eagerly awaiting her chance to see it. She knows it will be big. The thought of touching it with her hands, putting her pouting little lips on it, tasting it with her delicate tongue, feeling it penetrate her tight pussy, and stretching her out gives her a tingle down her spine. The tingle spreads through her midriff down to her legs and settles in her pussy, a warm and aching dampness gathering in her panties.

“Taryn, what is the next step?” Professor P says, drawing her attention up to his face and looking deeply into her eyes, “…Taryn?”

She blinks and realizes she is sitting in class staring dumbly at Professor P with her pencil in her mouth, almost drooling. People are starting to giggle as her fantasy-world fades and thought returns. Professor P persists, “Taryn, what is the next step in solving this stoichiometric equation?”

Wife and I’s crazy threesome [ffm] /w girl on vacation

Context: We were on vacation in the caribbean and already having a crazy time.
[Here’s a picture of my wife.](https://www.erome.com/a/Hd5B6vZS) She’s super fit and has great assets, but she normally dresses modestly… But, not at all on this vacation. Every night she’d dress is super skimpy clothes and heels, and we’d do some borderline nsfw dancing.
It was our last of 3 nights in this town and she looked amazing. I couldn’t use the bathroom without guys hitting on her (But that’s another story).

The other girl, I’ll call Kate.

**Dancing** –
While I was talking to some random people at the bar she disappeared and eventually came back over and exclaimed “I need to find this girl! She wanted to dance with me!”, and ran off.

Naturally, I followed to the dance area and my wife disappeared again. I got a drink and when I returned I found my wife dirty dancing with the girl, Kate.
It was like nothing I’d ever seen. They were grinding each other, rubbing each other, etc… I was kinda in shock. Kate lifted her dress up as my wife grinded and felt her ass. It was amazing.

So much frustration… with a merciful payoff [FM] [long buildup]

This happened a few years ago, but still tops any hookup I’ve had for most frustrating buildup. I had just moved to a new area, and hadn’t had sex for several months prior to this. Hope you all enjoy!

It was a Friday night and I was waiting for my friend to tell me where she was. I knew she was with her boyfriend. She tended to move fast in relationships, and the PDA was plentiful, which made hanging with them awkward. But I had no other plans and was determined to go out.

Finally, she texted: “Ok so I’m with Sam… but he has a friend with him. You aren’t going to like him. He’s kind of rude and not very smart.”

I believed her. Melissa usually had a good grasp on my preferences. I thought for a few minutes, considering whether it might be better to just call it a night than meet someone new I might hate.

“So…. should I not come?” I asked. Maybe she’d make the decision for me.

“No no, definitely join. Just ignore him, don’t worry about it.”

That settled it.