The Night Out–Asian Wife Gets More Than She Bargained For [Hotwife][Gangbang][Interracial]

THE NIGHT OUT

I had been looking forward to this night for months. Me and my wife both just had brutal stretches at work—she’s in sales and had to deal with a quarter-end, while I was busy managing the integration of some new equipment as my job as a plant manager. It had been ages since we had a night to ourselves, and I was determined to make it count.

I had no intentions of things being especially wild tonight., we lived in a decently small and tame town in the South.. just a nice dinner and night-out dancing with drinks would’ve been enough for me after the shitshow that was the last few weeks. I was just putting on my dress shirt for the evening when my wife came into the bathroom, wearing a pretty little tight black strapless dress.

[mF] [Fdom] [oral] [office] Friday evening at the office

I wrote this for someone and it was well received. Thought you guys might enjoy this too. I welcome constructive criticism, as this is my first venture into this style of writing!

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You’re in the kitchen at work, waiting for your lunch to finish heating up so you can go back to your desk. You’re leaning against the counter, trying to be discreet about hiding your erection but you can feel your cock straining against your pants and you wonder silently how you’re going to make it back to your office like this. You clasp your hands in front of you, watching the seconds tick by on the microwave screen. Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight… she rounds the corner and gives you a smile as she walks into the kitchen. It’s your boss. She opens the fridge and pulls out her lunch bag, takes a glass container out and pops the lid off, setting it on the counter next to the microwave. 

[MF] My first time with a stranger

Hi :)

This is my first post here, but I’ve been a fan of so many of the amazing and tantalizing stories on this sub for quite some time. I’m only now dipping my foot into writing (and also giving r/gonewildaudio a shot, too). Anyway, I hope you enjoy! It was exciting reliving my memories and actualizing them in text.

My story begins right here on reddit, when I started exchanging some notes with another redditor about engaging in some scandalous fun. We decided we would meet at a coffee shop first to make sure we meshed alright, and then we would take it from there.

The first time we met, I was a nervous wreck. I had never done anything like this before–no Tinder or any sort of blind date–so putting myself out there for a guy I met online seemed crazy and I was afraid I would either get murdered or catfished. Also, I come from a really conservative and religious background, so I also feared that I would run into someone there. Being raised to be polite, I’d have felt obliged to introduce this mystery man to said imaginary friend, and then they’d ask how we met, and it would be so awkward. All this to say, I was outside of my comfort zone and was a little freaked out, but I was still committed to meeting this guy because we had already set a time and place.

The Night Manager [FM] [Fdom] [Msub] [blkmail] [reluc] [exh]

The following story was written for a friend. He is the night manager of a local grocery store. This is my first attempt at erotica in quite some time. I wrote this quickly for him, you are reading a first draft. I plan on changing the ending. I hope you enjoy it! Any and all feedback is much appreciated!

*She took one last look in the mirror before leaving. Her locs fell around her face, their crimps perfectly framing her sweet features. Her brown eyes staring back at her only reflecting pure innocence. She admired her full lips licking them as she took in the delicious image before her. Smiling, she blew her identical twin a kiss and headed out the door.*

Today was supposed to be her day off, her reprieve from working with demanding clients and incompetent coworkers. Instead she had spent the morning in the office as usual; phones ringing non-stop, pacifying angry clients, picking up the slack of her lazy coworkers. She was now spending the evening taking care of a few last minute items on her to-do list. She was throwing a dinner party tonight, much needed time with good friends, good food and good wine. As excited as she was, she was that much stressed. She wanted every little detail to be perfect. This would have been a breeze had she been able to stay home from work, but duty calls. She hadn’t been able to spend time with her friends in quite a while, this was very overdue.

[FM] Food for Thought or Something Like That [kink]

Tldr; It’s an odd kink but sometimes you luck out. One day you’re just craving for raspberries and whipped cream the next thing you know you’re being pinned against your kitchen’s counter top and being fucked.

Let’s just say he got home before me – texted if I wanted anything to eat beyond dessert to which I replied: I want whipped cream and raspberries! TYVM! YW~ ;P :*:*:*:* And of course he would comply being the nice man that he is and knowing that I’m mostly stressed with day.

Upon arriving home, I took off my shoes and went about depositing the rest of my stuff on the couch. I greeted the cat – who often ignores me anyway – and went straight to the kitchen to find him with the stand mixer, a gallon of heavy whipping cream, and fruit. The place reeked of pot roast and hints of vanilla and lemon here and there.

The First Hotel Meetings [FM]

As the elevator doors open my heart is pounding. I look down at my phone as I start walking down the hall and see the text I just received from you, “Room 327, door will be open ;)” My heart is nearly pounding out of my chest as thoughts run through my head with alarming speed. What will she think of me, will she be disappointed when she sees me… but my mind empties as I turn and face the door to your room. The door is slightly open so I take a deep breath and reach out to push the door open.

As I enter the hotel room I close the door behind me and I can hear the sound of running water. Looking to my right I see that the bathroom door is all the way open allowing me to see the source of the noise and my breath stops in my throat. Through the steam I can see directly through the glass door on the shower, I see you standing there eyes closed, lost in your own thoughts, not having noticed that I arrived at the room.

a great time at my local dungeon[MF]

I met a women on tinder, we’ll call her Sarah. Sarah was a short, pale, red head with a pixie cut style who had tattoos on her back, shoulder, sternum, and legs. I swiped right because I have a thing for chicks with tattoos and short hair. She swiped right because on my profile I talked about how I spent my Saturdays having fun in at a BDSM dungeon. She sent me a message saying she loved my profile and after basic greetings she wanted to meet up Saturday for coffee. I gladly accepted and we decided to meet at 4.

Saturday comes along and we meet up. She was wearing a loose fitted crop top that showed bits and pieces of her ink. We chatted for 2 hours talking about our hobbies and jobs.

I looked at my phone for the time and told her I had to meet up with friends. she smiled and said in a very sarcastic tone.

“Are you leaving to meet up with your friends at the dungeon?”

I smiled widely and said “yes, would you like to come with me?”.

First [MM] experience. More than I expected!

This is my first story here and this is all 100% true. Please comment and enjoy!

Just to set the stage on what led up to this moment. I have been straight my whole life and had been engaged at the time of This incident. I had worked with this guy who was a few years older than me who was very much out of the closet and always was upfront with what he wanted. And boy did he like to mess around with straight guys. We became good friends over the years working together. He would constantly hit on me and want to hook up and I always declined and just accepted the compliment.

Well about a year after I left that place of work I had made my way back for an event and I had been drinking heavily all day and he was working and after the event we decided to go to a bar to catch up since I had left there. My fiancé at the time was out of town for a few weeks and I was super horny at the time. Anyway we went to a bar and continued to drink and just chat. After a few drinks we decided on doing something more low key and he suggests renting a cheap hotel room down the road so we can chill for a bit. I was def 2 sheets to the wind at that time and went along with it being a bit blind to what was happening or about to happen. Though deep down I think I knew it I just decided to not think about it.

[anal] adventures 3 [MF] 3 [kinda long]

Part 1

[anal] adventures [MF] 1 from gonewildstories

part 2 https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ons52/anal_adventures_mf_2/

We took it slow, Sondra and I. We’ve known each other for about 10 years and recently reconnected. She used to be my roomate all those years ago, but we were both dating other people. She was in massage school at the time and she used to practice on me. But this time the timing was good – we were both single as 2016 wound to a close. And we were now old enough to know that good things are worth waiting for.

First, she added me on a social network. Then out of the blue I got a text, inviting me over to her house to a potluck. Nobody else came to the potluck, so it was just me and her and her son. We were consoling each other about the election result. We jumped on the trampoline and then a few days later I booked a massage with her.

Then a week or so later, I texted her by accident when I was trying to text my cousin. Sorry I texted the wrong person! I said.

Horizons [ff]

Krista and I have been friends for six long years. I’ve always thought she was beautiful, even sexy in an innocent lovely sort of way. Last night my years of patience paid off. She just left a long and painful relationship. Her now ex boyfriend was not a fan of our friendship, so we were only able to see each other once every few months when she could slip away unnoticed. Being able to give her a hug, and see her smile was thrilling. That smile would have been enough to keep me satisfied for days. Krysta is short and curvy, her long dark hair always smells like strawberries, and her big brown eyes could thaw the coldest heart. It had been six months since we had gotten to see each other, so I dressed up for the occasion. A pink dress and slip on flats with my long brown curls draped over my shoulders. Krista answered the door in jeans and a grey tee shirt, but still looked better than me.