I fucked my spoiled daughter after some attitude adjustments [INCEST]

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**Attitude Adjustment**

I scratched my head, eyeing the script with a frown. “I don’t know, Harry.”

My friend leaned forward from the stool he was sitting on. “Brandon, do you trust me?”

It was a dumb question. We both knew that. Harry and I have been friends since we were roommates in college. I still remember that fateful day. Five guys squeezed together in a run-down two-bedroom, one bathroom apartment.

I had to share the cramped space with Harry and three other guys. I lost contact with the rest long ago, but kept Harry close.

I sighed. “Of course. You know I do.”

“Then say the words. Read the script.”

My eyes scanned the paper my best friend had handed me moments ago. Printed in bold letterings were a list of things I had to say.

I leaned into the microphone in front of me and blew out a shaky breath.

I fucked my spoiled daughter after some attitude adjustments [INCEST]

Disclaimer: This story contain mind control elements. Read at your own discretion.

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**Attitude Adjustment**

I scratched my head, eyeing the script with a frown. “I don’t know, Harry.”

My friend leaned forward from the stool he was sitting on. “Brandon, do you trust me?”

It was a dumb question. We both knew that. Harry and I have been friends since we were roommates in college. I still remember that fateful day. Five guys squeezed together in a run-down two-bedroom, one bathroom apartment.

I had to share the cramped space with Harry and three other guys. I lost contact with the rest long ago, but kept Harry close.

I sighed. “Of course. You know I do.”

“Then say the words. Read the script.”

My eyes scanned the paper my best friend had handed me moments ago. Printed in bold letterings were a list of things I had to say.

I leaned into the microphone in front of me and blew out a shaky breath.

“Ready?” my friend asked, his finger primed on the keyboard of his laptop.

[M]y adventures with a married Girlfriend [MF]

Since my last story of misbehavior was so well received, I figured I’d crack open the vault and share some of my other deeds of dick delivery.

So more than a few years ago I was a bouncer at a local night club, living in a loft apartment above. I lived there with my girlfriend at the time, a good friend, and the infamous Sam.

At the time this all happened, I was 22, freshly rid of an extra 50lbs, and working at a popular night club as a bouncer with Sam. My girlfriend at the the time, Lisa, lived with Sam and I in an apartment above the club. Sam was fresh out of the military, and I was fresh out of fucks to give.

Lisa and I did not have a healthy relationship. We’d been together for a little over 2 years at this point, and It was currently a toxic shit show of insecurities, infidelity, and a mutual determination to be the bigger person. At the time of this story, I found out years later, she was seeing and sleeping with other people on a regular basis. I was on the verge of looking else where for validation and intimacy, but our lease still had a couple months left so I thought I’d ride it out and pull the chord when it came time to move out.

Naked and Drained [MF+] [cons] [cheat]

“Hey,” Jane texted. “Can you stop by to help me hook up this new smart tv. It’s smarter than I am. LOL.” I was sitting at my desk about to wrap up my day. I switched off my computer, tossed it into my bag, and thought a moment before responding. Jane was a new friend of my wife’s that she met in church. They had taken frequent walks together on Friday nights over the past month or so, and had grown close.

I sat back a moment. I responded, “Sure. I’m just getting off work.” Jane was almost a decade older then me, but she was still quit sultry. I didn’t know her well – really, just by association. She had a toned mature MILF vibe – I couldn’t shake the image of her high cheek bones and pouty lips. Jane aged gracefully. She still had crows feet around the eyes and her skin was dappled in freckles, but she was still a beautiful woman with a solid bust line – I’d say at least a d-cup.

I shook the image out of my mind – a scantily clad Jane begging me to help her with the ‘wiring’ of her home entertainment system. I texted my wife. “Jane just texted.” I paused looking for the right phrase.

My Infinite Remote [r34] [this one’s DC and Marvel]

I stared down at the meek boy standing in front of me, clearly nervous and fiddling with his fingers as he looks at the ground of his apartment.

I huffed out in annoyance and rub my eyes in frustration and clearly steamed with anger at the young tenant staying in my spare property. “So let me get this straight Pete, you can’t pay me rent again for the third month in a row because you brought…a remote?”

“It’s not just any remote, the guy I brought it from said it could open doorways into other realities.” Pete said, rather quietly to me, he turns around and reaches into the box that arrived a few minutes ago now resting on his coffee table, and pulls out a remote to show off but I quickly snatches it from Pete’s hands and examines it.

It was a plain looking universal remote but with a few extra buttons that were labeled weirdly and strange enough the word “DIMENSIONAL” printed in black lettering on the bottom of the blue controller, I just chalked it up to some cheap out-of-state knock off.

The time I joined a couple for a [MFM] but ended up fucking her solo in front of him

I’ve been drinking a little. It’s the weekend and I’ve been sick, so my favorite hotwife isn’t available. Seems like a great time to reminisce about some of the old college times. My last post was about my first Craigslist hookup. Not long after I posted something similar in the m4mf section, and one evening a tantalizing message popped into my inbox.

A late-20s couple, professionals, discrete, wanted to find a bi man to play with for the first 3-way. They said they were bf/gf (actually husband/wife – not totally sure why, but many married couples do this). They sent a headless underwear pic of the two of them together. Everything from the neck down looked delicious. She was petite, flat tummy. He was toned. Both seemed my type. After a little back and forth we decided to meet.

This was something I had fantasized about for a long time. But if you’ve read my previous posts, you’ll know I was in the depths of a faith crisis as a lifelong Mormon. As became a pattern with the majority of my hookups from then on, I went thinking I would just test the waters. I could back out any time. Keep my faith intact. Of course the backing out part rarely happened.

Ran into my side chick at a restaurant and fucked her in the bathroom [MF]

Out to dinner with the family the other night. I had been chatting with my side chick earlier and new we would be in the same area but I was still pleasantly surprised when I saw her walk in with her tight little black dress. She was with her friend and they sat across the restaurant from us. Her friend was facing me and she had her back to me. I could see her friend look at me occasionally with a little partial smile and a smirk so I knew they were talking about me.

I got up to go to the bathroom and it was the first chance I had to check my phone. She had texted me that I should go to the bathroom so we could steal a quick kiss in private. I texted back that I’m headed there and then when I got to the men’s bathroom, I was happy to see that it was empty. I texted again “Come in the men’s bathroom. I want to fuck you!” I pushed to door open and she slid in.

Quite the ride

I hear you turn off the shower and readjust by pulling straight the thin black fabric that sits only barely covering the deep curve of my buttocks. Everything is perfect. I’m wearing a silk lacey piece of lingerie that slightly hides my ever expanding nipples but pushes my breasts together so the soft flesh of each side is squeezed together for a beautiful line of cleavage. I sit in a wide legged kneeling position facing my side of the bed with the see-through lace back of the top covering my luscious buns. This, and the black thong delicately balanced across my crack are the first thing you’ll see when you walk in.

I hear your pleasant surprise behind me and seductively look over my shoulder and grin as you already start perking up. The glistening skin across your chest, belly, and freshly shaven face have me wanting to run my hands all over you. I flick my hair over my shoulder when I look away and seductively wiggle my buns, wedging the tiny thong firmly into my butt crack and expanding the area of skin for your growing pleasure.

Up at the lake with Mae – part. 3 [MF]

([part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uts68q/up_at_the_lake_with_mae_part_1_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)) ([part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uu0xz5/up_at_the_lake_with_mae_part_2_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3))

Now, dear readers, I’d love to tell that Mae and I fucked like wild animals in the open shower, or somewhere around her secluded garden, or maybe in every room of her parents’ villa that afternoon. Nope.

Everything was significantly awkward at first. Then the whole situation somehow became… natural. In its own way at least. Two friends showering together. And talking, there was lot of talking.

*So, uhm.. I must say I wasn’t ready for all this.*

*Yeah, but I mean… no big deal, right?*

*If you say so..*

*Bet I’m not the first girl you see naked. Am I wrong?*

*Yeah, you’re not. But you’re the first of my female friends to jump into the shower with me anyway.*

*It’s fun.*

*Oh, is it Mae?*

*Definitely.*

*You do this often?*

*What? Showering outside? Showering with a man? What d’you wanna know?* She was starting to play with me again.

*You having fun now that your parents are not around, aren’t you?*

*Hm-hm. Maybe.*

Now I wanted to play too. *Tell me more.*

*Wash my back, pretty please?*

Because He Asked [MF] [Cheating] [Cuckold]

Standing in the doorway to the bedroom, Gabe watched his wife secure her stud earrings in place and then retreat into their bathroom to finish her hair and make-up. He moved to join her but first shot a quick glance over his shoulder to check on the kids in the living room. As expected, their two boys were fully preoccupied with the animated show on the tv and way too young to understand the strange vibes happening between their parents. Leaving them to their entertainment and obliviousness, Gabe followed Michelle into the bathroom.

The cedar-haired mother of two leaned against the sink applying a light eyeshadow in the mirror. The position left her bent over ever so slightly and Gabe took a moment to admire her lovely wide rear in the blue floral dress she wore before his eyes traveled to her reflection, catching the cleavage her v-neck left on display. Michelle didn’t possess the biggest breasts, and they hung a little lower these days after two kids, but there was no denying how ravishing she looked dolled up like this. A sharp contrast to the dressed down attire he was used to whenever they went out over the last four years.