[MFF] My gf broke the rules and her friend helped me with the punishment

Brief description my everyone:
-Tom. Me. 6”2. White. Slim. Kinda hung.
-Jess. My gf. Curvy with blonde hair and big chest.
-Sophie. Tiny petit alt girl.

Once my girlfriend had gotten to taste degradation at the hands of me and her best friend ( see previous posts ) it opened up a whole new angle on our Dom / sub dynamic. Everything we did was influenced by how we incorporate her humiliation. We introduced rules and punishments that she had to follow. When limits were tested by her bratty behaviour, there would be consequences. Here are some of my favourite rules we have:
-daily outfit checks. Everyday before she leaves the house she has to be inspected in person or through text and videos.

-permission to play. If she wants to touch herself, she has to ask, politely. She has to send voices notes to describe exactly how she wants to play.

-permission to cum. My favourite rule, she must ask before she is allowed to finish. I control her orgasm. This applies to solo play and when we are together.

Now I know what you’re wondering. What are the punishments? This is where our story starts.

Free Use Husband 2: Electric Boogaloo [M/F]

NOTE: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION

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I felt horrible making her cry.

She stayed home today on a Monday, my plans of buying some roses for her has all but vanished; I’ll have to do it tomorrow. She’s still curled up in bed in her favorite pajamas. It’s 6AM, the time I usually get up because she leaves work at 7AM so I need to make breakfast.

Her staying in is messing up my routine. No, I can’t think like that.

Regardless, I stuck to what I usually do. I made an omelet with some sliced ham, cheese and mushroom. I topped it with some freshly sliced parsley. She’s one of those people who eat eggs with Ketchup, so I placed made sure to grab it from the cupboard and place it within her reach. I just made myself some fried eggs, buttered toast and a glass of water. Breakfast already felt extravagant to me. I poured a cup of orange juice for herself.

I [M] had an orgasm while dancing!

Yes, you read that right! I had a fucking awesome, leg shaking, body throbbing orgasm while dancing!

So hear me out reddit, a little backstory.

First thing first, I like dancing, I just love it, I can dance for 3/4 hours (little break in between) I’m not a professional dancer, but let’s say my friends say that I’m a good one.

So it had been couple of months I had hit a pub, so I googled this pub type restaurant in nearby area (there are literally no pubs where I live) it had, decent dance floor and good music, so I decided to go there with my two friends.

Second thing, I just love weed! I’m not a pro, but when I get high I’m on a great trip that’s for sure. Also weed makes me way more horny, my sexual libidos just shoots the sky! With weed I had one of the best orgasms of my life. Ever heard prostate orgasm, yes that shit I’ve able to achieve because of weed. And it had been some time since smoked, so I decided I’ll do these two together, I’ll smoke and then I’ll dance.

[MF] Wife told me she had a rape fantasy, so I gave her what she wanted right then and there [CNC]

It was a pretty average morning, if anything about the plague year could be said to be average. We were a month into isolating. Quarantine for me makes little difference either way, so I was working, but my other half had very little to do. One way or another, she had to pass the time, and with so much idle time things can get pretty experimental pretty quickly.

I got up early that day because I had meetings with European colleagues, which ended in less time than expected. I got down to work hashing out interminable progress reports to my boss, but was interrupted by my wife walking into the room in her sleepwear and closing the door with a very specific expression on her face.

We’ve been together since college, and I know that face. It’s the same one she wore when she found out that her loud sex had driven her ex from the dorm lounge. The same one she wore after she decided to practice one of her lines from the Vagina Monologues while riding me cowgirl (“the Irish Catholic moan”) after an innocent girl on her floor knocked on her door to ask if she was “practicing.” The very same expression she wore the day after she came out to me as bi and sat on her friend’s face in front of me. It’s a look of mortification and arousal competing for dominance, with just a dash of surprise at her own daring.

I came on my girlfriend’s face while she asked me if I wanted to keep playing with her best friend [FFM]

Ayooo the saga continues lmao. This whole thing has got to be the peak of my sexual life, no way it ain’t downhill from here folks rip.

So Jennifer and I obviously slept in pretty late after the experience with our buddy last thursday. Neither of us took any Friday classes this semester so that we could sleep in on Fridays, haha. Gigi, however, does have a Friday class, and she was up just a few hours after I’d written what I posted a few days ago. (I can’t figure out how to link on mobile so just go check it out in my post history). I know she was up because she sent us both a picture of herself, topless, in front of the shower. The caption read, “so… shit isn’t gonna be weird now, right?”

I know that Jenn and Gigi have been topless around each other a ton, but receiving a picture of her boobs was new to me. I rolled over, slapping my hand on my phone to snooze my noon ‘get up before this oversleeping looks like mental illness’ alarm, and groaned. My head was not happy with the previous might’s drinking, but I also just hate waking up. I definitely felt better about being awake, though, when I opened Gigi’s snap and saw her messy brunette locks falling over her massive, perked up tits.

Public sauna fun [MFM] [29,27,29]

We love going to public sauna’s. (We’re in Europe, it’s mixed and some have a choice between bathing suits and nude, before there are any questions about it). But we always go alone, just the 2 of us.

A while back we were talking about a nice sauna we went to in our group of friends. And afterwards one of them texted that he’d like to go too but he didn’t have a girlfriend and wasn’t really in the mood to go solo. We understood and we told him he could tag along next time we went. So we checked our schedules and came up with a date fitting for all. There wasn’t really any further discussion about it after that. The day before our friend texted us to see if it was all still set to go, it was good for us so that was that. The next day he came to our place and we went to the sauna in 1 car.

Shopping with Julie[F]

*Some of you have asked me to share more of my experiences with Julie – a bombshell coworker approximately 15 years my senior. You can read the introductory story* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pdkkn2/my_coworkerf_and_im/) *. This story takes place several weeks later. By now, my “friends with benefits” situation with Julie has been well established.*

It was a Saturday around lunchtime. I had just gotten out of the shower from doing some yard work. I received a text from Julie while I was showering that read, “Hey! I’m at the mall. Wanna meet up, maybe get lunch?” I responded, “Sure. I’ll text when I get there.”

I lived close to the mall, so I put on some jeans and a polo shirt and headed out, getting there in about 10 minutes. Once there I asked Julie her location and she replied that she was in the department store looking at handbags. I spotted her right where she said she would be, looking at the various purses and wallets. She was always impeccably dressed, even when dressing casually. Today she had on tight skinny legged blue jeans, black heels, and a green button-down blouse with half-sleeves. I walked up behind her and put my left hand at the small of her back. She turned to see me and lit up. “Heeey!” She knew how to make a guy feel welcomed.

Symbiotic Invasion Finale

Ashley

I don’t really know how much the traitor heard or could understand as we reworked her stupid human brain, but it doesn’t matter. Frankly, she was flooded with so many pheromones, all she’ll be able to think from now on (if anything) is sex. If her ass isn’t in the air for fucking, she’s probably sleeping. The main issue now is, where the _fuck_ did Sebby go? Kinda hurtful to be so rejected. I don’t want to put him through the same punishment as the traitor, but something must be done. 

Shelby and Alesa were quick to follow Sebby outside, both keeping their distance and staying out of sight. Once I’d finished with the traitor and taken a moment to clear my head, I could see him ducking through some bushes between a couple houses. He wasn’t the sneakiest individual, so we probably would have caught up to him within an hour if the others hadn’t followed, but we needed to retrieve the stolen component sooner rather than later. That, and the sooner he is fully converted and on our side, the better. 

[MFF] The time I fucked my ex in front of my lesbian friend.

*Quick intro note: I’m a handsome, vaguely articulate, well-educated and generally successful 38 year-old, pervert. I have a long history of dirtiness, and there’s something about the year and a half of basic confinement that has had me reminiscing about my past and some of my hottest experiences. I’ve decided I’m going to start chronicling them here, to keep them from disappearing altogether. Let me know if they’re enjoyable and feel free to say hello. I like penpals.*

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I’ve fucked a lot of women in my life. Almost certainly more than is healthy. If I could only fuck one more it would be Sarah. 

It was immediately tangible the moment we met. Whatever it is that causes sexual attraction — the hundreds of thousands of psychological, genetic, and cultural inputs, pheromones, fate, whatever — aligned, and kicked off an intense six month love affair. I didn’t get fired from my job during that period, so I must have gone to work. But if pressed, I don’t think I could describe a single thing from that stretch of time that doesn’t involve fucking Sarah. 

There are a dozen stories I could tell about Sarah. But my favorite was fucking her in front of my friend Melissa. 

[24F] Took girlfriend [22F] to Barcelona. Snuck into her bikini on the beach. [FF]

So few years back I took my girlfriend on a surprise trip, I’m a wintery girl so I felt the need to take her somewhere warm and stay in the good books 😅 (So I was 22 and she’s 21 at the time for context).

We didn’t go to the beach with the idea of me trying to get into her bikini but sometimes I just can’t keep my hands off her. Despite being other people around (We try never to go where its super packed) I couldn’t resist the temptation to try and slide into her bikini. After I got my hand in she told me “No babe, don’t be bad”, she said it in a way that’s I don’t think this is a good idea but I won’t straight up stop you yet.

As my hand enjoyed itself in her bikini bottoms a few people who were walking by nearby had a quick glance our way, I’d say maybe a few saw what might’ve been going on but none brazen enough to stop and stare to confirm their suspicions 😂