Me, My Wife, and the Yoga Instructor [MFF] [Long/Detailed]

Katie and I were on vacation, celebrating our anniversary. We booked our stay in a very upscale and adult’s only boutique resort. We had done beach yoga each morning for the last week and the instructor was phenomenal. She would lead the small group, which sometimes only consisted of me and Katie, through a gentle yoga progression. What I appreciated most about her was the way she calmly instructed us to change positions. Her voice was soft and soothing. Due to the looming thunderstorm, she offered us a private yoga session in our room.

I opened the door to and greeted her. With three yoga mats under one arm, she reached her free arm out for a hug.

“Good morning, Jasmine! Thank you so much for offering a private session,” I said, welcoming her into the living room of our hotel suite. Jasmine was about 5’8 tall and in incredible shape. Her dark hair was accented with light streaks of grey that clearly did not bother her. She had big bright and vibrant brown eyes and a comforting smile. Her body was toned as a result of her near constant yoga practice.

The Tutor (Part 7)

Mindy stood in the shower, letting the water beat down on her skin. Somehow she went from a dry spell to an orgy in a matter of a couple days. She wasn’t sure what she awakened in herself or how long it would last, but she was going to enjoy it. She also knew that if she didn’t set rules, things might get out of hand and ruin what was going on.

She got out of the shower, dried off, put on a t-shirt, pink thong, and shorts, and went to the kitchen. Lillian was sitting on the couch, still not wearing anything, with her hair wet and her legs spread.

Mindy saw the display, told the men to go shower, and told Lillian “Please put some clothes on. We don’t eat at my table naked.”

Lillian got up, put her sundress back on and asked Owen for his car keys. Lillian walked outside and then came back with a small knapsack. Lillian opened it up, grabbed a black lacy thong, and put it on.

[MM][Bi][oral] First Time with a Friend

I’d been bi curious for a while and in a marriage that was mostly sexless. When I looked at porn I realized that I was paying as much attention to the men as I was the women and eventually was looking at as much gay porn as I was straight. I didn’t have any intention of pursuing it and was content to limit my activity to fantasy but that unexpectedly changed one weekend.

I’d gone to visit a friend, it was supposed to be a guys weekend with several of us hanging out and hitting the local breweries. I got there a day early and after dinner and some drinks he and I were sitting at the table watching TV. He complained about being single and that since his divorce he’d been in a huge dry spell. I pointed out how hot his ex was and told him I hoped he at least had some pictures of her to “help him out”.

He said he did and even had a video they had made once. I perked up at this and asked what it would take to see that. He switched over to an app on his TV that had some movies and warned me that I’d see more of him in the movie than I probably wanted. I assured him that seeing his ex naked would be more than worth it.

Bisexual Fantasy – Sleepover (fiction)

This is part two, for part one, check the comments. Please feel free to give me feedback. This is only my second story, I wrote it for me, but I do care if others enjoy it! Thanks!

I don’t dare remove my tongue as I take a deep breath. I’d been holding it for so long, massaging her clit and gently sucking while my tongue flicks here and there. After catching my breath, I dive back into my wife’s delicious pussy. As I ravage her on the edge of the bed, our wet bodies begin to dry from the blankets and movement. My cock is leaking precum all over the place. The bed spread below is speckled with drips of my anticipation. I need to fuck.

I’m hesitant to leave the tantalizing smell and flavor of her sex, but I know it’ll only be a second before I can enter her and feel another type of bliss. I take one last lap as I climb onto her and skillfully penetrate her without a guiding hand, I’m that hard.

“Bullseye!” I say with a grin.

[MF] “No ….. but I could be! Are you looking for anyone in particular?” … Robin Part 2

Robin Part 1 Here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ohsjvk/no_but_i_could_be_are_you_looking_for_anyone_in/

Over the course of the next few weeks Robin and I talked several times, enjoying the reunion we had while looking forward to the next opportunity to hangout. She worked hard to get through Finals, then started preparing for summer and a return home to the Bay Area. I wrapped up school, moved out of my apartment and was getting ready for a third summer fishing salmon in Alaska. We had just this last week to get together and it was decided Robin would trip north to visit before flying home.

I’d learned that she had two more years of graduate school ahead. She’d not had much of social life, but she was a social girl and the last months been introduced to a friend (Darrell) of Tarrin’s boyfriend, also from the lacrosse team we beat. She said nothing had happened between them, but if I had not entered the picture, she thought she may have slept with the guy by now, not so much because of how great he was, but out of convenience. The relationship cooled when she no-showed a group function that had been scheduled the day/night we first got together. Tarrin understood, but it seems no one else in her small circle showed any. That coupled with Finals slowed their roll.

My first time ever with a hung, big breasted, fat arsed 25 year old Brazilian trans girl 😮😝

My first time ever with a hung, big breasted, fat arsed 25 year old Brazilian trans girl 🥵

It has always been a fantasy of mine since being young to watch trans porn as I just found it exciting. I identify as a straight male that has always slept with women, until last December…

I sniffed so much cocaine one night I lost my head and self control it seems… I got an Uber 45 mins from my house as I had arranged a trans slut online.. something I had never had courage to do but that’s coke for you! (I had met lots of female hookers but for trans hookers it requires cocaine confidence)

I arrive and this Brazilian wearing a long silk lingerie robe answers the door and looks like a woman with her breasts bulging out. I thought I had been tricked but I was more than happy either way!

I ask to shower as I had been on an all day drink and coke session as I come out the shower she walks up to me with her silk robe undone tells me to sit on the toilet and puts her soft cock by my mouth and asks me to sniff a line of coke off her… it was happening 😮

The Otter and the Twink [MM]

Still living in my Texas college town two years after graduation, I became unwillingly (but fortunately!) single when my girlfriend left me for an addled small-time weed dealer. A few weeks later, a former dorm neighbor and friend tracked me down. Younger than me by 14 months, he too had stayed in town and had just re-entered singlehood, after a spectacular breakup with his boyfriend.

Several times during his freshman year, my friend had made crystal clear his simmering desire to share special naked time with me, a sophomore. Increasingly attuned to the notion of heteroflexibility, when he got back in touch, I thought, “Here’s my chance to explore.” So when he asked me to lunch, I went—though it turned out not to feel like a date, and the talk never veered toward the bedroom.

But less than a month later, he called one night. Early in the conversation, he enthused, “It was great seeing you again, and it is so good just hearing your voice.”

“I feel the same about you,” I replied.

More chat. Then he said, “I still think about you, and how…comfortable…we both seem to feel around each other.”

[M]y first threesome with my roommate and friend. [MFM]

This is my first time writing something, so I apologize if it’s long and rambling.
I’ve always wanted to write about this. One of the absolute best times I’ve ever had. It’s the one I often think about whenever I’m self-servicing.

I don’t remember the exact dates, but they aren’t relevant anyway.
This happened several years ago in my old apartment in Queens, NY. (LIC for anyone actually familiar with the area. If you want to skip about 1/2 way that’s where the sexy stuff begins.

My good friend, let’s call her M, and I had been living together for a couple of years. We never dated, but had hooked up a few times, but mostly we were just great friends.
M is about 5’3”ish, very fair skin, piercing blue eyes, and a stunning smile. She also had a pretty amazing rack, and a great physique. You wouldn’t know it from how she typically dressed. Usually very modest, practical clothes, but when she wanted to she could knock you out!

So one weekend a really good mutual friend of ours was going to be in town for a couple of days and asked if he could stay with us. Let’s call him, Z.
Of course we say yes, we were excited to catch up with him!

Actions and Consequences: Part One [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Cheating]

He fucked me harder, pushing my legs further forward. They were almost touching the headboard behind me. I looked up at him. His dark face, with those dark brown eyes looking down at me. His muscular, solid arm was holding the headboard from hitting the wall.

“Fuck me,” I moaned softly.

He nodded, then began pounding his big black dick into me, harder and faster. I slammed a hand over my mouth to stifle the loud scream that wanted to tell the world how hard this man was fucking me.

I could hear my husband talking to our children in the room next to us. If Frederick weren’t holding the headboard, it would be walloping the wall, letting my husband hear everything.

I knew I should feel guilty for having another man inside me. But I didn’t. For six days, I had watched Frederick walk around the resort hotel with his wife. All I could think of was how lucky she was. It was pure coincidence that their room was next to ours.

Thanking my next-door MILF with a sensual massage and more! [MF]

Things get kinda hard when you move to another country, especially settling down and choosing a good neighborhood to live in. Seems like I’ve just hit a jackpot. Living alone as a grad student has its perks but the best part? Well, I have a sweet lady living next door. Don’t get me wrong, she is a MILF indeed, she’s got that mature figure so to speak… juicy round ass, soft big tits, a cute face, and that caring yet flirtatious personality. My first thoughts… she’s a breeding material. She isn’t picture perfect but she’s, in every way, pretty. Not massive DD or G cup tits or Kim K ass, but beautiful indeed. She still rocks her curves and takes care of her body as much she can. I’m a 21-years-old guy who recently moved in as a student (grad). My neighbor, Barbara, she’s a 36-years-old lady. A soft-bodied MILF with a sweet smile and dirty mind… just the way I like it.