The Adventures of Showing Off My (M43) Wife (F40), Part Two (of 7)

FORWARD – For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved showing off my wife. When we were younger she was must less reluctant than she is now, as weird as that may sound. Today, she’s 40 years old and as vibrant sexually as she’s ever been.

On a trip about seven years ago was when she first let me take a few photos of her in various forms of undress. It was a huge turn-on for me. It continued to expand some over the next few years.

Reading part one is not necessary, but it helps with the build-up of the story.

***Part Two***

My wife coming into her own sexually as she approached 40 made me the happiest man.

Truth be told, aside from when we started dating and were newlyweds, it’s the most sex we’ve had with one another. For about a six or seven year stretch we were lucky if we had sex twice a month….and some months that might be pushing it. But so is life with young children.

Finally, Ashley was not only feeling confident again, but she was also ready to go almost as much as I was.

[M]ilitary confessions: Continuing the tradition @ German swingers club

So as I said in my pervious post, this was a tradition that had been passed on according to my boy. So to keep the tradition going I decided to take another one of my friend name Ant for short. Telling Ant about my experience at the swingers club were getting him excited and wanted to go the next weekend. This was not possible because it was only held once a month and we still had 3 weeks to go till the next one. A good Asian female friend of mine that I told because we talked about everything, she also wanted to tag along to check it out. Ant was getting too excited and started to get annoying cause that all he talked about was the club. Hey I can’t fault him he was young and just like a kid waiting for Christmas.

I, 18 [F]. kissed one of my closest friend, 18 [F], and I don’t regret it. Part 2 Update

Hey all, I thought I’d give you all an update on the whole friend situation. This happened last weekend, but it’s been fresh in my mind for a while.
My friend and I made plans to hang out again at her house, and I wanted to get drunk so I’d have an excuse to kiss her again, and she seemed to have the same idea. We were both pretty tipsy by the end of the night, and then she told me she had smth to show me in her room upstairs. She started to undress, but started teasing me and said I couldn’t peek. At this point, I was ridiculously turned on, I absolutely could not keep my hands to myself. When I uncovered my eyes, she was wearing the most sexiest lingerie I’ve ever seen, or maybe it was the sexiest because it was on her. She asked me shyly if I liked it, and I did not hesitate, I just immediately jumped up and kissed her, hard. The next few seconds were just a flurry of her hands ripping off my clothes, and my hands being shoved under her lingerie. I was completely naked, and on top of her, so I let my tits swing and hit her face. I reached down and I was absolutely shocked to see a puddle pooling around her vagina. Not wanting any to go to waste and without thinking, I immediately just started eating her out, and it was the best goddamn head I ever gave to anyone ever. I just know it was. I ate her pussy how I wanted mine to be eaten, fingered her until she was screaming my name. She started to push me away as she started to orgasm, but I didn’t let her and kept sucking her cute little clit until it became swollen. My face was absolutely drenched and dripping with pussy juice, and she told me after she never knew she could even squirt. We experimented a little more, came and squirted a couple more times together, then cuddled for the night.
She was already gone in the morning to run errands, so I got picked up again by my boyfriend and went home. I didn’t tell him what happened, but I got a text from my friend later in the evening which made it all pointless anyway. She said she wanted to thank me for last night and while it opened her up to her own sexuality, she didn’t want to continue it any further because she actually wanted to pursue someone else. She said she knew I would understand because I was a great friend, but I didn’t know how to tell her it actually shattered me inside.
I still haven’t replied to her, I’m so heartbroken and unsure about everything now in my life. The only thing I know for sure is that I don’t want to be with my boyfriend anymore. The only problem is I moved hours away to live with him, and he’s currently paying for all our rent and bills, but I guess I finally have an excuse to leave him and apply for my first job. Wish me luck.

We had our first “swinging” encounter, and it was everything I could have hoped for! [MFM]

Originally posted in r/Swingers and was told it would fit here.

(I put “swinging” in quotes because what we did was *technically* hotwifing but, as we’re using it as a springboard into the swinging lifestyle, I still consider it swinging. Anyway, here’s Wonderwall…)

My boyfriend and I had decided before the *dreadful days of darkness and despair* that we would like to swing together. All very healthy stuff and boundaries put in place; we knew that all it would take was a word from the other person and things could end or change (so long as we were both on the same page, obviously). We were hoping to start at parties where it would be easier to socialize and dip our toes in the water. We had even been approved for an invite to a private party, but nature had different plans and we had to cancel… We were pretty bummed.

Unfortunately the dark times began almost immediately thereafter, and we took the precaution not to attend swinging parties/clubs until things headed back toward more “normal” territory. We took that time to learn each other better; communicate more of our needs, wants, and fantasies in the bedroom; and really overall improved our sex lives with fairly constant vigilance.

[Erotica Story] Daddy’s Dirty Little Thief

*Courtesy of* [StoryVa (Online Free Sex & Erotic Stories)](https://storyva.com/?utm_source=sor&utm_medium=le&utm_campaign=lnkstory&utm_term=daddys-dirty-little-thief&utm_content=1) *as the main source of the story.*

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Synopsis:

*Klara works as a maid on the weekends, cleaning her neighbours’ houses for extra cash. She is apprehensive to take on a job working for her stepdad, who separated from her mom a couple of years before. Her stepdad took everything in the divorce, including the house that Klara grew up in! Seeing an opportunity, she steals money from his wallet when she goes inside to clean. But Klara’s luck takes a turn for the worse when her stepdad returns and catches her red handed. She has no choice but to take his punishment, no matter how brutal.*

I grimaced as I pulled up outside the big white house with the red door. It was exactly how I’d remembered it, neat and tidy with roses around the border. I had hoped that my stepdad might have let it fall into a state of disrepair, so that he wouldn’t get to admire its beauty every day like I had done growing up there.

Temptation Diaries…Helping out (M)y (f)Wifes (f)riend during a dry spell Part 1 [FFM]

Long Time lurker First Time Poster. I’m certainly not a writer, so be gentle. This happened about 3 years ago………..

Temptation is an Adult Resort in Mexico. Not a Swingers resort, but what some call a “Swayers” resort. Fun crowd, party atmosphere, costume parties, endless amounts of booze and topless optional. I call it Swingers High School. Some Graduate and go to Desire Resort, clothing optional and mostly swingers. My wife(Dana) and I usually do split trips. 4 nights at Temptation then 4 nights at Desire. For context, Dana is 30 something, 5’7”, 130lbs, perfect B cup boobs and the most amazing ass! And she is also a former beauty queen. Yes I’m a very lucky man. I’m 40ish 6’3″, 230 and fit.

This particular trip, we invited 3 of our single friends(2 guys one girl), to go with us for the Temptation portion of the trip. We had described the resort to them, so they basically knew what to expect. The Girl, Kim, my wife’s friend…..early thirties, 5’5”, attractive with large(D or DD) fake, but well done boobs and a bubble ass to match. We have been out and partied with her many times and she is a blast. A little curvier than my normal taste, but nonetheless Hot!

I [M] lost myself to toxic behavior fooling with my [F] (ex)wive’s sister.

**PREFACE:** I had multiple occurrences with my ex-wife’s sister of a sexual nature. It started out innocent, or to what I thought was innocent as it didn’t register in my brain as anything else, until it became something else. Just for you to note, my ex-wife and her sister are not super attractive. They borderline on being average looking – which isn’t bad. They are just both normal looking women but being sisters, they are just fundamentally different. I wish I could say I fucked the shit out my hot ex-wife’s hot sister – but truthfully, no. You could say I fucked two ugly – moderately looking women. What made it erotic, was that it is taboo to fool around with your sister-in-law while almost getting caught every time. It was a euphoric rush and since this is 100% nonfictional story, names are changed. For the purpose of the story, I will refer to my (ex)wife as just the Wife and other variations. I will refer to my Ex-wife’s sister as Lorie.

TL;DR – fooled around with sister-in-law while I slowly slipped into toxic relationship/behavior unknowingly until it was too late.

[F]ooling around sexually with my brother and my husband ((update 3))

Hi I’m Dee,

Please, before judging, if you haven’t read my original posts – especially the first – they’re on my profile. Thanks for being considerate if this isn’t your thing. I understand. It wasn’t mine either! ? xxx

Anyway, what happened next was, I woke up late on Saturday morning, and they’d both left already. I sent my husband a text message saying I missed him already, then drew a big bubble bath and lay there for an hour. I wasn’t going to see a lot of him over the weekend because he works a full day on Saturdays and Sunday would be Father’s Day so we’d be spending it with our own families.

It was true that I missed him already – in fact I missed both of them quite sorely. As I lay in the bath, the house was still and everything was quiet except for the sound of bubbles popping in the water, and I realized I felt an absence. It seemed strange – but I wished they were both there with me – my brother too.

[F]ooling around with my brother and my husband – UPDATE 3

Hi!

If you haven’t read it – here’s my original [post ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ii09gi/fooling_around_with_my_husband_and_my_brother_mmf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

And my [second post ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ik3tnz/fooling_around_with_my_husband_and_my_brother/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

You *really* want to read those first – especially the first. ? ?

Anyway, what happened next was, I woke up late on Saturday morning, and they’d both left already. I sent my husband a text message saying I missed him already, then drew a big bubble bath and lay there for an hour. I wasn’t going to see a lot of him over the weekend because he works a full day on Saturdays and Sunday would be Father’s Day so we’d be spending it with our own families.

It was true that I missed him already – in fact I missed both of them quite sorely. As I lay in the bath, the house was still and everything was quiet except for the sound of bubbles popping in the water, and I realized I felt an absence. It seemed strange – but I wished they were both there with me – my brother too.

[MF] The day after my friend and I went to our first orgy

I was begged to post how me and my friend ended up dating from our orgy experience. – which is detailed on my profile if you want to see but otherwise, we both thought we were genius going to a swingers orgy like a couple, to get laid. In the end, we got lost in the moment and fucked. This is the morning after.

I look like [this](https://old.reddit.com/user/KJisbored/comments/ipcw82/should_i_post_more/).

And my gf is a brunette, shoulder length hair, mid twenties at the time, (now we’re late twenties), and she could play Jennifer Lawrence’s body double.

Anyway, the next morning, I woke up at 11am – which is crazy late for me. I was spent. My dick was sore. I check my phone, 4 missed calls and one message :”We need to talk, can I come over? xoxo”.

1pm, she comes to my flat and I’m in my trousers and t-shirt. I open the door and our eyes lock. She’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Neither of us sexy in any way. But that look. God. That look in her eyes. We were supposed to talk but we didn’t say a word. She stood there and we just stared at each other for what felt like hours but was probably only seconds. Our eyes said everything.