The Neighbor [M/F] [Cheating] [Old/Young]

My name is Brittany and I am almost 22 years old, am an army wife and been married three years.  In the past three months, we have been uprooted from the army base near where we are from and plunked down in the middle of a new base five hundred miles away from friends and family.  It would not be so bad if Derrick had not gotten emergency orders to ship out within a few weeks of us moving here.  Everyone seems to have their cliques and I am an outsider. 

I have a hard time making new friends.  Although the housing we were in was for married couples, right before Derrick shipped out, an older single man moved into the apartment across the hallway.  He only had forty-five days left before he retired so they let him stay there since it was temporary.  We all three had talked and we even had him over for dinner a couple of times but it felt weird being friends with a single man so I just spoke to him when we passed in the hallway or coming and going after Derrick shipped out.

Naughty Catherina [M/F] [Cheating]

I stared at Ricardo’s back as he worked on the eggs in the kitchen, he is a loving man, beautiful inside and out, but I wasn’t satisfied. I yearned for more, I wanted to explore, I needed excitement, when I married Ricardo I was side blinded by what I saw, he was the first man I lay with, everything was fine, but something was amiss in the bedroom. Ricardo had no element of surprise.

“Want some coffee ?” Ricardo had asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.

“Hmm… no, I prefer tea, use honey, no cream.”

“Okay, baby.”

He brought my breakfast to me on the sofa with a grin on his face, he loved doing this, he loved being the perfect gentleman, I’m so vile for being disgusted by this act, after all, any lady would kill for this.

“What’s wrong, Catherina? You look worried.” He asked me, his thick Spanish accent accentuating his English.

“Oh, it’s nothing darling. I’m thinking about a vacation” I lied through my teeth biting into my toast with a sly smile.

“Ah! That’s not a bad idea. We need it, and I feel like we need to reconnect, don’t you think ?”

Games with the Devil [M/F] [Cheating]

“We are attending a cocktail party tomorrow, darling.” My husband, Tim, said to me as he got ready for work.

“Oh…” I responded cocking my head to the side as I waited for more details.

Tim turned to glance at me, a smile lit up his face.

“It’s my promotion party. I’m now an Executive Officer.” He said.

“Shut up!” I exclaimed, jumping to my feet on the bed. We had been waiting for this moment, Tim has worked as Office Manager at Bryson’s Company for twelve years.

“This is so awesome! Oh my gosh, Tim! Why didn’t you tell me last night?” I exclaimed.

“You were asleep, baby.” He said as he chuckled

“Uhh… Wake me up, duh!”

“Stop exaggerating!” he said while he combed through his blonde hair.

This man, he was always so calm about everything but not me, I liked to be bubbly and extra.

“I am going gown shopping. I need to look like the Queen of the event.” I had said dreamily, a smile on my face. I love this man so much, my vanilla man.

“You are a Queen everyday baby.”

“Tim…”

Lunch With My Husband’s Boss [M/F] [Cheating]

I remember the day like it was yesterday when it has actually been three months since that day Greg came rushing into the apartment shouting that he got the dream job; a job I had no idea he had applied for.  For over 25 years, Greg had been a salesman for a pharmaceutical company, which involved a lot of traveling.  The new job was with West Coast Pharmaceutical, which meant we had to pull up roots and move across country to Oregon.  The one good thing with this new job was that there was little to no travel as Greg would be a manager of a group of sales personnel so we moved.  It was the second marriage for both of us and our kids were scattered across the US so we had no family ties.

Greg had just left for work when my cell phone went off.  I figured it was my best friend from Virginia who calls at least once a week but usually it was on the weekend, not during the week. 

I hit the talk button and said, “Good morning Suzy,” without looking at the number.

How I [M] got over the worst dry spell of my life by having sex with a wife [F] while her husband listened in the next room [M]

So a bit of background about me. At the time I had just turned 21, I’m 6ft tall, and have a sort of mop of messy brown hair with some stubble. I’m usually told I look cute despite being quite tall, I just have a quite non threatening vibe. My long term relationship ended earlier in March when my girlfriend broke it off in the most dramatic of fashions, and some of the stuff she said at the end absolutely shattered my self esteem. Id always been quite proud of myself in the bedroom but I lost all confidence and it really showed.

As is normal after a break up I was straight on a dating app to try to get something on the rebound. A few tinder dates did come round but sadly that was the only time they would cum. I finished much too quickly every time, and after a few dates I stopped even getting hard at all. My confidence seemed to spread to my profile and I stopped even getting matches. I couldn’t even catch a girls eye on a night out and I basically gave up my lovelife. However my sex drive was still there, and desperate and low as I was I turned to the logical place.

he [M] fucked this cheating wife [F] raw…

You can read my earlier post about [London](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iefcex/from_work_trip_ons_to_longdistance_fuckbuddy_fm/) for more context.

I [F 34] was in a major city in Australia last year for a work conference and really needed to let off some steam. It had been a stressful, sexless year with my long-term partner, and I was excited for another stealthy sexcapade. I hit it off with a witty Australian guy on Tinder. Let’s call him… Mike. Mike’s about 6’2″-3″, dark-haired, had a few really nice tattoos, lean and athletic but not too skinny, and a really great pair of glasses… He had a really dry, laconic sense of humour, and I get weak-kneed for suave, sporty nerds. We started exchanging naughty messages throughout the day, and I’ve excerpted some of our exchanges here:

*Me: Anything you’d like to do to me in the bedroom?*

*Him: I’d like to shove you face down and absolutely slam your pussy*

*Me: Yes please…*

*Him: Anything you want to do to me?*

*Me: I want to kneel in front of you and go down on you until I feel like choking… fuck I’m making myself wet at this point and I need to be at an event soon*

from work trip ONS to long-distance fuckbuddy [FM]

(head down to xxxxx for the juicy stuff)

My husband and I (F 34) have a wonderful friendship and intellectual partnership, but we’re quite incompatible sexually. He’s great at going down on me, but not particularly gifted in the size department. While we do have sex it’s very vanilla… I’ve tried to encourage him (repeatedly, and as gently as possible) to be a bit naughtier, to pin me down or dominate me, but he’s incredibly weirded out by even the hint of a kink. Plus, I’m more sexually experienced than he is — I was the second and final person he’d ever had sex with when we tied the knot many years ago, while I’ve had about 20 sexual partners.

Anyway, before this pandemic happened, both of us travelled very often for work. I’d travel every two months, and my husband would travel at least twice a month. I began to crave getting a sexual fix during our times apart. I would go on Tinder in cities I knew I could be pretty anonymous in, give myself a different name, and make it clear I just wanted an exciting fuck. I would look out for men who were confident, slightly arrogant, extroverted and garrulous — because I knew I’d never be emotionally attracted to any of them, but that they would dominate me in exactly the way I wanted to be dominated in bed. This is about the first time this happened.

Kira’s Life – Chapter 2 – Returning Home [f and M] [inc] [fiction]

Thanks for reading Chapter 1 :) If you haven’t yet, you can check it out [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/fwdy00/kiras_life_chapter_1_my_first_trip_to_the_south_f/)

It’s been a week since we got back home from the south. There was a lot going on in my mind after what happened, even if its been a few weeks since that time with Ricky. We went back to the store a few times after that, but it was like nothing ever happened. Not like I wanted to have anything happen, but though it was a lot of fun and I have no regrets and I’d even probably do it again with the right guys, something kept me wanting more. I was finally in an environment where I was being cared for and I didn’t feel unwanted all the time.

A lot of that is thanks to my dad, Westley. I wasn’t hurt that he wasn’t in my life until my mom died. After all, it wasn’t his fault that he didn’t know about me, and I don’t blame my mom for making things more complicated with all the hate we were already receiving. If anything, she made the sacrifice to put that all aside to make sure I had family who loved me in my life.

How my “now wife” but at the time gf [F] became addicted to exposing herself.

Hello there, I’m brand new to this. [M] 27 .

I opened up to some random dude online about all the fucked up shit my wife and I have been through from the past and it turned out fun and refreshing. So decided to share some of our experiences here.

Also I’m not a writer, so chill. ?

After dating my gf for 6ish months we get ourselves a small shitty flat in the town center where we live. With this new found freedom we start to go out hitting the town alot to the point it was very rare for us not to be out.

As you can imagine, me 19 and her just turned 18 we’re still in the honeymoon season and fucking like rabbits on crack. But as straight up fucking becomes the norm we begin exploring other options, fantasies and experiences. This leads to loads of random shit, that could be another story for another day.

His birthday present was my mouth [MF]

It was his birthday. We had been planning a weekend downtown again to celebrate. I had gotten basketball tickets, and took him to his favorite pizza place. We had been talking about what he’d like more than anything for his birthday and he told me a story about what he’s always asked for, including from his ex-wife but never had gotten the one thing he wanted.

It was a simple gift, really. One I enjoyed giving him immensely. He just wanted to be woken up in the gentlest, sexiest way…

When he woke up the next morning he woke up to my mouth on him. I had gently climbed under the sheets and pulled his dick out of his boxers. He was still sound asleep so it was warm and soft. I put my mouth on it and rolled my tongue over the top a few times. He stirred. I sucked on it a little, letting my mouth get it wet, and I rubbed it some. He woke up a little bit didn’t open his eyes. I could feel him starting to become erect.