Tag: Wife

Beach Vacation with Kate [mf]

I’ve been married for about twelve years. My wife, Kate, has always been a little shy about her sexuality. We have great sex, pretty often, but fairly vanilla. But she isn’t comfortable being sexual in any way in public. No kissing more than a quick peck, and she never wears anything revealing or sexy when we are out, even on a date. We live in a small town in northern Ohio, and everybody knows everybody, so I get it. Plus she grew up in a conservative, religious household where sex was treated as something shameful.

When we go to the beach at Lake Erie, she always insists on wearing a one-piece swimsuit with a high neck and as little leg showing as possible. I’ve tried to get her to wear bikinis, but she just won’t do it. The idea of seeing someone she knows while wearing so little mortifies her.

I have learned, though, that when we’re on vacation, away from the risk of being seen by anybody we know, her level of inhibitions lowers quite a bit. Four Summers ago, we took a week long trip to the Outer Banks of NC, and I was hoping she’d loosen up a bit. The beach we were staying at actually allowed women to be topless, and according to my research online, had a reputation as an “unofficial” nude beach. Read more »

[MF] 2nd time with Anna

The second time I cheated on my wife was only six days after the first time. Anna told me that she would be back next week and she meant it. This time when I opened my front door she walked right in without saying a word and kissed me passionately. I barely had time to close the door before I was pulling off her dark grey shirt. Her firm breasts spilled out and my hands immediately began to rub and caress her beautiful curves. Anna then removed my shirt and starting kissing my chest and neck like she had last time. We traded turns kissing each other and each other’s exposed torsos for a while. I had never been turned on by someone as much as she did.

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Secretly happy I lost a bet [MF]

Posted this story a few months ago, thought I’d tell it again for those who might have missed it. Made a couple bets with a buddy, and it didn’t turn out as intended.

Week 16 of the football season I lost a football wager with a buddy (Dallas/Philly). The stakes were nude pics of our wives, and unfortunately I lost. He got to see all the nudes of my wife, and I didn’t get anything. I also had to share the nude pics of her on the dallas and philly r4r’s.

Guess he liked what he saw, because he said he wanted to try and get with her. Meanwhile, I still wanted to see the pics of his wife, so I figured we’d make another bet, and one I was sure I was going to win. If I won, I got to see the pics. If he won, I had to arrange it so I took the kids away for a day with the wife home alone, and let him know so he can pop by and try it out. I got to pick the game, so of course I went with the sure bet of Baltimore beating the Titans in the playoffs. That didn’t turn out so well. Read more »

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Two [FM, FMM, Incest]

**CHAPTER TWO**

Jamie Carter’s husband Michael was upset with her. She could hear the edge in his voice over the phone, even though the loud country music blaring from the jukebox in the diner made it difficult to make out all the words. She pressed the phone to one ear and covered the other, trying to block out the noise.

“…told you that the Mazda wouldn’t make that trip,” Michael said. “Where are you?”

“About a hundred fifty miles from Greenleaf,” she said. “The car needs a new axle and the local garage doesn’t have one for a 323. They say the parts guy can have it here tomorrow.”

“Damn it,” Michael snapped. “I’ll come get you. Tell me exactly -”

“You can’t,” Jamie said, nodding gratefully as the waitress brought her beer to the booth. “Mom had a doctor’s appointment this afternoon. She dropped the boys off with Beth but she can’t keep them overnight. You need to get them home. I’ve booked a room for the night in the motel here.”

“But – ” Read more »

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter One [FF, FM, Incest]

**CHAPTER ONE**

At one o’clock in the afternoon on a Tuesday in May Lucille Aldrich sat on the edge of an examination table in Doctor Norman’s office. She wore nothing but a backless, pink paper robe, and the green vinyl upholstery of the table was cold against her slender ass cheeks. She shifted uncomfortably and watched as Courtney Harris, the young physician assistant who worked in Norman’s practice, flipped through her medical records.

“You’re fifty-one…” Courtney read aloud, “blood pressure 120 over 60, cholesterol good, all the standard tests come back negative. You’re in excellent health, overall. Exercise?”

“I’ve got two grandchildren to keep me busy, and a boy of my own still at home. I’m always up and moving.” Lucille said. “But yes, I do find time to work out. Aerobics, yoga…”

“Of course.” Courtney closed the folder and looked directly at Lucille, smiling. “I can see that you’re *very* fit.” She looked Lucille up and down appraisingly. Read more »

[Group] The second time I went to a swingers club with my best friend

[Here’s the first time!](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hvqy9e/group_my_best_friend_wanted_to_go_to_a_swingers/)

So, when Paul and I realized we’d bought a membership, and not just a one night ticket, we kind of blew it off at first, or at least I did. Paul had been obsessing over the themed nights. He’d picked out a few as ones he really wanted to go to and let me narrow them down once he got me on board for going again.

We settled on Cosplay Night because it looked like it would be the most fun to watch. Paul instantly went for dressing up as Deadpool, which was essentially a red greenman outfit. I really didn’t have any solid ideas so I went kind of sailor moonish with my schoolgirl outfit and silk shirt that looked kind of like their tops. We took some polaroids which I’m trying to find and will link here when I do find them.

Paul and I both decided pretty quickly that we’d rather be rolling than drunk, so on the way to the club we took 175mg each and washed it down with some carrot and ginger juice and decided to only have a glass or two of wine while we were there. We also had another 120mg each stashed in the bag if we decided we wanted to redose. Read more »

[MM] How I Discovered I Wasn’t Gay

So far, I have posted a few dares that mainly displayed girls being mean to girls in a sense. Here I have a story about myself that is just as troublesome. This takes place on the same night that I did my streak. Indeed, a lot happened that night.

After swallowing my cum, Mandy had it out to get me back somehow. Even though I didn’t issue that dare. At any rate, she dared me to blow my friend. I didn’t know that I wouldn’t be able to do it. I was straight as far as I knew, but I hadn’t ever tried anything gay. Read more »

Buying a [more naive than non-consensual] 22-yr-old present for David

“I have a special birthday surprise for you,” I said. David grinned.

“Is that so?” he smiled, tugging on one of the straps that held my bra up. He kissed me “I do hope it involves whatever’s underneath that incredibly subtle trench coat.”

“Oh, it does,” I said, standing up. I untied the trench coat and let it drop. I was wearing red lingerie, the kind with garters and a strappy push-up bra. David smiled and leaned back on the couch, taking it all in.

“But I also have something else for you. Something you’ll never forget. You just sit right here…” I told him, hopping up off the couch and going to retrieve my present from the other room.

A minute later I returned to the room, bringing a gorgeous, 22-year-old Russian woman with me.

“Jesus Christ, Sandi!” he said, jumping up and zipping his pants immediately. “What is going on?!”

“I bought her. At auction. For the night,” I said, gleefully.

“You WHAT?!”

“That charity fundraiser last week,” I reminded him. “The one where people were selling off things to raise money for college and scholarships?”

“….Yeah?” Read more »

My Captor [Rape, piss, slave, F/MM ]

My captor.

I used to live in a sun drenched village near the coast. I would take walks on the beach and wonder through the woods. I enjoyed my life, some of the elders though I enjoyed it to much on account of my size. I’m not fat but I am plump, I love food and my father made sure I never wanted for it. He was a banker in our town and a well-respected one at that. Most men in the village didn’t mind my extra padding anyway as it gave me some of the biggest breasts in the town. Those that did mind kept it to themselves especially when I would sing in the church choir. They would stand in awe watching me belting out those notes that seam to come so hard to all the other girls. My life was good, sweet wine, delicious meat and pastries and not nearly a care in the world. Until that cold morning when the ships came. Read more »

I [M] had a kinky ongoing rendezvous with my ex-FWB [F]

I [M] had an ongoing kinky affair with my ex-FWB [F] and I can’t get it off my mind

I’m a mid 40s guy, 5 ft 9, 155 lbs fit. Shaved head and blue eyes. Tattooed and well endowed. Professional and confident. Some years ago now, when I was 30 & unattached in Southern California , I met a beautiful older lady [37] while out with friends one evening. By sunrise, before we even knew each other’s names, I had fucked her bare and she had swallowed my cum in a room at a very nice downtown hotel.

We ended up seeing (and fucking) each other for a couple of years, and our sex rapidly evolved into a more kinky adventure, as we came to realize we liked the same things and as we discovered more about ourselves together. Public play, exhibitionism, dirty talk … Read more »