Strangers on a Train pt 7 [affair]

Emily cleaned herself up, sucking the cum from her necklace. She adjusted her bra and straddled Micheal’s lap. Micheal placed his hands on her ass while Emily grabbed his face, caressing his cheeks with her thumbs. She gently kissed his lips, letting all the physical intensity cascade through her body, pooling even more between her legs. She rested her forehead against his when she broke the kiss.

“I think we’re both going to be late tonight,” she said.

“I think you’re right,” Micheal said.

He moved them closer to his desk so he could grab his phone to text his wife. He gave Emily her purse so she could do the same. She pulled out something else and put it in her back pocket. She pressed herself further against his already hardening cock.

“I love knowing I get you this turned on,” Emily growled as she kissed his neck and unbuttoned his shirt. She kissed his lips. “Next time, though, in a proper spot.”

Micheal smiled and undid her bra, tossing it to the side. He kissed her neck, down her breasts. Emily bit her lip to keep her moan in. She gasped when he took her pink nipple in his mouth.

A couple of secret stories about my wife [MF]

So, I’ve been wanting to talk about a couple of things from the past and my wife. I can’t talk about it with anybody in my personal life, so this seemed like the best place to share. Here goes:
My wife is, to me, the most stunningly beautiful example of the hometown milf next door. She’s got that kind of beauty and sexiness that you definitely notice immediately, but it grows and grows and grows the more you are around her. We’ve been friends for a very long time. We were friends for a long time before we ever became anything else. And we both married the wrong people first.

We started as an affair. Yeah, I know that was wrong, but it’s how we began our journey of love together. When we first started fucking, I didn’t know exactly what her situation with her first husband was like at home. Was the bedroom dead? Did she just need some dick and was using me to get what he wasn’t giving her? Then, one day, we were making out and had stripped each other naked. I started fingering her soaked wet, bright pink pussy. I sat back to admire the view as I worked her g spot gently with my finger, and out poured what was unmistakeably her husband’s cum. She can get a little creamy but this was different that I had ever seen and still haven’t seen again to this day. I didn’t say anything to her, but I became so incredibly fucking horny at the realization that she had just been fucked recently, and I was about to be her round two cock.

[MF] The lonely latina

I never used to think of myself as “the other guy” that would bang a wife. But alas during my heyday as a fuck boi I opened my door to lots of girls and some of them happened to be married, rather unhappily.

We met on Skout, as unlikely a meeting place as that bot filled app is. I messaged her first because she had a pretty face and I love me some latina. She claimed to be about 5’9″ with a curvy body and after a bit of flirting and non nude pics I had her over. We talked a little and I honestly thought she was just being friendly because at this point I figured things didn’t happen like this, a married woman coming over and it being this direct. She left slightly hurt that I didn’t make a move but after a day of flirting I had her back in my place and we made the briefest of chitchats as we stood.

I just still didn’t believe that I would be so lucky, but I made the decision to move forward with it because I had nothing to lose. So I just moved in closer to her, watching her eyes. I touched her arm, I could feel her anxiety. I move my head closer to hers, I watch her face start to move closer to mine.

Drunk Text[cheating][oral]

Bailey sat, comfortable and curled up on the couch, her husband just a few feet away in an armchair half asleep. Her vibrant red hair was pinned up in a messy bun and she was in her sweat pants and an old t-shirt of her husbands that she liked to sleep in. An episode of American Horror Story was on the tv, but Bailey was somewhat preoccupied with something on her phone.

Bailey’s ex-boss, Karl, had been texting her for weeks. The slightly older man, in his mid forties with sophisticated salt and pepper close cropped hair, had clearly been attracted to Bailey when they had worked together, and now that she had moved on to a new job, he decided to take his subtle flirtations to the next level. He would text her at night asking what she was wearing, wanting to see pictures and even going so far as to ask her if she was touching herself. Bailey had, up until that point, brushed off his inappropriate behavior and ignored his texts. Tonight, however, her interest in his advances was more difficult to ignore. She looked over at her husband, half asleep in his recliner, and with a sly smile to herself, opened her phone and read Karl’s most recent message.

Another encounter with my wife and sister inlaw [MF][F] – Long

Check out my previous stories a bit of background info!

We’d been back from Hawaii for about 3 months at this point. Things were back to normal in every way and nobody seemed to feel the need to talk about what happened between the 3 of us.

One day at work I got an ominous text from my wife that said “I think we need to talk about my sister”. My gut sank and every possible outcome ran through my head, as is typical of someone with my insecurities. I thought, “Oh great she’s been bottling her feelings away and it’s going to explode on me tonight, or here comes the divorce, or maybe she found the dildo her sister stole, either way I’m definitely fucked!”

Well safe to say I overreacted. I don’t pay much attention to my sister inlaw’s relationship with her husband but I guess it’s been rocky, pretty much since we all got back from Hawaii. Sounds like he’s been cheating on her and she’s been ignoring it. Now after my wife explained all of that to me she dropped the bomb…”She needs somewhere to stay”.

Sara’s Self Discovery [Part 1] [MM] [MF] [BDSM]

MY LIFE

It was 4:30 in the morning and the pounding on my door was unrelenting. Who would be so inconsiderate to wake me in such a fashion ?
Stumbling to the door who was I to find but the wife of my neighbor.

Sara was just 25 and as adorable as they come, she had bright red hair and skin as white as alabaster with an assortment of freckles that highlighted her cheeks.
Her skin was so fair and sensitive I believe that she would suffer sunburn from a camera flash and she was 7 months pregnant.

She came to my place because she and her husband were new to our apartment building and I had helped them move in next door to my apartment.
Her reason for the visit, she was feeling alone and unwanted.
Her husband was a fireman and would be on call at the firehouse for three days in a row and then off for three days.
Being alone and in a new city for the first time left her feeling depressed.

Honey Moon Hotwife. [MFM]

If you saw my other post called The Shy Exhibitionist you know how I met my wife Stacy. We had a great time showing her naked body to strange men and even let some of these guys go a little further. Stacy only being 21 with very little experience with men found this new found freedom to be exciting. She liked the fact that I was there to protect her and how turned on I got. Our sex after any of these games as we called it was amazing.

I am 33 and I came to the conclusion Stacy was perfect for me, so I asked her to marry me. She said yes but wondered if we would still pay The Game. I didn`t see why not but then she asked if I still wanted to see another guy fuck her. I did and she was into it too, so we set about making it happen. It wasn`t as easy as we thought. We decided to go out of town and pick some guy up, but we didn`t always agree on the same guy. Then when we did the guy wanted to fuck Stacy but not with me joining in and some didn`t even want me in the room. So with the wedding to plan we kind of gave up on the whole idea.

I fucked my busty massage therapist [MF]… Part 2!

Part 1 for those who haven’t read it: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eci4ok/i_28m_fucked_my_busty_massage_therapist_f/

Well, things certainly took a turn in this story. It seems I’ve gotten into a bit more than I originally bargained for with Allison. You may recall my story I posted about a month ago where I banged my big titted massage therapist whom I’d been seeing for legitimate massages every month or so. I ended by saying I had scheduled another appointment for the following month, but the story actually resumes roughly a week later…

I couldn’t get Allison out of my mind. The thought of my dick between her big soft tits, fucking her doggystyle and cumming all over her back was driving me crazy. I needed to fuck her again, or at least find out if that option was ‘on the table’ so to speak (get it, cause I fucked her on a massage table?)

Lucky for me, I actually had her phone number. I didn’t know if this was actually her phone number but she would text me the day of an appointment from this number just to confirm the massage. I guess it could have technically just been a work phone, but I was planning to text her and see what happened. I figured she would get the message regardless.

Arctic Exploration

Wind blew whisps of snow through the air. Dr. Jonas Mikkelson felt his goggles tightly gripping his face. He had tried to limit the amount of exposed skin but there was only so much he could do. He was feeling every bit of -40° F temperature as the wind harshly battered his face. His full beard did as much as it could to insulate his features but in these conditions it was nearly futile. His research trailer was sight. The blinding snow obscured his vision but he could see a plume of black smoke rising through the sea of white. His wife and partner, Dr. Ingrid Mikkelson, was waiting for him. She made sure the fire in the hearth stayed lit so the trailer was warm enough to soothe his aching muscles when he returned. As he approached the trailer the door slid open. Ingrid had seen him coming and pressed the button to open the door for him. He entered into a small chamber and the door closed and sealed tight behind him. This chamber existed to keep the elements from entering the trailer. Now that the door was locked and sealed he was able to finally enter the trailer. His hands were covered in heavy wool but he was able to turn the latch and enter. Ingrid had started coffee and there was a fresh pot waiting for him. He peeled off his gloves. His hands were red and rough despite the protection of the gloves. He put his hood back and took off his goggles next. His short hair and full beard were dark black but the snow glazed them in a deep white. He shook his head and bits of wet snow flew off of him. Ingrid helped him out of his suit, a thick black snowsuit that covered everything below his neck. Beneath he wore a flannel shirt and jeans made of a thick denim. He was 6’0″ tall, barrell chested but fairly fit. He allowed himself some body fat as yet another protection against the harsh cold.

Nicole Says Yes, Part 1 [Mf] [Mdom] [bd] [wedding/bride] [gangbang] (1,154 words)

**Nicole Says Yes, Part 1**
by All These Roadworks (2020)

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Nicole had saved herself for marriage, like a good girl. Ever since she first been interested in boys, she had fantasised of a perfect first lovemaking with her ideal Prince Charming husband, where she pleased him utterly on their first night of their unending marital bliss.

Jaime was her Prince Charming – handsome, suave, and rich – and their wedding was a perfect princess fantasy of white lace and flowers and chamber music. “I do,” she said, as she stared into his eyes, and meant it with every fibre of her being.

Afterwards, in their expensive hotel room, she said, “You know I’ve said this before, and I meant it. Tonight I want to do whatever it is that makes you happy. Whatever fantasy you have, no judgement. I’ll try my best. I’ve saved myself all my life just for you, and I want to give you everything.”

He smiled at her, still wearing his tuxedo from the wedding, and said, “I won’t say no to that. But just so we’re clear, it’s *anything*, right? I’m not going to bare my soul to you and reveal some embarrassing kink and then have you get cold feet?”