The time I [M] and the wife [F] got invited to a remote cabin

This one is WAY back, like in the early 70’s. The wife and I had split once, then gotten back together for some reason I still have no answer for. Maybe because of her body, andmy being young and overly virile.

We knew this couple, Gordon and Liz that were close friends. My wife Shari was tiny, 4’8″ although she claimed to be 4’9″. Liz was about 5’8″, tall for a woman, yet Shari and Liz were as close as two women can get. Talk about appearing as night and day, Shari dark hair, Liz was blonde. I was six feet and 200 pounds at the time, Hair overly long, Gordon was around 180, shorter and blockier, he wore glasses and was balding with a widow’s peak. Gordon and I did quite a bit of the “buds” stuff, like fishing, bowling, hunting. We often took the girls out dancing and drinking, but it was always just friends. Perfectly normal for years, except for that one incident, my fault.

Practical Sex-Ed, Ch 1 & 2

# Chapter 1

In her first couple years teaching the senior high honors Human Sexuality class Katie Callahan taught the curriculum exactly as it had been taught for some twenty or thirty years, showing the appropriate videos from the eighties and powerpoints provided by the school board to the students. The few pictures of actual anatomy were grainy pictures of the ugliest genitals to ever pose for a camera. The resources were obviously lacking. The videos never went into specific details of safe sex and intercourse. Rather, it explained the scientific reasons for sex. The male sperm enters the ovary to create a fetus and so on.

The students always had an abundance of questions after the presentation and Ms. Callahan always found it hard to answer these questions.

For instance when she did the class for the tenth grade a student asked “Why do people ever need to wear condoms like the video said? I thought the whole reason for sex was to make babies. I don’t understand?” Her name was Annalee and she was from an oddly conservative family for California, church-going types, and so Ms. Callahan wasn’t surprised that she was the one to ask the question. It was now two years later and Ms. Callahan was once again her teacher, this time for senior year. Most families were like Annalee’s at Angel Grove High. The school had been founded by hard conservative Christians as a private school wanting to protect their children from the evils of the world. It was a miracle that condoms were even mentioned in the older videos.

[M]y wi[f]e calms my nerves

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I was getting some minor surgery done on Thursday, so the night before my wife decided to surprise me and calm my nerves a bit. When I came up the the bedroom, she was in the bathroom with the door closed. I didn’t know anything was up, so I got in bed and turned on Netflix. She opened the door and stood there in a pink baby-doll lingerie and thong set. My wife is about 5’7 with shoulder-length dirty-blonde hair, amazing 36C breasts, and a perfect ass. “Put on a movie, but something we’ve already seen,” she said as she climbs into bed with me.

Within seconds of the tv going on [for background light/sound] we are making out heavily. Soon my hands find their way to her breasts and I start massaging them through her lingerie. She kisses up and down my face and neck, and I do the same to her as I reach in the cup of her top and rub her hard nipples. I have no idea how long this goes on for, but eventually she pops both breasts out and my mouth is immediately drawn to them. She moans as I kiss and suck her nipples. She then pushes me back and has my lie and watch while she plays with her breasts for me. I am speechless as she closes her eyes and really gets into massaging her breasts and playing with her nipples. Eventually she opens her eyes and says, “Do you like what you see? Let me check.” She then reaches down and rubs my hard [about 6.5-7 inch] dick through my shorts and moans.

[MF] Living out a cheating fantasy at a trade show

I love my wife and we have an amazing sex life, but my go-to fantasy is always being on a work trip and having a one-night stand. This past year it came true.

My company had a massive booth presence at a trade show (50 ft x 50 ft) with a small stage. I was giving a presentation on an industry report we had authored and she was sitting in the front row.

We spoke briefly after my presentation, I scanned her badge, and said I would follow-up. That conversation was difficult because she was checking every box: tight jeans on amazing legs and an onion ass, strappy high heels that were almost inappropriate for the event, a white shirt with a button undone and a big necklace that drew the eye into the cleavage that wasn’t shy about the size of her breasts. But that smile was what got me.

It was an imperfect smile, kind of like the singer Jewel. She had a tiny little gap between in her teeth. When she smiled her mouth would be a little crooked as she tried to hide it, but that was so much hotter.

Massaging my way back into [M]y wi[F]e’s ass

It started like it often does, with a massage. I purposefully try not to turn every time I massage my wife into sex cause that is clique, but this time we both knew from the start where it was headed, as evidenced by her asking if she should take her panties off with a sly smile before I even started. I sat on her butt and oiled up her back and shoulders, giving her a long relaxing massage, moving down to her lower back. I skipped her butt for now and went down to oil up and massage her thighs and calves, making sure to work my hand up between her thighs just enough to brush her lips every now and again as I went. Then after some lovely soft moaning from her I moved up and sat on the backs of her legs, getting a fantastic view of her butt with her tight asshole sitting there inbetween her cheeks.

[MF] So last night didn’t go as planned :D

So, for the first time in years, my wife and I were both off for the full 2 weeks between Xmas and NY (off from Dec 24 to Jan 6), just like the kids.

For a while, we were anticipating being able to sleep in in the morning, go to bed late, and have lots of sex…

Long story short, life stuff happened and then her period happened, and the whole thing didn’t go down as we planned. We were both quite disappointed, but decided to still make the most of it for the last few days since we are now stress free and period free lol.

We have a date night planned for Friday, where the kids are going at a sleepover, and the wife and I are planning on trying some toys we got recently (didn’t have a chance to try them yet).

Not wanting to go all out until Friday, I wanted to keep last night and tonight “low key” per se. Well…that didn’t go as planned lol…

My wife went to bed at around midnight, and I followed approx. 30 mins later. She was falling asleep as I got in bed.

[M]y Wi[F]e Lucy Gives Me A Hall Pass (Part II)

[Part 1 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/egr6r9/my_wife_lucy_gives_me_a_hall_pass/)

I gave her a quick rundown of how the roleplay went, during some steamy phone sex I pretended I forgot to hang up and that another woman was sucking me off while I described every little detail to Lucy down the phone. ‘So basically you want me to suck you off while you pretend to cheat on your wife?’ She quizzed with a confused look on her face, ‘yeah and maybe send a few snapchats to her as well’ I continued. She paused for a moment thinking over the situation, ‘Not what I was expecting and definitely no snapchats’ she eventually said breaking the silence, ‘so is that a yes?’ I asked not knowing what she was going to say. She paused even longer this time and I was beginning to panic a little bit, had I just ruined everything. She then moved closer to me and asked ‘so how would this play out exactly?’, as she moved her hand onto my leg. ‘I guess I call Lucy and you not so discretely suck me off as I try my best to convince her everything is normal, then “hang up” and we go to town’. She smiled “I dunno why but this is making me so fucking wet” as she grabbed my hand and guided it towards her already bare pussy, I teased her with my fingers as we made out for a minute or two and she lightly stroked my cock to full attention.

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 5 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 20, available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

Previous Chapters:

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e4j43f/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_1_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e50w0w/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_2_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e98v9l/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_3_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ebh0qr/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_4_mf_inc/)

“Danny, you in here?” Brittney poked her head into the library.

“I’m here.” Daniel looked up from his book. He sat in an old upholstered chair. One leg dangled and swung listlessly over the chair’s floral-print arm. “Just reading.”

“Man, it’s impossible to find anyone in this house.” Brittney walked into the room and sat down facing her brother. She smiled at him and brushed her long, brown hair behind her shoulders. Her modest, floral print dress almost matched the chair she perched on. “What are you reading?”

“*The Manchurian Candidate*.” Daniel stuck his finger in the book to keep his place. “It’s a crazy book.” Daniel’s face twisted into a wry smile. “At one point, the Russians have this guy, Shaw, under hypnosis and make him … ah … make love to his mother.”

[MF] NYE Fun

This isn’t the craziest of stories, but I’ve been replaying it in my head for the past few days.

We have two young kids so a big NYE is usually out of the question unless we want to pay stupid money for a baby sitter. Instead we have another couple over, our kids play together, and they sleep in the guest room.

The real fun was when I crawled into bed and found my wife in only her panties. We made out for a bit, and then I reached around to play with her amazing ass. She rolled on to her stomach and then reached back to pull her thong to the side and said to play with her pussy because she was already wet.

It was a weird angle, but I just kept sliding a finger up and down her wet pussy, only really able to stick in a tip. But that tip was hitting the magically bumpy spot inside that is the g-spot. She found and kept pushing her hips up saying I was at just the right angle and making her super wet.

Meeting the Step Mother -Chapter 1

Meeting the Step Mother

Chapter 1

“Well, here we are!” Exclaimed Harrys Dad. James Brennan looked nothing like his son. Harry was tall and lean, with messy dark hair and piercing green eyes. James, on the other hand was short, stocky and bald. Harry often wondered if he was even his real dad. Now more than ever, he hoped he wasn’t; it could have been his ticket out of this mess. “I’ll get your case out of the boot for you buddy.” Harry just gave a polite smile. James got out of the driver’s side door and proceeded to empty the boot as Harry sent his mother a quick text to let her know he arrived safe. She replied almost instantly. *“okay, hope you have a good time. I’m only a text away if you need me xx”*