My Friend’s Big Dick (Wifes perspective) [Group]

After my wife saw my post and a couple requests for her perspective she decided to write it down. We hope you enjoy it. Also here is a link to the my side of things if you aren’t in the know. [My Friend’s Big Dick [Group]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/da6wj3/my_friends_big_dick_group/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

I read my husband’s (yellow as he dubbed himself) story and it really made me start thinking about those days. I suppose I’ll follow his example and follow things chronologically, but focus a little more on the sex instead of the rest of it.

I was probably in high school when I first met Red. I didn’t really know anything about him other than he was Yellow’s best friend. I never really understood why they got along so well as they had very different interests. Red was a gamer and my husband was a hunter. That’s a very generalized summary but I feel it’s a good example.

There were the rumors in school that Yellow mentioned in his post, but I really only knew about Red’s situation because one of my friends were one of the girl’s who had been trying to get a little friendly with him.

[MF] Wife was dating

Way back when we first started dating my wife was just getting out of another relationship. She dated both of us on and off for a couple months before we started to get serious. Eventually I told her she had to end it with this other guy but everytime she was tried to break up with him they ended up fucking instead.

He had a BBC and knew how to tease her and push all of her buttons (and holes) everytime.! This went on a few times and eventually she got over it and was able to end it. I didnt think it was hot at the time but now I do

Who knew a football jersey could look so sexy [MF]

Last weekend I was introduced to how a football jersey can be sexy when worn by the right person. A few weeks ago before my wife Amy had to travel for work she scrolled through my tinder and found me a new FWB that she thought looked sexy. A quick run down on her, Nina is a sophomore at the college we live near. She’s a little taller than my wife who’s 5’1, she’s mixed Thai and Norwegian with long black hair that she usually has in two braids nearly reaching the top of her ass. Her ass has a natural thickness to it that she definitely shows off to her advantage and her breasts are fake DDs courtesy of her step mom. I can’t get enough of her.

We’ve hung out a lot over the past few weeks while Amys been traveling, sending her pictures when she requests them. Nina and I clicked the first time we met and ended up fucking in the back of my car in between her classes the next day. She has spent the night at my house and we have spent time smushed in her dorm. This past weekend she dragged me back to her dorm and changed my perspective on football jerseys.

Alone For The Weekend [Incest] [F/d] [Non-Con]

*Gulp, gulp, gulp, and hold…*

My throat was burning from tonight’s hour-long session. Just like before, dad had waited till around midnight to sneak out of bed and enter my room. He brought the same long-sleeve shirt, tied it behind my back, before dragging me inside my closet just as before. It had been a few weeks now since this became a regular thing, sometimes he’d spend an hour, sometimes longer. It’s hard to accept how all those looks, awkwardly long hugs and inappropriate gropes were all leading up to such barefaced abuse. He was constantly pushing boundaries, and mom and I both just sort of allowed it. Whether I was to blame, or mom, or dad, who even knows at this point. Judging by the way he used me, it’s safe to assume he’d been wanting to do this for quite some time.

*Gulp, gulp, gulp, and hold again…*

As he wraps his hands around my hair and pulls me off, I plead for a break for as long as I can, and the stinging in my throat resurfaces from the touch of cold air. He grabs a shirt from the floor and wipes my face away. I can feel him fixing my hair again up to form a bun, and I’m left sobbing at the thought that he’s not nearly as done as I hoped he would be.

[MF] Calling in sick at work to sneak into my jerkass neighbor’s home and breed his willing wife

[Trying to shock my ugly annoying neighbor into leaving me alone got me the hottest fuck I’ve had all year](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/db8y3v/mf_trying_to_shock_my_ugly_annoying_neighbor_into/)

[Snatching my ugly neighbor away from her family for a quick fuck](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dbzu9d/mf_snatching_my_ugly_neighbor_away_from_her/)

This is a follow up to the above.

**TL;DR -** Friday, last week, whilst being pestered by my BBW butterface neighbor, Alice, we got caught up in a sudden, hot ‘hate fuck’ (ostensibly) moment. We warmed up to each other considerably after and she’s been driving me crazy horny since. I’m 24, whilst she’s 30-something (*maaaaybe* early 40s, but I doubt it) and gets off to calling me daddy during sex.

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After our last meeting on Saturday, I haven’t really had much contact with Alice except for a coffee at Starbucks on Monday and the odd text afterward and on Tuesday, but, otherwise, things have mostly been silent. At least until yesterday. I was still sleeping when an incoming text woke me up bleary-eyed and irritated to see that it’s not yet 6 am. My annoyance didn’t last long when I see that Alice is the sender, so I opened it up to see what was on her mind.

Her name is Amy [MF]

Her name is Amy. I watched her grow up. From a little tomboy playing football with the neighborhood boys to her first bikini in the backyard pool to her high school prom dress I watched her grow up. At eighteen she could easily have been mistaken for a twenty five year old women. All the curves and just a perfect personality. I did not know it but she had no boyfriends in high school. Seems she may have intimidated the pimply teen boys of her school.

I am self employed, working out of my house. The summer after her graduation, she came over while I worked in the garage. This girl is five foot four, slender legged and maybe 100 pounds. Her breasts I estimate at heavy C’s and her stomach is flat as a washboard. A face as pretty as a movie star, this little girl is HOTT. She had a bare belly tee and cutoff jean shorts. Cutoff way too high if she were my daughter. Cutoff just right for this situation though. She asked me normal stuff. Questions about my work and what I was doing. Then she dropped a bombshell. She just blurted out she had never been kissed and did not know how to do it. I was silent. She is eighteen and I am thirty five. What do I say to that? 

[MF] Birthday fun

Yesterday was my birthday, and being in your 40s means that it’s not a big deal like it used to be.

After we had put the kids to bed my wife opened a bottle of wine, got out some fancy desserts she had bought and we sat on the couch. When it was time to refill the wine she sent me to kitchen while she got the last present.

When I returned she was on the couch wearing a seethru baby doll nightie, no panties with her feet on the couch and playing with her pussy.

“You’ve been saying you want this. Happy birthday.”

For the past few weeks I’ve commented how I would just love her to randomly look at me and say “eat my pussy” when we’re sitting on the couch. Tonight is the night it was happening.

To add to it, she had gotten waxed the day before. She’s usually good about keeping everything neat in a “mom bush”, but now there were perfectly bare lips and the faintest hint of a landing strip.

Blame it on Carlos [MF]

The vet said he was seven or eight years old when I adopted him from the shelter, which suited me fine because that made us a pair. I turned 50 recently, needed a canine wingman, and he was perfect.

The folks at the shelter called him Carlos, and I kept that name when I brought him home. He was the kind of dog who would stay in the front yard all day long and never roam. Or go on a walk and not need a leash.

So I was a bit surprised one afternoon to learn that ole’ Carlos had wandered off. It wasn’t like him, but I discovered he had been lured away by a bag of popcorn held by a 12-year old neighbor. This young man knew Carlos well, as he and his mom had joined us on walks many times over the last couple years.

The mom was Anna, a 40-ish divorced woman who lived across the street. Anna was a sight too; half-Japanese, beautiful brunette hair and dark eyes, bright smile, and still looking like the college track athlete she had been 20 years ago. At this age her breasts were a bit fuller and her curves had rounded out, but she was still lovely in every way.

The Friday Show – the following morning (3) [F-solo] [M-solo] [FFMM] [exhibitionism] [mc]

Laura was woken up by the unrelenting ring of her phone. She struggled to keep her eyes open. Her mouth was dry and with a foul taste.

She swallowed and reached clumsily for the phone to answer the call.

Her voice slurry as she answered:
“Yes”

There was a pause from the other side.
“Laura? It’s Ron. Ron Hayden. From the Post”.

Ron was an old acquaintance, almost a friend. Laura cleared her throat: “Hi Ron. How are you?”

“Worried. Are you home?”

“Uh, yes”

“What are you doing?”

Laura’s eyes were fixed on the screen. The same studio as the day before, but with three different people now.

The blond girl had been replaced by a redhead with curly hair, an hourglass figure, and long, slender legs. She was wearing green lace lingerie and nothing else.

She was kneeling on the floor in the middle of the studio, in front of a tall, dark-haired man. He had the muscular body of an athlete and the impressive cock of a pornstar. The girl was holding his ass with both hands and slowly, methodically and passionately licking and sucking the hard member in front of her face.

Hotwife Starbucks Hookup [MF]

First let me describe my wife. She is now a BBW, 5-02, 200, 38-32-44. She has beautiful shoulder length platinum hair. Her company has offices throughout the region and she occasionally travels for work, once or twice a year maybe. She has been known to find a playmate during these trips.

Yesterday she had to attend a 10 a.m. meeting at a facility about two hours away. She left home about 7:30 dressed in a black business suit with a shiny blue blouse and black flats. The meeting ran a little long and didn brake up until 12:30. She begged off going out to lunch and left for home.

Just before she got on the interstate, she decided to pee and grab a coffee at the Starbucks. Just as she got to the door a guy came up and opened the door for her. Being a good southern girl she said “Thank you.” Surprisingly, instead of saying “You’re welcome,” the guy said “You are beautiful.” She stampered out another “You’re welcome,” and headed to the bathroom.