The babysitter (Ff) (voyeur)(spying)

My kids are 4 and 6 and my wife and I have very busy careers and are out of the house a lot so we were very happy when some new neighbors moved in down the street with a 16 year old daughter who wanted to babysit on a regular basis.

April is very cute and in great shape which is pretty easy at 16:I guess. She’s slimmer than I usually like with small breasts which I don’t usually like either but I make an exception in her case because she doesn’t usually wear a bra. When she comes over to babysit she usually bring her homework and a gym bag. She’s really into yoga.

One night my wife and I were out and she started feeling sick so we can’t home early. We walked in to see April face down ass up on her yoga mat in a pose I would later learn was called extended puppy pose. She was wearing the tightest and tiniest shorts I’d ever seen and a tiny thin sports bra. I was instantly hard. When she left and my wife went to bed I jerked off to the image still in my head.

The time [M]y girl[F]riend made me cum while driving her home.

I hope you wonderful people enjoy the story I’m about to share. It’s about exactly what the title says.

First off, this is going to be a suuuuper long read. So if you don’t like novels, don’t read this story. I understand that it’s called r/gonewildstories and not r/gonewildnovels, but it’s a story none the less that I took the time to recapture for y’all. So enjoy!

I apologise for any issues in formatting as I’m posting this from my phone. Here we go!

My wife, then girlfriend and I had spent our nights like most people our age. We would do some making out, maybe play some video games, watch a movie or some tv, and probably polish off a frozen pizza. It was a wonderful life. We were both still in high school and lived with our parents so unfortunately, all of the great evenings we had would eventually come to an end.

I would drive her home almost every night we spent together. Her parents were much more strict when it came to us spending time together. *Spoiler Alert* They had every right to be nervous about us being alone, as we had sex constantly. And when I say constantly I mean it. Go back to the standard itinerary for our evenings and put “have sex” in between each and every one of the things listed. That’s about right.

[M]arried Couple [F]inds Sexy Summer Sunday – Part II

I was feeling great after cumming twice on this Sunday already, but I was still craving the taste of Lorrie’s freshly shaved pussy. It is by far my favorite sexual experience. I’ve always liked eating pussy, and had been with several women over the years before my wife and I met. But there is something about Lorrie’s pussy that draws me in more than any ever had before.

So she puts the toddler down, and sweaty from mowing the grass, I jump in the shower. I do a little manscaping. Nothing extreme, but I like to keep things short and trimmed so I don’t look like an old man with astroturf marbles. I lock up the house for the night, straighten up the master bedroom so it looks like a place where sexy times could happen. When the toddler is down, Lorrie comes in the room and goes straight to the shower. I know she’s doing her thing so that we can continue our sexy times before retiring for the night.

[M]arried Couple [F]inds Sexy Summer Sunday – Part I

First time poster. My wife and I have been enjoying a sexual renaissance of sorts for about the past year. Immersed in stressful jobs and being new parents, we had both put on some weight. Last spring and summer, my wife gradually lost 50 pounds, becoming thinner than she was when we first met, and looking amazing. I laid off the craft beers and baked goods myself, started working out irregularly, and have been happy with my results. This was the catalyst for our sex life not only ramping up, but also becoming more passionate and interesting.

Brief descriptions: my wife (I’ll call Lorrie) slightly taller than avg, 30 yrs old, Caucasian, brunette, pretty face, small breasts, wide hips, nice ass, most beautiful vagina I’ve ever seen- keeps shaved with a small dark landing strip. Myself (I’ll call Evan), 30ish, six feet tall, slim build, Caucasian, blonde hair, handsome face if you ask me, 6” circumcised member (which is statistically slightly above avg, and some of you guys are completely full of shit on this).

Hotwife’s Best Friend [MFF][Fisting][Oral][Squirting][Long]

**Hotwife’s Best Friend**
A story by UK_Hotwife_and_Hubby ([ukhotwifeandhubby@gmail.com](mailto:ukhotwifeandhubby@gmail.com))

I was out with a friend for a few beers and a catch up. My wife, Carol, was stopping in the house, her good friend Maxine was coming over for a chat. Which usually means lots of wine.

At around 10pm I received a WhatsApp message, “*We’ve had a drink so Maxine can’t drive home. I’ve said she can stop tonight. A taxi would cost a fortune. XX*”

“*That’s fine. X*” I replied.

A little while later, another message from an unknown number, “*Hi Jonathan, you’re lovely. Carol’s very lucky*” That must have been Maxine, probably quite drunk. I didn’t reply.

Another message, “*Carol’s been telling me all about you. I’m very jealous. X*”

I messaged Carol “*What you been telling Maxine?*”

“*Just talking and the conversation turned to sex, as it does. She’s was very interested in our sex life. She’s not had a boyfriend for a while, I think she’s a bit lonely. X*”

“*Well I’ve got no single friends. I’d help her out myself if I wasn’t married to a sexy woman ;)*”

“*I bet you would!*”

[M]y wife hates cum…I think (definitely a bit long for some, but it’s something I’d like some opinions on) TL;DR included also crossposted on r/sex but failed on my first attempt.

To start off, my wife and I have been together for almost 15 years. High school sweethearts, first and only “everythings”. We both love each other very much and would never make the other uncomfortable in any situation. We have a pretty consistent sex life and are both satisfied in bed. (To my knowledge, that is. She’s not writing this, but I’ve only heard positive input on her end) I apologise in advance for any grammar issues. I ain’t always so good with the words…

There will be a TL;DR at the end if you don’t want ALL of the details. And if people want, I’d happily share other stories from our sex life as some things are exciting but realistic. So please give me some input

And a designated point that starts the recent story that makes me wonder on her feelings. So skip to the “//////” or the “TL;DR” if you are so inclined.

Sorry if the formatting is weird. This is being typed up on my phone.

[M]y desire for the unobtainable

Im far to naive to break down the psychology in my own words and don’t want to plagiarize some article so bear with me. I’ve read that in our adolescence and puberty stages of life that we are extremely impressionable and that sexual events at this time frame can leave its mark of Cain on us forever. I have given deep thought to wether or not I believe this and am starting to believe it holds water. In many ways I’ve been no different than any other man with your typical desires and fantasies. Asians check, older women check, huge breasts, cheerleader outfits, and any other cliche you can imagine. So where am I going with this? One single urge has remained a constant in the deepest core of my body. I am addicted cheating or cheaters.

Don’t check out now , trust me I know the stigma and how it can ruin lives. This is part of the struggle that feeds into my guilt. However, nothing comes close to satisfaction and euphoric stage I feel during the pursuit , during the sex and the entire allure of it all. I’ve had plenty of great nights with great sex with some of the most beautiful women but every single highlight my brain flashes back to are those encounters that are burned into my psyche.

Deja Vu. Fucking my young ex employee [MF]

My sex life in my early 20s was full of finding any woman who would sleep with me. In my 30s it became women who worked with me.

I don’t know if it was being in a position of power. Wearing three piece suits. Aging gracefully. All I know was I was getting older I kept ending up with women in their early to mid 20s for the most part.

This wasn’t a brag. Because often times sleeping with co workers or employees led to more drama than it was worth.

Past stories include:

[Rabbit hole with Mia (married)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b5au4j/hate_fucking_my_married_employee_on_my_desk_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ios_share_flow_optimization&utm_term=control_2)

[Lisa, my married girlfriend ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bdg68d/comforting_my_pregnant_exgf_by_fucking_her_on_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ios_share_flow_optimization&utm_term=control_2)

[Crazy employee Zoey](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bo41z7/sticking_dick_into_my_young_crazy_former_employee/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ios_share_flow_optimization&utm_term=control_2)

[Elena, employee going through divorce](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bjli01/caught_getting_a_blowjob_mf_public/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ios_share_flow_optimization&utm_term=control_2)

So you get the idea.

I had changed jobs. Divorced. Put my past behind me. I was a new company in charge of a small division. It was less prestigious but a ton more money and less stress. I wasn’t going to go higher up in this company but that’s not what I needed. I needed calm.

Male sex slave (f)iction

I have lost track of time.

No idea how long I have been here, what’s going to happen? She seemed so nice.
I didn’t want to go to college a virgin, I was willing to do anything-I thought. I didn’t think I would be tied to a bench/blind folded and left for dead!

*We ran into each other at a local coffee shop, conversation was easily started as we both ordered the exact same drink. She clearly liked my corny joke, because she asked me to join her. It was the best 20 min I’ve spent with a girl. Her eyes were soft and full of personality. She looked at me with sympathy and compassion, as if judgment wasn’t in her nature. Every time I would lay award winning jokes, she would almost spit her coffee out trying not to laugh. No one ever laughed at my jokes like she did. I asked her if we could meet for coffee again-and she agreed, she wrote her number on my cup and we parted ways.

Cardio Dance Class [M4F]

Bill went on a dare from his friend, Carol. She was like “you love music, you will love this!” He was one of three guys in the class with 30 women. Bill was not the tallest or the thinnest, but of the men, clearly the best dancer. One was married, his wife watching him as he danced, but Don was mainly there to ogle women. The other, Gary, was a creeper and show-off, there more to be a peacock seeking to mate, than to dance. He was awful, and a joke to everyone. Carol went with Bill a couple of months, then had work commitments. He had made friends with several women in the class but was careful not to be overtly sexual, fearing that someone would complain and he would be kicked out. Bill loved the Latin music, the steps, the moves. He loved how the beat of the music pulsated through him. He had been attending about 6 months and was faithfully copying every move from the instructor. He was serious about it. As he become really good, women would “dance with him”. Leah was the best. Bill and Leah looked like a professional dance team, copying each other’s moves, moving in sync. She was younger, but definitely into him. Bill was in tech, but because of kids at home, he was careful with his phone apps. His kids knew his unlock code and would use his phone at moment’s notice. He would load up Tinder or kik, but then delete the app by the time his kids got home from school. One day, Bill loads up Tinder, swiping through options, he sees Leah there. The thoughts start running through his head. First, He never thought he’d find someone he knew here. Bill was more exploring the world here, than really trying to find a hookup. He was GenX, less Tinder, more Match. He was curious about the app because the media had hyped it up, but really wasn’t into hookups. Second, he knew she lived at home, as they had gone out in a group after Zumba one night, he, the instructor Paula, her friend Mary, and Leah. Leah has an exotic face that draws you to her, and her accent was clearly not from the US. The next Zumba session was more difficult. He had always admired her muscled legs and shapely thighs. It was moving to summer, so Leah was not wearing shirts anymore but loose tank tops, her stately shoulders exposed. The tank tops were loose, showing her workout bra underneath. A side view gave him a clear view of her form. As they synced to the music, Bill started moving his hips more suggestively, and Leah surprised him with sexy dance moves that compressed her stomach and shook her hips. She looked like a girl in strip club. The gyrations showed off her womanly shape in the leggings. This gave him problems, because knowing she was “on the market”, but clearly not his age. What was he going to do?