Pool party with my sister in law [mf] (read post history)

I suggest first reading my past stories about me and my sister in law. Also no paragraphs. Also this happened days ago so its a bit passionate and maybe not that exciting, sorry

So yeaterday was an American holiday and with such an American holiday, us Americans tend to swim, grill out and get drunk, which is exactly what I did yesterday. But I also fucked my sister in law.
Rewind to last week. My wife calls me and tells me that we’re invited to our neighbors house for memorial day. They have a sweet pool. Then she proceeds to tell me that she invited her sister (erica) as well. Shit. I’ve been avoiding erica for several months now because last time I saw her we fucked and I felt kind of weird about it. Maybe it was guilt for fucking my wife’s sister, I dont know. But this would be the first time I really hung out with erica since that fateful night. She knew I’ve been trying to avoid her too because she kept on trying to reach out and I would always respond in the shortest way possible.

Cum tasting…….

Cute Japanese here…..love,soft, clean sensual kink..the taste of cum down my soft lips turn me on….this very hott latin bodybuilder wanted me to taste him….he is a professional body builder…when I would get horny I would take a vid of sensually touching my soft body as I had his cum shipped to me…in small amounts I would savor it…..he was so turned on..knowing that his wife and I would softly taste him***

The feeling of pure joy, when a masculine bodybuilder cum is running down my soft lips ***

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[MF] The morning my mother-in-law saw me cum

If you’re familiar with any of my efforts at posting these past months, you know that I have been in a sexually neglectful marriage since the beginning. Not having an outlet to take care of your needs is excruciating, and that hardship gets exponentially worse when you move in with your in-laws. My wife and I were transitioning from renting an apartment to owning a home. It was a long 10 months or so, but this experience is still the hottest thing to ever happen to me.

Imagine being an early 20’s man and not being able to cum for almost an entire week since your wife didn’t want to relieve you, it was bad to masturbate, and you were in a house with your in-laws. That was my pain-staking reality, and I was going crazy on the inside with how horny I always was.

[MF]Caught in the Car…[Exhibitionist]

My fiance and I are Exhibitionist to say the least. It started when we first began dating. This was mostly because when we first started dating we both lived at home, so the only place to fuck was at my parents house when they’re out (occasionally), her house when her mom’s out (which is never) or in the back of my limo tinted 3 series BMW. If you know cars you know that’s tough as it’s not too roomy back there. Anyway we managed to make it work.

Usually we fuck 2-3 time’s a week, or whenever we saw each other and could get away for an hour or two. Usually we would find a quiet area and park there with the lights off, car running for air. Our romps often last more than an hour so I did my best to find an inconspicuous spot. Overtime though, we’d be out and about in the city where parking is hard to come by so we would often decide where we were currently parked was quiet enough. This eventually led to being more aroused when someone would walk by. They couldn’t see us but we could see them.

We [MF] had sex in a bathroom during a party yesterday!

My wife [F/36] and I [M/45] were at a Memorial Day BBQ yesterday. At one point during the party, we found ourselves both going to the bathroom at the same time – and nobody else was around at the time. My wife literally grabs me, pulls me in the bathroom with her, and says “I want you to fuck me right here” as she shits the door.

It didn’t take more than 10 second for us to have pants down, didn’t bother with taking off shoes. She gets on her knees and starts giving me “fuck me head” where she is just trying to get him as hard as possible in a matter of seconds (which means she tried her best deep throat and almost choked on it. After about a minute, I picked her up and bent her over the sink and started fucking her like a teenager for the next 2-3 minutes before lying her on the ground on her stomach (my favorite position – pronebone). I grabbed both her arms and put them behind her back and started fucking her so hard on the ground in this very clean/large bathroom. I fucked her so hard she was actually sliding across the floor a little with each thrust. By the time I finished (another few minutes), she had her head right up on the baseboard with my hand between the board and her face to help protect her and pull her back into my cock. Her hands were both being held behind her back, her tits were being pushed into the ground with the weight of my body on top of her. She was breathing hard and moaning loud. I pushed as hard as I could, literally using my legs to push into her and blew my load in her pussy with every bit of my 7 inches up in side her. She loved it. I loved it.

[MF] Afternoon delight

Over the long Memorial Day weekend, we were running around enjoying the time off and the great weather.

One morning we went to a friend’s house to enjoy their pool, and as the afternoon was wrapping up our kids were asked if they wanted to stay over. We agreed, and we packed up and left.

At home we were sitting on the sectional couch on our deck, enjoying the evening air and having a drink. I was in the corner and my wife was laying back into me. We were chatting and happy to have a drink in silence.

She mentioned about showering and changing, and then seeing if friends wanted to meet-up. I said I wasn’t showering since I was dry from the pool, and she said something about “getting a little wet.”

I reached a hand into her bikini bottoms and started to play with her clit. “Weird, we haven’t been in the pool in hours, but you’re still wet. How wet?”

I [F] went on vacation with a man I met online while my husband was out of town and he made me his slut

A little backstory of myself (f24)- I’ve been married to my husband for 5 years now and we have a 4 year old together. Before this weekend I’ve only ever been with 4 guys and the past 7 years I’ve only been with my husband. I was 20 when our daughter was born so I’ve been fortunate to regain my pre-pregnancy body. Now- I’m 5ft1, 105 lbs with petite tits and frame but a nice ass. Long brown hair, big brown eyes and a young looking baby face (I’m great at flashing puppy dog eyes one second, and fuck me eyes the next ;). I lost my virginity at 16 and was a bit of a wild child with the guy that took my virginity but once I started dating my husband I settled down a bit sexually, he is about average in size (just under 6 in.) but fucks like a rabbit when he’s in the mood.

Risking [M]y Second Craigslist Encounter [F] (Pt 4) (The end)

(Sorry for the delay, family came in early for the Memorial Day weekend.)

So, in our last episode, I was kneeling over her on the couch, and had finished ejaculating in her mouth. But she wouldn’t let go of my cock, even as it started to shrink. I felt her tongue playing with the knob, her lips pulling on the shaft, not wanting to let it slip out of her mouth.

All the meanwhile, there was a little voice in my head telling me that there was something off, something was missing, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.

Finally she let go of me, and I stood up. She smiled at me, her lips closed, and then, meeting my eyes, she opened her mouth, and showed me her mouth full of my cum. Completely covering her tongue, a thick white puddle extended as far back in her mouth as I could see.

Her eyes glinted, wickedly, as she slowly curled her tongue and made an exaggerated swallowing motion, noisly showing off her delight in enjoying my semen.

Fucking my ex wife and regretting it [MF], rough

I would read part 1 here:

[fucking the ex wife](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/brawpo/angry_sex_with_the_exwife_mf_rough/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ios_share_flow_optimization&utm_term=control_2)

Caught up? Good. So you know what my ex looks like and how she normally was awful in bed.

If you have read my stories you know I cheated a lot on her. A real lot. She never confronted me if she did know about them (I think she had a clue on one of them). She was miserable in our marriage but super pissed when I left her.

We stayed friends and up until Part 1 of this story we hadn’t fucked or anything since we had divorced.

I’ll assume though you are caught up on the events so far by reading part 1. On to the story…

The next week comes and I go to her place again. Dinner. Drinks. Movie I believe. Nothing fancy. I was curious what would happen but she gave no clue. It was if last week never happened.

Now you are probably thinking, “just ask her, this person who you have known half your life”

Oh silly. If we had any form of communication skills we wouldn’t be divorced or at least maybe we would have been divorced after year one.

Lacking Intimacy p.1? [MF]

“Well, Nick,” Carly said, leaning back in her chair. “I don’t like to use the word diagnosis. To me that means there’s something wrong with you, something that has to be ‘fixed’, and of course there’s nothing truly wrong with you. You’re not sick, are you?”

“Uh, no, I’m not,” I said, confused.

“Right. So what I’m about to say isn’t so much as a diagnosis, but more of something that I want you to try on for size.”

“Okay,” I said slowly, still confused.

“I think you’re missing intimacy in your life.”

“Intimacy?” I said, questioningly. I wasn’t missing intimacy. Do guys really need intimacy in their lives?

“Yes, intimacy,” she began. Her eyes softened. She leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees, and her shirt opened just a bit more, tantalizing me with her cleavage. “We often think of intimacy as something that is purely physical…you know, *sex*,” she said, placing a confusing emphasis on the word sex. “But intimacy is so much more than that. It’s something that you share with someone, a kind of vulnerability that you don’t feel with someone at work, or a family member. It’s…more comfortable than that, it’s safe.”