After our afternoon delight, we took a short nap. We had decided, prior in the week, that we would make our first visit to a strip club. Sloane wanted to further explore a side of her that I had only learned about, two weeks prior. Apparently, in college, she had experimented with another woman. After 23 years, she decided it was a good time to tell me. Since January, we had become totally open with our past sexual exploits (which was probably one of the best things we have ever done: openness is key). Anyway, we did some online research and found a great venue. It also happened to be the only on within a reasonable distance of us. Upon waking from our nap, Sloane took a quick shower and began to get dressed. She wore a low-cut black blouse, red-lace bra, g-string, dark jeans, and a pair of fuck-me shoes. I couldn’t help but get “excited” as she was dressing for our adventure. The anticipation was unbearable. After dressing, and caressing, we set up the Uber to pick us up. Chris was, by far, the best Uber driver we had. He was familiar with the locale, and was a great conversationalist as we headed to the club. Like most other clubs, there was the blueish light. I thought Sloane would be nervous as we entered, however, as we paid the Cover and entered the main door, it was as she owned the place. She was extremely comfortable. She went to the bar and got us each a drink. We took seats toward the back and watched for about five minutes. Sloane then said she wanted to move to the front and led me to seats right at the stage. As we approached the stage, I pulled my wife in for a kiss and unbuttoned her shirt so that the red bra (and her gorgeous chest) was exposed to anyone with better than 20/100 vision. There were many beautiful dancers, of all shapes, sizes, races, and decorations. As we sat and watched the girls dance, and work the room, Sloane picked out a specific dancer who seemed to be: 1) experienced and 2) confident. I think the confidence turned on my wife more than anything. She was wearing a black lace bra with a very short, black lace cover for her hips and ass. I found later there was a black thong involved. The dancer’s name was Amber. She was quite attractive, with long dark hair and a nice tan. My guess is she was older than the others as she displayed her confidence openly. After about an hour, or so, of watching different dancers on the stage (Sloane standing at the stage several times giving the dancers money), my wife said “I want her” and pointed to Amber. Unfortunately, Sloane and another dancer had caught the eye (and wallet) of a whale and seemed to be very involved in attempting to get him to spend more money in one of the VIP rooms. I try to see that Sloane generally gets what she wants. In this setting, I was willing to go the extra mile or ten to give her all of it. I stood up and circled around behind where Amber, the other dancer, and their whale was standing. Once I made eye contact with Amber, I directed her toward Sloane and mouthed “she wants you”! Amber nodded her headed and I proceeded to my seat. We watched a heavily tattooed dancer take the stage. Although she was athletic, her abundant tattoos were very distracting. Amber approached me and I told her, “it’s all about her tonight”, pointing to my wife. I could see amber seemed turned on, as well. NOTE: I realize Amber’s job is pleasure and she approaches it as such (she is a professional, after all), but without a doubt, after “meeting” Sloane, she knew she was gonna have some fun and the night would be enjoyable for both of them. A short time after the two women got acquainted, my wife told me she wanted a private dance with Amber. We went back to the “desk” and Amber told me, “for X dollars, she can be naked with me”. That was perfect! I settled the bill with the bouncers and we were lead to a back room (the “owners suite”) which was adorned with a couch, love seat, table, and chairs. It was obviously created for large parties. It was dimly lit and perfect. I took a seat in one of the chairs in the corner. I was there as an observer. Amber asked me to come and sit beside my wife on the couch, but I was more interested in their interaction than getting myself involved. I am not sure my erection had subsided from when I first witnessed Sloane’s confidence, but it was only getting stronger with each second. My wife sat in the middle of the couch while Amber began her lap-dance routine. It wasn’t long before Sloane went from observer to participant. As Amber danced, she straddled my wife (still um…dressed) and danced all over her. Amber’s face got real close to my wife’s and I watched as Sloane leaned in and the two kissed passionately. I was in erotic shock! At this point, I loosened my belt, and unbuttoned the top of my jeans (I was unsure of the ground rules, and didn’t want to risk being thrown out) in case I decided it was time for “me time”. As both women kissed, it seemed to get more passionate as time went on. Amber then stood up, still dancing, and slowly removed her black lace lingerie. Sloane’s eyes widened. Amber re-straddled my wife and she began a seductive dance, placing her mid-sized tits in Sloane’s face. I don’t think she hesitated as she took Ambers right nipple into her mouth. Talk about erotic. The next thing I knew, her blouse and bra were off, and my wife’s gorgeous DD’s were exposed for anyone to see. I had to rub, just a little from outside my jeans. I was gonna burst. Again the women danced and made out passionately.
Amber took off her bottom cover, exposing her scant pussy cover and g-string. She resumed her dance, and kissed/licked her way from my wife’s super-erect nipples, down her stomach, and to her waist line. She unbuttoned her jeans, and unzipped them. I cannot be sure if Sloane stood, or just lifted her butt, however, her jeans were gone nonetheless. Amber would continually glace at me, coaxing my approval and, I think, my involvement. I was merely a spectator. The two women continued to “make-out” and explore each other. At some point Amber stood again to dance, and my wife looked me straight in the eyes and finger-motioned me to join them. I was totally fucking shocked!!! I probably sprinted the entire 10 feet, and passionately kissed my wife. Amber and I then shared one tit each. I was on the right and she on the left. Amber had the advantage as I was just seated beside Sloane while she was grinding and “riding” my wife. Shortly after the licking and sucking of her nipples, I worked a hand in, and started to rub my wifes pussy, from on top of her panties. They were soaked. As I played with her, I moved down her body and worked my way in between her legs. I pulled her panties to the side and began to lick her, from the bottom of her pussy, into her sopping hole, and finally onto her clit. To say it was done energetically would be an understatement. I attacked her pussy and clit with all that I had. As I looked up toward my wife’s face, all I could see was Amber’s ass, above my wife’s chin. I really couldn’t fathom what was happening. Later, I learned my wife had been eating Amber (I still get hard thinking about that vision). I continued eating my wife and she came hard. At some point, Amber looked back at me and then turned to my wife and said “You get it girl”.
After her very powerful orgasm, I went back to eating her and then inserted one, then two fingers, and continued my assault on her box. I am not sure if it was a continuation of her initial orgasm, or a new one altogether, but Sloane came hard…again. She was in ecstasy! I then layed back on the big couch and watched as the two women pleasured each other. After a quick champagne toast, the two moved to the smaller coach. Amber wanted me to get involved with her, but this was all about Sloane and I told her as much. She nodded that she understood and turned her attention back to my wife. They continued to play, rubbing and licking each other on the smaller couch and I couldn’t help but be in awe. As I sat there, transfixed on my wife’s actions, I came hard in my pants. It was the first time I had every cum without any type of manual stimulation. It was fantastic!! I buttoned up and continued to watch the festivities. After some time of watching the two women in the throws of passion, a bouncer entered and announced our time was finished. Although it was just a short period of our lives, it was THE most amazing, erotic, passionate experience I had ever had.
Tag: Wife
Our [F]irst [F]uckation and letting her loose [MF] Part 1
This past Monday, we decided we were going to have our first Fuckation. We have been married 22 years and together have individually experienced our most intimate, passionate, and wildest sex ever. There are several stories to tell, but that is for a later time. If you have followed our stories, thus far, you learned that there was somewhat of an awakening in my wife, Sloane. It started on January 21st and had been AMAZING for both of us since.
So, Monday, we made reservations at a very sexy hotel on the beach on the east coast. In our lead up, we packed all of the toys, she brought her sexiest lingerie and outfits, and we planned to spend the entire weekend making love, fucking, and having just an all-out naked weekend. Throughout the week, we had been having mind-blowing encounters, two to three times daily. I work from home, most of the time, so it’s not hard to take breaks for interludes. We joked throughout the week that each encounter was a step up on the last and how could we manage to meet the bar, as we continually were raising it.
During the week, in our afterglow, we became very open with our fantasies, likes, and history. Things we had kept from each other in the past. We both learned a ton about the person we had dedicated ourselves to years ago. For example, we both confided in each other about what our “number” was, whether we had any interracial experiences, and whether we had any bi-sexual or threesome encounters. Each discussion was intimate and will be kept secret from ANYONE WE EVERY MEET.
One of the major things I learned was that Sloane, during her college years, had had a few sexual experiences with a female classmate. I cannot begin to tell you how hot this made me, once she confided it.
Anyway, during this week, our plan was to spend the entire weekend having sex in the room and on the hotel property (Beach, spa tub, etc…). However, during the week, we had talked about maybe hitting a dance club, or even a strip club (something we had never done). We decided we would make the decision as our trip progressed, although we did do some online investigation of both.
We started off, just after noon on Friday. I rented a car as it was a 5 hours trip. One prior discussion we had had was that whenever we had a rental, we would have sex in it. What I didn’t realize, was that she would have sex in it, I would watch. This event could be a story in itself, however I will include it here.
About an hour into the trip, Sloane started playing some very sexy R&B and was pretty frisky. I started rubbing her gently, on her leg, up toward her “v”, on her stomach, and on her beautiful DD tits. She had on a pair of tight jeans, and a light shirt with a thin bra. Something she normally would not wear on a day to day basis. It made me hot feeling the warmth and then the moisture between her legs.
I had packed her favorite glass dildo, some lube, and an alternate toy in a bag that was assessible to her, should the moment arise. After rubbing her and getting her hot enough to want to play, I pointed out the toys & lube, which she grabbed.
While rubbing her between the legs, and across her shirt, I managed to get the button of her jeans undone. I was finally able to slide my hand down into her panties, and down toward the bottom of her lips. As it gently pressed my middle finger through the crease in her lips, I felt the wetness building in her box. I grabbed some of her sweet honey, with my finger, and moved the natural lube toward her clit. Once there, I started with gentle circles and light pressure on top of, and around her clit. I rubbed around it for some time, going back and forth between fingering her, and rubbing her button. She continued to get wetter and wetter. I was amazed at how wet she had become0.
After some heavy petting, titty play, and finger fucking, she was ready. She reached into the bag and grabbed the lube (although she didn’t really need it), and our glass friend. She released her seatbelt and pulled off her jeans and panties. Moving her feet up to the seat, she spread her legs to give her access to her now soaked box. It was extremely difficult to keep my eyes on the road, and negotiate traffic. I watched as the teased her clit with the toy and then guided it into her wet slot. She pushed it in as far as it would go as she gently rubbed her clit with the other hand. I couldn’t help but stare as she moved the toy in and out, while rubbing furiously on her button. She changed pace, and I tried to play with her nipples as much as I could. Within 5-10 minutes, I could hear the familiar levels of her moans and knew it wouldn’t be long.
She came hard. Screaming and moaning as she removed the toy and just applied pressure to her clit and pussy. Her tremors did not subside for some time. It was amazing. The thought that several of the vehicle we passed, could be watching. What a turn on. Then, out of the blue, my wife says “I either need to fuck you, or suck your dick”. That being said, I took the next exit and pulled into the closest parking lot I could find.
My pants had been down since prior to her playing so she just grabbed my cock and began to rub it to attention. She used her soft lips, tongue and mouth to get me rock hard. She knows exactly what to do. She played with my cock in her mouth until I was just at the edge, however I wanted to hold off. After a few minutes of play and the awesome blowjob, I zipped up and got back on the interstate. I had a plan.
We drove for about an hour and I stopped at an exit with an adult store. My idea was for her to buy a new vibrator and a butt plug she could use to get her stretched further (We have been trying to get to anal, but so far, I have been to big for her to accommodate). It was the first time she had been in an adult store, this alone got me excited. Watching her check out all of the toys and wondering what she was thinking, sent my imagination into all sorts of places.
After some contemplation, we found two new toys for her to experience. One, a replacement vibrator, which, with all of it’s features, got me fantasizing about watching her, sitting in her chair, and slowly getting herself off. The second was a cute glass butt plug. It was bigger than her smaller one, but didn’t have the girth of her biggest. It seemed like the perfect step in the right direction.
We left the store with two new friends and made our way to the hotel. The thoughts I had about the new toys got me hot and hard again, and I couldn’t help but to play some more with her. I wanted her to stay wet and be more than ready when we got to the resort.
Upon check-in, we were given a beautiful room with a great view of the beach. Although it wasn’t incredibly warm, it was sunny enough to appreciate the ocean. She removed her pants, and I removed all of my clothes. Just watching her beauty got me hard again. We had a drink or two and ended up on the balcony admiring the view. She the beach, and me her. I was so excited with the anticipation of us going to the strip club that night, and the experience we were going to have together.
We started kissing passionately and there was a lot of petting. I would rub her pussy and beautiful breasts, over her panties and bra. After gently rubbing my cock and making sure it was hard, she got on her knees and proceeded to tease the tip. After getting it nice and wet, she placed her lips around it and began taking it into her mouth. She concentrated on the head, but then slowly engulfed my shaft. Her skills are immeasurable and the experience was amazing. After about five minutes, I pulled her up by her shoulders and we resumed the passionate kissed. I then moved her inside to the bed. I pushed her to her back on the bed and got on my knees beside it. Slowly, I started to lick the inside of her thighs. I moved between her thighs, up around the top of her slit, and back. I then started at her ass and licked my way up either side of each lip, teasing around, but not on her clit. Slowly, I tongued around her ass, placing the tip of my tongue inside. Gently I moved my tongue between her now sopping lips and tasted the sweet nectar. I inserted my tongue at the bottom and worked my way through her pussy, up to the most sensitive. Bottom of her clit. I then gave it a flick with my tongue. After about two minutes of playing with her clit, I inserted a finger into her box. Her moans directed my actions. Some time went by and I inserted a second finger, rubbing her G-spot as I flicked and played with her now swollen clit. As she would moan her excitement, I added a third finger and for about five minutes, alternated the number of fingers inside her.
Her moaning strong moans let me know she was close. I sped up the pumping motion with my fingers and became more aggressive on her clit. Finally, she let out some load moans and screams and came with a flood of her juices. I moved my tongue down to my fingers, and her hole, and licked up all the sweet honey I could. When she began to push away, I removed my fingers and replaced them with my tongue. I could not get enough. Being a part of her orgasm was amazing. I could not get enough and wanted to bring her as far as I ever had.
Since she loves when I am inside her as she is cumming, I stood up and slowly entered her in a missionary position. From the angle of the bed and the way I stood, I was able to get deep within her. I pounded at her pussy as hard as I could, not wanting her multiple orgasms to subside. We spent about five minutes in missionary, then she moved us where she could ride cowgirl. While doing so, whe slid her clit up and down my stomach alternating between leaning forward and backward, while I played with her diamond hard nipples. Her pace quickened as she ground as deep as she could. As I felt I was about to cum, she beat me to it and had her second set of orgasms. She stopped her grinding just in time for me to let my urge subside.
Finally, I turned her over on all fours. I approached her from behind, but couldn’t help leaning down and licking in and around her asshole for a while. I then leaned up and guided myself into her from behind. She was so wet, I went right in, to the hilt. She dropped her face down into the mattress and I furiously pounded and ground into her. I moved my left leg up onto my foot and began to grind against her. The feeling of her ass cheeks against my stomach was fantastic. I ground and pumped for about five minutes and, through her moans and screams, could tell she was ready. I ground harder, she screamed loader, finally exploding in her third set of orgasms. We collapsed on the bed, her legs shaking, in a pool of sweat and sex. Although I don’t know how it was possible, I held off from cumming (I was waiting for later in the evening, after our adventure at the strip club).
While I realize this was rather long, I hope it was hot. Part two is even hotter!
[Fm] Her Needs Cum First [cuckold]
The moment she stumbled through the front door, flushed and sweaty, I knew she had been up to no good.
“How was brunch with Melissa?” I kept my tone light, despite the butterflies in my stomach.
“Hm? Oh, fine,” she replied distractedly as she flipped through the mail on the dining table.
“It’s just that you said you would only be a couple of hours, and it’s nearly six,” I said, wincing inwardly at how peevish I sounded.
She stuck her lower lip out in a mock-sympathetic pout. “Aww, poor baby, did you miss me?”
She walked toward me with an exaggerated swaying of her hips. Even after eight years together, the sight of her white, shapely legs emerging from an abbreviated pair of shorts still made my heart race. The outline of her nipples beneath the loose shirt showed that she wasn’t wearing a bra, which was unusual for her. She took my hand, her eyes cast downward in fake contrition.
“Well, if you must know: after brunch, I walked Melissa home and hung out with her roommate Nathan for a bit. Melissa had to go to work, so I ended up staying and talking with him on the couch.”
The burglar [MF] [Abuse] [NonCon]
She was waiting for her husband to come back home. The husband she cheated more than a few times with more than a couple of men. She always wanted more and fantasized about many things. She was a cute latina girl, not tall by any means and a tight body. She had green eyes.
She was playing dress up. She picked outfits that her former lovers would’ve liked. A cute skirt, a sexy top, a dress, high heels. That day she wore a black thong and no bra. Her nipples were visibly hard through most of her clothes.
The last outfit she tried when she did that was always the same. That one was for a special someone, not a real person though. Just a fantasy. The man who would just take her as a stranger and leave. The one who would use her like a fuckdoll. The one who wouldn’t care if she wanted it. For him she wore a thin white wife beater, her thong and matching heels. Nothing more. In her mind he would find her in exactly that moment and just do it. She never told anyone this fantasy. She usually finished touching herself, but this time she waited.
[mf] husband/wife, First DP
My wife:
5’5”
120lbs
Lean, but athletic. Does crossfit and gymnastics. 34b. Perky tits
Round ass, thick legs
Blonde pixie cut. Fair skin.
Reddish color pubic hair, kept short. Shaven around the labia.
I crawl into bed and instantly slide a leg over me. That’s when I found out she was already naked. Kissing kissing, grinding. She pulls down my boxers. Blow job. I’m not super long but I’m thick. I love to watch her struggle with it. She’s gives some amazing blow jobs.
[MF] What a great day
Yesterday, I was able to [start the day with a bang](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bgyty1/mf_a_happy_morning_accident/).
When I got home from work, my wife asked how my day was and I told her it was great because of how it started, that I couldn’t stop thinking about her, and that I had to take care of myself at one point.
She smiled, and the evening continued as normal. After the kids were in bed, she said she was going to “rinse off”.
I was on the couch when I got a text from her. It was a pic of her in our bed, spread eagle with finger in her pussy (effective use of a mirror). The caption was “Just shaved.”
I’m pretty sure I took those stairs 4 at a time.
She was playing with tit, pinching a nipple, and slowly rubbing her clit. She slid a finger down her pussy lips, then made a “come here” motion. I walked to her like zombie, leaned in to kiss her, and she put that sticky finger in my mouth. I tasted her, and she pushed my head between her legs.
“I shaved just for you.”
[mf] married couple first time pegging.
My wife and I have been getting a little more adventurous lately. She’s been very much into anal, and DP with toys. We sext often. She sent me a picture of her pussy last week from work, which is super wild for her.
Last night while fooling around she said to me, “if you can make me cum first, I got a surprise for you”
I like dirty talk so after some back and forth I finally said, tell me exactly what you’re going to do.
“I’m gonna fuck you, but you gotta earn it. “
Ok?? Sounds like par for the course really. Boy was I wrong.
Love and Endgames [MF] [exh]
It seemed like just yesterday, but it had been nearly 11 years since that fateful day. Iron Man, a generic superhero movie starring a troubled actor in Robert Downey Jr., debuted and gave rise to the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Few could’ve imagined that one movie would’ve spawned the biggest movie franchise in cinematic history. Even fewer could’ve imagined it would ultimately lead to a movie like Avengers Endgame. Allen Marco was among those select few, but the rise and dominance of the MCU had a more personal impact for him.
On the day Iron Man premiered, Allen was reeling from a potent combination college burnout and a broken heart. Early that morning, he learned that his ex-girlfriend, who he’d been dating since high school, had been cheating on him. He thought they’d been going through a rough patch. Apparently, she’d been trying to break up with him for months.
He was so devastated that he planned to spend the day sulking rather than seeing Iron Man with his older brother, who was in town to help an old roommate move. Whether by fate or luck, his brother sprained his ankle and couldn’t go. Rather than throw away his ticket, he convinced Allen to take his roommate’s sister, Ashley.
Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] | Part Three
A full week had passed since Ariel had seen Nick. Since the day he’d asked her to stay after, she had been skipping his class, leaving school early instead of attending her math lesson. Something extremely unlike the straight A student, but, she figured, it was also unlike her to let men old enough to be her father touch her pussy. Actually, it was unlike her to let anyone touch her pussy. She’d only ever fantasized about having sex, and she’d be lying if she said she’d never fantasized specifically about Mr. Kennedy’s cock. She’d recently started watching porn, sneaking onto the sites when she was alone in her room. She’d turn the volume down completely and peruse through PornHub.
And she wondered, now more than ever, if his cock looked like the ones she watched on her phone. Like the ones she touched herself to at night, trying to keep herself quiet so she wasn’t caught by her parents. He hadn’t let her see it, though he’d seen her bare pussy and touched it with his fingers. Every time she recalled the sight, remembered the feeling, her panties were soaked all over again. Since that afternoon, she’d been fingering herself nightly, trying to do it like Mr. Kennedy had, but she couldn’t figure out how to make herself feel the way he did.
Spanking and Fucking Her Through the Process [MF]
She was there before me, bent at the waist, stretched out over the end of the bed, her naked, reddened bottom awaiting the next step.
It was time. I took my cock in hand, stepped forward, and pushed slowly into her. She picked up her head and moaned. “Ohhhh, fucccckkk….”
*****3 hours earlier******
It was 3:30 PM on a rainy, slow Tuesday. I heard my phone vibrate on my desk and picked it up to see a text from my wife.
“Have been a raging bitch all day.”
“How so?” I replied.
“Irritable.”
“Snapping at everyone.”
“Made assistant cry.”
My wife is an executive for one of the largest aerospace and defense firms in the world. Sometimes the stress piles on, she blows a gasket, and needs to be reset.
I typed: “Be hone 6pm sharp. Tardiness will not be tolerated.”
A gloomy, quiet, boring day suddenly buzzed with excitement. I raced through my remaining work, packed up, and headed home.
6 PM came and went with no sign of my wife. Finally, at 6:20, her headlights announced her arrival. I contemplated how to handle her tardiness.