[MM brief F] [Anal] [Oral] [Bi] [Gay] [Cheating] [Passion] [Breeding] ‘Rigged From The Start’

When you first met your wife’s gay friend you had no idea how bad you’d eventually want me. The way I bend over showing my ass when I know you’re looking. The obvious semi hanging in my pants as you walk by most days. The way I shudder when we get close.

Finally one day your wife steps out for a bit and before you realize what’s happening I’m on my knees in front of you. My hands on your thighs. You tense up at first, but one look at the fire in my eyes and you’re already unzipping your fly. Letting your meaty married cock peek out. I lean forward kissing the head and letting my tongue take you into my mouth. Your cock is still soft, but I have it hard in no time. I feel it get bigger as I move my tongue along the underside, taking care to massage your balls through your pants.

Before long you’re so engorged it aches. When you can’t take it anymore you grab either side of my head and pump a massive load of hot cum into my mouth. Flowing over my lips onto your balls. I clean up every drop before standing up.

[M]y Wi[F]e Lucy and I help out our Redheaded [F]riend.

Hi everyone, back with another story for you all. Tuesday evening we were both cuddled up watching Netflix’s when Lucy’s phone buzzed and light up, new message from Siobhan (everyone’s favourite horny redhead). We both got excited hoping it was a booty call due to the late hour, but to our disappointment it was her asking could we help her pick up some large items from IKEA. Her friend had pulled out on her and her own car was to small to carry all the stuff she needed, so we agreed to help out and we organised to meet at IKEA on Thursday evening.

Fast forward to Thursday and me and Lucy drive to IKEA after we both finished work and meet up with Siobhan, who already has everything purchased and waiting. We load up our two cars and head back to Siobhan’s apartment, Lucy decided to travel back with Siobhan. A few hours later we arrive and start the gruelling process of getting SJÖPENNA, FJÄLLBO, BILLY and all his other friends up to Siobhan’s 5th floor apartment, and of course all the larger stuff was to big to fit in the elevator. Many trips up and down later we finally had everything up and started to build some of the smaller stuff, but it was getting late at this stage so we had to leave to pick up our kids and said our good byes.

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (8)

Part one

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (1) from gonewildstories

Part two

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (2) from gonewildstories

Part three

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (3) from gonewildstories

Part four

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (4) from gonewildstories

Part five

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (5) from gonewildstories

Part six

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (6) from gonewildstories

Part seven

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (7) from gonewildstories

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College gangbang [Group]

I’ve been reading stories on reddit now for quite a while and thought I’d like to tell some of my own.

I’m 45 now, but this story is one from a while back, when I was 19. I figure I’d try to go in chronological order. So here’s my first story.

I’m tall, 6ft and thin, at that time I had long, white blonde hair, green eyes, and I’m very fair skinned. I always thought I was ugly, like most women, I just had a trash opinion of myself. It took me a long time to realize that I’m quite beautiful.

I’m from a very small town in upstate NY and when I graduated HS I went to college in Albany, NY. At the end of my first year I started dating a guy who was nearing the end of his third year. He was a baseball jock, handsome, and fairly popular at the college.

Sticking dick into crazy [MF], cheating

Here are some previous stories…

[How it started with Mia](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b0mv7v/starting_an_affair_with_my_married_red_headed/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

[Slowing ruining my life with Mia](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b2kzl6/continuing_my_affair_with_my_married_red_headed/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

[Fucking Crazy Mia (ending it all)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b5au4j/hate_fucking_my_married_employee_on_my_desk_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

Also, in case you are curious about Lisa

[How married co-worker Lisa and I begin](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b5tm0g/sleeping_with_a_married_coworker_in_her_own_bed/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

Fast forwarding a little my life was in a weird place. I was separated from my wife. Basically dating a married woman (I guess I was her side piece). And trying hard to stay far away from Mia.

Things at work were starting to reach a head.

Mia’s craziness was no longer a secret and there was an effort from my boss and even other division managers to get rid of her.

Quick recap. Mia is a hot redhead who uses sex as currency. Her legs were long and sexy and her small ass looked amazing in the tight skirts she wore.

But crazy can’t keep things together forever.

I finally got a solid customer complaint. Top client who came to me personally to ask Mia to be reassigned off any business dealings. She was sending him inappropriate text messages; he was married and was not amused.

The secret day of a 50s housewife [MF][Fdom]

Dorothy pulled the meatloaf out of the oven at the same time she heard the car pull into the driveway, perfectly timed, just like it should be. She placed it on the table, took off her apron, adjusted her dress, and looked around the kitchen. Spotless, just the way she liked to keep it.

“Honey I’m home.” James called as he walked in through the front door and placed down his briefcase. “Is dinner ready?”

“Just finished putting it on the table my dear.” Dorothy replied sweetly as her husband walked in and put his arms around her, giving her a soft kiss.

“The garden looks wonderful, found time to clean up the weeds didn’t you?” He smiled impressed.

“I’m glad you noticed.” She smiled back enjoying his strong arms around her. “Mailman stopped by for a chat, wanted me to let you know how lucky you are to have such a hardworking wife.”

“He doesn’t know how right he is by half.” James replied. “Mr Petersen said the same thing this Monday, he was very impressed by how well you’ve been keeping the house.” He said as he took Dorothy’s hand and gave it a kiss.

So You Want to Marry Me…? [M/F]

He didn’t want to get married, but his parents, in a typical Asian fashion were forcing him to. The neighbour’s son’s wife had even gotten pregnant, and he didn’t even have a profile on a wedding website. The idea itself was repulsive, but his mother had fixed a blind date with some daughter of one of her old friends. He thought, he would just go, engage into small talk for five minutes and tell her that he wasn’t interested and that she make an excuse of not liking him. They were going to meet in a coffee shop near his office after work.

He was walking to the shop, rather grumpily. He hadn’t even bothered to ask her the colour of her clothes to be able to identify her in the coffee shop, not to mention that he had already assumed that he could recognise her from the loud colour of her clothes and overly made up face, quintessential of the daughters of his Mom’s friends’ daughters or frankly, even their mothers. He had asked Mom for a photograph, but thought of her navigating the vast waters of social media, to get him that photograph made him realise the futility of the enterprise. He had hoped secretly that he wouldn’t find her and run out and not have to even deal with the small talk. He reached the shop, which was surprisingly deserted for the time of the evening. She was sitting in a white full sleeves formal dress that ended just before her knees. She was intently looking at her laptop typing away furiously, her brows furrowed. She seemed a little irritated. His face softened a bit and he walked up to her and said ‘Hi!”.

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (7)

Part one

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (1) from gonewildstories

Part two

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (2) from gonewildstories

Part three

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (3) from gonewildstories

Part four

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (4) from gonewildstories

Part five

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (5) from gonewildstories

Part six

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (6) from gonewildstories

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Apprenticing as a Tantrika: First Day on the Job

If I could have any job I wanted, I would be a Tantrika. I believe that sexual healing is the most powerful form of therapy possible, and I think just about everyone needs it.

I started down this road a few years ago. I found myself a beautiful and generous mentor by searching online for local tantrikas and reached out to the one who seemed the most familiar, friendly, and open: Arielle.

We had a few video calls to get to know each other and then she invited me to meet with her at her home. We had tea and some snacks and then we took a hot tub together. While we were in the hot tub, a stroke of luck happened when Arielle got a call from her favorite client. She spontaneously scheduled a session for that same afternoon, very excited about introducing him to me. She thought he would be the perfect first client for me as a new apprentice.

He walked in and I was taken aback by this strapping young Syrian man: tall, professional, and shockingly beautiful. I felt a clear, instant attraction to him. He had huge round puppy-dog eyes with the longest thickest eyelashes, and the demeanor of a gentle storybook prince.

Fucking daddy on his lunch break: Cheating [MF]

*This is a continuation of my last post*

I had gotten a message earlier. While my friend fucked my face and made me gag. I hadn’t heard my phone go off, I was too busy being used.

I checked afterwards.

It was daddy.

He had sent me a video of him stroking himself. 8 Snapchat videos. Daddy was hard. He wanted me. He said jump and I went how high. He owned me. This was proof.

I didnt care of that my friend liked me. That we had spent the last month teasing each other into just holding hands. That he had made himself vulnerable to me. We had an understanding. I knew my friend wasn’t seeing anyone else.

But I was daddy’s whore.

Daddy wanted me.

That was all that matters.

I messaged him appolagizing for not answering right away. I had been busy getting my face fucked.

He liked that. He wanted me more. He wanted to watch. He wanted so see me cum, to see his princess covered in cum like a slut. Me so shy I couldn’t even hold hands with someone. But I could never refuse daddy.