The Bigamist Pt 1. [FF]

My Husband, the bigamist.

Anna.

It was over, finally. Guilty. Sentencing to come tomorrow, the last act in this tragi-comedy. I held Julie’s hand as the verdict was read, knowing what it was going to be, but hoping not. What a hell ride this last three months were. I had a loving husband, two successful no tipping restaurants in two different cities, making money, living lavida loca! Then it all came crashing down.

Karl would spend a week in LA, then back to Seattle, then turn around. He always said that being away from home was rewarding but really hard. Lots of chefs are prima donnas in the kitchen, abusive and demanding. Not Karl, yes, demanding, he required high standards of all his staff, but he never raised his voice, never abused anyone. If you got it wrong, he would give you such a look of disappointment that you just knew you wanted to do it better next time.

An Unusual Payment for Interstellar Travel [cuckold] [MF] [sci fi] Full Story

An Unusual Payment for Interstellar Travel

It was a usual day on the USS Anchor, and your wife and you are expecting to arrive on Mars in just three days. The journey was expensive, but you both worked for five years, saving every spare penny, to get off the ruined wasteland of Earth. You know once you get to Mars, it will be a safer and cleaner environment to finally have a few kids. You both have great jobs lined up as engineers maintaining the terraformed landscape.

You’re glad, too, because you only have a few more days worth of travel and food units. If they run out, you and your wife wouldn’t be able to afford staying on the ship. You’ve heard horror stories of people being ejected from the ship and sent back to Earth to die in unsafe escape pods. But you’re not worried.

That is, until you hear an announcement. “Could all passengers please report to the meal hall? The captain needs to make an announcement.” The voice sounds distant and grave. You and your wife had just been lazily lounging in bed, but you both sit up quickly.

[FM] Naughty with my foreign father-in-law Part 5

FIRST POST:[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a0y6o0/fm_naughty_with_my_foreign_fatherinlaw/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a0y6o0/fm_naughty_with_my_foreign_fatherinlaw/)

SECOND POST : :[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a1uy7h/fm_naughty_with_my_foreign_fatherinlaw_part_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a1uy7h/fm_naughty_with_my_foreign_fatherinlaw_part_2/)

THIRD POST: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a6wj77/fm_naughty_with_my_foreign_fatherinlaw_part_3/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a6wj77/fm_naughty_with_my_foreign_fatherinlaw_part_3/)

FOURT POST: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/akpbrm/fm_naughty_with_my_foreign_fatherinlaw_part_4/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/akpbrm/fm_naughty_with_my_foreign_fatherinlaw_part_4/)

(LONG ASS READ)

MVP pose [https://imgur.com/U3mMEge](https://imgur.com/U3mMEge)

Nina’s First Orgy [MFM] [Gangbang] [Oral] [Club]

“Are you sure you’re ready for this, Mrs. James?” said a concerned young woman.

“No,” said Nina plainly, “there’s no way I could ever be ready for this. But I don’t care. I’m doing this! And don’t call me Mrs. James.”

“Sorry, I was just trying…”

“I know what you’re trying to do. You can stop pretending I’m that frail. Mrs. Nina James was another person in another life. I’m trying to become someone else…someone who feels real.”

The Nina who said those words sounded very different from the Nina eight months, two weeks, and three days ago. The woman currently standing in front of the bathroom mirror at private club in the city might as well have been a total stranger. Compared to the woman formerly known as Nina James, she was the complete antithesis of the person in the reflection.

Not long ago, Nina James was the reserved, soft-spoken wife of a prominent businessman. Together, they lived in the same devoutly religious and very affluent community in which they’d grown up. She’d gone to a private school all her life while her husband was home-schooled by his rich, well-connected parents. In both cases, they’d been brought up with the same rigid piety that had defined their community for generations.

[MF] Ensnared between rumor and reality at the office holiday party

This story happened a couple months back, but I haven’t been able to get it off my mind. It feels like every day I feel a new way about it: excitement, disbelief, confusion, pride, shame. I’ve been a fan of this subreddit for years, so my latest feeling is that walking it all back on here might be therapeutic in some way. I wrote this up a month or so ago and went back and forth on submitting it, but figured it couldn’t hurt. I’m sure I’ll feel differently about that in a day or two.

Though many contributing factors were already in play at that point, it all came to a head at my office holiday party back in December. I started the job at a big corporate beast back in the Spring, but remained a fresh-faced unknown to most people there as I resided deep at the bottom of the hierarchy totem pole. The party itself was an office party in every sense: the occasional bit of awkward small talk, but mostly just hanging out with the same core people you work with everyday in the corner. Everyone dressed up just enough to seem more formal. Wine and champagne were flowing freely, one of the higher ups got especially sloppy “so we didn’t have to feel like we couldn’t have a good time.” It was damn close to being the most forgettable event I’d ever attended.

A bit of light s&m for S&B [MF]

It had been a long week, and I needed to get out of the office. I could feel the stress piling on my shoulders. When my phone buzzed and S said she wanted to come around, I knew that release would come soon.

After I arrived home, I put Spotify on to play and settled into the quiet routine of a light meal. As i stood at the stove I heard a light rap on the door and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I realised that S had arrived.

“Hey B, you look fried!” S said as I opened the door. She stepped in and kicked off her shoes. Her curves highlighted by the severe corporate blouse and skirt caused me to stir. “Wine?” She asked, holding up a bottle. Wine was the last thing on my mind. “Sure,” I said instead, and took two glasses down from the shelf

Wine in hand we sat on the couch and exchanged a few stories of our week. S has a job out at the airport and was highly strung out. “I need to take out my frustration on something I guess!” She explained. “Take it out on me,” I offered, with my heart in my mouth and my cock pressing firmly against my belt.

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Categorized as Erotica Tagged

The Blog [hot wife] [free use] [MF] [interracial]

Inspired by 3_little_holes’ story *An Office Free Use Tale*

# Chapter 1

Reg was driving with his best friend Tony sitting in the front passenger seat when he pulled up next to a convertible with an all-female crew at an intersection. The girls looked to be in their early twenties.

Tony lowered his window. Said, “Any of you young ladies up for free use?”

“Why don’t you suck your pal’s dick,” said the brunette directly across from him. The other girls laughed, Tony turned red.

“That’s a good one,” he said, accepting the cock block.

Reg waved at the girls as the convertible lurched forward, turning left. He went right.

“You don’t turn it off, do you, Tony?”

His friend gave him the look of mock righteousness. “Nope, never.”

They both chuckled, drove in silence for a few minutes before Tony asked, “How are things with you and Elle?”

Reg thought that question about him and his wife was a bit odd, but he answered anyway. “Just great. Why do you ask?”

[MF] perverted colleague

I guess I’m looking more for advice or insight. **Super long post warning** but I did my best to remember everything in detail while keeping it interesting story wise so that I don’t just write a bunch of bullet points out. This is all true and not exaggerated.

So I’m currently in a long distance relationship with my wife due to my work. I took her virginity and we’re happily married. When we first married I’d bring up sharing her pictures with friends and she was completely against it but after a couple of years and talking to her about it more when we’d be having sex or over the phone with her pleasing herself She’s come around more to be okay with the thoughts of it.

I’ve ended up frequently sharing her nudes with a friend of mine (her permission) and that’s about as far as we’ve gotten when it comes to sharing her.

To give a description of her She’s middle eastern. Light skin, Asian looking eyes. 34 DD or E cup(depending on the bra.) small nipples. flat stomach, petite waist big thick ass. 5’4 about 120lbs.

A little threesome story, turned twosome, nothing crazy but true

The wife (50) and I have been having threesomes for several years (MFM). Our regular guy moved 10 hours away from us, so now we only see him once in a great while. He tells my wife he is going to be in town this past weekend so we made plans for Sunday. We all get along super good and have fun out of the bedroom just hanging out also. The week leading up to the day we had been having crazy sex with just her and I. We usually do anyway but it was off to the races this week. One day she had mentioned that it would be fun being with another guy by herself (talking about a new guy we had a threesome with recently), and I quizzed her on the reason- not being a dick, just really wanted to know the reason she wanted to be with someone without me. She said it was basically so she could concentrate on just fucking, I understand that and am cool with it. She hasn’t been with very many without me but I do give her permission once in awhile so it wasn’t out of the ordinary. It got me thinking about our Sunday plans, and I had a new plan! The day arrives and our regular shows up, we all hang out and goof off around the house. We are all in the kitchen and I look over and wife and regular guy are kissing. It startled me at first because I just happened to look over during our goofing off and there it was. It was super sexy, the feeling is indescribable. I wish others could experience this- without jealousy, seems like all the problems I read about on Reddit are jealous partners. It is an indescribable feeling. We went on about our bullshitting and eating some snacks. Those two would be close sometimes, other times I would be all over her rubbing her clothed body. So the time comes that we are all pretty hot and bothered and I know we are getting close to heading to the bedroom. I then say “I have a treat for you two, I am leaving, you two have fun and I will be back home in at minimum an hour or more”. They both question me, the wife is looking very surprised, and I tell her “I know you would like it, and I know regular guy would dig it too”. Wife kisses me so passionately I almost don’t leave, at the same time regular guy has his arms around her from the back and kissing on her neck. Super hot. I am giddy in my head, I grab my coat and go, do a little shopping, even sat in a parking lot of a QT reading reddit. I almost put this together then but was too excited to type clearly. It is such an indescribable feeling knowing your SO is home having sex, with your permission. Like a gift of pleasure. I wondered how many people at Target were doing the same as I, just burning time so the wife can be home having sex with a super hot guy. It was cool to think about. BTW this guy looks like a super model, I know I know everyone says stuff like that, but no pics allowed here to show you. His wife has low sex drive and he can orgasm and continue on without even stopping! WTH!! I got back and I jumped on the bed with them, they were finished and just bullshitting watching tv. We then went out and made another pizza lol and hung out like old friends. That night she was sore so she gave me an awesome blow job, and the next day she sent me a text “I can’t wait to do you tonight”. She wasn’t kidding, we rocked the house that night.

The good wife.

He paused just before he backed out of his driveway. The lunch that she made was on the seat beside him. He looked at his house and thought how much he loved his little piece of the world. The house, a detached two car garage, two cars, a dog and a sexy wife that sucks on his dick and then spits his semen out into a glass once every two weeks, usually on a Saturday evening.

It is 7:30 am and the landscapers pull up and wait to get out of their truck. In Ramapo NY there is a town law that forbids the noise generated by lawn equipment until 8:00 am on weekdays, and in case you’re interested, 9:00 am on Saturdays and 10:00 am on Sundays. In 2006 *Money* magazine ranked Ramapo as the 49th best place to live in the United States. The three men sitting shoulder to shoulder in the cab of the truck have their coffee and buttered rolls in hand and talk about how hot it is going to be this afternoon. The cicadas are already screaming. This will tell you it’s late July.