Tag: Wife

“It’s late. If we’re gonna fuck I suppose we should do it now.” [MF]

First story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/875jrg/or_we_could_just_yknow_fuckmf)
Second story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8db765/im_tired_are_we_going_to_fuck_or_should_i_sort)

A few days later.

It was late. I was walking home in the cold with a bag a goodies from my dealer after a shitty week. Naturally, I’d stopped off for a couple on my way there, a couple on my way back and a couple for good luck. I was tipsy. It was an achievement, considering he only lived a ten minute walk away.

The plan was simple. Order Chinese, get stoned as fuck and do my very best not to tug one out. Conscious conservation. I’d been saving myself, just in case. As I approached my building I saw her, standing in the stoop, waiting. A broad, involuntary smile spread across my face.

The usual story. It was late, she’d missed her bus, her phone was dead. She was shivering. I was her savior, yet again. I swear I was practically hard with anticipation as we climbed the stairs. I had expectations, whether I wanted them or not. Once inside I told her to make herself at home and excused myself. Fucking beer. I had to sit down to piss because of my anticipatory semi.
I found her in the living room, her coat draped over a chair, dressed, for want of a better analogy, like a hooker. A tight top through which her nipples poked, a short skirt that hugged her hips and best of all, knee length fuck-me boots. I’m pretty sure I did that thing that Homer Simpson does when he sees pork chops. James fucking Bond. Read more »

Taunted and teased [FM]

I recently had an affair with a married man. We have been friends for awhile and I always found myself wanting to fuck him regardless of his wife.
It started with slight flirting and during a cookout last month we found ourselves alone in the kitchen together. I put some feelers out there that I wanted him with rubbing my ass against him as I passed by him and letting my hand graze his cock.

Last week, we finally fucked, and I never imaged him being so dominant. He ended up coming over to have a beer and while chatting on my couch, I braved it and slightly massaged his thigh as an invitation. He ended up grabbing my wrist and telling me not yet. And proceeded to take control of the situation. He reached over grabbed my lower lip in his mouth and sucked hard. When I tried to reach and deepen the kiss, he would pull back and nibble again. Then he would grab my hair back and take over the kissing. Even with him kissing me, I found myself getting wet and hotter for him. And he knew it. He then would fondle my breasts and rub the peaks of my nipples and twist slightly, and asking if I wanted them sucked. And each moan and each plea for more, he would get rougher. Read more »

Noirty By Night 1 – Sore to the core [FM][Noir][Series]

Have you ever met someone who was so far gone there is no saving? As a cop I see it all the time, the junkies and hobos who either never stood a chance in life or took a wrong turn somewhere. The killers who show so little remorse you start thinking the death penalty isn’t that bad after all.

It’s not usually one of our own though, we always help each other out of those dark places of mind. Or so I thought, but Ericson apparently hadn’t.

The night had started slow in the detective’s den, a skeletton crew pushing papers and monitoring calls until everyone was so bored out of their minds we started wishing for some case to pop up on our radars. That’s probably the worst thing about this job, the fact that for us to feel alive and needed someone else has to suffer like no one should have to.

A call had come in, neighbor heard a possible shot inside an apartment above him and Moira and I took the chance to get out of the department, breath some fresh air and risk our lives a little to feel alive. Didn’t take long before that twisted sense of happiness turned into wordless disbelief. Read more »

Noirty By Night 1 – Sore to the core [FM][Noir][Series]

Have you ever met someone who was so far gone there is no saving? As a cop I see it all the time, the junkies and hobos who either never stood a chance in life or took a wrong turn somewhere. The killers who show so little remorse you start thinking the death penalty isn’t that bad after all.

It’s not usually one of our own though, we always help each other out of those dark places of mind. Or so I thought, but Ericson apparently hadn’t.

The night had started slow in the detective’s den, a skeletton crew pushing papers and monitoring calls until everyone was so bored out of their minds we started wishing for some case to pop up on our radars. That’s probably the worst thing about this job, the fact that for us to feel alive and needed someone else has to suffer like no one should have to.

A call had come in, neighbor heard a possible shot inside an apartment above him and Moira and I took the chance to get out of the department, breath some fresh air and risk our lives a little to feel alive. Didn’t take long before that twisted sense of happiness turned into wordless disbelief. Read more »

[MF] Stepping out on my shitty marriage and the tale of the large labia

I got married in my mid-twenties as I had gotten my girlfriend pregnant and felt it was the right thing to do. What I didn’t realize at the time was marrying for anything but love is a terrible decision. Needless to say, my marriage was a disaster and I found myself having an increasingly wandering eye.

I had started working at a new company as a temporary employee and there was no shortage of good looking women. Temporary work is the worst jobs that the regular employees don’t want to do so at least I had ample eye candy to look at while I carried on.

One woman, Patty, caught my eye right away. She had caught me looking at her in the break room and I figured she would report me to HR or my company supervisor. She did neither and I found her checking me out on occasion as time went on. As I said, I was in my twenties but Patty was in her thirties so she was intriguing to me. Read more »

[MF] cheating with the neighbor. Something I’m not proud of.

NSFW

This happened many years ago, my wife was taking our daughter somewhere but our son was staying with me, I don’t remember where she was going, but I do remember that I was going to walk to the grocery store for a bottle of soda that was located near our home at the time. As I was about to leave the house, my wife asked me to stop at the neighbors house that lived a couple doors down the road from us. Her good friend, at the time, lived there with her husband and two sons. Wherever my wife was going, she wanted me to ask her friend if she wanted anything brought back from that place.

I guess I should give some info here:
Quick description of both of us. I’m 6’2” and 220 pounds with an average cock size, about 6”. She’s 5’5”-5’6” about 130lbs with blonde shoulder length hair and 36D chest. Read more »

Wife’s first threesome [mfm]

here’s another story for you guys. I tried to attach a picture to this one like i said i would but i can’t figure how to.

This specific story happened a little before we got married. We were dating now for about a year and fucking like rabbits. Everywhere and anywhere we got a chances i was balls deep in her. One evening after sex we laid in bed and i asked her if she ever imagined having a threesome with two guys. She was young and naive at the time and had only been with one guy sexually in her life up to this point and that one guy was me. After i asked her that she asked me if it was something i wanted, i replied I’d like to try it. She was reluctant at first but finally said she’ll do it for me.

I jumped to action and got something planned out a couple nights later with her and one of my friends. Now my friend had no clue about what was going on but my wife/ girlfriend (Tina). Knew what was to become of the night. Read more »

An Evening In Napa – Part 1 [FF]

*Reposting because I’m a moron and got the tag wrong…*

At college and for a little while afterwards, I worked at a Starbucks in SoCal. It was just 15 or 20 hours a week for spending money, and I enjoyed it most of the time. There was the occasional asshole customer, sure, but we were busy enough that they never really made an impression, and I liked the people I worked with, most of whom were around my age.

I also liked many of our regulars. Being a barista is a lot like bartending, another of the many strings on the bow I wielded until I found a real career path. There are people you see at the same time every day; you get to know their name and their order, and sometimes you get to know them beyond a simple business transaction.

That was how I met Laura. She was a pretty blonde professional in her late thirties who came in and ordered an unsweetened iced tea five days a week, regardless of the weather. Read more »

Setting my wi[F]e up to get fucked by another [M]an at the same bar I’m getting a drink at [FM]

The following transcript from WhatsApp dialogue with my wife earlier today…

HUSBAND: Setup… I get us a hotel room… Your instruction is to buy yourself something sexy and fun for our night out. You’re to wear it beneath your dress. We meet at a bar. I arrive way before you and scope out the scene. I text you that you should arrive acting single and as though you don’t know me.

HUSBAND: You arrive and take a single empty seat at the bar. I’m on the other end of the bar. My jaw drops when I see how hot you’ve made yourself. Eye makeup, hair up, lots of skin. Your neck, collar bone and chest -begging to be kissed. And your cleavage is incredible, revealing. Your confidence is sexy as fuck

HUSBAND: I watch the room change as men stare at you, you gorgeous vixen. Sex exudes from you. You fearlessly make eye contact as you please. Men can’t help but meet your gaze full of desire

WIFE: I will read and respond to above texts in 9 min Read more »