[M]y wife’s (36) fun while I sleep

I’ve always been interested in having an mfm with a random girl, and on the two occasions when a friend and I have gone home with a girl we’ve met at the bar the girl has gotten a little too intimidated by the situation when the clothes have come off and one of us guys has to leave. As a married man I have given up on this and also realized that the mfm desire is an excuse for me to get close to another guy naked and have some light bi interaction. So the dream I had the other week about my wife sleeping with a younger guy kind of threw me and I’ve jerked off to it three times already:

Training My Wife’s Teen Sister (In more ways that one!)

“Harder! Destroy this tiny little pussy that you claim to love to fuck so much,” my wife yelped as I continued to thrust inside her, parting her glistening lips from behind. I love fucking her doggystyle. I looked down at her plump caramel colored ass and smacked her right cheek as I bucked my hips harder, plunging my manhood deeper into her sex. After the smack, and the redness it left, I grabbed her just above her hips and pulled her into me as I thrusted even harder. I looked down at the kaleidoscope of nerve endings just a few inches above my cock. Her forbidden entrance was the sexiest I had seen, and not forbidden at all. But I wouldn’t be fucking her ass tonight.

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My first deep dive into BDSM [fM]

For those that read my last story: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xjp3m5/the_art_teacher_and_her_student_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

Lest you think of me as some sort of cocksman, it was nearly a year before I dated. After the art teacher and I broke up I was cast adrift.

In August of 82 I started art school at a then prestigious institution on a full ride scholarship. By the time this went down it was October ’83. I drank, a lot. There were nights I’d go by my teachers apartment building. Then, right after new years I decided I needed to move on.

My next girlfriend was Deirdra. She solidified the sexual me that fully unfurled my freak flag.

She was the physical antithesis of my art teacher in many ways. Black hair dark eyes and olive complexion, I would call her looks Mediterranean. She had large c cup breast and an ample ass. I should have looked up what her name means, she lived it.

I met her at a halloween party. She found me. I was dressed in a business suit which was the furthest thing from where I was (though I found it funny, inside jokes rarely work at halloween parties). She had on a bunny costume. Not a playboy bunny mind you, an Easter bunny.

[C] A Hotwife’s Hot Gangbang, Featuring DnD. [Gangbang] [Blowjob] [Anal] [Yuri]

[Features: Gangbang, hotwife, yuri, anal, double anal, facesitting, blowjob, dnd, spitroast]

Crack!

With a great and mighty blast, the beast was struck. A scratch and barely that. It seemed to laugh at the party’s last weak attempt. The half-elf Sorcerer barely had time to react before he was flung to the side, hurling himself directly into the rest of his party members, where they lay unconscious. Alone stood a lone gnome, a cleric. The great demonic beast towered over her, but it was not without fault.

The battle had been brutal, Zect rushing in a brutal barbarian rage, only to be smited down by the furious hand of the Greater Demon. But he had risen back up, again and again, while Amalia had moved to entrap it with vines and call upon her great druidic powers to transform into a mighty bear. And although Ilanor was but a normal human fighter, he had well learned when to take advantage of an opportunity. While the Greater Demon had fought tooth and nail with a Druidic Bear and a mad Berserker, he had snuck around and begun laying into it’s side. Their damage was mighty, incredible even, but soon they’d fall. They would not outlast the demon.

MY FIRST TIME WITH MY NEIGHBOR – Part I. [MF] [First time] [MILF] [Cheating]

I’ve had this woman called Monica live in my neighborhood for a long time. She’s quite short but curvy, with shoulder-length brown hair and brown eyes. She’s a tiny, charming lady even at first glance. She must be around 45, and her voice… She has such a high-pitched tone! She sounds like a tiny bird tweeting. Every time I hear her talking, it makes me… It always makes something work inside me.

There’s only one problem with her: she’s married. Apparently, I know her family quite well, too. In fact, her son – Daniel – and I were good friends when we were children. I also know her younger son – Benjamin –, who I meet at times when I go out to play football with my friends. And John, her husband, is a big, bald guy – who is actually really friendly! I like them all, to be honest. They’re good neighbors, despite being a bit noisy at times.

Back in China and just found a new side chick this week! [MF]

OK. this is 100% true. I lived in China for several years back about 5 years ago and was last back in China 3 years ago just before COVID. Been stuck in the USA ever since but got married to a Chinese lady a few years back and in July they just started issuing “family reunion” visas, so I was finally able to come back to China. Arrived mid October and had to spend 7 days in a quarantine hotel and another 3 days in self (home) quarantine. My wife’s sister lives here in this somewhat remote area and we are only here for a few months due to my single-entry visa, so my wife’s sister helped us get an apartment in the same complex as she lives. No this isn’t about my wife’s sister.

Anyway, we are living in this remote area that is about an hour from the center of a very large city, sort of on the outskirts but it is very local. I have been here and out of quarantine about two weeks now and haven’t seen a single other foreigner, which is odd since when I lived in a 2nd tier city before I would see lots of foreigners. I think with COVID and the lack of visas and the generally non-pro Western things going on here that lots of foreigners have left and almost none are coming back, plus I am in this pretty remote area.

Unmasked by the Masters F(50)MMM(30+) Interracial, public, BDSM

Covid 19 shattered the world that was, the understanding we had, the illusions of security and privilege that our society accepts. The world my husband lived in. Before our marriage, I had been a soldier and served a lot of places where the safety and security he believes is the natural state had never existed, where loss touched everyone, where risks couldn’t be managed, they just had to be survived. Now that Covid came, everyone got to join my world.

My comfortable teaching job was on hold, outreach teaching is not really needed when all the classes are on line anyway. I was called up by my reserve army unit to work to support the struggle to keep the vulnerable populations, the old folks homes and shut ins with medical issues supplied.

Happy Birthday Pt3 [FFM][Inc]

Will was half-dressed when he realized that Lena was taking a long time talking to Katie. He quickly finished dressing and made his way to the other end of the hallway to Katie’s room. The door was slightly ajar but rather than just barging in and disturbing their conversation, he craned his neck to listen. The first thin he heard was a long, low moan and immediately recognized that sound. He only ever heard it when Lena was seriously sexually aroused. Pushing to door a little more open, Will peeked inside, and what he saw made his dick harden in his pants. Lena and Katie were naked, Lena, on her back, Katie between her knees furiously licking Lena’s cunt and fingering her pussy. Will dropped a hand to his bulging crotch, staring at his daughter’s naked body, watching the way she tongued Lena’s swollen, juicy pussy. Then Lena came, spasms that Will was familiar with, he watched Katie as she sucked her fingers, cleaning Lena’s juice off them, then kiss up Lena’s body kissing and cuddling in the afterglow of their lovemaking. His cock was hard as a rock just looking at this tableau of naked flesh. He struggled to get his cock out and he began to stroke his engorged cock.

[FM] High and Horny : Dinner with my coworker Danny (Friday)

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I show up to work feeling quite nervous after what happened last night. Danny comes into my office per usual to say good morning to me. We awkwardly hug and he tells me he can’t stop thinking about last night. I tell him we should probably talk but not in the office.

We get to work and don’t chat much the rest of the day. Around 5 pm, Dannys tells me he’s heading home and expects to see me around 6! I confirm and tell him I’ll be there!

After work, I head over to Danny’s for dinner. I hug his wife and Paula and head into the kitchen with her to see what she’s cooking. Danny and I just say heyy in passing. Once dinner is ready, Danny comes over to help set the table and we all chat and laugh while enjoying our meal. I look over at Danny and he really looks so handsome. I’m still in my work clothes, a black pencil skirt with a button up blouse tucked in. Danny has changed into jeans and a white T shirt and I can see his fit body form through the shirt. I feel so bad having these thoughts with Paula in the room, but sometimes my pussy thoughts are stronger than my brain’s logical thoughts.

I[M]’ve been fucking a grad student[TF] since she was an undergrad

If y’all have been following my previous [posts](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/yjud1d/i_27m_love_making_my_friends_wife_34f_feel_guilty/), you might not know that I have other FWBs, but this other one is one of my top favorite go-to fucks.

She’s currently a grad student at the university of the college town/city I live in, and we’ve been fucking for about three years. She wasn’t my first sexual experience with a trans woman, which was coincidentally during my undergrad. Between that and now, I’ve only had two, but hoping for more.

I met my trans FWB at a charity event that my company was hosting. She was one of the college volunteers that was also assigned to my team’s station. I didn’t know she was trans at the time. All I knew was, when she walked in wearing the tight red volunteer shirt and her sexy demeanour, I was hooked.

At first I played it cool, introduced myself, and kept it professional, mostly to not to look like an absolute perv around my colleagues. As much of a horndog as I am, I love my career and would never directly mix my professional world with my sexual one. I have never had any any sexual relationships with anyone at work.