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[M][F] Your basic clichéd story about bad bets, ungrateful sisters, star port casinos, tentacle porn, and karma [Fantasy].

I’m not a bad guy. But I like gambling and Death-Ball and I’ve made a few bad wagers at the Tentacle-Porn-We-Will-Skull#@*$-You-To-Death-If-You-Don’t-Pay-Your-Debts All-Night Star Port Casino over the years.

Don’t look at me like that! My last big wager was a sure thing. I would have completely paid off my gambling debts. It’s not like I planned to sell my twenty-three-year old sister to one-eyed, tentacle aliens. When you put up your little sister as collateral on a sure-thing, it’s not even like you’re wagering her. The chance of Yivo the Undefeated choking to death on a peanut in the final Death-Ball match wasn’t a blip on the probability charts.

Let’s be honest though, what’s done is done. A man must live up to his obligations or he’s not much of a man. Am I right? I’m right. So, the thing is, they’re coming for my sister and while I’m no longer going to owe my soul to the casinos (thanks sis), I’m as broke as a non-Leonardo DiCaprio Dead Rabbit in civil war era New York City.

By the way, if you didn’t get that last reference, don’t worry. Not everyone can keep up with me when I get rolling. Like I said, though, what’s done is done.

First camping trip of the year [MC]

We traveled up north again with our camper late on Friday afternoon. we arrived to the camp
site right at dark in the rain. I set up the camper and got all the leveling/ stabilizer jacks down
and in place. Soon after I went inside the rain stopped and the night seemed to clear. We went
outside but without fire wood we just set up a few tiki torches and sat listening to the night. as
we sat in our zero gravity chairs reached for my wife’s hand but accidentally ended up with my
hand on her thigh. The sexual tension grew thick in the damp night air as darkness fell
completely over the campground.

first camping trip of the year [MF] [exhibition] [public] [outdoor]

We traveled up north again with our camper late on Friday afternoon. we arrived to the camp
site right at dark in the rain. I set up the camper and got all the leveling/ stabilizer jacks down
and in place. Soon after I went inside the rain stopped and the night seemed to clear. We went
outside but without fire wood we just set up a few tiki torches and sat listening to the night. as
we sat in our zero gravity chairs reached for my wife’s hand but accidentally ended up with my
hand on her thigh. The sexual tension grew thick in the damp night air as darkness fell
completely over the campground.

To [M]y surprise, a night of [group] fun with my g[F] presents itself [MMFF]

I’ve wanted to write this story for a while now, just never had the time or influence until I found /r/gonewild. If you don’t care to read the back story, skip to the “fun time” section.

My wife and I have been married now for 3 years, happily I might add. This story takes place during the first year we were dating. We weren’t engaged yet but I had already decided that I was going to ask her at some point; I just hadn’t picked out the right time (or gotten the ring yet!). For security sake, we’ll just say my wife’s name is Steph. She is 5’9″ with a curvy yet confident body and D cups. I’m 6’1″ and go 275, decent build but definitely not where I wanted to be at the time. Our sex life up to this point had been pretty good, but even after only 6 months sometimes if you have sex a lot your love life can get stale if you don’t mix it up. We had often told each other about our fantasies, mine of course (typical of most guys) was a MFF threesome and maybe some soft/full swaps. She said she could probably get into that but wanted to be married first. Of course I respected that, and I had a friend who was in a swinging relationship who agreed that it was the best way to go, wait until after you’re married.

After a week away,[M]y wi[F]e surprises me with a treat. (Oral, anal)

I’m not the best writer, but I’ll do what I can.
I was away from home for a week with some friends, leaving my wife behind. I’m gonna preface with I’m an ass man. Love ass, love butts, love it all.

I came home late after the trip, which was a 14 hour drive home in one shot. Right when I get into bed, the wife spoons into me, which she rarely does. she’s not a big fan of assplay, but knows I love it and how crazy it drives me.

The next day, standard routine day off together stuff. Groceries, laundry etc. At one point I Say how much I’ve “missed her” to which she cooly replies “Oh, you’re gonna fuck me tonight”.
———— the good stuff ———————————-

We get down to the deed. She’s a plump woman, large breasts and ass. She’s wearing a pair of silk panties that cover her ass and a corset to cover the rest with thigh highs. I’m blown away as I enter the room after a shower, not expecting this treat.
I get into bed, laying on my back, when she puts one thigh over me and the rest of her body on me, her breast almost spilling onto me.

[FM] Literally Suffocated by Pussy

At this point in my myriad stories I think it’s been made clear that I’m something of an *aficionado* of cunnilingus. I won’t claim to be amazing at it, but I do try to bring as much relish to the experience as I can, which I know is helpful. Women can tell when you’re having fun in the *nether realm* and can **absolutely** tell when you’re looking for the first opportunity to escape, so finding your proverbial bliss when eating a woman out is a pretty firm prerequisite to the experience.

I found my own bliss courtesy of a young and thoroughly insatiable woman who worked at the local paper. She also happened to be the antithesis of everything I am normally attracted to – she was very petite, she came from a rich family, and she was honestly fairly quiet.

But she was also a writer – a poet – and at the time I wasn’t accustomed to meeting with, talking to, and working alongside a woman who was unabashedly better at the craft than I was in almost every respect. It was a very significant attractor for me – I loved the way we would write back and forth, and enjoyed the unique way she’d pen her thoughts.

The Mad King’s Road: A Sexy Show For The Envoy [M/F, fantasy, oral, vaginal, voyeur, exhibitionism, romance]

THE STORY SO FAR: The busty young Dwarven woman Brunhilde and her new human husband Mathir have spent the better part of a year traveling by caravan from the Southern Continent to the North. Along the way, they befriend a handsome diplomat from the Kingdom of Raelen named Tobias.

– – –

All twenty-two wagons with their seventy passengers, drivers, traders, and families, plus the twenty outriding guards and seventeen free riders attached to Ruckus’s Caravan, set out on the Mad King’s Road shortly after mid-morning. A drizzling rain started shortly afterward, following them along the broad stone-paved road for hours.

The Mad King’s Road was the longest, most durable, and most advanced road in all the known worlds. Legend had it that over eight hundred years before one of the first emperors of the Darlani Empire, Lantis II, ordered it to stretch from his capital city of Algren in the west to the port city of Havenmoor on the east coast, almost a continent’s span away. Then, becoming obsessed to the point of madness, he ordered the road extended south as well from Havenmoor, his vast army pushing forward to conquer and hold many strange lands in an ever thinning corridor so the road could be built. Lantis II spent ever increasing amounts of treasure and manpower on the road, thinking it would bring him some kind of immortality. But as he became older and his grip on the throne weakened, the construction of the road broke his kingdom’s coffers and the Darlani Empire fell into a savage civil war that lasted decades.

The Mad King’s Road: A Sexy Show For The Envoy [M/F, fantasy, oral, vaginal, voyeur, exhibitionism, romance]

THE STORY SO FAR: The busty young Dwarven woman Brunhilde and her new human husband Mathir have spent the better part of a year traveling by caravan from the Southern Continent to the North. Along the way, they befriend a handsome diplomat from the Kingdom of Raelen, named Tobias.

—-

All twenty-two wagons with their seventy passengers, drivers, traders, and families, plus the twenty outriding guards and seventeen free riders attached to Ruckus’s Caravan, set out on the Mad King’s Road shortly after mid-morning. A drizzling rain started shortly afterward, following them along the broad stone-paved road for hours.

The Mad King’s Road was the longest, most durable, and most advanced road in all the known worlds. Legend had it that over eight hundred years before one of the first emperors of the Darlani Empire, Lantis II, ordered it to stretch from his capital city of Algren in the west to the port city of Havenmoor on the east coast, almost a continent’s span away. Then, becoming obsessed to the point of madness, he ordered the road extended south as well from Havenmoor, his vast army pushing forward to conquer and hold many strange lands in an ever thinning corridor so the road could be built. Lantis II spent ever increasing amounts of treasure and manpower on the road, thinking it would bring him some kind of immortality. But as he became older and his grip on the throne weakened, the construction of the road broke his kingdom’s coffers and the Darlani Empire fell into a savage civil war that lasted decades.

[M]y Wi[F]e Caught Me Watching Porn-(Part 3)

[PART 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6jrymi/my_wife_caught_me_watching_pornpart_2/)

Lucy opens the door to the bedroom and walks me towards the bed, kisses me on the cheek and says “you’ve had your reward, now time for my fun” as she turns heading towards the bathroom, picking up a large shopping bag along her way.
Before she disappears into the bathroom she turns and says “I want you naked and hard when I return Slave!” shutting the bathroom door behind her with a confidant swing of her hips.
Slave? I think to myself, what have I gotten myself into? What has she bought in that bag? Her fun now? Do I need a safe word? We haven’t discussed any limits or boundaries for this. My mind races as I begin to undress, filled with fear, excitement, anxiety and arousal. All this mixed with the fact I had just blown a huge load down Lucy’s throat (see part 2) meant that I was finding it difficult to remain erect, not for my lack of trying as I hastily jerked my cock as not to disobey Lucy’s orders.
5 or 6 minutes go by and I’m lying there limp dicked waiting on Lucy to emerge from the bathroom with her mystery bag of shopping. At this point my excitement is mostly taken over by fear, fear of disobeying Lucy, fear of what’s to come and fear of what is in that fucking bag.