Co-worker and my wife. [MFF]

I work in a male dominated field, so when girls get hired, it’s always exciting. We hired a cute young girl name Brandy. She had a boyish figure and short hair. Everyone assumed she was a lesbian. This was confirmed when she said she was living with her girlfriend. However, I heard from another coworker that she also liked to mess around with guys sometimes. This peaked my interest but I didn’t think anything would happen between us.

My wife, Michelle, came to my work one day and met Brandy while she was being trained. I had already told her all about Brandy. As soon as she left, she told me how attracted she was to Brandy and that she wanted to be with her. I kinda ignored the thought, but soon they were Facebook friends and then they had exchanged numbers and were texting all the time. We hung out together with other friends and coworkers a couple of times and nothing happened.

[MF] Breakfast

My wife had had a rough few days and was exhausted by 9pm (just as I was finishing up the dinner dishes). I found her mostly asleep, flopped across our fluffy white duvet in her baby blue stripped thong and one of my white v-necks. I changed into pajamas and gently snuggled up beside her, wrapping her up in the duvet and my big goofy arms. She promptly bit my forearm and passed out with a contented sigh. I laid there grinning at the back of her head…savoring the scent of her hair…and then I blinked and it was dawn.

I nuzzled her then rose quietly to the hard wood, walking around the bed towards the kitchen to start coffee. Pausing to stare creepily…..ahem….affectionately…at my wife. She had flailed in her sleep (as she always does) and now rested on her side with her arms at odd angles and one foot raised to hang off the side of the bed. Her tan toes pointed as if she were a jumper frozen mid-leap.

[M]y wife’s [F]riend (BJ/Anal)

This happened a couple of years ago. Mae, my wife’s friend and I used to fuck years ago before i knew my wife, so we had a history. She dug another guy more and off she went. She was in her early 30’s then, 5’4″, long black hair, Thai, gorgeous ass and small tits. Mae starts coming by the house when we have get togethers and whatnot, no big deal. One night in particular, Mae gets wasted, real flirtatious and having fun. She was wearing a black pleated skirt and a black top. A couple times during the night she leans over and I caught a glimpse a white thong underneath.

Anyway, the party dies down and I go out to the porch for a smoke. Mae comes out. We’re drinking and she mentions that she misses fucking me. I knew she was a go. I asked her what in particular. She told me she missed sucking my cock and getting ass fucked. We tease each other back and forth and she adjusts her seat with her back to the party, lift up the front of her skirt and moves her white panties to the side, showing me her nicely trimmed cunt. She works her right index finger in circles on her clit and in no time she begins to moan and her jizz is running down her slit. I figure we got window of time here and lead her around the side of the house to the back of the shed.

Work Release [MF]

Life has gotten interesting again to me over the past year or so. I’ve enjoyed reading enough things from Gone Wild Stories that I want to share some of my experiences. Names have been changed to protect the guilty as hell. A lot of set up and not a whole lot of sex for the first couple thousand words.

Last April

“Want to grab lunch” Katie asked as we were finishing up a segment of the risk analysis of a variety of pricing configurations for Exchange health insurance policies. Pricing analysis was our baby and our hell. We had been working on this together since 2013 when I was in a different department and noticed that the product profile that we offered was a really dumb offering. I brought that issue up with my boss, and she brought it up with the individual market group.

Somehow I was transferred within two weeks of me opening my mouth. Katie had just started at the company. They had hired her because she was smart even as the bosses did not know how they wanted to use her. We were locked into a little side office for the next eight months until the 2014 policy year started.

[MM] cross dressers story of visiting a dominant man in his hotel room.

The last time I gave a man a blowjob was only the second time I’ve ever done it. It was five years ago. To this day, its still one of the hottest stories I have. I was driven to post it when I drove by the hotel we met at today. I drove by the hotel and instantly became rock hard thinking about what he did to me. Hope you enjoy ;)

We met on Craigslist. He responded to an ad that I put up. The subject alone was enough to picque my interest: “Hello Slut”. He explained that he was here on business and would love to shove his cock in my mouth while I was dressed in some slutty lingerie.

I found myself replying, making plans with him. He was out to dinner with coworkers and would e-mail me when he was back in his room. I heard back from him, we exchanged phone numbers and he texted me to tell me where he was staying and in what room he was in. He also told me that my name is Tina.

[group] my wife just told me she was drugged and gang banged at a frat and it turns me on

My wife and I have been together 6 years and married two. We have always had a pretty adventurous and open sex life.

We watch a lot of porn together and we always watch really Brutal double penetration gangbang “forced” porn. This is really what SHE is into and what makes her cum everytime. ( I’m more into other things but I enjoy these as well)

Well we were out to see a concert last night on a college campus and we have several drinks. We were both pretty tipsy when we left the show and we were heading to a bar to have a drink before we called an uber to our hotel. She mentioned wanting to go to a very seedy bar. As we walked by one I stated that it looks “pretty rapey” and she said “already done that once”

[MF] …but we also fucked (consensual bdsm and rough play)

Last Saturday night [I went to the dungeon with my new friend Lily](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6bd5h0/mf_a_lily_in_the_dungeon_consensual_kink_public/), and we had a lovely time. I thought I would spend Sunday doing chores, playing games with my wife (we’re poly; she knows about Lily), and watching TV.

We did do all those things. But we also fucked, which I wasn’t expecting.

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A brief warning: this story contains [DD/lg](https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=ddlg). If this is a problem for you, turn back now. All participants are over the age of 30.

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A little background: my wife and I have had a quasi-dead bedroom for some time now. She’s had some medical issues (mostly I think it’s anxiety but she’s going to the doctor this week to find out for sure) that have prevented us from having a healthy sex life — and neither of us are very happy about that. On top of that, I apparently “forgot” the right way to spank her, so we’ve been idly looking for a top for her. We’re hoping that a friend of ours will work out, but he’s always busy and not too dependable, even if he is a great top.

But I digress.

[FFF][FFFM] Taken by the Invaders, part 4

Maria awoke to the sounds of groaning and yelling echoing through the camp, from inside the tent. She had fallen asleep reading the book Odhan had given her, sprawled, undignified, among her piles of sorted artifacts.

At first, she thought she was just hearing the groans and yells of returning captured slaves. But the voices were too deep, and pained, for that to be the case. Maria rushed to the entrance of the tent, not caring that she was wearing nothing but her loincloth, out into the warm night.

In the flickering shadows of the bonfires lit around camp, she saw the returning raiders – many limping along, some being carried, though the majority of them seemed to be fine. Maria could not tell whether those being carried were wounded or dead. She felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach.

“Odhan?” she yelled, running out into the camp towards the lines of returning men. She could hear someone else yelling his name as well, though she did not know who it was. “ODHAN?!”

[FFF][FFFM] Taken by the Invaders, part 4

Maria awoke to the sounds of groaning and yelling echoing through the camp, from inside the tent. She had fallen asleep reading the book Odhan had given her, sprawled, undignified, among her piles of sorted artifacts.

At first, she thought she was just hearing the groans and yells of returning captured slaves. But the voices were too deep, and pained, for that to be the case. Maria rushed to the entrance of the tent, not caring that she was wearing nothing but her loincloth, out into the warm night.

In the flickering shadows of the bonfires lit around camp, she saw the returning raiders – many limping along, some being carried, though the majority of them seemed to be fine. Maria could not tell whether those being carried were wounded or dead. She felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach.

“Odhan?” she yelled, running out into the camp towards the lines of returning men. She could hear someone else yelling his name as well, though she did not know who it was. “ODHAN?!”

[MF] a lily in the dungeon (consensual kink, public play)

Despite being actively kinky all of her adult life, Lily — the girl from my post “[into the woods](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/69ni95/mf_into_the_woods_kink_semirough_public/)” — had never been to a BDSM club. It was time to change that.

For those of you who don’t want to read that story: Lily (not her real name) is a submissive masochist into rough play, breath play, spanking, and so on. She’s 5’4 with brown hair dyed red and long on top but shaved on the sides; she has light-brown eyes and cat-eye glasses, an adorable little septum piercing, and a smile to kill for. Oh, and a wonderfully curvy figure (she says she’s 170 pounds) with a perfectly spankable backside. She’s 27. As for me: I’m 38, six feet tall, bald (shaved), with blue eyes, glasses, and a beard. I qualify as a BHM, if that matters.

Lily has two jobs; one is as a waitress. Even though she was scheduled to [clopen](https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=clopen) Saturday night and Sunday morning, she still wanted to go, so we firmed up our plans. However, as usual, something got in the way. In this case, it was her last table at work: a large table, all of them with separate checks. But she did finally escape at 10:30 and head toward my place.