Becoming His Daughter, [crossdressing, Mm, Older/young]

Note: I wrote this a couple weeks ago, looking for input before I write another.

How I became a Crossdressing Sissy Slut –
When I was 16, the summer before my Senior year in High School; I use to chat and cyber with men and women from around the US. I use roleplay/catfish as a teenage girl, most of the time if they asked, I would tell them the truth. I found a guy that lived near me and he convinced me to meet him. He knew I was a boy and enjoyed being a girl.

We talked about what we could do together. We concluded that I could probably fit in his daughter’s clothes, who’s a year older and just graduated. She was out of the house a lot and he found himself alone on his days off while his wife worked.

The day came and I showed up at his house. He was super nice and offered me a alcoholic drink that I took him up on, to calm the nerves. We both were nervous, neither of us had done this before. He showed me his daughter’s room and he had laid out an outfit he would like me to wear. Short while skirt with a lacy tank top. Matching bra and panties of course.

A trip to a Phoenix strip club ends up being hotter than expected! A story about our first trip to a strip club as a married couple. [FFM]

I recently heard that Hiliters club in Phoenix, AZ was in some kind of trouble.  It’s a shame because it is (or was) a fun place.  Hope this isn’t true!

A few years ago, on one of our trips to the Phoenix/Scottsdale area we were in the mood for a few lap dances after we got done learning about Arizona’s native American culture at the Heard Museum in downtown Phoenix.  A quick Google search of the area led us to Hiliters, literally within 5 minutes.  So off we went. This was to be our first strip club experience as a married couple.

Typical strip club both inside and out appearance wise.  What wasn’t typical, was that there were several good looking ladies on a weekday afternoon.   It was probably 1 to 2 pm.  Walk into any Tucson strip club at that time and you see nothing but woman way past their prime.  To be avoided, but this place was different.  Different town, different ideology I guess.

Naughty Laundry ‘duty’ and the satin intimates [M-solo]

My wife has quite a few high-quality ‘fashion’ panties in her lingerie draw. My favourites are a suite of delectable satin panties in red, white, black and gold. The satin is quite lovely and stretchy with a pretty lace border and tiny bow on the front V-panel.

Sometimes I get the opportunity, I come home from the office early, pull down my trousers and underwear and selecting each of the panties in turn, wrap them around my cock and slowly pump my shaft with the soft satin rear panel. I enjoy watching myself in the bedroom mirror as I love seeing the shiny satin ripple enticingly in the light as it flaps against my scrotum as I rub. When I feel orgasm approach I stop, breath deeply until my cock subsides.
Carefully inspecting my knob for precum before choosing another pair, I repeat the process.

I like to start off with the lustrous white pair, because they seem to symbolize virginal purity, then the golden pair, black and finally the red pair since they evoke images of the impure whore.

[MF] Hangover sex

I’m not sure what it is about being hungover, but it makes me incredibly horny. All I need in life is to nut, drink a Gatorade, and eat a breakfast sandwich. Not sure if this is “gonewild”, but it’s a great example of just fucking because you’re body demands it.

One Sunday morning, as I lay in a hotel bed next to my wife after a friend’s wedding the night before, I couldn’t help but want to fuck her. I got out of bed to brush the fur off my tongue, and then got naked before crawling in to bed.

I spooned against her and started to cuddle, but my hand traveled down her body to squeeze her ass, then rub her pussy over her panties. She stirred a bit, and slid her top leg forward, allowing me more access.

“Hangover horny?”, she asked. This is was a regular thing after a night of drinking. I either had to fuck her, or jerk off.

Never lifting her head. Her hand reached behind her to find I was already naked and getting hard. She lazily stroked my cock while I slid her panties aside and started rubbing her pussy lips. They began to get wet.

An unusual end to my Friday night [MF]

I lurk on reddit, and I’m kind of in a relationship so this is a throwaway and I have regrets about what happened. It was unusual and not at all like me, so I feel like writing about it. The alcohol content was high, so some of the details are hazy for me.

This started on Friday night at a cheesy club night in London (if you are local then you might be able to guess where I’m talking about). The kind of place where the crowd is a bit older (I’m 30) and we “ironically” sing along and wallow in nostalgia. I very rarely go clubbing now but was with 3 male friends (and one of their wives), had had quite a lot to drink and was generally having a good time. The place was busy, we were up at the front and strutting our stuff. At one point we started dancing with a group of three girls, took a selfie with them and I jokingly called them our groupies.

Flying solo? Why not… [MF]

If you’ve read the rest you’ll know that the progression hubby and I have made into an open relationship has been fast and furious. In the past months we’ve gone from threesomes, to group sex and have managed it all very comfortably. It’s been uncomplicated, with no dramatics, and to be totally honest, not even a disagreement between us. We just get each other.

I have a fantastic opportunity to learn some gardening tips from one of our friends from the previous stories, Matt, but knowing myself I am certain if his cock comes out I’ll be on my knees in a second. So, I do what any horny wife would do and ask hubby what he thinks before I make the plan. We don’t play alone and although we’ve talked about it in general it’s never come up in this context before. As always he says (as I would to him), “Do what makes you happy, and what you’re comfortable with.” So off I go to have an afternoon with Matt.

To read our other stories and get to know us better before you move on, read these first: [The Cocks and the Guac](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5zc100/the_cocks_and_the_guac_our_first_group_experience/) and [If you swallow, it won’t get in your hair](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61so0o/if_you_swallow_it_wont_get_in_your_hair_grouporgy/)

A Special Treat (MFMMM)

Story Note: This is based on a fantasy my wife and I had in bed recently. I chose to write it in the format of a gonewildstories post.

As I was driving home from work I was filled with anticipation. My wife and I had been building up to this night for some time. It has taken a while to find the right guys for it, searching on online sites, meeting up in person to discuss what we wanted. We’d played with each of them individually before, but never all three together.

I got home and was greeted at the door by my wife. She’d clearly started to get ready, working on curling her hair. We moved around the house, getting ourselves ready, and grabbed something to eat before the guys started arriving later in the evening.

You can look at our post history if you want an idea of what we look like, but briefly I am medium height, medium build, blue eyes, brown short hair and a chin of thick stubble/very short beard. I also have a rather hairy chest that my wife loves. My wife is also medium height, long dark brown hair with brown eyes. She has a curvy figure with big, full breasts and a round arse, just my type.

[MF] [MMF] [Cheating wife] turns me into her husbands bicurious use

I had met Tim and Sammy through work. Tim was a few years younger than me, athletic, and full of self confidence. Sammy was his slightly younger wife. She was Filipino and had an alluring body and face. I had a reputation for sleeping with people’s wives at works that was, well, deserved. Sammy found out about the reputation through some of the other spouses.

It was not shocking really when she messaged me on FB one night. Her hubs was at work and I had the night off. Her boredom was apparent in how she was talking as we kept messaging. I was a bit tanked so me leaving my place was a no go. I got tired of her round about suggestive messages so point blank asked her if she wanted to come over and have some fun. She agreed. I was stoked. Then got to wondering as I waited for her to drive over why she was ‘bored’. Her hubs was a good looking guy. They seemed lovey dovey whenever we were hanging out outside of work as a group.

[MF] Our first real hotwife experience. Why do I like this so much?

My wife and I are both in our early 30’s, have a great relationship both emotionally and sexually. We’ve been talking about getting into hotwifery for years. She’s always been open to it but I was the driving force behind the idea. Never pushing or pressuring but encouraging. A year or two ago we met up with a younger guy from CL and she wound up jerking him off while I watched. It was definitely a fun time but we were left unsure how to proceed from there. It was good but not great. Time goes by and we keep talking about the idea of it all. During this time we meet another guy…a bit older than us this time…on CL. We wind up talking to him for several months before we finally met last week. The wife and our new friend met for a drink in a bar while I finished up work. She texts me that they had a good time and she likes him but doesn’t want to do anything that night. I pick her up and we talk about the entire encounter. during the course of our conversation we both wind up getting so worked up we tell him to come back to meet us. we drive to pick him up with my wife in the back seat. he jumps in and while I drive around trying to find space to park I can hear them starting to explore each other in the back seat. I hear her say “wow” and I know its because she’s finally gotten her hand on his cock…which is about 2 inches longer and 1 inch thicker than mine. I finally find a spot to park and turn around in my seat to watch them. her top is off and he’s handling her tits like he owns them and she’s loving it. his fully exposed cock is in her hand and she’s leaning over to spit onto it so she can jerk him off. i know in my gut she’s loving this guy’s cock and she wants to do more but will probably only wind up jerking him off like our last encounter for all the reasons we’ve been apprehensive so far. i run my hand along her back…over her neck and onto her head. i grasp her hair in my fist and pull her head back a bit. she sticks her tongue out. without hesitating i plunge her head down on this new cock that’s much bigger than mine. she moans with pure happiness. he does the same. she proceeds to blow him while he and i roam our hands over her. finally he asks her if he can cum in her mouth. her only answer is to blow him faster until he dumps a thick load down her throat. we put ourselves back together and i drop him off at his car. the wife and i go home and fuck like we first met. we loved it and now she’s dying to have him fuck her. i can’t wait to see him push his thick cock into her. i know all the psychologic reasoning and i know we’re all good. I’m just still so baffled why we both like this so much. i can only imagine how we’re going to fuck after he’s been inside her.

[MFM] The reality of two cocks for my wife

My wife left our house early that Friday evening to meet up with her friend at his apartment. They had sex a handful of times before. Over the course of a few years of sexual rendezvous with this gentleman, there had been some talk of getting the three of us together at the pleasure my wife. She was hoping this particular Friday was the day it would finally happen.

About an hour after my wife left I received THE text saying he was in the mood for the long awaited MfM. My heart raced with excitement. I texted back and told them I will be right over. And to not wait for me to get started. I received a :) back.

I left our house in a wreck of nerves. Mostly due to excitement, but there was a short shadow of doubt cast in my mind. They had filmed themselves having sex in the past. And I enjoyed their clips of pornographic friendship, but could I take the action on the other side of the black mirror, up close and in the flesh?