Continued after hubby got home [FF] [FFM] [Group]

My hubby wrote the start of our story a while back and asked that I finish it (as he never did). I’ve been having fun on here for the past couple days flirting and rediscovered our half written story. I hope you enjoy the continuation from my perspective!

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[Part 1 (via his side) – here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/56zt91/there_she_was_underneath_amber_lying_on_her_back/)

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I’d never done anything like this before. I don’t know what came over me other than a sudden realization that after all of our conversations about it, my husband wanted to see what I would do with another couple – and that turned me on like crazy.

As we moved toward the bedroom, I squeezed his hand and looked into his eyes to make sure he was okay with everything that was going on. All I saw staring back at me was a fire unlike any I’d seen from him before. Amber and Jake were laughing behind us right on our heels to get to the bedroom.

“So, did I miss anything else other than what I just got to witness?” he asked.

[MF] On the Road to the Honeymoon, we couldn’t wait!

The day after my wedding was pretty awesome. I finally got to wake up to the woman of my dreams and call her my wife. It was a good day already as we slept until almost noon. After a quick shower, we were ready to hit the road to our honeymoon. On the way out the door, we decided on a whim to stop at the local sex toy store to see if there was anything that we wanted. We got in there and my wife went straight for this new toy that she wanted to get really badly. She told me that she went to that same store the night of her bachlorette party and wanted to get it but, it was expensive. It was expensive but, she begged and pleaded until finally I caved and we got it.

She’s Not Who You Think She Is, Or Was, Or Will Be [Str8][MF][SciFi-ish][Mind/Reality Control]

Yet another story prompt I took from another subreddit. Enjoy.

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***Officer Holly Stone: Conduct Unbecoming***

She slammed her locker open, once again surrounded by pinups and poorly photographed porn of women in various uniforms, most of them cops, but more than a few exceptions of firefighters, flight attendants, and military personnel. She’d just come off of midnight shift, her third month of it, with no end in sight, yet another ‘perk’ of being the first and only woman on the North Bering Police Department. She wasn’t going to give the other guys the satisfaction of tearing them down. The morning janitorial staff would do that for her, but the point was driven home: She didn’t belong. She wasn’t one of them.

The sound of a shower turning on made her jump, especially since she was down to just her uniform pants and bra. No one else was supposed to be in there while she changed. The NBPD was building a smaller women’s locker room, but it wasn’t going to be done for months.

The Cocks and the Guac – our first [group] experience [MFMFF] [long]

If you want to read about our other experiences click on any of the links below.

[Our first threesome – MFF](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5v1vkn/2_are_wetter_than_1_long_read_but_worth_it_mff/)

[Date #2 – MFF](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ve2bk/2_are_wetter_than_1_second_dates_are_better_than/)

[Just the two of us – MF](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5vr0xv/2_are_wetter_than_1_our_mf_sexty_afternoon_romp/)

 

This night, and this story, is different from my others. You see, our explorations have moved hard and fast. I started out two months ago as a bisexual who wanted to occasionally play with women. Fast forward to today, and here I am planning to attend an orgy where I can do basically whatever I want (my hubby and I discussed rules and if condoms are used and we stay in the same room, we’ve decided it’s best to just do what you’re comfortable with). So, here we go…

 

Wife succumbs to crush on husbands brother

It was nearing the end of the night. I’ve had a few beers in me, and a celebratory shot for the birthday girl. Dinner was light yet filling. Chicken, bacon wrapped asparagus, and sweet potatoes. Simple and delicious. The first floor bathroom was regularly occupied from everyone imbibing a bit too much. A standard birthday dinner with my husbands family, it’s a shame he often missed these gatherings due to work. I head upstairs to pee and take a minute to reflect. It’s rare that family get togethers go so smoothly for most people. How lucky am I to marry into a family that is so like-minded and laid back. Drinks all around, silly banter, intellectual conversation. I pee, wash up and linger a minute in the bathroom, make sure there’s no food in my teeth, and check the time. 9:51. It was getting late, some would laze on the couches while others headed outside to enjoy a few more drinks. The best part of any night; taking the time to enjoy a gathering the way you want to. I step out of the bathroom and was a bit taken aback by my brother in law standing there. He was waiting I suppose, and probably just taking a mental break. He always sort of startled me, but in a good way. He was incredibly tall, and towered over me as I’m only about 5′ 2″. His voice was so deep that it almost had two tones. The deep bellow, and the strong vibration that emanated as he spoke. A full head of eye-catching red hair and a genuine huge smile always plastered on his face. Interacting with him was always all encompassing. Most people were drawn to him, and he was a natural performer. His presence was always distracting. He effortlessly takes command of a room, a character no doubt.
“Heyyyy!!!” He bellowed out. He pulled me in for a hug. He was a hugger, always friendly and took the time to mingle one on one with people when given the chance. He was a little drunk and obviously enjoying himself.
“Enjoying the evening little miss Eva?”
“Of course!” I blushed a little, I could never help it.
“It’s nice to have you around, you really bring everyone together!”
“Hey, thanks! I love being with you guys. Everyone’s always bound to have a good time!”
“You stickin around for a bit longer?” He asked.
“Probably just a while longer, regular day tomorrow, so I can’t get too crazy.” I said with a bashful smile.
“That’s too bad, everyone was just talking about heading down by the pond and having a bonfire.”
“Awe, that sounds awesome, I really shouldn’t get too carried away though.”
“Oh, come on!” He jested.
“Okay, one more drink, then I should head home.” I complied.
“Alright!” He said with a grin.

Product No. 4583-666: Customer Reviews; [MF][MFf][fantasy][mast][nc][inc][bdsm][preg]

**GREAT PRODUCT 5 STARS**

However, it really must be said, this product isn’t for everyone. I was so eager to try on the bra specifically. It’s so hard to find cute, sexy clothing when you’re even slightly plus sized. I didn’t even put it in the wash first, I was so excited. That’s why I ignored the slight irritation I felt against my nipples, and against my… other regions. Anyway, it just needed a few minutes to get broken in, and it was totally fine. I bought 7 of the same model, and I wear them every day now. It’s given me my youthful confidence and vigor back, and I feel like I could be queen of the world now. 5/5 would recommend.

**Not your grandma’s skivvies**

Late 40’s [F] and the college boy [M]: A first for both of us

[Repost from my previous account. I’m going to put up a few of my previous posts to fill in my history–leading into posts about other experiences I’ve had, too. For the impatient I’ve placed an **action starts here** below, as I realize this is long.]

Should probably start with a little explanation. As I was growing up I was tall, gawky, had glasses and an overbite. Then I was a wrestler throughout high school, got contacts, and dental work fixed my alignment to where I’m actually a pretty good looking guy (I’m told I look like the senior in Sixteen Candles), but I still have the perception of myself as a gawky kid with glasses and can still be somewhat shy until engaged and alternate between overconfidence and no confidence.

I remember hearing my dad and his buddies laugh about how ridiculous and unrealistic “I can’t believe it happened to me” letters that were in Penthouse (or Playboy? Both?) and that’s kind of how I feel about the experiences I’ve been fortunate enough to have–I don’t consider myself overly sexual or deviant, but I’ve somehow managed to have a lot of encounters that, upon reflection, are large in volume (everything from college girls to probably an unusually high amount of milfs/cougars) and kind of unusual (in semi-public rooms, fingering under the covers in front of the girl’s family, threesomes, with food, tying up, and so on) and seem like bs.

I finally [f]ooled around with my handso[m]e older friend/former boss.

I first met Chet 5 years ago at a work related event at a bar. I was a cute little 24 year old in ripped tights and a short dress, and he was a very handsome 40 year old man, well dressed in a casual suit. We chatted for a bit while I smoked a cigarette, thinking I was being so charming and adult, and we’ve been friends ever since.

Im tall, long legs, a bit of a belly but nothing crazy, perky smallish boobs, long dark hair and a pretty face. With these features I’m certainly not everyone’s type, but the guys who are into it think I’m hot haha. I’m in a creative field and am used to hooking up with guys who are like me, grungy and disheveled, which I love! But Chet is different, an executive at a financial company, he wears suits and nice clothes, combs his full head of thick gray hair back and parted, and he looks a lot like a less-heavy Alec Baldwin in 30 rock. It drives me crazy. The first few years I knew him it was as a casual friend. He’s interested in my creative field and would show up to lots of my work related events to drink with me and my friends in the same field.

Home For the Holidays[Mf][short]

We were home for the holidays last year. I got up before my wife and jumped in the shower. As I lathered up my hair she came in and asked, “Can I join you in there?”

“Sure hop in” I say

The curtain slides back and she steps in. I have soap in my eyes so I can’t see what she’s doing. She puts her hands on my chest and runs her fingers through the curly dark hair. Then she runs her hands over my stomach and down to my hips.

“Mmmm that’s nice” I say.

She tentatively touches my dick and I feel it start to swell. Then she moves closer and lets my stiffening dick slide between her thighs as her tits press against me. As her body presses harder against me I scream. My wife is a beautiful woman but she’s 32 with two kids and a stressful job. The body pressed against me is lithe and supple. The tits flattened against my chest are high and firm. This is not my wife. I hear peals of laughter coming from outside the shower and rinse the shampoo out of my eyes. I see in front of me my wife’s little sister. The 19 year old. She’s got a sheepish grin. I poke my head out of the shower and see my wife leaning over the sink. She’s laughing so hard she can barely stand up.