I [32M] can’t stop thinking about my [26F] sister blowing my[61M] boss [FM]

So I work at a car dealership in the accounting division, it’s 3 of us here. Overall it’s quite a big place, there’s the sales floor, manager’s offices, administration staff, us, the mechanics and service people, plus a bunch of other people. My sister worked there in marketing all of 2015 and until June of this year. I’ve been there since 2011.

People have always thought that the boss who just turned 61, is cheating on her wife with someone, but there has never been any proof of this.

Last Friday I leave work at around 5:30 but come back at 6 ish to get my phone charger and a bag of gym clothes I had forgotten there. I go up the stairs to where my space is and I walk past the general manager’s office. The whole hallway is dark except the light coming from his office. I’m walking normal, not trying to be quiet or anything and as I walk right in front of his office I see him leaning against his desk his head looking down and grabbing this girl by the hair, in her pony talk. He’s just basically face fucking her and she’s just swalloing cock, and I immediately duck and walk very slowly to the other side to where my things are.

Roadhead plus more [MF]

My wife and I like to read each other gonewild stories while on road trips to pass the time, so we figured we’d share one of our own.  This is a story from a few years ago when my wife and I were first dating.  I’m in no way an English major, but I’ll do my best.

We live in a college town.  We were out for dinner and decided after to have a few drinks at a little college bar down the street.  My wife, Jackie, is a few years younger than me, so at the time we could pull off going to a college bar without being the obviously over aged since I was nearly cracking 30 at that point.

Now I am 5’10”, average looks, and have been rocking a dad-bod since well before it was cool.  Jackie is a slender 5’9″ with long brown hair, a perfect set of natural large C-cups (D’s on a good day), and a curvy ass to match.

Reserved wife goes to Vegas with very adventurous sister [reluc]

Stephanie is a 36 year old wife, married with 2 kids who is about to go to Vegas with her younger 29 year old sister (Mary). Stephanie has only every slept with one man (her husband Jeff) while her sister is VERY experienced. She is also drop dead gorgeous. Like supermodel gorgeous – guys hit on her all the time, she literally had a sugar daddy when she was in college who took her on trips and bought her jewelry. To this day, Mary is a size 2 with firm chest, ridiculous legs and a rock hard stomach. She could literally be a swimsuit model. Stephanie is more like a size 8 and pretty. Guys check her out some, but it is ridiculous when she is around her sister Mary.

Neither of them have ever gone to Vegas and Mary wants both of them to go together and have a fun girls weekend. Stephanie is very nervous because she is pretty conservative, and she knows Mary is pretty wild. But Mary talks Jeff into letting them both go and the two of them book their flights and hotel. Neither of them make much money, Stephanie is a stay-at-home mom and Mary is a nurse, but they both buy some cute outfits and head out to Vegas for a long weekend.

[MF] True Private Detective.

It was a long, disgusting day. You know the usual shit married people get into. In this case it was the wife looking to corner the husband. Turned out he was giving blowjobs at a glory hole somewhere in East L.A.

My apartment building has no fucking parking lot. And they sweep the street on Tuesdays so if your car ain’t outta there by 8 am, you get a fat ticket and a fatter fine slapped on your windshield by a fat, greasy parking cop, with a stupid ego the size of Montana and a brain to match the size of a pinhead.

The car gets parked 3 blocks away at a parking lot where you get charged up to 30 bucks a day to stash your beater. Worse part is, you have to load all your crap into a rollerboard and shlepp it on down to your crib, cuz the freakazoids hanging out near the lot will smash your windshield for the pocket change in the ashtray.

As I’m hauling my crap on to that wreck we call a home, likely to my own cheating wife, a phone rings nearby. “Lo and behold! Do I hear a pay phone?” A once ubiquitous object, scurrilously close to the curb, and within earshot of a bus stop any bus stop, this phone happened to be farther back.

[MF][Bondage][Cuckold][Non-Cons] He Borrowed My Wife

My name is Danny. This is a story where I experienced my wife being used by another man, against both of our will. Well, as you would eventually read, this statement is not fully accurate for her part.

I married a petite young brunette named Aida. At 5’7 and 110 pounds, with long flowing brown hair, busty 36c boobs and a size 34 ass, I believe I acquired myself an asset. Aida’s a soft country girl, being soft and demure, with such a sweet smile which have melted plenty of hearts, including mine.

The story begins when I took her for a weekend getaway, to escape the hustle and bustle of the big city we live in. We travelled to a small, quiet village, renting a cozy little antique house to settle in for a few days.

This little village is well known for its natural landscape. Civilization was intentionally developed at a very minimum level, where the most technologically advanced gadget you may find is only a colour television, and the few cars used by villagers and tourists alike.

The villagers themselves were a quiet bunch, and their favourite pastimes were either fishing in the lakes or chilling by an ancient small coffee shop.

[MF] [Bondage] [Kink] [Cuckold] He Borrowed My Wife

My name is Danny. This is a story where I experienced my wife being used by another man, against both of our will. Well, as you would eventually read, this statement is not fully accurate for her part.

I married a petite young brunette named Aida. At 5’7 and 110 pounds, with long flowing brown hair, busty 36c boobs and a size 34 ass, I believe I acquired myself an asset. Aida’s a soft country girl, being soft and demure, with such a sweet smile which have melted plenty of hearts, including mine.

The story begins when I took her for a weekend getaway, to escape the hustle and bustle of the big city we live in. We travelled to a small, quiet village, renting a cozy little antique house to settle in for a few days.

This little village is well known for its natural landscape. Civilization was intentionally developed at a very minimum level, where the most technologically advanced gadget you may find is only a colour television, and the few cars used by villagers and tourists alike.

The villagers themselves were a quiet bunch, and their favourite pastimes were either fishing in the lakes or chilling by an ancient small coffee shop.

[Request][MF][Group] Have you ever had an SO that showed a bit too much skin around your friends? How about a friend’s gf that showed you too much? Share with us!

Hi /r/gonewildstories,

As the title says, I’d love to hear about any stories wherein your significant other had a habit of wearing something too revealing, possibly even nothing at all (with or without your permission) around your friends. I’d also absolutely love to hear about any instances where your friend’s girlfriend or wife showed off a bit too much to you (whether it was a night of drunken fun, constant habit, regardless of their partner knew, etc).

Looking forward to hearing all of your incredible stories ;)

The Story of Us- Part 1: How I Became His Submissive Slut [MF][cheating][D/s][pics]

Warning: This is long, but it’s worth it. About me: 30F, Tan skin, big brown eyes, plump lips, long brown-black hair. 5’5, 38C with big dark areolae, curvy with wide hips, thick thighs and a big ass. [pic1](http://imgur.com/1eYin68) [pic2](http://imgur.com/L0rpkAl ) [pic3](http://imgur.com/hS5hylB) [pic4](http://imgur.com/EwWJsxX) I’m intelligent, driven, and known to be an unyielding, unforgiving force at work. I’m currently engaged to my partner of 12 years: my first love, my first kiss, my first cock. But this isn’t about him. This is about how I became a cheating greedy slut, owned and trained by my daddy. Part 2 is the story of how I was finally given permission to be a good little cocksucking mistress.

[XP] The Beta Codes [Str8] [sci-fi] [fantasy] [nc/reluc] [bodyswap]

“Check it, dudes!” Steve exclaimed, barreling into the room. “Got the beta codes!”

“Nice, bro.” Lance offered, eyeing the box he was lugging around warily.

“What’s the rest of the stuff?” Chris offered, pointing to it.

“Some kind of VR peripheral that goes with the game, or something. Like a Kinect, I think.”

Steve unwrapped the box and pulled out three of the four sensor bars in it, giving one each to Lance and Chris, perching the final one on top of his own monitor.

“Who’s the fourth one for?” Chris asked. “Your girlfriend?”

Steve nodded as Lance smirked and mimed a whip crack. “Better to give it to Lee, dude. Girls suck at games like these.”

“First of all, fuck you.” Steve offered flatly. “Second, I seem to recall Linda whooping your ass all the way up and down Rainbow Road the last time she came over.”

“Pshaw”, Lance offered, “Mario Kart is kiddie stuff.”

“And _third_ of all, fuck you again.” Steve pressed on. “She wants in on this, and I’m not getting in the fucking doghouse for Lee.”

Revenge – a tale of a cheating husband and his wife’s revenge

Emma was in the kitchen washing the dishes when she heard a shout from the office.
“Babe, come here. I’m nearly finished.”
She went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of champagne and a couple of glasses, and walked through to the study.
As she came through to him, she took a moment to take him in. He still took her breath away. Pencil lodged behind his ear he was tapping away feverishly at the computer.
As she walked in, he turned his head and beamed at her.
“Five more minutes,” he said.
She walked over to him, took his face between her hands and kissed him.
He pulled away from her smiling.
“Stop distracting me,” he said.
She let him focus on the screen again and he continued to type. After a couple more minutes he simply wrote ‘The End.’
She squealed with delight and popped the champagne cork.
“Well done baby, I’m so proud of you.”
The last eighteen months had been the most difficult of their relationship. They had met ten years previously at university. He had been an English Literature student, determined to become a famous author, while she was studying Graphic Design.
Their life since then had been incredibly blessed. They had married after finishing their studies and Jamie had his first book published a year later. His second book was a bestseller and they had never looked back. That was until two years ago when he had sat down to try and write his eighth novel.
He had suffered writer’s block for the first time in his life.
Things had become difficult. He had been incredibly frustrated and she had seen a side to him she had never seen before.
However, she had done her best to support him and eventually his urge to write had returned and the words flowed freely again. And the best bit about the whole thing was that he had ideas for his next four books. His inspiration was back and their life was brilliant again.
“Thank you so much for all your support,” he said. “It really does mean the world to me. I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“I love you,” she replied. He took her in his arms, lifted her off the floor and took her through to the bedroom.