Tag: Wife

[Group] Once Upon A Time In A Hot Tub

Once upon a time, in a hot tub far far away (or Miami Beach) I was visited by a couple. While I was not alone in said hot tub, my companion was amenable to my intentions there for she was also looking for some new friends. My young friend and I were friends with very good benefits. I have only samples better benefits a few times. Still, she was young and eager as she was, she still had much to learn.

One evening, long after the sun had gone over the horizon and the drinks went from reasonable to over priced, we were joined in this hot tub by some new friends. This married couple were an interesting pair. To say the very least. She tall and trim with an air of assuredness that only a secure mature woman can possess. Her body, tan and toned fit perfectly well into the white string bikini she was barely wearing. Her husband, older, airing towards stodgy, pale and balding slipped into the warm water. They seated themselves, ordered drinks, introduced themselves and made some general small talk. She, the wife was siting close to me. Read more »

[GROUP] Fun with the ex wife

A little background. My first wife and I got married in 1977. To some, this a long time ago. Hell it is. Anyways, my ex was pretty hot back then. Even before we got married, she was submissive and loved for me to use her like a sex toy and a slut. We married right out of high school and moved into what was back then, a starter apartment. We had lots of fun and all the neighbors like to party on the weekends.

We had been married 4 or 5 months when she told me a new couple moved in and they looked like someone who she like to swap with. At this time we were all 18 and 19. I remember it took me by surprise but the other woman was pretty good looking. She was thinner than my wife but being young she had these flat saggy tits with huge aerials. My wife had nice b cups that were perky back then. We started hanging out together, playing cards and smoking dope. I smoked a lot of pot back then. Read more »

My Aunt (My Uncle’s Wife, the second occurrence)[MF]

This link will direct you to the first occurrence with Nora:

My Uncle’s Wife [MF] from gonewildstories

The next time I met Nora – the wife of my uncle – was at a Chinese restaurant. We were there to celebrate my grandmother’s birthday. I drove to the restaurant (located in a hotel) at around noon as we were having yum cha for lunch, or brunch in my case. Similarly, to Christmas day, most of my relatives were there as well, except Nora’s husband, and my cousin Matthew – her son. My uncle was out of the country, and my cousin went to university in another city.

Nora sat alone among other relatives she didn’t really know, or talked to. I decided to sit next to her, and provide Nora some company. I wasn’t really close to any of my other cousins, and except for Matthew, I didn’t really talk to any of my relatives often.

“Hey Nora,” I said, noticing that she had heavier make-up on today.

“James,” she gasped, “how’s everything going?”

“It’s been stressful; I’ve done countless of all-nighters this semester,” I said, rubbing my eyes due to the lack of sleep. In architecture school, this was inevitable. Read more »

[MFM] Tag-teaming a mans wife

This happened the other night to me. Me and a buddy walk into a bar and sit down next to this nice looking couple , he an older man, probably late 50’s and she a mid 40’s petite blonde. We start to talking with them and they buy me and my friend a round. We had been drinking before the bar so I was feeling pretty good before we got there and begin to dance in my chair to the band that was playing. She asks me to dance out on the dance floor and that’s when I noticed her body , my god probably 5’5″ thin with a nice curvy ass and probably a C cup and I love blondes. The first dance was more casual fun arms-length swings , but by a few more shots and a few more dances we were basically grinding on each other with our hands all-over each other. At this point I could tell something was up, and I thought they might be into sharing his wife with younger men , as I’m 30 but people say I look younger. Read more »

Drunken Strip Poker [Group]

As is the case with most things in life, the events that took place this night were not planned or expected.

Our long-time friends invited my wife, Sara, and I to spend the Veterans Day weekend at their house in a nearby city. We eagerly accepted since we had not visited them in some time and we don’t get a lot of adult only time since our daughter was born. Our friends, Damien and Daisy, are our age but they are not married and do not have any children which allows them to continue to live a party life style. Normally when we visit we know we are going to spend the majority of the time drunk with a number of other people we may or may not know, and we are fine with this.

We arrived Friday evening and discussed the plans for the night. We decided first to go to dinner to catch up and get a few drinks as well. While at dinner we all decided to only invite a few other people over since the main party would be the next night. Throughout the course of dinner Damien and Daisy were texting others to find others to join us. By the time we got the Uber back their place Damien and Daisy had found about five or six others to join us. Read more »

My Uncle’s Wife [MF]

It was December 25, 2015 – Christmas day.
On Christmas, we often when to my uncle’s house; he is a business magnate, and lives in a grand house. Our family was large in size, and for most of my life, we had always celebrated Christmas from noon to around 9 p.m. at his household. Unfortunately, most our relatives this year had to work on this day, so we decided we would only gather for Christmas dinner at my uncle’s place. Being in university, and working at a part-time job, I didn’t have time to think about what presents I was going to get for the kids that still liked unwrapping Christmas gifts.

At around 4:30 p.m. after I had finished my last exam of second year in university, I went to the mall near my school, and bought a few presents for tonight. When I finished, and headed for the train station, I saw my uncle’s wife — Nora; she wore a tight, fitted, white sleeveless turtle neck, and white jeans. She was in her early 40s, and had shoulder length hair that was curled and dyed red. Her facial features weren’t the most beautiful I’ve seen, but she had a certain demeanor, and carried herself confidently – she was undeniably the most I had been attracted to an older woman, or most girls for that matter. Her voluptuous figure caught the eyes of every man that would pass her, and they were not to blame; she had C or D cup breasts, at least, and the way her behind moves, there was no way you could miss her. She was a milf. Read more »

Covered in the Caves [MMMFMMM, bd, buk, classy gangbang for my wife]

The ride to the house has you completely lost and a bit scared. When you stepped into my new Mercedes, dressed in a new black dress that displayed your curves better than any before and gave your breasts a tight cleavage that felt classy and slutty, you started to enjoy the luxury of your look, the car, and the attentive gentleman escort in a black suit.

Now you careening down a dark country road somewhere in the hills of Ohio at a speed that almost causes anger. I’ve driven it a hundred times and barely need to look, but each tight curve in the dark gives you a shutter.

When we pull up to the house, your fear is replaced by the same feeling class and luxury, as I lead you through the rustic Georgian estate home. You sip champagne as I give you a tour of the vast house that ends in a master suite. The four post bed is nearly twenty feet square, with giant oak posts adorned with lush deep red fabrics and golden ropes. The adjoining spa is a sparkling marble cathedral with a giant glass shower, a dark stone carved jacuzzi, and overflowing with fluffy towels in each perfectly folded station. Read more »

Yes, My Lord: A Regency Romance (Vignettes #1)

Violet shuffled in a daze through the dining room, her half eaten supper left to the weary maid who’d stood at her elbow a quarter hour, softly clearing her throat as snow fell silently on the windowpanes. The baron and baroness, along with their son Lord Ainsley Shelton and his younger sisters, had retired thirty minutes ago. As was customary, the family of the house dined before their governess.

Angling for the door, Violet recalled the surreptitious wink Lord Ainsley had sent her as he departed along the path she now tread.

Was the wink meant as a silent acknowledgment of enduring feeling? she wondered. Perhaps it was nothing more than a weightless nod to her existence.

She flitted a glance at the discarded china scattered over the long dining table, her gaze alighting on *his* dishes. Although she knew him to be a voracious eater, a good portion of the younger Lord Shelton’s food had gone uneaten, too. Her mind turned somersaults, but Violet would not allow over-analysis of her erstwhile lover’s lack of appetite, or his fleeting wink, to upset the tenuous balance time had earned her. She was older now, she should have outgrown such fanciful notions. Read more »