The bouncing light from the bonfire danced through the walls of the tent. Hippy, jam band music played in the distance as the silhouettes of spiders darted from one corner of the tent to the other…I’m so glad that they were outside! All around the tent, just a foot or two away were tired, stoned revellers…aching feet and ringing ears. The mainstage showed no signs of slowing down, but my wife and I are settling in for the night. We’ve zipped our nylon sleeping bags together to share the warmth, and to be honest, just to be a little closer. She turns over to her side, facing me. She’s part shadow, part vision. She moves closer in for a kiss, now I know she’s much more real than a vision. Using my left hand grabbing her healthy, beautiful ass, pulling her as close as possible. Our lips touch softy, light licks, playful bites, sometimes hard aggressive buildups then back to playful, gentleness. My hand traces her side, back and forth, up and down, I feel the slight heaving of her body as she breathes. My steady hand grazes her lower stomach causing her to catch her breath, she knows that my wandering hand is moving slower and closer to a place that is weeping and begging to be touched. The flames from the fire now perfectly light this scene as it unfolds this June night. My hand finds the easiest route, first feeling her closely trimmed field then, just a little further beyond her warm mound, her wet slit waited for its first touch. As my finger gently entered her, my other hand pulled her ample breast towards my watering mouth, my teeth pull at her erect nipple. She moaned. As weary, burnout ravers brush up against our tent, their mumbled conversations narrate our own explicit festival of desire, just white noise. We guard our sounds of pleasure. We try to stifle our groans and grunts. Soon her flannel sleep pants are on the tent floor and my face is warmed by her inner thighs. I look at her glistening pussy it looks as though it’s dancing seductively in the flickering light from the fire….delicious. I must taste. Like a moth to a flame I enter with pure abandon. Her taste is sweet, her thrusts towards my mouth assure me that she’s having a good time. Still the pulsating jam band on stage rages, but we dance to our own rhythm tonight. Our moans and groans are less guarded as we take each other in. Soon we switch positions, and she has now taken my swollen cock into her mouth…. licking….sucking….pulling…her beautiful face is giving me her undivided attention, her eyes telling me to just take it all in. I do. She does. I did. A drunk hippy bumps into our tent, Fuck….can they hear us? I think to myself….but really, i don’t actually care. I sit up onto my knees, guiding my lovely bride to assume the position. On her knees, her sweet ass in the air and her face buried as low as she can go into the pillows. I straddle her, my hands firmly imbedded into her hips…I look down to find my target, her hungry cunt is dripping, my cock is throbing, hippies be damned, somewhere between free love and carnal desire I pull her towards me and I into her. Her juicy goodness makes it so easy and it feels so good. I pump so hard the tent shakes a little….she buries her face into the pillows to mute her loud breathing and moans. I am not so guarded. Like a beast in this field, I grunt as I bury myself into her. I slap her ass for good measure and to leave no doubt to our potential audiences minds as to what we are doing in there. I have to taste her again, I flip her back over, kiss her deeply, work my way down to her tits, squeezing, licking, biting then keep moving down. Fuck….I love her pussy. My admiration is replaced with wild desire, so I dive in…hungry I eat. Tracing her lower lips with my tongue I find her clit….lapping it, she pulls my head closer with her leg….she’s begging without begging, she’s demanding without demanding….I am giving without hesitation. My tongue flicks and massages to her obvious pleasure. She begins to breathe heavily, grinding into my face, whimpering and sighing, faster….soon her breaths stop, I know what this means, I work a little harder….she catches her breath and releases….the sounds of her cumming make me harder….I don’t stop until she pushed me away from her sensitive, swollen clit. I sit up and take my prick into my hand. I begin to stroke it firmly as she collects herself and turns her attention to my. As I stroke my aching cock, she gets low and looks up at me with those eyes. She licks the tip of my dick while playing with her hard nipples. She licks my shaft for a little added lubrication and I pump a little harder. She licks her lips then my cock, all while touching her full chest. Her pussy still glistening, I record this vision in my mind, I now am pulling and stroking my prick furiously…..faster and faster….a feeling that I am quite familiar with builds and builds…moves towards my groin in waves.. I can’t stop it now…I push my wife onto her back and straddle her, stroking all the while, building and building….release. first a drip then shots of warm cum shoot across my wife’s bare chest. It rolls down the sides of her breasts….shimmering and shining in the filtered fire light. Finished. Satisfied. We kiss. We take care of ourselves and turn in for the night. This hippy fest wasn’t so bad after all.
Tag: Wife
Naughty secretary again….too naughty this time. [MF]
Last post: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/52f4pv/naughty_secretary_at_workrubbing_my_pussy_again/
I felt too guilty and ashamed to post this for a few weeks, but I guess I will tell it now. I’m Penelope, 19, a secretary at an engineering company and I have been flirting with Tom, a married engineer, at my company.
My bitch office manager, Karen, was on vacation and my boss was not going to be in on a Friday, so I chose that day to wear something sexy and inappropriate to work and tease Tom. I got so wet at the thought of making him hard and imagined him going to the bathroom and stroking his cock. He was so handsome, funny, and successful…honestly the only thing I wanted to know more about was how his cock would feel inside of me. I didn’t think I would fuck him though.
I wore this little lace mini: http://www.forever21.com/Product/Product.aspx?br=F21&category=bottoms&productid=2000214067
And this sheer top: http://www.forever21.com/Product/Product.aspx?BR=f21&Category=top_blouses-shirts&ProductID=2000191837&VariantID=
I wore a teal bra and teal, lacy, hiphugger panties.
I got there early and had a sweater on at my desk, so none of the other engineers even noticed I was dressed sexy. When I saw Tom come in, I took off my sweater and got up, walking over to the copier.
coworker lets me blow him while on the phone to his wife [MF]
I’m a junior doctor in a relatively small city and have had some bad luck in my love life. This year, knowing I would be starting a new job in a big university hospital, I was excited to meet lots of new people and hopefully widen my horizons and start dating some new people. I got my first posting and saw that I would be working with a guy called Harry and was frivolously hopeful that this would be the beginnings of a new love story.
Alas, no. When I met Harry on my first day, he was tall and handsome, but married with a daughter. Nonetheless, we got on very well and he was a pleasure to work with. We worked VERY closely together, as in basically just the two of us going around together, and we relied on each other a lot emotionally. We were also placed on call together, so there were times where we were spending 12 hours a day together non stop for two whole weeks. This could have been a nightmare situation, but we had become such good friends that it was easy and we rarely argued.
Just another day at the office
Years ago, probably late 90s, I was in the personal protection industry. Body-guarding if you will. I worked at a well known company as the CEOs personal bodyguard. I worked for about 18 months on this detail. I wore a suit and tie with my weapon well concealed. The employees had no clue who I was nor what I did there. It was not an overt security presence. I had a private office on the top floor which I honestly used mostly to sleep in during the day. This was just about the easiest assignment I’d ever undertaken. The guy didn’t think he needed me, and I mostly obliged him. Spending most days sleeping in the office or moseying around the campus smoking Marlboro lights. I noticed a woman on several occasions, normally also smoking, and she seemed a bit out of place there. I knew she worked in the tax department on the same floor I was on, but knew nothing else about her. She wore leather skirts that seemed a bit too high for the office, and shirts cut a bit too tight. Fishnet stockings were usually very prominent as well. Beautiful, blonde, unusual lady.
A dream come true with young neighbor girl M/F update 1
First Post here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/54nn8e/a_dream_come_true_with_young_neighbor_girl_mf/
The next day was very sombering.. On one hand, I was still on a emotional high from what happened the night before, but I had cheated on my wife and it was unprotected. That day, I convinced myself that I could never ever tell my wife what happened. I did, however, decide that my marriage was over. I of course still loved her, but this experience kind of “woke me up”. This wasn’t some sort of midlife crisis.. In fact, the thought of sleeping around and dating other women really didn’t interest me.. I was excited to just try something new. I made a lot of money working remotely, and this was the first chance in my entire life of literally going anywhere I wanted to in the world. Now for the hard part. Letting my wife know I wanted a divorce.
The following day arrived, and I had to talk myself into going to my training session with Sam. I had butterflies in my stomach the entire day, and honestly felt embarrassed. The “new me” one who was up for anything, and who was getting ready to start a different life, said fuck it. I decided to own it and went to my workout session like normal.
Love Blind (MF, interracial)
“I can’t believe this kind of shit still happens in 2016,” Lily said, exasperated.
Her husband, Leon, just looked at the racial slur spray painted across their mailbox and shook his head.
Lily had noticed it after her run. The blonde white woman stood, sweating and pink in a blue sports bra and multi-colored tight running pants with her IPhone sticking out from between the fabric and the skin of her hip and the red cord of her ear buds snaking across her stomach and up to her head.
For a twenty-six-year-old, Lily looked much younger for her age. She was short, roughly five-foot-four, and weighed just north of 100lbs. She had little hips, a flat stomach, and very small breasts, but still sported an ample, firm ass on her back side. Her blue eyes turned to sea water when she was angry.
On the reverse side of the mailbox from the racial slur, they had also spray-painted the word ‘mud shark’ over their last name. Lily was beyond incensed. For a small girl, a surprising amount of anger could be vented out. She stood, looking at Leon as if he should be angrier, but her husband seemed only to shrug and shake his head.
Love Blind (STR, MF, IR)
“I can’t believe this kind of shit still happens in 2016,” Lily said, exasperated.
Her husband, Leon, just looked at the racial slur spray painted across their mailbox and shook his head.
Lily had noticed it after her run. The blonde white woman stood, sweating and pink in a blue sports bra and multi-colored tight running pants with her IPhone sticking out from between the fabric and the skin of her hip and the red cord of her ear buds snaking across her stomach and up to her head.
For a twenty-six-year-old, Lily looked much younger for her age. She was short, roughly five-foot-four, and weighed just north of 100lbs. She had little hips, a flat stomach, and very small breasts, but still sported an ample, firm ass on her back side. Her blue eyes turned to sea water when she was angry.
On the reverse side of the mailbox from the racial slur, they had also spray-painted the word ‘mud shark’ over their last name.
Lily was beyond incensed. For a small girl, a surprising amount of anger could be vented out. She stood, looking at Leon as if he should be angrier, but her husband seemed only to shrug and shake his head.
There she was, underneath Amber, lying on her back on the couch. Amber was on top with her face buried between her legs
****Fair warning, this ended up being a long post. Got a little carried away. Enjoy!
So my wife is an introvert and quite shy. Enough to where she doesn’t like to call in an order for a pizza. So needless to say, I was quite surprised by what transpired on Friday last week. Let’s just say… she didn’t just stick her toe in the water, she dove in the deep end and I couldn’t have been happier.
Starting at the beginning – /u/grabmyneck is a blonde with big tits and a nice body to follow. Feel free to dig into her post history for some “visuals”. Her smile combined with her figure is a definite head turner but as mentioned before, she’s quite hesitant to flaunt it because she’s just shy. We’ve been married for little over 7 years and our sex life is great. We spice things up here and there and she has enjoyed breaking out of her mold by posting some pictures up here on reddit and reading through the messages that follow. Boosting her self-esteem is fun and then the sex after is even better.
I’ve been dropping hints and always encouraging her to push the boundaries. It takes some digging but she’s opened up indicating a fantasy is in line with having people in the room / voyeurism. Exploring this lead to what went down Friday… and holy shit.
Impromptu Wi [f]e Swap: The Other Pairing
—-This story was written by my wife detailing her portion of these events. If you’d like to read the other side of things and get some more setup to the events you can read my take on the weekend by searching for “Impromtu Wife Swap: A Lake Trip Gone Awry” (sorry, I don’t know how to link it). She wanted me to inform everyone that she’s never written anything like this so she apologises if it sucks, but I think she did a great job! Enjoy!
I’m not a big football fan, never really have been, but I’ve watched almost every game for the past few years because I enjoy the time I get to spend with my husband Chris and our two friends Dan and Sarah. Over the years Sarah has become my closest friend after most of my other friends from college moved away after graduation. Sarah is far more into the football than I am but if her team isn’t playing she and I often talk about other things while the boys get their sports fix.
Two Milfs try anal
So it’s been quite a while since I posted anything but in case anyone was still interested I thought I’d write about the first (and only thus far) FFM threeway I ever had. This is all real and is told as well as I can remember it 3 years on. It was a perfect experience and I hope I can do it justice as to how hot the chemistry was between the three of us
To recap the MILFS in this story I’m the slender toned redhead milf with the small tits, hipster glasses and thigh gap. She’s the one with the thick juicy ass, lip stud and the wettest tastiest pussy I’ve ever been lucky enough to put my mouth on.
As for him, he was what I considered a human sex toy, I liked him he was cute with that same haircut every fuckboi has now. A big beard and tattoos on his arms. But all I cared about was his cock. You could write sonnets about this guy’s dick. Thick, long and uncut with everything shaved it was truly gorgeous. What can I say I’m a sucker for a cute dad bod with a big dick.