Tag: Wife

My wife and I [MF]

So my wife and I were looking to spice up our life in the bedroom and I bought a remote vibrator for her to wear when we went out.

It was fun at first making her squirm at dinner, but the best time was when we went to a movie. I can’t remember what the movie was, but I remember we were sitting around a group of people. Around 45 minutes in I started to play with the remote. She glared at me like I was doing something wrong, but I just smiled and kept it going. A few minutes later I noticed that she had her eyes closed and head back. It was like she was trying to hold it in.

So I ramped it up.

She grabbed my arm and the guys arm next to her and let out the loudest moan. The guy just looked at her, and I shut off the vibrator.

We went home and had the hottest sex. I wonder if that other guy knew what was happening. I’m sure he was jealous.

Husband Reluctantly Learns That He Is A Cuck From BBC Roommate {Cuck | Reluctant | MMF | Shy | First Time | Indian}

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**Chapter 1**

Rishi and Priya are a young Indian couple who recently got engaged. It had been barely three months. Before getting engaged they had dated for over three years. Both being in their early 20’s and fresh out of college, they were just starting to figure life out. Rishi was born and raised in America while Priya only moved from India as a teenager before they met in college. Since then they had been inseparable.

After getting engaged they decided to move in together, once they found a nice house. The couple was doing great after college. Not long after getting the house, Rishi’s old college roommate needed a place to live while looking for a new job. Since they had an extra bedroom they offered to let him stay there until he got his own place. His name was Dominic. In college, Dominic was an athlete so he was a much different man than Rishi. Read more »

Poker Night

100% Fiction, just a fantasy.

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The problem with playing poker when I am not trying to win, I drink too much. And then I have to pee, and lose focus. I should have picked up on the fact that Ted had flopped a full house, but I was determined my 3 Queens would be enough. Oops. I mean I guess it doesn’t matter, I wasn’t playing to win. I never do the first time I play with a new group, I’m just trying to get an idea of how these dudes play. None of them know that I am a professional player. When I busted out, someone was already in the bathroom, and it was clearly an emergency, so Ted told me to go upstairs. I had just lost a $453 pot to him, so it was the least he could do to let me go upstairs. Read more »

[M]y Ass [F]or her reward [MF][F]

“Left hand please.” Emma demanded of me.

I stretched out my hand and dropped my shoulder a little bit.  My weight was on my forearms and my shins. Emma wrapped the leather cuff around my wrist and then looped a lock through the d-ring which she then connected to the ropes that we had under the bed.  

I was now fully secured to the bed.  My ass was in the air and I had enough wiggle room that I could move side to side and forward by perhaps twelve or fifteen inches.  This was enough to keep me in place without restraining all of my movement.  I could get on my hands and knees, and I could stretch out with my chest and face touching the mattress even as my knees spread out into a reverse butterfly position.  

I was rock hard as my lover moved, on her knees, from the edge of the bed to in front of my face. 
Emma’s freckled face with brilliant green eyes and long red hair that cascaded well below her breasts was highlighted by the kelly green bralette that barely held her tits in and a matching pair of lacy boy shorts.  She smiled as she leaned in.  Her fingers framed my chin and brought my eyes up from staring at her breasts and cleavage and focused on her eyes.    Read more »

My Wi[f]e (37) groped on a packed bus as I watched

Love to watch my wife get groped and she is into it when she has a little wine. We were on a packed bus leaving the ballpark. She was wearing bright green loose shorts and a tank top. no panties. I had been slipping my hand in and rubbing her pussy for a bit, but then got moved over to her left side and still behind her. A young guy got maneuvered behind her a little to the right. I watch as he put his hand on her hip and started moving around to the front on her leg. She assumed it was me so as he slid his hand under her shorts to the top of her pussy she went along with it. From the side I could see her look as he rubbed her and then a low gasp as I assumed he found her clit and then slid a finger part way into her. Read more »

[MF] My Wife and a Coworker

As my wife began to open up to me about what a slut she has been behind my back she was able to confirm some suspicions I had. The company she works for is spread across the country and I’ve met her teammates a few times over the years. One of the guys, Brad, had always seemed a little nervous when he was around me and I’d suspected that he might have had a thing for my wife.

Brad’s a bit younger than us, and married. My wife always spoke highly of him and I knew they’d been on a few work trips together over the years. She finally opened up to me about the first time they had an encounter during one of those trips.

Several of them had been flown out west for an extended weekend of training. On the second night my wife decided to stop at the hotel bar after dinner for a drink and Brad joined her. She told me that the two of them had a couple of drinks and talked about work stuff and then Brad suggested a shot. My wife isn’t a heavy drinker but she said she decided to have one shot. Read more »

Early morning masturbation on the motorway [M]

Inspired by another [masturbation post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nag74c/multiple_orgasms_in_the_company_bathroom_f/) today, I thought I’d share a solo session on the road from last year.

One weekend last summer, my alarm woke me up at the ungodly hour of 4:00am as I had a long drive ahead of me to get to a sports event I was taking part in. I was feeling horny and tried my luck spooning my wife but she made it clear I wasn’t going to be getting any that early in the morning, so I left her to sleep, got up, showered, downed a cup of coffee before grabbing my bag and jumping in the car. It was a warm summer morning and it was already getting light as I set off. Maybe because of the pandemic, the roads were even quieter than usual, and I was quickly onto the motorway with just a few other cars and trucks for company. Read more »

[F] Losing the game and losing my dignity and loving it

A pic of the thong in question…. [https://imgur.com/a/fIGby9m](https://imgur.com/a/fIGby9m)

Consider this the expositional inset at the beginning of a movie that covers 10 years of history in 3 minutes….

I met Jake as a freshman in college. He asked me out. We went out on a date. He didn’t touch me. I asked him to cuddle in bed with me. He did but still didn’t touch me. I left to study abroad. He waited. I came home. He brought me flowers. He didn’t hold my hand. He was too scared. We both painfully moved on.

Five years pass and we reconnect.

Another five years pass. I’m in a long term sexless relationship with my girlfriend that I still love very much. The shy boy who wouldn’t touch me in college is married now. And we talk a lot. We talk about sex. I live vicariously through him because he’s touched plenty of girls hands. He’s cuddled in plenty of girls beds. He and his wife are swingers and I get off on hearing him brag about his conquests to me. I hear all the details in the stories where I wish *I* was the center of his attention. I desperately try to come up with the easiest way to break to my SO that *I* want to be a swinger too. I want what I can’t have and it’s what he has. Read more »

“Making a Living” Val[M]23, Sessie[F]22, Darrell[M]35, Smoking Ebony Porn Star[F]25 (Smoking Fetish)

Sitting at his computer, next to his sleeping wife, Val felt it approaching. His body was firming for the pending eruption. On the screen before him was the most beautiful ebony female – sucking a white cock while halfway through a Newport. He’d paused the video at the part where she’d managed to get her amazing glossed lips over the cork of her cigarette and the tip of the guy’s cock at the same time.

The Nubian beauty made a tight seal around both, and was in the middle of the strongest part of the drag, when he paused the frame. Val was especially aroused, because her pretty eyes were locked on the glowing cherry of the Newport. Her cheeks had hollowed, and in the frozen shot, all of the smoke had stopped rising from the tip. It was all going into her.

Val knew he was looking at something amazing.

Cock wrapped in a foot of folded toilet paper, Val was stroking smoothly and really enjoying himself. Staring at the young ebony beauty being so naughty, had him mesmerized. He was going to cum. Suddenly, his attention was broken by the spoon in melting ice cream next to him. Falling from the stabbed upright position, the spoon came to rest on the side of the bowl, making a dinging sound. A sound not loud enough to wake Sessie, but loud enough to startle him. Read more »

A Love of Two Elves [FF][Romance]

The sun shined on the golden and red domes of the city with an unfamiliar brightness. I’d not seen the city in many years, and when Naelyssa decided to go there after the fighting was done, she asked me to come along. I suppose everything here was more vibrant, given that the Burning Legion had been defeated. Though, my attention was more shifted towards the beautiful hero to my right.

Nae was a bit shorter than I with long raven black hair, usually pulled back in a bun of sorts with a messy look to it. I preferred to keep my hair, more or less, down. She looked absolutely stunning, with smooth skin and golden eyes that contrasted with the silver of mine. I’d often fantasized about the feel of that skin against mine.

Naelyssa and I met as the Nighthold had fallen to the heroes of Azeroth. She was one of the very champions that ascended the powerful fortress and unseated Elisande. Meanwhile, I was helping the civilians evacuated safely away from the fighting. I envied Naelyssa for that, but my role in the rebellion was equally important, some would say. We’d been friends ever since and closer each day. Read more »