Tag: Wife

Cock sucking poem [str8]

My wife allowed me to post her poem she wrote for me about sucking cock. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

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Licking that first juice that seeps out
I’ll lick it all up, there is no doubt

Going up and down
And licking all around

I suck hard and you let out a moan
I smile to myself as I hear you groan

Sucking harder and faster,
I pick up the pace
Letting the spit flow off of my face

You’re getting close,
I feel your growth swell
When it’s time to go deep, I can always tell

Then you let out a gasp
As your cum hits my throat
I feel satisfied that the dragon was smote

Your body relaxed and the job is done
I know you’ll reciprocate when the time comes

I clean myself up and go to bed
God, I just love giving you head

Game night

Here’s another erotic story that I just finished for my wife. I definitely need to work on dialogue as this one doesn’t really have any, but that’s my weakness one that I either include or don’t. Anyways hope you enjoy maybe someday I’ll have one like this again based on actual events. Read more »

[M]y go-to move when per[f]orming cunnilingus

Admittedly, this is less an individual story than a routine, sexual practice. However, I thought it would apply because it was an element with so many of my hook-ups in college and meeting women off of AOL post-college.

As some of you know from reading my earlier gonewildstories, while I did not have a lot of intercourse during and after college, I was always eager to go down on gals, and as luck would have it, I got the opportunity to go down on many partners. I actually have an exhaustive list in one of my diaries from my single days, and the number of vaginas I ate between 1996 and 2003 when I met my girlfriend-turned-wife, was upwards of 30. My go-to position for cunnilingus was to lie of my back with my feet next to my partner’s head. Her right leg would be straddled over my torso, my face in her crotch. This position allowed the female easy access with her right hand to stroke my erection, and in all but two instances, they immediately started giving me a hand job when I started ‘eating.’ It was like a reflex, My tongue on their clits would automatically cause their hands to jerk my cock. Read more »

Elevator Cuckold – Part 2 [MF] [Blasphemy] [Adultery] [Creampie]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mdib4w/elevator_cuckold_part_1_mf_religious_play/)

As soon as we walked in the door to the hotel room, I grabbed my husband and pushed him against the wall. I was still filled with the cum of another man and I could feel it slowly building up inside my panties. Guilt and trepidation built up within me as I thought about how this stranger could get me pregnant. I wanted to rid myself of these feelings, so I kissed my husband as if it had never even happened. Our tongues danced around each other for only a few moments before he flipped me around and pushed me hard up against the wall and got down on his knees. He pushed my skirt up so it sat on top of my outstretched ass and yanked my panties down until they hovered above my ankles.

I could feel the cum from the other man dripping down my thighs and I felt my face turn red knowing that James was looking at it drop. He smacked my ass cheeks and the sound it made echoed throughout the room.

*SMACK.* Read more »

Saw my wife cheating in glorious HD Part 2, Revenge [MF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/meso5e/saw_my_wife_cheating_in_glorious_hd_mf_3rd_person/)

It had been about 3 days since I caught my wife with her lover and it was awkward with her being around to say the least. She didn’t know I knew and had video evidence but the fact that it was on my conscience really made things uncomfortable and I tried to avoid her as much as I could. Then, Sunday rolls around. I go through Reddit and find a particularly interesting response on how to deal with this situation. TLDR of the response is file for the divorce papers, with evidence, then have fun.

At this point I’m practically ashamed of myself for getting hard during her cheating session but decide to just let it go. I then download the video, and luckily for me, my best friend is an attorney at a family law firm and I shoot him a text regarding my situation. He happily accepts and streamlines the process within a matter of a few hours. (I’m not too sure exactly what he did, not too good with this stuff) He then sends me a copy of the papers and I stash them in my folder. Read more »

Lunchtime Quickie in the Van [MF]

It’s been a while since I posted a new story. To be honest, I kind of felt like I’d run out of good stories, and haven’t had anything new to write about recently. If you’re a woman in the Kansas City area and want to help me out, feel free to DM me!

This story happened roughly 5 years ago. I woke up horny that morning, but knowing my wife and I have opposite libidos I didn’t figure anything would come of it, but on a random whim I decided to give her a foot massage as I was getting ready for work. I remember rubbing her feet for a while, hopeful that maybe it would lead to something, but also knowing it probably wouldn’t. At the time it didn’t seem to have much of an effect other than pampering her for a little bit. I finished getting ready and left for work. Read more »

[FM][Cheating] Fucking another boss

At this point in my life I was 23 years old and I was working as an intern at an accounting firm. It was my first job out of Uni and I was about a year in. I had been loaned out from my team for an important project for the firm. The project was led by Tony.

Tony was a partner with a reputation as a bit of a player around the office. I knew he was a flirt because he had been going out of his way to flirt with me since the day I joined, along with half the other female interns. He was about in his early forties, tall, black hair, nicely trimmed beard and piercing brown eyes. I found him extremely attractive, so I returned his flirty attention gladly. There were rumours that he liked to cheat on his wife, but I had no idea if they were true or not at the time. Read more »

[F][NB] Met a stranger at a gas station and let them fill me up…

I hadn’t anticipated how difficult it would be to leave my ex-wife’s bed this morning, but it was. I had woken up at 6AM, my eyes immediately alert to the rising sun, body flushed with anxiety. It had taken hours to fall asleep the night before, but I wasn’t tired. Anticipation will do that to you. While I stared at the ceiling waiting for a more appropriate waking time, my ex-wife slept soundly, dirty blond hair fanning around her cherubic face. The soft fuzz on her cheek glowed in the morning light, and I was tempted to stroke it with the back of my fingers, as I had so many times before, but I didn’t.

We hadn’t shared a bed since we decided to amicably separate – me sleeping in the guest room, her in our bedroom. Formerly our bedroom. At first I thought sleeping without her next to me would be difficult, even though we hadn’t been intimate in years, but I adapted quickly. I did, at times, miss her heat. The night before I moved across the country seemed like a good time for a small ask; one last shared night in our (her) bed. I would have enough time to sleep alone. She, angel that she is, of course obliged me. It is her nature to be kind. We got dressed in our pajamas separately, forcing an undoing of our previous unabashed intimacy. Read more »

[F][NB] Met a stranger at a gas station and let them fill me up…

I hadn’t anticipated how difficult it would be to leave my ex-wife’s bed this morning, but it was. I had woken up at 6AM, my eyes immediately alert to the rising sun, body flushed with anxiety. It had taken hours to fall asleep the night before, but I wasn’t tired. Anticipation will do that to you. While I stared at the ceiling waiting for a more appropriate waking time, my ex-wife slept soundly, dirty blond hair fanning around her cherubic face. The soft fuzz on her cheek glowed in the morning light, and I was tempted to stroke it with the back of my fingers, as I had so many times before, but I didn’t.

We hadn’t shared a bed since we decided to amicably separate – me sleeping in the guest room, her in our bedroom. Formerly our bedroom. At first I thought sleeping without her next to me would be difficult, even though we hadn’t been intimate in years, but I adapted quickly. I did, at times, miss her heat. The night before I moved across the country seemed like a good time for a small ask; one last shared night in our (her) bed. I would have enough time to sleep alone. She, angel that she is, of course obliged me. It is her nature to be kind. We got dressed in our pajamas separately, forcing an undoing of our previous unabashed intimacy. Read more »

I’m fucking my boss. [FM]

Not my direct boss, but he is above me. He has authority over me, both professionally and personally. I love calling him sir whether I’m dressed for the office or undressed for him. The stolen glances across cubicles, his hand stroking my pussy discreetly at his desk, me begging for and getting a kiss in dark corners–I love it.

It’s a game, keeping it a secret from our coworkers and his wife; finding time to fuck in his car or my house, waiting impatiently for the opportunity to finally get destroyed at his desk. It’s risky and dangerous and so incredibly fun.

He’s an experienced player, teaching me the rules. I was hesitant at first, scared–I had never done anything so risky before, but now I can’t stop. I’m constantly scheming of ways to get his cock down my throat or in my cunt. I’m even planning on letting him fuck my ass, something I’ve never done. I can’t get enough of his dick, his mouth, his fingers. I’m constantly wet daydreaming of the next time he’ll be using my body like a fucktoy. Every day, I feel more like a depraved little slut, hungry for cock. Read more »