The time I drove 4.5 hours to Canada for a new cock… [FM]

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After a recent separation, I needed to try something new. I posted on /r/gonewild a few times before receiving a PM, asking me what I thought was my best feature. It seemed like a fun one to respond to. I told him I thought it was my smile, and then shared a picture of it. After about a month of chatting on KiK, and realizing that we were actually pretty close, geographically, he invited me to come there. Nervousness built up immediately, but I knew I wanted to do it.

The day finally came. I packed up my car and drove 4.5 hours. I smirked when the border patrol officer asked why I was entering the country…

I arrived to a new city, parked my car, and walked to his building. He let me in, we took the elevator to his apartment, and walked in, all without saying a word. I set my bags down, and nervously asked him if I still had to follow the orders he had given me previously. He said yes. My whole body was shaking.

I walked over to the window overlooking the city, paused for a moment, then began to undress; first, my top, then my leggings, bra, panties, and socks. I knelt down to pick up the collar he had gotten me, with the letters S-L-U-T. My shaking hands took a few minutes to secure it around my neck. I bent over again to pick up and put on the mask he had gotten me, covering my eyes. I was told to stand there, completely still, until I was given further orders.

After what seemed like an eternity, I felt lips and a tongue on my right nipple, then my left. After more waiting, I could feel him behind me. He had taken his clothes off. He wrapped his arms around me and I could feel his cock grow as it pressed against my body. He whispered, “spread your legs.” I did. After more waiting, I felt his tongue on my pussy, licking up and down over my clit. My legs were already weak from nervousness, and it was clear that they were becoming weaker. He told me to lay down on the couch, and continued to lick my pussy. After a while, he told me to remove the blindfold. He licked my pussy more until I came, and continued until I came again.

I rinsed off in the shower, wondering the whole time if this was really happening. I put on the outfit I was told to wear, which consisted of see through black lingerie, fuck me heels, and of course, my “Slut” collar.

We got in to bed and I was finally able to feel the cock I traveled so far for, in my mouth. I don’t know how to describe it, other than surreal. He was, by far, the biggest cock I’ve ever had. I did my best to push him down my throat, and just make him feel good. After a while, he asked if I was ready to get fucked, and I enthusiastically responded, yes.

He was mostly gentle, since I winced after his first thrust. It was obvious that no one else had ever been that deep inside my pussy. Once he had stretched me out, he fucked me harder and I lost count of the number of orgasms I had. At one point, I was riding his cock, while he sucked on my ring finger, where I was still wearing the weddings rings from my failed marriage. I felt so emotional in that moment, but I also felt so free. I was embracing my inner slut, and it felt amazing. He came deep inside my pussy, and I felt so full.

We enjoyed each other a few more times throughout the night, and the following morning. The last time he came, he pushed the head of his cock inside my ass, filling it up, before he finished cumming inside my pussy.

I showered, packed, he walked me to my car, and we said goodbye to each other.

I drove home with a sore jaw, some bruises, and the biggest smile on my face. It was a completely surreal experience that I’ll never forget.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/833a12/the_time_i_drove_45_hours_to_canada_for_a_new