(If you’re familiar with my story intros, skip to the ———–). This story has two parts. I recommend you read until the ********* then come back later for the second part below for a different perspective on the same story.
Warning: super long.
[Last time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i6f8po/ring_toss_the_blowjob_carnival_part_4_mf/), I (20, M) introduced you, dear reader, to Mary (18, F), my girlfriend who threw me a Carnival-themed party and surreptitiously turned it into an extended birthday present of creative blowjobs. Each carnival table activity had its own card. Hidden inside was a sexy message with a tease about the kind of oral pleasure I’d be in for. First, she gave me a Retro Candy blowjob and indulged in an explosion of Pop Rocks and cum at the same time. She then gave me a luxurious blowjob with temperature play which finished with me watching her sip my cum from a cup of hot tea. That was followed by a bubblicious blowjob in the pool with a rough ending and a BDSM session that was my first venture into anal play and finished with me shaking the last of my cum off into her mouth. That left us with 6 to go:
1. [~~Pop-Rocks and Assorted candies~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hv5roe/chemistry_in_chemistry_mf/)
2. Pie-in-the-face
3. Candlemaking
4. [~~Tea station~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2d8wa/4_tea_station_the_carnival_part_2_mf/)
5. Whack-a-mole
6. [~~Bubble-maker~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i40aca/the_blowjob_carnival_part_3_mf/)
7. Rope puzzles
8. Hall of mirrors
9. [Ring Toss](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i6f8po/ring_toss_the_blowjob_carnival_part_4_mf/)
10. “Freak show”
As you may recall, Mary was an outgoing natural leader, athletic dance squad captain, member of the student body leadership who also was a theater geek. She had an incredibly lithe body, legs for days that led to Aphrodite’s ass. And she had the most enchanting smile. Stretching the width of her pupils, her smile of perfect pearly whites was framed by full, soft lips that made the most fabulous curves. This was accented further by the most perfect collection of freckles and beauty spots across her cheeks, nose and forehead. That perfect face framed by a head of long, silky brownish blond hair that accentuated her beautiful pale skin. I thought she couldn’t possibly be more attractive.
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“The Hall of Mirrors”
My mind was a complete mess for the rest of the week. I hadn’t heard from Mary in a couple of days. What had started as fun BDSM play had finished by me using Mary’s mouth as a cum bucket. I couldn’t get out my head the image of holding her head by the hair while I shot cum into her ring gagged mouth then shaking the last drops into her mouth like I’d just taken leak, even wiping the last bit off using the edge of the ring holding her mouth open. I felt… I don’t know… like I had crossed a line with her. I needed to make sure we were okay. I grabbed my phone and texted her
>Hey. That was really intense. I won’t lie to you and say I didn’t enjoy it, but I wanted to make sure that you’re okay. That we’re okay. I don’t know, I’m just… worried. Text me.
The message read delivered. It was a few hours before I heard back from her and the blood had started to drain from my face with worry. Then I got her message.
>Hi! That was really intense. I knew it’d get that way. I wanted to use all the things I left for you, but it’s your birthday gift, so this time around it’s about you and what you want. I’m not mad or anything, but I think I’d still like to have some attention paid to me when it’s more than just blowing you. I felt kind of, I dunno, just used for my holes or something. That’s not to say I didn’t like it or wanted you have an experience like that just… maybe I needed to set some more ground rules. But we’re good. Like 100% good.
My blood returned to my face and I breathed a sigh of relief.
>Oh, and now that we’re good, I want you to come over and check out my hall of mirrors. ;)
My blood drained straight down into my cock. We traded texts figuring out a time, but eventually settled on the following Saturday. That morning I woke up and decided that I’d need to rub one out before I went over lest I see her and cum in my pants out of excitement. I jerked off to the snap of her tape-spread ass she had sent me after our last encounter. I didn’t last a minute before I drained my balls.
I picked up the Hall of Mirrors card and opened it. “Mirrors show us parts we cannot see ourselves. Let’s make sure you get the perfect view.”
I drove over to Mary’s house. She greeted me cheerfully at the door. “Welcome to my budget hall of mirrors.” In the middle of her living room were 7 large full length vertical mirrors standing against the back of various chairs and shelves she had repurposed for the task. They made an arc a little more than half circle centered around a dining chair. She had clearly taken these from the theater department where they had recently been used in a production. Behind the chair was a camera tripod with phone mounted to it, pointed to the center.
She walked into the center and ordered me to go around the back of the mirrors. After a minute she beckoned me to come around and sit in the chair. As I rounded the corner, I saw she was completely nude. She pointed to the chair and I sat down. I immediately was treated to a divine sight. As she stood in front of me, I could see 7 full copies of her glorious naked form mimicking every movement. I could see her body from every angle, front, sides and back. I wondered for a moment how long she spent getting the optics just right. I never appreciated how well toned her trapezius muscles were and how her shoulder blades winged out as she cupped her breasts in her hands. The profile view showed the perfect scallop made by the top of her retrousse breasts while the posterior view let me take in the just how deep of a cleft in her ass she really had. My focus shifted to her real form in front of me. Her nipples had returned to their normal size after the abuse they were subjected to from the clamps in our last encounter.
“Like what you see?” She asked.
“Oh, most definitely. I don’t even know where to look.”
“Oh, I expect you to look everywhere. So, look, this isn’t going to be wild and crazy like the last couple of times, but I want you to see me from every angle while I suck your cock. I also want to see what I look like sucking your cock, too, so I’ve set that camera up to record your point of view. Now get undressed and let’s play.” I slid my clothes off quickly and sat down. She walked around me and I heard the ding of her iphone on the tripod start recording. She then strutted in front of me again and swayed her hips and softly cupped her tits as she turned in a circle showing off every inch of her shape in every mirror and then slowly slowly moved to her knees and sat on her heels. *Oh my god, she’s putting on a show.* No objection from me.
She looked up at me as she put her hands on my knees and spread them apart. Her gaze continued to the side as she put her hair up into a ponytail. She looked into the camera and winked and then without breaking eye contact with the camera, opened her mouth and enveloped my shaft. Moaning softly and closing her eyes, she began to work my cock with her lips and tongue all while keeping her hands on my knees. She would occasionally open her eyes to look up at the camera, but never directly at me. She turned her head to the side and pushed the head of my cock into her cheek. I could see the bulge in her cheek expand as she pressed it in further. I ran my hand across the bulge on her face and lightly slapped her cheek. She smiled ever so slightly and kept working. As the luxurious oral sex continued, my eyes wandered to the mirror. Seven Marys were on display, each showing a different angle of her body. She was sitting on her feet. I’d never seen what the soles of her feet looked like crossed underneath her but in that moment, even the creases of the lines on them were erotic. My eyes drifted over her ass. Aphrodite’s ass was big enough that I could see both cheeks in 5 of the 7 mirrors and I could just appreciate the outline of her asshole in the mirror directly in front. My mind flew to the memory of fingering it earlier that week. My fantasies about licking, toying with and fucking her tight hole were interrupted by her pushing my cock into the back of her throat. I instinctively grabbed her head and tried to push her deeper, but she pushed my hands away and down to the sides of the chair. She grabbed on the sides of the chair and began bouncing my cock against her throat. The sucking sounds of her throat letting go of the head were loud, echoing off the mirrors and into the camera’s microphone.
As she resumed the work on my shaft, my gaze returned to the mirror. She had shifted positions and now she was more kneeling on her heels with her butt on her heels but feet parallel and toes bent so the tops of her feet were no longer on the ground. This actually spread her ass even further giving a clear view of her ass and pussy. I could see a drip of grool forming on her labia. Her erect position gave me a perfect view of her luscious, firm ass gently sloping up the sides to her back. Her spine muscles were taught and slowly moved forward and backward, matching the paced rhythm of her mouth. I continued upward to her neck which was uncovered by virtue of her pony tail. I had no idea so many neck muscles went into a blowjob. My mind entertained the thought that I was watching Mary blow another man. I quickly looked down at her, quenching the pang of jealousy. She looked up at me and then over at the camera. She turned her head sideways and pursed her lips and slid the vein at the bottom between her lips as her head bobbed up and down, then licking the shaft from the base to the tip and back down, then alternating between the two.
She looked back up into the camera. She let my cock rest against her face and said, smiling widely, “I love sucking your cock. I love feeling your hard shaft pushing against my throat. I love your pulsing veins on my lips. I love deepthroating your dick.” Suddenly sporting a wicked look on her face , she immediately buried my shaft in her mouth, grabbing the edges of the chair to bury her face deeper in my crotch. My cock started to bend at the entrance to her throat but wouldn’t go past like it had before. She came up and gasped, “help” and dove back down. I obliged, running my fingers through her scalp and pushing her head down. I caught in 7 mirrors the moment when my dick broke her throat barrier for the second time. You could see her head drop another inch into my lap. I held her there, relishing the slippery wetness of the deep recesses over her throat. I looked at the side mirrors to see if I could see her neck distended but I couldn’t. But as she started to gag, I could see her abdomen contract hard, her tense abdominal muscles coming into and out of view. Her spine curved and straightened as she tried to eject my cock. Her breasts were bouncing to the spasms of her convulsions. I held her there, selfishly enjoying the throat massage my cock was being treated to until she started to slap my thigh. I pulled her up by her pony tail. I never stopped looking at the mirrors as seven mirrored Mary’s unsheathed a dick from their mouths simultaneously. As she fell backward off her heels and onto her ass, long thick trails of throat spit mixed with precum connected my cock to her lips, stretching almost a foot before breaking and falling onto her chin and heaving chest. The Mary in front of me sat spread eagled with her knees bent and leaning back on her hands. She wasn’t even looking at me – her watering eyes had made her mascara run ever so slightly, her lips were parted as she took deep breaths in and out, trying to catch her air, her tits shaking every time she coughed to clear her throat of precum. “God I love when you fuck my throat.” she said directly to the camera. After about thirty seconds she got back onto her knees, this time upright. She began to pose in front of the mirror, first cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples between her fingers, then running her hands down her sides and over her ass, spreading so I could see it in the mirror. She spanked herself three times and I watched 21 perfect bounces in the mirrors before she turned around with her back to me and sitting on her ass, kicked her legs up into a spread V, putting her pink pussy on display. She was staring at the camera in the mirror and began to rub her pussy with one hand. I had idly begun to masturbate to her posing for me like a porn model. Noticing me in the mirror, she dropped her head back and looked at me upside down. “Don’t cum yet. I want you to be throatfucking me when you do.” I slowed my pace, but she quickened hers, now plunging two fingers into her pussy on display. She rapidly moved them in and out, roughly finger-fucking herself. I could see her orgasm building and watched her back arch in the side mirrors as she began to cum. She moaned loudly as each wave rocked her, keeping her fingers buried inside as her orgasm had subsided. She kept her hand there as turned around and stood back on her knees facing me. “Now where was I?” she said seductively to the camera. As she pulled her fingers out of her pussy I could see her whole palm was wet with her cum. She pulled my hand off my cock and began to jack me off with her cum. She was an expert by this time with my pleasure points, expertly stroking the shaft while twisting her hand, teasing the frenulum with light circular motions with her thumb. She got into an all-fours position with one hand still on my dick. I could see her breasts, fleshy pendulums hanging from her chest in the side mirrors and her shining wet pussy and asshole directly in front. As I traced her contours with my eyes in the mirror I felt the wetness of her tongue on my balls while her cum drenched hand was still working my shaft, mixing in the large drops of my precum with hers. I threw my head back and let out a loud grunt as she sucked my right testicle into her mouth and rolled it with her tongue. The pleasure and pain was skyrocketing me toward orgasm. She must have felt my balls start to tighten and she stopped what she was doing to look up and say, “Come on, stand up, fuck my throat and cum all over my face.” She actually pulled me out of the chair as she sat back on her heels. She turned herself so her profile was to the camera and the mirror directly opposite the chair. She looked up at me this time with her mouth open, head cocked coyly to the side, smiling at me. “Well? Are you going to fuck my pretty mouth or not?” I smiled back at her as I grabbed her pony tail and pushed her head down hard. I quickly reached the back of her throat. I braced her skull with my two hands and pushed down. I watched in the mirror as her head dropped again as i pushed past her /r/throatbarrier. Her throat muscles squeezed the head of my cock as I fucked her mouth. I pulled my cock back out almost to her lips before plunging in again, watching in a different mirror every time as her body shook with a rough bounce each time I broke past. After the last mirror, I let go of her head as the orgasm overtook me. I pulled out of her throat and she closed her eyes as I unloaded on her face. I wasn’t about to watch this in a mirror. I started intently at her face, my eyes, full of lust, met hers with mascara smeared, mouth wide open and tongue out invitingly. She was absolutely beautiful. I painted her face with rope after rope of cum. I set my cock on her tongue after I had finished and she sucked the last drops from the tip. She smiled and stood up, walked to the camera and smiled big into it, cum dripping from her face, “Happy Birthday, Throwaway. Hope you enjoyed the show!”
She hit the stop button on the camera and giggled. I don’t remember how I ended up on the couch, but she had cleaned up and gotten dressed again. She threw me a pair of shorts and once I remembered my name, we went out to the pool to cool off.
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I eventually made it home. The next day, my phone dinged.
>Check your email. For your eyes only. Call me when you’re ready, we’re going to watch together.
In my inbox was an empty email with an attachment video. I downloaded it onto my laptop which was connected to the big TV on the wall. I kicked back onto my bed and took my shorts off. I called Mary. It was a good time and we both cued up the video. “I want to hear what you were thinking as it happens, and I’ll tell you what I was thinking. Nothing is taboo. Just like the reflections in the mirror, ok, you can tell me whatever you fantasize about. Hell maybe some will come true. I sure hope some of mine will.”
I was so thankful she was in theater. Her staging was perfect. It was almost exactly as if I was there being sucked off again. She never failed to engage the camera directly, adding to the realism.
“Oh my God I was so nervous at first,” she piped as her body started to sway on the TV, “I was terrified I’d have a zit on my back or something and that’s all you’d remember.” We both laughed, but that laughter died down quickly as the realization set in that she had made nothing short of a 20 minute porn video of performing oral sex. No one would ever see my face, but she was unmistakeable.
I tried to ease the tension, “God you look every bit as amazing – your lighting was spot on! And you know my favorite part about this was really getting to appreciate so much more of your body that you just can’t see when you’re on the receiving end. Like, I’ve seen your body before obviously, but to get to watch it move in ways that I haven’t seen made me appreciate how incredibly stunning your physique is. Oh, right here. Like I was turned on by the soles of your feet!”
“Really?” She giggled. “I thought you were distracted because you almost started to go soft so, yeah, right here, I got your attention, didn’t I?” This was the part where she first took me deep into her mouth. “Oh, yeah you did! I couldn’t believe that almost on instinct alone I wanted to…” I trailed off. “It’s okay, really, I want you to say it,” she encouraged, “you wanted to what, exactly?”
“I wanted to push into your throat again.”
“Unnnggggh!” She moaned on the other end, I wanted it so bad too but I didn’t want you to cum too soon.”
“I wasn’t going to, I had already gotten off once earlier so I wouldn’t come too quickly. To that pic of your duct taped ass.”
“Oh yes, what did you think of my ass in the mirrors?” She asked as the sound of her throat breaking suction on my dick echoed through the phone and from.m the TV.
“Actually, it’s this part right here – god your ass looks so good -“
“Right here!” She exclaimed. What are you saying?”
Oh I remembered, what I was thinking, I didn’t know that I had mouthed it on the screen. “Oh man I’m too embarrassed,” I protested as the tape rolled on, “no no, tell me,” she exhorted.
“I believe the exact words were ‘god I want to fuck your ass right now.’”
“Oh yesss.” She hissed through her teeth, “couldn’t yet though could you cuz you were about to fuck my throat, huh?” I let that hang in the air for a moment, “actually, it’s right now that I first imagined you sucking someone else’s cock.” The tape rolled to her taking dirty. “Were you jealous?! Of your own reflection?” She teased me. “Yeah I knew it was stupid, I just had to look down. Right here you started talking dirty, too.”
“Yeah I was psyching myself up for trying to deepthroat you again. I loved feeling you push my head down. I felt so wanted and desired and yet so amazingly dirty.”
“You were so fucking dirty, you said ‘help.’ So I helped myself. I couldn’t have cared less in that moment, I was completely enthralled by watching your whole body gag. Just look at the way your muscles contract and your tits bounce.”
“I couldn’t even breathe your dick was so far down and you wouldn’t let me up.” She was slapping my thigh in the video. It was then I realized I had held her there, choking on my cock, struggling, slapping my leg for five full seconds. As I pulled her head up by her pony tail in the video, I heard her whisper to herself, “Jesus, yes. Used me like a fuckin slut.”
“Whoa, hey,” I responded, “you’re not a slut.” I tried to be as convincing as possible while watching her wipe away throat spit hanging from her lips and start to pose seductively.
“Are you kidding? You just about choked me out with your cock and I’m begging you for more. If that doesn’t make me a slut, I don’t know what does.”
“Well then maybe you’re a slut for me but this was a birthday present, remember? Not some assessment of your character!”
“Oh, I like the idea of being *your* slut.” She had spread her legs on the TV and was fingering herself hard. “You like watching your personal slut spread herself and finger bang her tight pussy in front of a mirror and tell you not to cum yet?”
“Yes, almost as much as I like what’s coming up.” “Oh? Do tell.” “You’re going to jerk me off with your cum and suck my balls. Fuck me where do you come up with these ideas?”
She laughed, “Google, duh.” She was just starting to position herself for the finale.
“Oh shut up, *slut*,” I retorted, mocking her use of the word, “damn, you even position yourself like a pornstar. Listen to you! Your dirty talk is on point! Oh man, I’m about to, how did you say it?” Over the phone I heard her say simultaneously with the video, “fuck my pretty little mouth.”
“That’s right, take it, slut.” I whispered to the screen, breathing heavily into the phone as I started to pound her throat on screen. We both were furiously masturbating, completely engrossed in our own self pleasure. I could hear her moaning over the phone.
She began to cum as I pulled her head off my cock on screen. “Oh YES! Cum all over my face,” she yelled to her screen. That was all it took for me. I grunted loudly into the phone, my cum spurting into the air, matching the ropes draping her face.
I took a deep breath and exhaled. I quickly grabbed the remote and hit pause as her face centered fully in the screen. Her birthday wish came over the phone.
“You paused on my cum covered face didn’t you, you dirty bastard?” She asked, still panting from her orgasm.
I laughed, “You better fucking believe it.”
“Well don’t drain your balls to this too often,” she said, her voice steadying and turning seductive, “This oral slut of yours has five more gifts for you and I expect to be paid in cum. I’m coming over Thursday – we’re doing candlemaking. You can choose the next one, my throat needs a break.”
We hung up after a few more tender words and goodbyes, but I had long since hit Replay.
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