Up at the lake with Mae – part. 5 [MF]

([part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uts68q/up_at_the_lake_with_mae_part_1_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)) ([part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uu0xz5/up_at_the_lake_with_mae_part_2_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)) ([part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uu79lk/up_at_the_lake_with_mae_part_3_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)) ([part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uutsiu/up_at_the_lake_with_mae_part_4_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3))

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*Yes. Anal?*

*Bold question, Mae.*

*Same as yours.*

*Ok then. I had my ass played with. Yes. Lilly. The girl I was seeing a year ago. We were on her bed one afternoon and she went like, get on all fours. I complied. She positioned herself beside me and started to stroke me. Odd position, I thought. Then she grabbed the lube and just inserted a finger in my ass. She started this… double stimulation I guess? Going up and down my shaft with one hand and in and out of me with the other. Fuck.. came buckets.*

*Oh … seriously.. oh.. wow! I didn’t mean that way, in my mind it was more like ‘do you like to shove it into your partners’ ass’, but…*

*Fuck.* I blushed.

*No, it’s so hot! It really is. That’s something I might actually try with Hans the bellboy!*

*Wait – what? Still screwing him after the wrong hole ‘accident’?*

*Not really, nah. But I was thinking about his enourmos cock yesterday and.. I reckon I might wanna give him another go.*

*D’you like ’em big, Mae? Are you like, a size queen maybe?*

*Nah. I’m democratic and open to all possibilities. My turn again then.*

…*?*

*Indeed. You just asked me if I was a size queen. That was a question. Sooo… ever tasted your own cum?*

*No issues in kissing a girl when I just came in her mouth. It’s pure lust.*

*You’re heaven sent.*

*Spit or swallow?* A natural question at this stage. Mae’s answer wasn’t straightforward as I thought it would be. But it was revealing.

*Hmmm.. I absolutely used to hate cum. Like, no-no. Finish in the fuckin’ condom, spurt all over yourself maybe or don’t finish at all, like – not my business. I don’t want your fluids. Fuck knows why.. well, I actually know why: was a control freak, everything had to be.. perfect. I was one of those girls… have you ever met a girl who only wants to have sex on the bed, on clean sheets and just as long as you both took a good shower first? Yeah. Like, I didn’t even use words such as ‘fucking’, ‘cock’, ‘pussy’, ‘cunt’, ‘balls’ , ‘cum’ – the lot. Gosh, I didn’t even want my boyfriend to eat me out, or wrap my lips around a dick at first. It took a while. I was such a prude, or maybe… like, yeah. I was stuck.*

*Sounds hilarious, considering where we are right now Mae. But I’m lucky, never met a real prude girl. Shy, yeah. Prude? Nah.*

*Oh boy, prude girls do exist, trust me I know some.*

*Uh?*

*Yeah.. however, back to your question – thing is, slowly but surely I became a pleaser. My second, or thid boyfriend like – unlocked me? If that makes sense. Cum, I still don’t crave it in my mouth. Can’t say I particularly enjoy the taste. But now when I feel – or I’m told – that a partner wants to fill my mouth it’s ok now. And spitters are quitters, like they say, so…*

My balls were, like, ACHING. A serious case of blue balls, a deep shade of blue. Plus I was going through a bit of a dry spell – a self-imposed dry spell to be fair. I was successfully avoiding hookups and such while trying to make a crucial move on Sheila. Also, the previous week had been such a nightmare (work-wise) that I hadn’t actually jerked off in a few days.

I’d strictly followed the no-touching rule so far. Mae’s last tale made me move my right hand for the first time in half an hour. A gentle, absent mind touch on the tip of my cock. She didn’t miss that.

*Hey! No touching!*

*Uh, sorry.* I replied quickly, suddenly getting my bearings.

*I’m a mess down here, but I’m not breaking the rule. So plase. Do it again and the game is over.*

I swallowed.

*Now my question is: what makes you lose it? I don’t mean acts, I mean words. Something so hot you just can’t control yourself.*

*Gosh. I don’t know. It’s up to the circumstances I suppose. But it’s a very good question. I absolutely love dirty talking and I met my fair share of dirty talkers. I recall a few: ‘shut up and screw me’, ‘keep pumping’, ‘I like the way you’re fucking me’, ‘don’t dare cumming before I do’… what else. Oh, yes. Yes. ‘Would you fuck my friend too’. Also, ‘cum on my face’ absolutely does the trick, any variation really. ‘Would you cum on my face?’ ‘wanna cum on my face?’, ‘ ‘you don’t need permission to cum on my face, just do it’, ‘just paint my face already’.*

*That’s hot.*

*Yeah. That gal Lilly, she’d get all artsy sometimes: ‘do your Jackson Pollock trick on me’ or ‘may I get a Jackson Pollock’?*

Mae busted out laughing. Like, hysterically. I just wanted to cum.

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