The Blowjob Carnival (Part 3) [MF]

(If you’re familiar with my story intros, skip to the ———–)

[Last time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2d8wa/4_tea_station_the_carnival_part_2_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 left us with 8 to go.

1. ~~Pop-Rocks and Assorted candies~~
2. Pie-in-the-face
3. Candlemaking
4. ~~Tea station~~
5. Whack-a-mole
6. Bubble-maker
7. Rope puzzles
8. Hall of mirrors
9. Ring Toss
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. I thought she couldn’t possibly be more attractive.

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After the hot and cold blowjob, I couldn’t stop thinking about the remaining cards. Morning tonight I was obsessed with trying to guess what delights each card held. What could rope puzzles be? What the hell is “freak show?” I had to know. Right then my phone rang with a text.

>Hey sexy, I hope you’ve been enjoying your birthday present. I’m going to rock your world with my mouth. I just wanted to ask one favor. Please pick “Freak Show” last. I don’t want to say why, but please please, last, ok?

Welp. So much for that idea.

The phone dinged again.

>But if you come over right now, I’d recommend you bring the Bubble-Maker card. ;) Bring some shorts.

Ok. Bubble-maker it is. I quickly grabbed the card from my desk drawer and opened it. It read, “I like blowing. Bubbles. Your cock. Both together sounds like fun!”

I raced over to her house as fast as I could. I rang the doorbell. No answer. I waited. I looked around and saw her car in the driveway. Wait a minute. There were bubbles coming from behind it. I walked I walked over to the car. Behind car was a kids bubble maker spewing hundreds of little bubbles. Attached was a note. “Care to see how many bubbles I can blow? Come around back. I’m in the pool.”

I walked, no, ran around to the side gate and let myself into her backyard. Mary was sipping a glass of ice water. She had been out in the sun already. She looked like a tall drink of water herself. Her hair was down, framing her gorgeous face. She was shining her pearly whites at me. She was wearing a sparkling lip gloss and I could see it reflecting in the sun. The sun was already making her freckles stand out more. She was wearing the [sexiest one-piece bikini](https://imgur.com/a/t1ZTaTs) I’d ever seen. My eyes traveled lasciviously from her head across her gorgeous collar bones, forming a chevron at her necklike that coaxed my gaze further south. With my eyes, I traced the edges of the bikini line over the soft exposed edges of flesh of her full, retrousse c-cup breasts, her erect nipples showed prominently through the fabric. The V followed the hourglass of her body and was accentuated by ties wrapped around her midsection that accentuated her firm, flat athlete’s abdomen. My eyes drifted to her prominent hip bones as she stood arms akimbo, hands on her hips, elbows pointing outward with the ever so sexy slight tilt of her pelvis. My gaze followed as she ran both her hands down the bikini line on her groin to the diamond between her muscular, toned dancers legs. She must have been as horny as me. Her pussy lips were already swollen and a prominent crease between them was already just barely noticeably darker with her wetness. She slid her hands sideways over her thighs and hips as she began to turn and as Aphrodite’s ass came into view she seductively ran her hands over her gorgeous cheeks and up the side of her backless bikini and over her head. As she reached into the air she went onto her tip toes, causing her butt muscles to squeeze, further lifting her tight, toned and generous ass even further. In one swift move she bent forward and as the bikini pulled tight across her skin, it began to slide in between her full cheeks, tightly wrapping, almost squeezing her labia. As she stood up she looked over her shoulder, smiling, smacking her right ass cheek three times. God, the bounce.

“Did you enjoy that?”

“Yes, and please tell me Bubble Maker has something to do with your perfect bubble butt?”

“Haha, no. But I promise you’ll like it. Let’s get in the pool, I made some lunch.”

We had lunch and swam for about 30 minutes. I carried her around pool, she carried me around. We swam between each others legs, making sure to touch each other with each pass. Her body looked magical gliding through the water. I was mesmerized as she swam through my legs from front to back. To my surprise when she swam back through, she was naked. She didn’t surface but quickly undid my shorts and pulled them down. The cool water had kept my cock soft but between seeing her nude refraction in the water and feeling her warm mouth wrap around my shaft, I was rock hard within 15 seconds. I was amazed by her ability to hold her breath – she had been underwater now for almost 40 seconds. She looked up at me. I could see her smile under the water as she exhaled a full stream of bubbles around the shaft of my cock. I must have jumped at the surprise because she quickly surfaced, the water cascading off her glistening tits. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, sorry, just surprised me.” “Good or bad?” “I don’t know, actually, do it again!” She smiled, took a deep breath, jumped for a bit of momentum and dropped back under water. She immediately went back to work, allowing the warmth of her mouth and cool water to stimulate me. She then blew another large stream of bubbles. The sensation was indescribable, like breath that was hot and cold, wet and dry at the same time. She came up for air. “Fuck that was awesome, do that again, but slower.” The next stream was slower, more controlled and she began to breathe out as she worked her mouth up and down the shaft. She exhaled for almost 30 seconds straight. The next trip underwater she went under my legs and blew bubbles underneath my testicles The sensation felt like having fingers gently brushing the skin. It was incredibly erotic. She repeated that, between blowing bubbles under my balls and while my cock was in her mouth. Each time spending anywhere from 20-40 seconds underwater. When she came up for what must have been the tenth time, she was out of breath. She panted a request I should have declined but I couldn’t resist, “I had no idea how hot it is… *pant* to keep sucking your cock *pant* when I know I need air. I want you to hold my head underwater and fuck my mouth. Don’t let me up until I blow a big bubble stream.” Before I could even ask if she was sure, she was already underwater. With my cock doing the thinking, I grabbed her head and began to thrust in and out. I quickly realized the water resistance to was too much to do that effectively, so I put my fingers through her hair to grab her head tightly and began to push and pull her head up and down my shaft. The lustful beast in me took over and I pushed her down a little further each time until I could feel the head of my cock bouncing against the back of her throat. After what felt like 30 seconds of no holds barred free-use of her mouth, she began move her hands forward like she was going to swim up. I knew she asked for me to pull her up when she let out the bubbles, but I figured if she was foggy, she might not remember. I let go over her head. But instead of coming up, she wrapped her hands around my back and pulled me even deeper in. I grabbed her head again and pushed down hard. As I broke past her throat barrier, I could feel her gag. The tightening of her throat took me over the edge and I began to cum down her throat. The combination her her gags and my pulsations caused her to spasm violently, pushing my dick out of her mouth with a giant stream of bubbles. She broke to the surface, coughing and gagging with bubbles of my cum mixed with throat spit dripping out of her mouth.

And laughing.

“Jesus Christ, Mary, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I just have never done that before! I can’t believe you just came down my throat!” Her voice was almost hoarse sounding. She waded over to the edge of the pool and sat down on the steps and lay her head back in the sun. I joined her, spent, basking in the sun, my mind already wandering to the next card.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i40aca/the_blowjob_carnival_part_3_mf