Everyone mentioned is 18 years old when these events take place. [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l4ekgz/dr_sylvia_or_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying_and/) is mostly background and has details about the first time I ate Sylvia out. Below is another 5 paragraphs of introduction, then I’m going to try to focus more on the unforgettable erotica that ensued.
It’s been a few weeks since I treated her to that no-reciprocation-necessary munch session. We’ve hung out several times, always with our other friends around too. Seems like nothing has really changed at all between Sylvia and I, which is great. We’re really good friends. And I don’t think she’s told anyone about what we did in my car that night after John’s party.
We finally ended up alone again together on a midweek evening during spring break. We’ve been hanging in a park in a larger group, spending all day working our way through some 30 racks of light beer, and now we are sitting a good 10 feet away from the rest of our friends. I spark a joint near sunset and she noticed when I took it out that I also have one more.
“You wanna come over to my place? My parents are going out for dinner soon.” As I hear her quietly say this to me, it sounded clearly like the proposition that it was. I was stoked and my grin as I inhaled was the only answer she needed. I pass her the lit joint. She smiles back as she says “Save that other joint.” And we end up in her den not long after. She leads me to the futon, and I lean in to finally try to get a make out in with her when she says that wait, we need to talk first.
“I’ve already been with a lot of your friends.” I ask how many, she’s like well I’m not sure exactly who you know but my total number is 10 guys. She says this like she thinks it will be a turn off for me, I can tell she’s insecure about this subject. I think her ex had been pretty mean about it. “And I know you are really close with a few of them.” She names 2 of my best friends.
I tell her I really don’t care but Sylvia seems fixated on this like she hasn’t gotten to her point yet. She continues “And I know some of my friends have already been with you, and they’ve also been with your friends.” She pauses. “We talk about everything.” She goes onto describe times they’ve discussed how one guy’s cock size compares to the another and about who lasts a long time. Also she says something about weird shapes. “I’d hate for whatever rumors that end up out there to come between us. Or worse, between you and your friends.”
Sylvia now really has me thinking hard about my own cock. I had been with 4 others prior. Kailey and Maggie told me it was nice and beautiful and amazing. Mary told me a few times she “loved” it and Sandra had never commented on it at all. At the time, my penis seemed really small to me, especially compared to the erections I saw in porn.
I stress to her one more time that I could not care less about what other people think. She averts her gaze to my crotch and leans in to whisper.
“The entire time you were eating me out- I was thinking about what Kailey told me. Picturing your cock.”
She reaches quickly for my zipper, and I hurriedly help her strip my jeans and boxers to the floor. I’m speechless, basically dumbstruck and now exposed. Still mostly flaccid. She gets on her knees in front of me, but as soon as she takes hold for a stroke, I begin to enlarge quickly and she smiles wide.
“Wow! You are a grower. And, I’m on my period, so this is reciprocation-free.”
Before she can get a reaction from me she looks down and her mouth begins massaging my tip as her hand speed doubles. She’s getting my fully inflated head super wet with her tongue, making sure to spread some spit on my shaft too which she then works down to my base with her hand.
I reach down to grab her large breasts through her t-shirt and am happy to feel their softness unencumbered by any bra. I continue squeezing and behold the sight of her nipples hardening through the cotton.
She stops sucking me after a minute and spits a fat gob full of loogies onto the middle of my shaft. Then, with a quick motion, she flings her t-shirt off revealing her now fully swollen c cups. Beautiful, puffy, half dollar sized, pink areola with little tiny eraser nips. She has some light brown freckling around the swollen tips that matched the ones below her eyes nicely.
She’s still on her knees in front of me, two hands on my junk, looking up at my reaction to seeing her incredible knockers for the first time. I don’t even think I could finish saying “Wow” before her attention turns back to my cock as she spits on me again. Then she deftly covers her teeth with her lips as she takes my length halfway, and as she swallows the rest of my shaft, I let out a soft gaspy moan from the feeling of my full length entering inside of her, slamming into her waiting wet throat.
Same as with Mary, once she took me in her throat, Sylvia would have me finished not long thereafter. Almost mercifully she comes up for air after 30 seconds. I was dangerously close to rudely leaking out a first dribble of cum deep in her without warning and welcomed this pull back and sounds of her gasping.
“You like that?” Her tone is forceful as she draws a large breath in after spitting out the words. She’s squeezing her grip on my cock harder as she says it and continues vicing me as she draws in a couple more deep breaths. I tell her that’s the best thing I’ve ever felt and she glides me right back to her face, glugging as I get worked back and forth by her throat, tongue, and lips.
Within seconds I’m asking her where she wants it. She withdraws her mouth and covers me with both hands.
“On my tits baby.”
I’m already leaking as she says this, my first wave of orgasmic bliss lingers. The second gets slightly delayed as she notices the spillage and protracts her grip slightly. After a pause that could have been half a beat or three, she clenches back on with just one hand and her aim hits the bullseye as I splash wave after wave of my remaining emission over her breasts.
She’s craving my eye contact as she waits for my thigh muscle to relax from within the grasp of her off hand. Working the whole length of my shaft with the other hand, she’s making sure to squeeze any late coming droplets out.
As she withdraws to clean up she turns around and does a bouncy little dance on her way into the den’s attached powder room. One foot then the other alternately kicking back towards me as I’m still recovering from my orgasm. To this day, I can close my eyes and picture Sylvia’s one-of-a-kind thighs and ample ass parading herself away from me, hands cupping her cum soaked tits as they bounce with the rest of her body. Thereafter it will be a somewhat anxious wait for my young self, day after day of seeing her at school. I will have to hang tight until closer to graduation.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l4wnxx/dr_sylvia_or_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying_and
When do u get to the mom part of the story lol
How long until part 3
Lol