Category: gonewildstories

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So, I have an issue. When my bf fucks me, he does it gently and slowly and I need the very opossite. I need someone to choke me, to pull my hair, to spank me and restrain me. I need someone who that knows how to use me like an absolute whore. PM if you are that someone. Ill add here a pic of my ass so you can imagine it better. The next coming weeks ill post some more stuff if you help and dregrade this slut.

We’ve been friends for a while, and one night he decided to get high and I joined him, and we spent most of the night at his place watching movies and indulging in some munchies.

We got pretty tired at some point and turned off the lights and crawled into his bed, leaving some movie playing in the background. As I started dosing off, I felt him get closer to me. He started lightly running his fingers across my side, and got even closer, basically spooning me.

I pressed my ass into his crotch and heard him start breathing a little faster, and felt him get hard. He started getting more grabby and started squeezing my ass and boobs through my clothes.

He slipped his hand under my shirt and slowly started to squeeze my breast (I had already taken off my bra earlier before we got into bed). We were playing a game of who would turn and kiss the other first. He pinched my nipple and I lost, I turned to him and kissed him hard. His hand wrapped into my hair and I did the same. We kissed for a while, going back and forth between kissing and sucking hickeys on each other’s necks, until he slid down and started working on my shorts. Read more »

First time, mobile phone.

I’m a slut and I love it
I’ve [M29] been crossdressing for quite a while and half a year ago I finally had the guts to start having sex and embracing my lifestyle a little more openly. I’m still scared shitless that my boss or my family are going to find out. But a “girl” has needs.

Now I don’t just jump on cocks. I just can’t do it, I don’t have it in me. I have to build a relationship and trust the guy to some degree.

Since dressing up and getting ready takes effing long I mostly do it on the weekends.

Here’s my craziest day: Every Saturday I dress up and visit one of my guys in his appartment. We ended up agreeing on one visit every Saturday. That’s a long story….
Here’s the deal: I come prepared and ready to go, ring the bell and he waits for me naked in his living room. I get rid of my coat or jacket or whatever fall to my knees and blow him until he’s hard. Doesn’t take long. He then chooses whatever furniture he likes and fucks me on it. The wall, the couch, kitchen table, we’ve done em all. Here’s the kicker we both don’t say a single word. Once he’s done I readjust my clothes and leave without looking back. At this particular day I also had a dinner date plannend. Read more »

I was only half dressed when Sir pulled me in for a goodbye kiss; his hands easily finding my bare nipples, quickly making them hard. Our kisses lingered, became teasing. He guided my hand to the front of his trousers. I felt his length and began to rub.
Sir grabbed my cushion, instructed me to kneel and helped me free his cock from his pants. So much fabric, so many layers. His cock tasted of cotton at first, then quickly tasted of only him. He became harder, slicker, pushing to the back of my throat and holding.
I never know when I start crying, but I always do. The intensity, the instensece of his ccock demands it.
I gag, I slobber, I pull back a few times to breathe. Long strings of saliva connect my mouth to his cock even in the pauses I take.
Sometimes it feels like too much, I feel panic itching in my brain. Sometimes I push thru, sometimes I take a breath then go back to my place.
I try to breath around his length but that’s easier said than done. Every inch I take, he pushes forward for more. More sensation, more pleasure, just more.
“Get on all fours, away from me”
I position myself on the couch, lowering my head to my hands as he instructs He enters me and even without foreplay is feels right. Good.
He thrusts, smacks my ass. It stings and my pussy clenches. It’s been so long since we’ve played, I’m out of practice. My tolerance is low. I groan and push back. A few more thrusts. He pulls out swiftly.
“Clean me off”
I drop back to my knees and suck.
“Get it all”
I do my best to get it all.
He leans down into my field of vision and smiles. I see the sweat on his forehead, his upper lip. The slight hitch to his breath. I feel saliva and spunk on my face. Tears on my cheeks. My pussy still quivering.
“Touch yourself twice today, once within 10 minutes of me leaving”
Yes Sir.

This was many years ago and many lovers ago. I was staying in my gf’s dorm room one night, having snuck in the building, as she was at work. I went to bed as usual and a woke, lucky for me, like most mornings with a hand around my cock. As I was still sleepy eyed I only accommodated the effort. As I began you become roused. My dick was placed in her pussy. The hand moved to my balls I shifted it to her clit. Sliding myself in and out of her very wet pussy. My hand followed her arm up the forearm and bicept. But the path took me further away then I thought. I poked my head up and saw my GF sucking face with her BFF. Not skipping a beat I moved my hand up her body and back down to her tits. We shifted around so that I could fuck my GF as she made out with her
BFF. I tryed to finger her BFF but she was menstruating and butt play was rejected at first attempt. Though I ultimately did not fuck them both they both did clean the grool off my dick before they shared a facial.
I ask my GF about a few days later. She said they were drunk amd her BFF was curious about my dick.