My [f]irst post here: Self love and forced edging

I've never posted here before, but I was inspired to after a particularly amazing session with myself.

I am a pro masturbater. Usually I can get myself off in 30 seconds or less. It sounds great, but often it's frustrating; I buy myself toys and read /r/gonewildstories to try to pace myself, but I get impatient and, once I've started, just can't stop myself rubbing my way to orgasm. My own vagina is a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am kind of girl. It means I usually only get long, steamy sessions with other people.

Recently I started getting up early for bootcamp workouts. It's been intense, but fun; squeezing my 34G boobs into a sports bra isn't the most relaxing way to start the morning, but it's a good way to tone up and work on my core.

The other day I got home after a tough workout, and took a long, hot shower. It's so good to feel clean, and walking around in a towel post-shower is prime "self-care" time, if you catch my drift. I headed to my bedroom, and dug out my favourite little vibrator. A quick buzz before work, and I'd be good to go.

Risky sex with the Japanese student teacher

Skip ahead to SEXY TIMES if so inclined.

Midori

When I was in my 20s, I moved to Japan to work as an English teacher in the north. I worked in many different settings but spent most of my time in a sort of community college. Every year at our school, we would hire 6 college education majors in their senior year for some hands-on experience. They worked with us for a year at a time, learning English and American-style education while assisting us with our duties.

The Japanese academic year starts in April and essentially goes year-round. In July and August of every year, a new set of Japanese recruits would rotate through our school for one week at a time as part of the interviewing process to start working at our school the next spring. Some of the applicants were older, more experienced teachers, but most of them were juniors and seniors in college.

Nailing the Temp

I travel a lot. I own my own appraisal company specializing in large manufacturing plants. Sometimes I'll be away from home for weeks at a time as I examine plants in preparation for an appraisal. Since I travel so much, I really don't have time for a relationship in my home city. It's sad, but I will often spend an evening at a strip club just to feel the fake personal connection. My business is my life and hopefully someday I'll be successful enough to slow down, but for now it's go, go,go.

On a particularly large job in Oklahoma City, I decided I needed some help. The plant was exceptionally dirty so I called a day-labor type temp agency and asked for someone who could do some minor cleaning around critical parts of the machinery that I needed to see clearly in order to assign a value in my report. They sent me Katrina. Kat, as she liked to be called, was not at all the type of person who normally does the day labor gig. She was short and maybe 110lb soaking wet. Her long brown hair was tied back in a no nonsense pony tail, her plain blue T-shirt fit loosely over her B-cup boobs. The jeans she wore had some small tears and hugged her round ass tightly. She wore simple plastic-framed glasses that really set off her eyes. I was very happy to be spending the day with her and hopefully the week. My professionalism kicked in and I explained what I needed her to do. She learned quickly.

When hiring two prostitutes to have a threesome, there are some points to consider. [MFF]

The absolute key thing to remember is to try and make sure that the prostitutes you hire don't hate each other. There are other factors as well, but that one is pretty key.

Let's call our big spending customer Alex. For the 6 months I'd been working as a prostitute he'd been a regular of mine, for the most of it.

He was a bit weird, and a lot of the other women at the agency didn't like him, but I got on with him pretty well. With me at least he directed a lot of his energies towards role play and light humiliation, rather than the more extreme stuff he often wanted with other women.

He was that key thing, a regular. Someone that would adjust his booking around your timings. He'd book me for two hours twice a month on whatever time was convenient to me, so it spared me having to fight for bookings with the agency.

Let's call my colleague Alice. Straight off Alice called herself an escort rather than prostitute. Despite the fact that like the majority of the women at the agency rarely actually did anything that included the social aspect of escorting with the clients. Rather than a descriptive term, I felt she used it as a kind of euphemism, for how she earned a living.

First Anal [f/m]

This one is by request ;)


This memory is a little fuzzy (it's been a long while) but as a milestone in my sexual history most of the important snapshots are still there.

It was the summer between sophomore and junior year. (NOTE – seriously, all my BEST stories seem to take place during summer, I should wear a chastity bathing suit). I was 16 and newly single. My ex-boyfriend and I had a typical, tumultuous teenage relationship (that would go on/off again for the next 7 years or so, far too long). My friend and I went to a summer festival concert and ran into one of my ex's best friends, Benji (not his real name). Ben had just graduated and was headed off to an Ivy League school for college. He was already a cocky motherfucker but the Ivy League prestige definitely put a new spring in his step. As did his newly pierced tongue.

Me and a dude in college

I had been at this party all night, trying to get some alone time with this girl I worked with who I had been crushing on forever. She was a server and I was a dishwasher, and she'd come back and drop off dishes and smile at me and joke around all the time. Fuck man, I liked her so much. I'd go home all wet from washing dishes and peel off my clothes and jerk off immediately. Sometimes watching in the mirror, looking at my 7" cock from all angles, wondering if she'd like it. Suck it and lick it slowly – as I had imagined so many times. But tonight I just wasn't getting any time with her. Her dumbass boyfrind was in town and she was all over him. So I decided to walk across campus and get my car and go home to jerk off yet again. I got to the middle of the quad and its midnight or so, and I pass this guy and we say the normal "whats up" or whatever as we pass. But we both slow down and – albeit complete strangers – kinda start talking. I tell him i had just been at a party and was headed home. He said yeah he had been hanging out and was going over to see some other friends. It was weird, two total strangers in the middle of the night start talking and seeing whats up. Admittedly, I was really horny and had always been a little bicurious but had never acted on it. Whenever I would have times where I thought about it, it just never seemed to happen. I mean, I have always been pretty good with girls and gotten laid a lot, and certainly watched a lot of porn, and sometimes went to the peep booths at the porn shop. They had "buddy booths" where you could see into the other cube and watch a guy jerk off, but that was the extent of my experience. This was the early 1990's, and the internet hadn't taken off yet. But something told me this guy was the same, it was just 'in the air' that night in that conversation. In the body language, or at least I thought. So I say let's hang out and we start walking together. We go down and get my car and get in, and for the first time I can see what he looks like. Hes thin and looks like a regular college kid. Baseball cap, tshirt, jeans. not a bad looking guy, but I mean I had never considered judging men's looks. We drive over to where he said his friends were, and the apartment is dark and no one answers. Apparently they had gone out. He said he lived nearby and had some beer, so we went to his apartment. I was already a little buzzed from the other party, so I was relaxed and not anxious about hanging with this dude whom I barely knew. He threw me a beer and we sat down at the kitchen table. I started telling him about the girl and how bad I wanted to fuck her and her boyfreind being at the party. He said he was horny too and struck out as well. We drant he beers and talked about getting pussy and told a few stories about our sexual conquests. All it did was make me hornier. I told him about how I would have to go home and jerk off over this chick, and then we got into telling jerk off stories. Porn, lube vs non-lube, everything. Kind of a weird conversation to have with someone you just meet. There was a bit of a lull in the conversation at one point after that, and I started thinking about pushing the idea of jerking off together a little bit. I wanted to get off, and I kinda wanted to see him get off too. I ddn't have the courage to say anything and was struggling to find the right words. Then he comes out and asks if I wanna watch some porn. I say hell yeah, and he hops up goes into the dark den and puts in a VHS porn, and I sorta follow him in. It standard fare for the early 90's – two hot sluts and a dude with a huge dick taking turns on them. He sits back one one side of the sofa and sit on the other end. The lights are off except for the light of the TV screen shining into the room. We sit quietly and watch and make a few remarks, but I am fixed on the screen watching the action. My cock is raging hard and i can tell the precum spot in my pants is growing. Fuck was I horny. I knew he was too, and shit – this was his idea. I finally get the nerve to do something. I lean forward and put my beer on the table and then lean back, and put my hand on my dick outside my pants and squeeze it and say 'holy shit this is good' or something like that. He agrees and we continue to watch. Im dying to look over at him, and I am straining to see through my peripheral if he does anything. He finally leans up and basically mimics what I did – he puts his beer on the table and leans back and right on cue, grabs his dick outside his jeans. Whew. So this goes on for a few minutes and I raise the ante, and start moving my hand in a grinding motion against my aching boner. He follows suit. My heart races. Shit, this might just happen, be careful what you wish for asshole. What is my next move? I unbutton the top button on my jeans and slide my hand down my pants and my fingers around my shaft. It is hot and hard, and the precum has made a large wet spot in my boxers. I decide if he freaks I will blame it on the beer and porn, and just say 'shit man I forgot I wasn't alone haha' or something lame like that. He doesnt do anything, though. No copycat move. I'm thinking fuck Ive gone too far. So I turn my head and look at him. He doesn't move for a minute, his hand gripping his dick. I can see the outline and he is hard as fuck. Then he turns and looks at me and we make eye contact. I feel a flash in my chest and my heart skips. I make a shrugging motion like "fuck it, I have my hand down my pants" and he kinda smiles and stares down toward my crotch – still squeezing his dick. I take this as an invitation to put on a show. I unzip my jeans and pul them down slowly, and he keeps staring and squeezing. I pull them down mid-thigh and pull down my boxers revealing my cock. I grip it and hold it straight up and slowlt resume jerking. I look away from him and back at the porno. In my peripheral I see him do the same. I let him get his down and I look over. His dick is about the same size as mine, a little thicker. Now I am in fairly uncharted territory. I had only jerked off with other males when I was growing up, out in the woods with Playboys, comparing pube growth and all that. This was two grown men in a private residence. We were both sexually experienced. Im thinking we can just jerk off together and then when we cum thats that, problem solved, Ill get up and go home. We are both alternately looking at each other's faces and dicks. The porno is going in the background and the moans and dirty talk heightens the mood. I decide to push this thing and see whats up, im about to jizz everywhere anyway. If we are going to do anything, it needs to be now. I reach down and take my shoes off and stand up and take my pants off completely, and face him. He does the same and we are standing in the room facing each other by the light of the TV. We are both trying to see the other one's dick and we move closer and closer. Im staring at this guys dick and I fucking want it. I move my cock head closer and gesture to him to touch it with his. He does. When they touch I can feel a pulse run through my whole body like electricity. Finally touching. We rub the wet and swollen cock heads together , slippery with precum and tight as drums – engorged with blood. God it feels good, and my inhibitions are gone. None. I reach down and take hold of his cock and he does the same. I feeling it frantically at first, then more sensually. His balls, under his balls. I put my other hand on his ass and we press our bodies together and grind our crotches against each other. We take off our shirts and our hands are roaming all over each other. This is a dude. This is so gay, but its all I want to be doing at that moment. WE back up and concentrate on each others cocks. I want to suck this dudes dick. I kneel down and put hte head to my lips and look up at him. He is just staring at me. I am stroking my dick and I lick all over his shaft, his balls. Its fucking awesome and I am so horny Im about to cum. I take his dick into my mouth and suck. I try not to drag my teeth on it, and I lick and suck it for a moment or two. I can taste so much precum. I stand up and we switch. We are sucking cock back and forth. I want to cum, so I say "man Im going to cum" and he jumps up and pumps his dick and says "same time" and we blast loads on each others stomachs and dicks. Im cumming so hard and so much, just unreal. Unreal.

I’m submissive and here is what happened last night

Last night, work fb and I were at my apartment watching tv and eating food. After I'm done, we start making out and eventually start at it on the couch. Since the TV is on, I didn't hear my roommate come in.

He sits down and watches us go at it until he cums. I'm pushing it out onto his penis about to blow him and work fb sees roommate. Roommate says don't worry, she's does as told and he will watch. Work fb tells me to continue so I do.

After cleaning him up, roommate tells work fb how we also have a fb kinda deal. He doesn't get mad but calls his bluff. Roommate fucks me on the couch, same way, I push it out and then clean him up the same way.

My fuck buddy and I (21F/30M) just had the best sex we’ve ever had: oral, anal, and crazy squirting

I (21F) have been seeing my fuck buddy (30M) off and on for a couple of years now. We are pretty adventurous, enthusiastic about fucking each other, and insanely sexually compatible. Tonight we had some of the best sex we've ever had, which is saying something, and I wanted to share it.

It started with me coming over to his place just as it was getting dark. We'd been looking forward to meeting for a week, and had already discussed some dirty things we wanted to try. He had pot this time which is wonderful because we are both extra horny when we're high.

We took off our clothes and I watched a porn he already had on in his living room while I smoked a bowl and he ate my pussy and asshole eagerly. For probably 15 minutes I let him eat me and get me soaking wet. In between bowls we changed positions a few times. I sucked his cock and made him moan in a way I didn't even know I was capable of. I rode him for a while, cowgirl and reverse cowgirl, getting us so worked up I drenched his cock in my juices alone.

A [m]ighty [f]uck for Thanksgiving

Hey remember Dick? http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1s820q/highway_hijinks_mf/ Let me tell you about our first time.

So we met through mutual friends and things went okay for a while, a little making out, a little feeling up, nothing crazy. It was senior year of college and he had a job that made him work Black Friday, meaning that he couldn't go home for Thanksgiving. Since I wasn't going home either, I suggest we cook a turkey together and I would stay overnight.

It should be obvious that I was ready to fuck his brains out.

So turkey day came and I drove over to his place, and he was smart enough to have it defrosted before I came over, and we prepped it and popped it in the oven. We had two hours to kill. I suggested that we relax in his room.

We started kissing and I tugged off his shirt, running my hands over his chest. He felt my chest and I peeled off my own shirt. He played with my breasts through my black lacy bra. I unbuckled his belt and tugged down his jeans. He liked to wear these men's bikini briefs and that day he chose black silk ones. I eased off my jeans as well, so we were in matching black underwear.

My[f] boyfriend’s perfect asshole

This is a true story of the best sex of my recent life. My boyfriend and I are staying at this nice hotel. I was flirting with him last night for a while and he seemed tired, so I wasn't expecting anything. Just kissing him and laying on him and grinding on his leg to show I was interested. He turned around and joked with me that I could put it in his butt, so to speak. We've done that before, but I wasn't sure if I was up for that, I mostly wanted penetration myself. But, I saw the way the light hit his butt and back and the sincere smile he sent back at me and I went for it. His butthole is literally the cleanest, hairless, pink, most appealing butthole I've ever seen or could imagine. I wanted to lick it so badly, but it's not something we've done before so I just got some lube on my two forefingers and circled around. I bit hard into his left cheek, which cushioned back like firm breasts. He was so excited and cast me these insatiable looks. I tucked my fingers in a bit further and he got harder, hips to the side with his face in the bed, casting me even more desire with his face. He told me to curl my fingers up, which reminded me of how girls like being fingered, which turned me on more: the idea of getting him off like a girl and the power/skill that implies. I curled my fingers up and I felt his prostate enlarge immediately and his eyes open and he sunk deeper into the bed, pushing his ass onto me. It didn't take much – I kept curling up into his prostate and milked the cum out of him. He moaned like I've never heard him before, completely without abandon. His thick white cum covered his defined chest and stomach and hand in gobs: pooling into his belly button, draining down the side of his hand, turning from a dense white to a clear saturation, sinking deeper into his chest and stomach hair. The sight of that is something I want to remember. His total satisfaction in the soft light of our hotel room. The way he lay there, completely exhausted.