Category: gonewildstories

Spent sometime going through my highlight reel. Worked my throat some with a dildo but only so much silicone can do for you. I was starting to crave the throb and the feel of the veins that run down his cock in my mouth. I felt like I was in heat no matter how hard I tried to relieve it the more hornier I got. Work was chaotic which pushed me deeper into my needs and cravings. Had a intense need to serve.

Friday night I reached out asking if I could borrow his cock and be used. I tried to make it work but nothing was working in my favor this pushed me deeper into my neediness and frustrations. Saturday we text back and forth while I was at work trying to figure something out he needed a mouth around his cock and I needed his cock down my throat. Went back and forth on meeting for car head. I was going to settle for car head but I needed more then car head this time. I found a cheap room and booked it. Read more »

It was the second night she was staying over. We’d hung out on the couch and lightly fooled around in between fights and beers, grabbed In N Out, talked and laugh about our respective trips and plans for the week. My voice was completely gone, and I couldn’t do anything but hoarsely whisper; she gave me the cold, after all, so it didn’t matter if I continued to kiss her.

She wore a simple white cotton mini crop that showed the exact coordinates of her hard nipples on small, cute breasts, and a pair of jogging shorts that, I soon found out, didn’t trap any moisture. I picked her up – she’s only 5’3, and might crack 100lbs on a good day – and kissed her neck, her clavicle, her cheekbone. I ran my tongue lightly and traced the curves of her ribs, her sternum, tickled her belly button with my nose. What can I say? I love to induce gasps as much as giggles, and if you’re in my arms, you’ll have attention paid to those parts of you that, in the past, most have likely foolishly ignored.

Sorry, waxing poetic. On to the fucking. Read more »

She starts by kissing me and I feel her warm, soft lips against my own. She tastes sharp and citrusy from the screwdriver she’s been drinking. Her body starts moving against me and we trace our hands across each other, down each other. She gets to my belt and unbuckles it. I feel her smirk against my lips as she whips the belt off and tosses it to the floor. “Lie on your back,” she whispers into my mouth. I oblige and lay flat on the bed.

She straddles me at the knees and pulls up my shirt, so she can draw a trail of kisses from my chest to my abdomen. Then she unbuttons and unzips my jeans, briefly getting off to pull them down to my ankles. She does the same with my underwear, but more delicately, like a neat freak unwrapping a present to reveal my already hard cock. She then straddles me again and bends down to lick me. I shudder as I feel her tongue trace the length of my erection. She wraps her soft hand around the base and lifts it up away from my abdomen, before wrapping her lips around the head. I moan as she slowly works my length into her wet, warm mouth before bobbing up and down on the top half of my dick, running her tongue along it and send waves of pleasure from my cock to my whole body. I grip the bed and inhale sharply. “You’re so good, babe,” I moan. She flicks her brown eyes up to meet mine, as if to say “I know,” as she starts massaging my balls with her other hand. Read more »

Throwback story time, but when I was still in my late teens and early twenties I had some pretty wild nights thanks to copious amounts of alcohol and incredibly poor decision making skills.

This one occasion happened while I was back home from university, a few friends and myself decided to go out clubbing for the night. We decided on somewhere a bit more exciting for once, and ended up meeting up in a seaside town in the middle of winter to visit a god awful club. As I said bad decisions are my strong point.

Anyway it was a pretty usual night, we got drunk, took turns slut dropping each other and inevitably ended up flirting with any guy who might buy us a drink. I actually ended up talking to a guy who was pretty handsome, friendly and even funny!, at least to a drunk 20 year old. The night went on and eventually we decided to leave. Now this is where my bad decisions came back to bite me, see there were two train lines into the town and my friends took one while I alone took the other. Read more »

*All the previous parts are available [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/w3xona/19f_uptade_on_hot_girl_summer_2_crazy_sex_with/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). Enjoy :)*

He got on top of me and pushed me against the bed. He removed my last piece of clothing before shoving his head in between my thights. He held them thight and spread them apart, and there, I felt my sex vibrating from the rapid movements of his tongue. I moaned so loudly that I felt bad for the neighbors. He was amazing. When he swirled his tongue around my clit, I couldn’t help it but to try to close my thights, but he wouldn’t let me. He then shoved his tongue into my wet pussy. I kept whimpering « fuck! Oh my god fuck! » in this high pitched tone. this was torture. With one hand, he slowly inserted 2 fingers into my pussy, with his tongue, he rapidly licked my clit, while with his other hand, he pressed my lower abdomen. And there, this huge wave of pleasure went through my whole body, and I felt like I was going to explode right here and there. I had never felt this before. I was holding on it so bad, because I understood that I was about to squirt. Read more »