Intense orgasms in car [FM]

This is a continuation of ‘Riding in the car’ [F perspective] after the very intense orgasm from me riding him I collapsed next to him. We relaxed for a bit, getting our bearing back before I start stroking his cock and legs again, I like his legs. He starts choking me a bit. Slowly at first (this obviously turns me on again, another kink!). This is nothing new but what is new is that he then starts using his arm to choke me.

I can still breath as I don’t like not being able to but I feel so restricted and I am at his mercy. It’s such a turn on. I can’t move, I can’t do anything, I feel his biceps around my neck. I grab his other hand and put it on my wet pussy. He fingers my pussy and rubs my clit. I tell him to stop as I’m close. He’s calling me a good girl for telling me, he likes to be in control of my orgasm. He continues and I let him do it until I feel I am very close. I ask if I’m allowed to cum and he nods. He continues to finger my increasingly wet pussy until I feel my body tightening and I cum. He let me breathe for a while until he starts rubbing my clit. I tell him not to stop and he says he won’t. He rubs it faster and harder until I feel it well up in me again. I explode in a very intense orgasm.

[MF] I (22M) finally helped a wife (43F) have an affair in a Ralph’s parking lot

TL;DR: thank god for whisper.

I was scared. Sexually. Still a virgin, religious upbringing, but wildly sexual. I had such a fascination (uh, kink) for MILFs and, back in its heyday, Whisper was a saving grace.

We met on whisper. She and I were talking for a week or so and I found out I was gonna be in her town. She was tall, red hair, described herself as being thin but perfect tits and ass. I couldn’t believe it until, well, this one night.

She said her husband was having a friend over so she could get out, but it’d have to be at a public place. So we went to Ralph’s at like 11pm. She pulled up in a nice car and texted me to get inside.

Our chemistry was electric. We made out in the front seat for a while before she pulled my hand under her shirt to show me she wasn’t wearing a bra. I moaned while she kissed my neck. She giggled. Then she pushed my hand under her shorts to show me she wasn’t wearing panties.

“Wanna go somewhere a bit more private?” At this point my heart (and cock) were beating harder than, uh, ever.

I deepthroated a neighbor in his car [FM]

I deepthroated the older guy on the beach, I deepthroated the designated driver. I am on a kick lately fapping about my past deepthroating glories, and today I thought of the time I deepthroated a neighbor in his car.

Full disclosure: we lived within a couple of (walking) minutes from each other, but we actually met through Tinder. On our first date, I did not feel compelled to return for a second one, but I was horny and so was he. So I started planting seeds in the dinner conversation.

“So what are you looking for on Tinder?”

“I don’t know, I’d like to find a girlfriend, have a good time. How about yourself?”

“I am only looking for a good time.”

As it happens, none of us could host that night, so he offered to drive me home. I accepted, and it immediately became obvious that driving me home actually meant driving to the marina in our area first. Hmmm. I was no teenager, you know? But I looked down at the bulge in his pants and it was easy to accept the deal. He very visibly had a huge cock.

My First BDSM Experience: My Anal Virginity [F]

I’m a hard working healthcare professional and dutiful mother of two. I’d never explored my deep desires until just before my 40th birthday earlier this year. I had come to the realisation that I had dark fantasies that I needed to explore, and I yearned to find the right person who could allow me that level of unbridled ecstasy.

I was fortunate enough that my sexual prayers were answered by a man- nay, master- who showed me that not only my true destiny was to become his dirty cumslut, but I would crave his cock more than anything else.

He summoned me one day to a semi- secluded area of countryside where he proceeded to examine me, tease me, degrade me and humiliate me, to give me a taste of what was to come if I accepted his proposal. He must have seen some potential in me as a filthy slut as he allowed me to continue this journey on one condition: that he would forcefully take my anal virginity, however he saw fit. My cunt was wet and greedy at the thought of him filling my holes and taking me over- I could not resist.

I [m] love going down on my wife [f] after sex.

I try every chance I get and it normally goes like this:

Each thrust take me closer until another orgasm ripples through you. The feeling of your body tensing and gripping me, pushes me over the edge. I feel the heat building deep inside of me. My length stiffens and swells as ecstasy rushes through it. My vision goes white and a roaring noise fills me ears. Release. A breathtaking eruption floods into you. Each powerful pump is a surprising volume. My orgasm feels nearly endless, each groan and twitch leaves more of me in you.

Euphoric, my softening member slips out and I collapse behind you. Our breathing slows and the afterglow settles over us. Our fingers gently trace each others flushed skin. Pleased and satisfied, my eyes rove over your sensual curves taking in your perfect body. My eyes linger on the arousing sight of your exposed sex slowly recovering from my girth. Thick, white seed leaks from your freshly taken slit, claiming you as my own. Your glistening, flushed lips are coated with my finish and beckon me back in again.

I met a Swedish girl at the hotel pool and fucked her in it later the same day [MF]

When you’re a guy from the UK and at university, it’s a bit of a rite of passage to go on a “lad’s holiday” – most people will go abroad with their friends to somewhere like Ibiza or Magaluf in a bid to have as much alcohol and sex as possible in a week or two. Pretty much everyone will have a tale to tell about their own lad’s/girly holiday and so this is mine…

As ever, before we get truly stuck in, obvious things out of the way first. Yes, this is a real story. Yes the names are changed to protect identities. No I won’t send you any pictures of the women in question. And yes, although real, I’ve had to take some artistic license as this was a while ago and there’s no way I could remember conversations verbatim. Apart from one key sentence which is etched into my memory, and you can find that, along with the details you’re *really* here for, after the:

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Oh, and one last thing, this one spiralled out of control as I felt like being particularly detailed, so it is long! However you’ve made it this far so you may as well keep going, right?

How an old RAO[M]D post led to me cumming inside a fellow Redditrix [F]

I wrote a RAOMD post just after New Year’s, hoping to start off the new year on a high. Initially I did not get many responses, but after a while got a curious message from a sexy lady.

“Hey, I saw your post. I’m XXX, in a relationship and am looking for some discreet but casual fun. Does that sound like something you’re interesting in?” Obviously I was. Given I am too, I did not mind her relationship status.

We exchanged details, looks, preferences, and making sure we’re all COVID and D&D free. We hit it off quite well initially, but we were only able to plan something about a month later. Some sexting followed, learning about each other what we liked, turned us on, etc. We hit it off so well we didn’t even bother asking for a picture, knowing we seemed to match sexually.

I discovered she loves cum and sucking cock. So even though this is RAOMD, she wouldn’t mind it turning into more. Even though I mentioned a few times I would be more than happy with just eating her out, she was insistent and I didn’t mind.

While writing this, it turns me on again. oof.

I [M] am a massage therapist and love it when my recurring clients [F] start to build sexual tension, PT 3

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vvlrxz/i_m_am_a_masseuse_and_love_it_when_my_recurring/)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vwpox8/i_m_am_a_massage_therapist_and_love_it_when_my/)

While I was holding the sheet up for her so she could roll over, she made eye contact with me and had the cutest little smirk on her pink flushed face, and asked if I could spend most of my time on the tops of her shoulders and neck today. I removed the headrest and supported the underside of her knees with a pillow.

I helped guide her breathing again, then started on her arms to get her shoulders loose; lifting each one up, stretching it a little, then working down her biceps, over her forearms, and spending a bit of time massaging her delicate and petite hands. For some odd reason I still remember her nails were done with white french tips.

She responded really well to the hand massage, and as I spread her fingers and kneaded the tendons and wiry muscles of her hand, she started saying how she had never felt this good, how her body felt like it was on fire (a common feeling from the type of “holotropic-esque” guided breathing we were also doing).

I [M] am a massage therapist and love it when my recurring clients [F] start to build sexual tension, PT 2

I didn’t expect my [first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vvlrxz/i_m_am_a_masseuse_and_love_it_when_my_recurring/) to be so well received, but thank you to everyone who left feedback, compliments, and read/enjoyed! I’ll try to address some of your requests in this second part – enjoy! I ended up writing a lot to try and cover everything that was requested, so Sarah’s fourth session is broken up into parts two and three – [part three can be found here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vwpp41/i_m_am_a_massage_therapist_and_love_it_when_my/). Feel free to skip to the ***** if you’d like to jump right into her session and skip some boring massage philosophy. Lastly, huge thanks to u/Nvrrlyhere for helping me proofread and edit!

The day after Sarah’s third visit, I started feeling a little anxious and apprehensive in regards to how things were progressing. The sexual energy at the end of the massage was palpable, and over the next few days I thought long and hard about my own personal philosophy on bodywork/massage, client-therapist relationships, power dynamics, sexual energy, etc. That train of thought led me to rationalizing out my three ground rules, which you can see in part one.

[MFM] How I became a Bull – Part 3, Kinkier Adventures

Thank you all for the continued support on my introduction series into becoming a Bull. You can read how the first two experiences went here:

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vhndcx/mfm_how_i_became_a_bull/

Part 2:

[MFM] How I became a Bull – Part 2 from gonewildstories

Admittedly I’m skipping over a few that followed along the same lines as the last two. This is one that I’m very excited to tell. Enjoy!

After our prior sessions Kate and Chris make quick work to keep scheduling meeting between all of us. They wanted it to be as soon as possible and I quickly obliged. Only a few days after the last one I found myself walking up on the brick pathway to their house, knocking on the door as I was excited in anticipation. I was more excited for this round because we were all chatting the last few days beforehand and they asked me if I wanted anything special. They listed out everything they had at their disposal in which I was free to use as my liking. That gave me a great opportunity to put my devious mind at work. I gave them a list that I came up with and they loved every single one of them. It was going to be a little different experience for them and they told me how much they were looking forward to it.