Waterpark blowjob

I once took my (now ex) Jessica, her daughter and her bestfriend (Liz) to a local waterpark/amusement park. Jessica and I drove there together with her daughter, and Liz met us in the parking lot. We gathered our picnic lunch into a backpack, and then spent the next few hours playing in the park and riding the rides.

A few hours in and Liz needs to leave soon but we decide to stay longer. Before she leaves, Liz wants to ride a Rollercoaster that no one else wants to ride, but I finally agree so that Liz won’t have to go by herself. She wasn’t being as bitchy that day, so I didn’t mind so much.

The line was not long, but I had Liz’s ass damn near in my face (wearing her 2 piece) most of the stair climb up to the Rollercoaster. We rode the Rollercoaster without incident, and then met with Jessica again.

Liz said her goodbyes, and I walked away to check out other rides with Jessica and her daughter. About 15 minutes later, we see Liz walking towards us. Turns out she can’t find her keys, and thinks she left them in our car when we were loading the backpack. So I tell Jessica to keep doing rides with the kid, and I go with Liz to the parking lot. Read more »

STRANGER MAGIC

(Older Work/ Not Clean but 3rd draft material)

STRANGER MAGIC

PRELUDE

If you were a more daring tourist you might venture out on foot from the never ending party of Bourbon Street, and in a couple of blocks you would feel the poverty and taste a bite of fear. Men and women who come from a different world than you would stand and look at you from black faces and white eyes. The sound of Jazz would still be in the air but it would not be the tight rehearsed sound of the French Quarter you just left. This sound grinds like sweet gritty pearls on you’re ears.
Two blocks deeper and you might wonder if you are still in America. It has all the same traits as any ghetto in America but there is more than just oppression, fear and poverty, there is also a whiff of magic. Signs for magic and voodoo shops can still be seen but not in tourist trap alleys off of Bourbon Street, these places are in small houses with weed strewn postage stamp yards. You would notice the roof patches and boarded windows on the houses stubborn enough to resist Katrina’s rage and the rubble of the houses that did not have the heart or foundation to withstand the surge.
Another block and you are without a doubt lost. Those white eyes have turned from curious glances to hunting stares. If you stopped to get your bearings and understand that danger is not only perceived but a real threat you would seek a refuge, and you would find it in the badly hand painted sign that read Miss Sissie’s Magic and More.
Is this what brought you here? The trepidation is audible in you’re tentative knock on the peeling white door. The voice that answers solidifies that you left the normal world in a foot tall hurricane glass on Bourbon Street.
“Come in Mr Jarmin”, a sultry creole voice almost sings. And you do. Read more »

Request: My sluttiest story (3 guys in a night at the same party)

This story answers a PM that asked me for a really slutty thing I’ve done…here it is.

When I was in college, a friend, Andy, invited me over to his house party that was near the college. The setting was a beautiful, 3 story Victorian mansion split into rental units but the party was the whole house. It was a Christmas/end of semester party. I got there fashionably late and already kinda buzzed. I was surprised by how many people were there. Over 100 people I guessed and maybe a 2 to 1 ratio on men vs women. I was wearing a Forever 21 red velvet dress which was different for me but festive, and I made it really pop with thigh highs, heels, and my 36C boobs.

I had just broke up with a boyfriend of 2 years and had already got fucked silly last weekend by a guy I met at a bar. I was hungry for more and didn’t want any emotional attachment…just wanted to get fucked because I was really horny.

I met up with Dale, the guy who invited me, and some other people from the same class. They got me started on bourbon and gingers and I was pretty drunk in no time. Read more »

Blowjob from the girlfriend of a total asshole

This story happened almost ten years ago, is one of the hottest stories of my life, and is absolutely true.

I had complicated friendship with a guy in college who, in the end, was a friend, but in spite of a lot of bad behavior on his part. He was an asshole by nature that patrolled college parties intimidating any non-aggressive personality-type males he could find. Total egomaniac, arrogant, good-looking, and, someone who believes in aggression as a virtue. We became friends early freshman year just because I was basically a bigger dude and didn’t take shit from someone like him, which I think he respected. Of course, he had a bunch of chicks around in the time I knew him, but our junior year he was with one for a while who was probably the best looking of the bunch. She was petite, maybe 5’6”, thin, blonde, C-cup, tight little ass, and your standard private school bitch personality, though innocently caught up in this guy’s whirlwind of a personality at an impressionable age. He cheats on her plenty, they fight, break up, get back together, and on and on. Eventually he cheats on her with this girl who was known to be able to deep-throat, and this gets back to the girlfriend who is furious. Read more »

[MF][BDSM][SM][MC]A Really HARD Day – Based on the Prompt By u/lovelyladylover

**[Ed]**

“Ugh.” Ed moans as he slams his alarm clock. “It’s time for class already? It felt like tonight was such a short night.” He brought his hand to his head in an effort to stop the throbbing. “Did I.. party last night? I don’t remember going to a party. But I feel so… dizzy.” Ed stood up, thinking nothing of his rock-hard erection. It’s just another typical morning with an apparent black-out drunk hangover. Though, he was grateful he didn’t have to worry about the nausea. Still, he had to remember what had happened. The college freshman walked into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. He looked like a mess. “Must’ve been a hell of a party,” he bemoaned, starting the shower. He took off his boxers and noticed that he was still pretty erect. “Well, I guess there’s no problem with a morning jerk off. I’ve got time.” Read more »

My girlfriend and her sister’s nude habits.

Note – This was posted on r/sex and the mods deleted it. One of them was kind enough to redirect me to this sub-reddit.

Let me start by giving a background on how my girlfriend and her sister grew up. They are very close in age (about 15 months apart) and are from a very rural area in the mid-west. The house they grew up in was a farm house with one bathroom and the closest neighbor was about a mile away. Because they had one bathroom it was not uncommon for them (their parents and the sisters) to be in the bathroom all at the same time and it never bothered them. To this day my girlfriend and her sister when they are running late would shower together, but I am getting ahead of myself. More on that later.

Three years ago they lost their dad and about a year later they lost their mom. They both moved to a city in the Northeast where I work as a junior internet security analyst. I met my girlfriend through work. Read more »

[MFF] my first threesome thanks to my awesome girlfriend and her best friend.

Hey GWStories! Long time no see. I’ve been busy with work and catching up on little projects around the house but this I had to post. I didn’t intend it to be this long but fuck it. It was an amazing night.

As always I’m on Mobil so please excuse any mistakes.

So if you’ve read some of my previous posts you know about my rekindled relationship with Emily. It’s like heaven on earth when she is around. Truly amazing woman I’ve got.

So on to the fun. This Friday was my irl cakeday. Emily was coming over and we had plans to go out and celebrate.

Friday rolls around and I head home from work to clean up the house before Emily is supposed to show up. The house looks mint, Emily shows up around 7 and around 8 we head into town to meet up with some friends for dinner and drinks.

We go to this casual bar that serves killer wings and always has a fun atmosphere. We eat, drink and dance the night away. Midnight rolls around and we decide to wrap the evening up. As we are getting ready to leave Emily’s best friend Demi asks if she car get a ride home with us as she doesn’t feel like she is sober enough to drive safely. Who am I to object? Read more »

FFM story of my (F)irst threesome ever

This is a repost of my first threesome. I meant to post this on my two year cake day but I got busy. After this beautiful lady I’ve had two MFMs. One day I’ll write about the last one. I’m posting this again for my enjoyment, your hopeful enjoyment and in preparation for this being my first submission for Gonewildaudio. Please enjoy. I did.

Nervous as hell is at how it started. I starting drinking some amaretto sours (to try to calm my nerves). It wasn’t working. I went upstairs to put the kids to bed and told my husband to set it up. If we were good to go she’d still be downstairs, and gone if it wasn’t. After the kids finally fell asleep I went downstairs and she was still there. Fuck, what was I in for?

They asked if they should make me another drink, I poured myself another. I sat on the couch, kitty corner to the chair my husband was sitting in. A couple minutes later she joined me on the couch drinking her glass of wine. I texted my husband, and he replied the ball was in my court unless I wanted him to make the first move. I nearly froze… I placed the phone down and just sat there and finished my drink. Seconds passed, and she could sense my discomfort. She made the suggestion that perhaps she could give me a massage to help relax me. I jumped at it and said I’d be upstairs. Read more »

In His Secret Room [MF][BDSM][oral][mast]

When I accidentally found Shane’s hidden torture chamber, a fifteen feet by fifteen foot room of raw cinder block lit by a sputtering fluorescent light, I froze in horror. A wide vinyl dentist’s like chair with thick leather wrist and ankle restraints took up the center of the room. A dental light was twisted and propped over the chair and a steel dental tray holding little stainless steel instruments of torture glittered beside it. Manacles hung bolted to a wall. Photos of scantily dressed women covered a cork board on the wall. On a rolling table sat a machine with meters and dials and electrode wire leads with pincers like jumper cables. Were the splatters at my feet blood or paint? It’s all so frightening. So why do I trust him and am so ready to indulge his fantasies? That’s the power my client has over women. As Shane and I walked down into the basement, to his secret room, I began to have second thoughts.

“Please don’t hurt me,” I said.

“I’m not going to hurt you. Come on.”

I timidly followed him down the stairs, ready to bolt at any moment like a cautious doe. Read more »