[FM] Lovebirds, Ep. 5: He creampies me, then eats me out

Sundays turn out to be wonderful for the sex life of u/Myhsam and me.

Today we had spent the afternoon laying side by side on the couch. He had been gaming, I had been reading and as I was nearing the end of my book, I had determined I wanted to be fucked. Now.

So I put away my book, turned so I was facing him and started to caress his shoulders, saying: “Before we start preparing dinner, I’d like to make out with you” while casually pulling down my top so my nipple slipped out. He reacted as he always does when my E cups come out to play and immediately focused all his attention on my boobs. He started to suck on my nipple (which I love) so I turned on my back and ripped on my top to free the other one. Now with both my tits exposed and him halfway on top of me, I could feel his erection poke me in the side. I pulled him down for a passionate kiss while fondling his hard dick over the pants.

Getting a Nuru massage at comiccon. [MF]

Disclaimer: If you only saw the words comiccon in the title and excitedly clicked, I am not ellesbells , I am a dude. Sorry. Also this is my first GWS post, and I do not consider myself a good writer, so this might be terrible? Who knows.

This weekend there was a convention in my capital city and since I travelled down to it I thought I would take the opportunity to try something that had always been on my list to try, an erotic massage, specifically a nuru massage. If you are unaware a nuru massage involves both you and the masseuse fully naked, covered in some very slippery substance and they rub their full body up and down you.

Skip to the first set of ****’s for the nuru massage, and the second ****’s for the sex.

I did some research online – found a website that seemed reputable enough and contacted them for a booking. After I had showered, cleaned up and killed a little time, she arrived. Through the shitty fisheye door peephole I thought that I was pleasantly surprised with what I saw. But I was not prepared at all for what was standing in my room once I opened the door. She was an absolutely stunning ~mid/late 20’s petite Japanese woman with a beautiful face, long black hair, bright red lipstick (a plus for me), and even with her body hidden underneath a long coat I knew I would be happy.

[MF] – A random message from a high school friend leads to an adventurous couple months

Emily and I had a lot of classes together in high school and were always pretty good ‘school’ friends, i.e. we didn’t really hang outside of school, but would get lunch together, chat in the hallway, etc. I had a sense that she had a bit of a crush on me, but for whatever reason it never amounted to anything. After high school we went to different colleges and not surprisingly, didn’t keep in touch.

Fast forward to about a year after college and I get a random facebook message from Emily. In as many words: “Hey I just moved back to town. I ran into so and so and thought of you and how I had a crush on you in high school. I know that’s random but hopefully it brings a smile to your face. Hope your doing well”. At this point I was living across the country, but just so happened to be coming back to visit the following week. I replied: “Hey good to hear from you! I had a crush on you too, but unfortunately my shy high school self just never did anything about it. I’m actually heading back to visit next week, let’s grab a beer and catch up!”

Will it happen, or won’t it? [f][m][f][m][group]

On Saturday we met some friends, Henry and Jill, for happy hour drinks at an unexpectedly fun bar and restaurant that has an unusual theme; it specializes in a rarely-seen kind of food and has a drink menu to match. All food may [be ethnic food](https://tylercowensethnicdiningguide.com/index.php/general-remarks/), but is all drink ethnic drink?

Timing our rendezvous was precarious, as everyone except me had activities scheduled throughout the day. Lea and I were meeting a photographer (specifically, an arty pornographer) after. Jill was giving a seminar and Henry retrieving a book from one of their other lovers, I think. Jill arrived first and posted up at the L in the bar, then I arrived and ordered a wine-like drink. I’d first met Jill and Henry [at a party](http://www.houseofscorpio.com/), when they were new to the scene. Both drew me due to their intellectual and carnal natures. The venn diagram where those two features overlap contain many of my favorite people. Intellectuals without carnality are fine but not so good at sex parties. Sex maniacs are great but often not so good to talk to. Plus, sex maniacs who aren’t inclined [to question the nature of their reality](https://www.hbo.com/westworld) rarely find their ways to parties, or, if they do, don’t have the mental preparation necessary to indulge their desires and feel good about the indulgence after.

The story of the wife and I having our first threesome at halloween [MFM]

For those of you who want more information on my wife and I read my first post here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9nq8yg/mf_the_wife_teasing_me_at_work/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9nq8yg/mf_the_wife_teasing_me_at_work/)

I apologize in advance for how long this one is.

This story happened around halloween in my wife’s freshman year at college. Amy and I unfortunately didn’t get into the same college as we had hoped. We ended up going to different schools that were 9 hours apart but remained dating throughout all four years (later getting married). Our first semester at college was hard but we visited each other as often as we could and whenever we visited each other our roommates pretty much cleared out for the weekend allowing us to fuck like rabbits all weekend long.

Since we had known each other a long time and had been dating since our freshman year of high school we had a strong bond and trusted each other deeply. The first few weeks of college we both realized how tempting it was to get lost in the moment at parties and potentially hook up with someone else since we were so far away from each other.

If you are an author of an erotic story that doesn’t require me to verbally climax, PM me. Thinking about reading on GWA. [Script Request] [F].

Yes, I love Erotic stories, narrating is my thing. Have a paste bin script? I’ll take a peak. Shorter the better. Ok with me narrating on GWA? PM me. Again I’m not going to cum for real or act it out. I know I’m no fun ? but I have a nice seductive voice ( so I’ve been told) and would like to bring your story to life…if my spare time. No promises— if it feels right, then I will. ?

An amazing blow job on the road at 4:30 am. [MF]

I’m 32m and she’s 24. We like to joke that when she’s drinking she has this alter ego where she gets increasingly more promiscuous and I fucking love it. There is usually a lot of tweaking too. Haha.
This night it was about 4:30 am and we had just left a little party at her best friends house. Her alter ego was out and on the drive home she just immediately started rubbing my jeans and then unbuckling them. I got hard crazy fast and pulled my pants down. Before I knew it she was down there sucking and stroking me and oh God was I in heaven.
I already love doing things in public but what she was doing was on another level. I start pulling at her clothes to rub her ass and tits before I tell her I’m about to cum. We’ve done this before but this time when I came she didn’t stop. She kept going for awhile and when she finally stopped she came up and went back down and began licking me clean she did this for awhile until there was no cum left. It was the sexiest blow job I ever got and one of my best orgasms…

Romancing my wife, short sweet and to the point

My wife is bored, and I know this because a few nights ago as we slunk into our oversize pajamas after putting our beautiful children to bed, she told me so.

“God I miss feeling like a woman.”

I was supposed to pick the kids up today, but I showed up empty handed.

Of course, her first concern was for the children, but I asked my mother for a favor. I told her it was handled while I silenced her protests with my mouth, slowly guiding her towards the kitchen wall.

I slid one hand around her waist and turned her so that she was facing the wall, my other hand finding its way into her hair. Gently, I pulled her head back as I pressed my erection against her ass and bit at her neck. My other hand found its way up her shirt and rolled her nipple between my fingertips. The sound that escaped her mouth can only be described as a whimper as her hips pressed back against mine.

[F] I gave out blowjobs like candy at a Halloween party

Last night was I went to a very big Halloween party, up until this year I wasn’t the girl who dressed for attention on Halloween. I turned into that girl this year, my costume drew a ton of attention from the guys at the party and I was flirting with basically everyone who came up to me. There was one guy who I was really flirting with for a while, we ended up finding a room and I gave him a quick blow job. After that I was just so turned on and wanted to keep sucking dick. I was now the one going up to guys doing the flirting. By the end of the night I ended up giving blowjobs to 8 different guys, swallowing all their loads. I later found out 2 of the guys had girlfriends which was a shock considering how easy it was to get them. I have no idea what got into me last night, prior to last night I had given head to 6 guys in my life. After 1 night it’s up to 14

Our First Blowjob [MF]

Ellie and I were both Christians when we met at freshman orientation, and our views matched that. We didn’t believe in sex before marriage, and repressed any and all sexual urges for the first few months of our relationship. This story takes place when those barriers started to break down. We had made out for the first time, touched each other over clothes, then under, and had finally seen each other naked for the first time. Every step we made was followed by four backwards; we were racked with shame and guilt for a while until that finally subsided and we realized how good and loving it felt to be bonded together through sexual exploration. 

For reference, Ellie was a New York 9 and I was an Indiana 7. Don’t ask me how she fell for me; I’m still wondering that to this day. She had short brown hair, small lips and a big smile, and her body was perfect to me. Wide hips, small breasts set against a tight runner’s body. Whether she was on her knees, bent over the kitchen counter, or shaking under you with her legs locked around your waist; she looked good from all angles.