The visitor the throat

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The longingly long distance musings part 27 28
By DGent80

Long Distance can be oh so painful.. I remember my first international love when she visited in Tasmania and her from Cali…

Her blowjob in the the hot shower right next to my mother’s room was just one of my most erotic moments in life she just keep taking it all down into her.. the way she angled her neck to let me fill her throat… she would push and nuzzle the tip of my cock down past gagging reflex point and then just fuck her throat over it was erotic bliss glorisioasia until I burst my seed deep past her neck and into her oesophagus I just kept frying the fuck juice into her …draining my balls then rimming deep into my ass with her Californian slutty tounge

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Return to the [M]assage Parlour -Talia [F] Round 2

It had been a couple of weeks since my first visit to Talia. My work had taken me to a facility much farther north. A fly-in camp, far away from civilization. With a couple days left on my current project I received a request from my previous client to stop in and follow up on a few small items when I was next passing by.

I contacted them to let them know I was only a few days away, set up a date to arrive on site, and then phoned the massage parlour where Talia worked and set up an appointment with her as well.

Arriving in town a few days later, I immediately went to the job site, finished up the few small items requested by the client, proceeded to take the client out for a late lunch and a few drinks, and then bid them farewell. My mind already on what lay in wait for me at the massage parlor, I pointed my vehicle in that direction and arrived 20 minutes too early.

I anxiously waited in my truck until a couple of minutes before my appointment and then made my way towards the door.

Slutty New Years Rave – Part II [MFF]

Following on from Part 1, sorry this part was such a tease! I’m going to have a ******** which will be the marker for anyone who wants to skip the scene setting and jump to the sexy stuff. [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v61bij/slutty_new_years_rave_part_i_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v61bij/slutty_new_years_rave_part_i_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

To set the scene quick, me and my friends are on MD, I’ve also taken acid, we’re at a New Years Psychedelic Rave.

I’ll just get straight into the story from where we left off. Sophie’s knees buckling by my hand between her legs.

As soon as the clarity returns, we looked around. It’s not just Jana and Adri who had their eyes on us, multiple people adjacent to our group seems to have a mixture of intrigue, puzzlement, jealousy, disdain, horniness, think of all the emotions you’d imagine, they were likely represented. BUT, like the champions we are, we laugh it off and continue to dance.

I’m still hard at this point, notably so, but it’s easy to forget about that due to my overall level of intoxication, doesn’t mean it wasn’t visible though.

[MF] Lazy Afternoon in a Hammock, Part I.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning: perfectly dry, 80°F heat by 9:00 AM and hardly a cloud in the sky. The sky was the sort of pure blue that reminded me of how beautiful late spring could be, and how glad I was that winter was long gone.

After a lazy breakfast, I stripped down and lathered myself in sunscreen. As I did so, I looked over my body a with a critical eye.

I had been slacking off a bit at the gym. I wasn’t as toned as usual, but my broad shoulders still had a solid curve of muscle from lifting that inspired some semblance of confidence. My thick hands spread the lotion down my carved legs, which remained toned from years of cycling.

My cock hung limp, and I cast a curious eye on it trying to remember the last time it had been touched by someone other than me. A brief memory of that night months ago came to mind immediately. A woman I had gone on a few dates with was leaving town and spent the night before moving across the country.

[fm] I was deep in a cave when I first let a guy cum in me

I’m in day 4 or something having COVID so excuse my fever dream delirium, but to be honest this is how I write anyways. I think. Anyways. While coughing and tossing and turning, and somehow horny but dying, I remembered a tryst. Now! You may not know me, so just know I’ve only been with two boys my whole 19 years. And even then not very much… but the latter of them… well. He was something.

He took me on a date. I live in the northwest and there are these caves, called the Ape Caves (look them up! Really quite cool! Idk why they call them ape caves? But anyways they are long, dark, dank, oddly beautiful caves underneath a dense Washington forest.

Now I probably shouldn’t have followed a boy I barely knew into the caves, especially since x-files, stranger things, and my favorite murder have taught me this is a big no no…. But what the heck, he had a cute butt (omg I could have died…. Wtf dude). He was wearing some adventure pants that tapered down his legs, and some nice puffy jacket but.. The point is the pants. Slightly stretchy, rip stop… we descended into these caves both wearing head lamps.

I 41[F] and my husband 40[M] found instant 4-way chemistry with a swinger couple [MFMF]

*Spring Break Date Week*

My husband 40[M] and I 41[F] had a kiddo-free spring break and we wanted to make the most of our week, exploring potential lifestyle/swinger play partners. We, mostly me, had been chatting with several couples and I was determined to fill up our week with dates, and I did just that. We had a date on Saturday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and we turned back into parenting pumpkins on Saturday. I mean it wasn’t every day, but damn near! All of the dates were enjoyable, but Thursday’s date proved to be extraordinary.

*Thursday Night*

There was something about this couple that stood out in their profile pictures – I could almost feel their personalities. They were in their mid-40s, attractive, high-weight proportionate – regular looking people. She has killer eyes – I can’t even begin to adequately describe them – but I will try. They are ice blue – more like iceberg ice blue, the underside of the iceberg that is almost a soft teal color. They exuded a kind, caring, and genuine character. He had a troublemaking-playful look – which I learned during our date that I found to be exceptionally delicious! He and I chatted for a few weeks before we ended up setting a date – Thursday 6:30 pm at a local taco bar.

That time I [m] finally fucked a Gonewild girl after a year of waiting.

“I’ll be in LA tonight for a tattoo..”

Slim with fuck me eyes and soft skin, colorful tattoos and a pussy pink as cotton candy. Hair always a rainbow and ever-changing, curly, kinky, crazy. Self-proclaimed nympho. Oh yeah. Right up my alley.

This wasn’t just some random fling. I’d been pursuing this girl for over a year from the first time I spotted her post on Gonewild. Shot her a message to make some small talk, and it turned out she wasn’t too far from me. But all my efforts for a drink, a walk in the park, a hotel rendezvous were in vain; she disappeared for weeks at a time then popped up, answered me with a tease, vanished again. Turned out halfway through the pandemic she relocated much further south. I’d been planning a trip down that way and kept up the messages in the hopes she’d give me a free weekend.

Finally, one random Wednesday, I had just finished working out and was resting when she sent me the above message and her number. I shot home like a bat out of hell (RIP to the loaf) and drove out to the SGV. What I thought would be a short wait turned out to be about 3 hours of me sitting in the car reading Dracula by Walmart streetlight while waiting for her text to say she was finished.

The time I did NOT have sex with my girlfriend’s daughter [MF]

So, as I sit here on my Super Friday before my vacation, I thought I’d type up my story to see if I can get the same quality of private messages from women that my last story instigated. This story is somewhat the opposite of my previous story where I told the sordid tale about having sex with my girlfriend’s mom. This is about the time I did NOT have sex with my girlfriend’s daughter.

Not too many years ago I was dating a woman who wasn’t named Cathy. She had three kids and her youngest, who wasn’t named Madison, was still living at home. Madison had a serious pot and alcohol problem. She was a year or two out of high school and dating these two guys, not at the same time, but going back and forth from one to the other. It was a whole, big, tangled thing. Both guys hated each other, wanted her like you wouldn’t believe, but treated her like crap to the point where she’d dump one and go back to the other. For some reason she just couldn’t get out of that loop.

Facial At The Movies [FM]

Another night, another Tinder date.

We’ve met a few times for different dates and sex afterwards and I decided I would finally let him see the slut. We went out for Thai, then went to see Batman at a small, one screen theater. There was a balcony above the main floor, so we nabbed seats in the back and settled in. A few other people joined us but sat in front. Perfect.

Around an hour in I let my hand drift from his over to his thigh. Small circles with my fingertips turned to caressing, each pass getting me closer to his cock until finally, I placed my hand over it, delighted to find him hard. Still staring straight ahead I began rubbing the length through his jeans, then pulled his zipper down. I tugged at the button until he got the hint, undoing it so his pants sat open.

Taking off my rings I slid my hand in, finding his cock leaking pre-cum from my teasing. I collected some and used it as lube, starting with firm slow strokes. I could hear his breathing pick up, hips moving slightly to meet my hand. Someone stood and started walking to the door, heading right for us. After a quick check, it was dark enough to where they wouldn’t see, so I kept going and even went a little faster, loving the rush of potentially getting caught.

Feeding a Catholic boy my Muslim cum

He was so beautiful, ginger boys are my weakness in general, I was 25 and he was 18.

I met him on grinder saying he needed to be fed, it was late at night so I snuck out and met him at the park, it was near the playground I take the wife and kids every weekend.

Kinda sad the reason why, he’s from a large Irish Catholic family, so if he’d get found out if he hooked up with a white guy.

It was a quick blowjob honestly, he was just starving for a dick to suck, but seeing this cute boy turn into a whore for my cock was hot, especially once his crucifix was exposed.

I made sure to give him a good feeding session.

I gave him my phone number so he could suck me off whenever he needed a good cock to drink from.