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My first blowjob (or: I swallowed sperm at grandma’s) [FM]

I have known since my early sexual awakening that I love sucking cock, but my fantasy came true relatively late for someone so committed to the idea. I had no interest in the boys in my high school, so it was only in the summer before college that I swallowed my first load.

I still remember the first ever taste of precum in my mouth. The feel of a rope of cum hitting the inside of my cheek.

I was 18, he was 22, and family friends had introduced us. Now it dawns on me that they did so because we were nerdy social rejects in the same age group. I really doubt the older adults foresaw the amount of head that would be involved.

At that age, this older-but-socially-permissible peer impressed me. He knew the literary theorists discussing my favorite poets, he introduced me to films in art houses, he entertained me on Facebook chat every evening. I was his first girlfriend, too.

Most importantly, though, he knew two things: that I was not ready to let him break my hymen, and that I was a cumslut. He wanted to pop my cherry bad, but he was content with my other orifices when we had rare unsupervised time together. Read more »

I suck a married guy’s cock every week at work now! [FM]

Okay, so I was always kinda slutty. But then, I spent like a year and a half trapped at home with my family during COVID times and it sort of broke my slut-brain. I turned into a homewrecking (just 1!), cock-gobbling slut. And you know what? I fucking loved it.

I moved out and work part-time at a bar now. One of the managers (Jeff) is a little older than me (30M). Nice guy, a little bossy and blunt with people. Something about an older guy being bossy to me just turns me to jelly – sorry, its just true.

So one weekend night, his wife comes in looking for Jeff. (I didn’t know he was married until then.) She sees me, gives me a SUPER judgey once-over, and then asks where he is. I say I don’t know. She was super rude and then told ME to get back to work. Later, I hear her fussing at him for something. Then, on her way out, she says: “Oh, and you, you should really put something on over that.” (I had on a midriff top that shows off my boobs.) And then she turned and left before I could say anything. Read more »

Would you forgive her? – “Don’t worry babe, he’s just a friend”

That’s it!

Those were Olivia’s words as she locked his little pee pee in that cold, cruel cage. You remember very well that day, the way she convinced you:

“Isn’t it exciting babe? I’ll have complete control over your little friend, you won’t have to worry about mess up around anymore, you’ll be able to focus better on my homework, you’ll be free of silly distractions. Besides, look at this.”

She put her huge breasts around his little shame. “See how big they are? I have a fetish, I love seeing how big they are compared to bois tiny pee pee’s, the bigger the difference the more it turns me on. If you use the cage it will get smaller and smaller”

Those words that were so hot and drove you crazy, now feel like false words. When that jerk showed him the videos… she was worshiping his powerful and big cock. How could she! Her expression of pleasure was something you’d never seen before, could a girl go that crazy? She give him a sloppy blowjob, his dick is so long that titsfuck her and reached her mouth at same time! And he fill it. Read more »

Consoling a younger grad student leads to a year old affair [MF]

I originally met Maria on the garbage Whisper app. I don’t remember the original post, but it was just a regular venting post about nothing in particular. We started chatting though and developed a friendship. I was (and am still) married, she was engaged. We talked about relationship issues, school (we were both in grad school), and many other things. This went on for months before even a hint of anything sexual. She knew I slept with other women, but she gave no indication she was interested. Plus, she was 23 and I was 37. We did share pictures though, and Maria was very attractive. Smooth dark skin, in shape, great tits.

One day, her texts were short so I asked what was wrong. Her fiance had shared a video of her giving him a BJ with his friends, and she was very upset about it. I tried to lend a sympathetic ear, but she was too upset to hear it. Then, without asking, she shared the video with me. “Why would he share this?” I thought. I didn’t press the issue, but I could hear her crying through the text. “Sharing this without your consent is pretty disturbing” was the extent of what I was able to say just through texts. Read more »

Dice [MMF]

Annie, my long-term FWB, and I had met Dave for coffee. The conversation had flowed just as we’d hoped. He was in his mid-20s, as slim as I had been at that age over a decade ago, with his hair buzzed short and a filthy glint in his eyes as Annie dropped innuendo after innuendo on him. It was all her fault, naturally: she carried the confidence of a free spirit in her early 30s with the same sensual grace that she carried the amplest of amble bosoms.

We had discussed how our plan for today was all about some good, sensual buttfucking. The anticipation was almost reflecting off the mirror as we struggled to maintain decency in the lift, from which we bounded to the sanctuary of our hotel room.

I picked up the dice I had placed on the desk as Annie and I had planned this earlier, and started explaining the rules to Dave. “We’re going to roll to see who gets to fuck whose arse today. It’s alphabetical: so if we roll a 1 or a 2 Annie’s the centrepiece, a 3 or a 4 it’s you, and a 5 or a 6 and it’s me. The lower number in each pair means that the first player alphabetically gets to fuck that arse – and I can tell you Annie’s really good with her strap-on.” I stole a brief kiss from Annie. Her delectable smile was too good to resist. She gave me a meaningful look, and I continued. “The remaining player will muffle the centrepiece’s moans with their cock or pussy.” Read more »

My babysitter [f] walked in on me [m] masturbating – part 3

So, I woke up before her with my cock so hard it was almost painful. One of us had kicked the covers off in our sleep, so her naked body was fully exposed. I thought about just jacking off and not bothering her, but my horniness got the best of me.

I thought about just fucking her, but I was sure she was sore and didn’t want to be insensitive, so I decided to wake her up and ask her to give me a blowjob.

I moved my pillow and positioned myself near the head of the bed before turning to the difficult task of waking a college student. My horniness again got the best of me, and I decided that a solid spank ought to do the trick.

Let’s just say she wasn’t entirely happy, but awake she became.

She opened her eyes to my raging boner, and I started to explain, but I couldn’t even get more than 2 or 3 words out before she wrapped her lips around my shaft. Read more »

Hawaii hotness with [m]y (kind of) cousin – Part II: The Moonlit Cabana

It was the second-to-last night of our family vacation in Hawaii, and I was still reeling from [my little sleepover](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t40s8f/hawaii_hotness_with_my_kind_of_cousin_f/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) with my cousin Sammy two nights before.

Finally, after years of daydreaming and fantasizing, to see and feel her body, to hear her moan my name, to make her throw her head back in pleasure and to cum with her hand wrapped around me was all such a rush. And the fact that she’d wanted it for all that time too – let alone the fact that we actually hooked up – made me giddy as all get-out.

It was nearly impossible to act naturally around our family as we snuck cheeky glances at each other at dinner or quick little kisses before heading off to our separate rooms for the night. I swear our grandma almost saw me grab Sammy’s butt in the pool once.

All that to say, having some time alone with Sammy again was pretty much all I could think about. I distinctly remember going up to my room from the pool to “use the bathroom” or “get some extra sunscreen” both days between the events of my previous story and this one. (I was definitely in the bathroom, and there was definitely a creamy white substance involved, but it wasn’t sunscreen!) Read more »