Toronto dacare moms # # – The Muslim Milf [MF]

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So I’m introducing this one now due to popular demand. So this will be a long one, probably break it up into 2 parts if it gets too much like a marathon.

The reason this is so long as this one was a personal conquest of mine. It took a long time too. It took at least a year to pull off. And I worked for it…believe me I worked for it. It wasn’t a masterful seduction or corruption (depending on your point of view). Mistakes w

For context, in this she will refer to her ex husband as husband. She was in the process of getting a divorce, but still separated. She assured everyone that it was happening, in the courts, etc. If you want to judge me for going after a woman technically married…go right ahead. As I’m so fond of saying, young dumb and full of cum.

Also, I’ll be describing, what I refer to as inconsistent follow of Muslim faith and doctrines or practises. It could also be linked to culture as well. I plead ignorance and I apologize in advance if I misrepresent any religious or cultural norms going on in this story. It is not my intention and if you feel the need to correct/educate, I’m all ears.

How I give a $100 handjob [F18]

Candace walked Chloe into the room and Yuli already had his pants off and was sitting on the table with his flaccid penis resting on top of his ball sack. He was still wearing his t-shirt and the ridiculous short-brimmed Kangol he always had on.

“Ok, Yuli, you are getting a treat today… I’m going to teach Chloe the right way to make a man cum… and I’m using your cock to show her,” Candace explained.

“Viktor needs me to be back, I don’t have time to play some game… just suck me, blyat,” he complained.

Candace walked over and ran her fingers down Yuli’s shaft then held the tip with two fingers. She squeezed and rotated the head, a quarter inch, back and forth, rapidly. The flaccid penis instantly grew bigger.

“This won’t take long… now won’t you just lay back and let two girl’s take turns playing with your big, sexy cock?” Candace asked in a bratty, flirting voice that almost resembled baby talk.

“Fine… ok,” Yuli agreed.

“First lesson, Chloe… when Yuli was soft, he wouldn’t do what I wanted… then I touched his dick and he completely did whatever I told him… get it?”

I [F] gave a BJ to a hot stranger and swallowed like a good little slut

To set the scene, i was 21 at the time, attending University. I was a sweet innocent unexperienced girl. I was going to a party with 2 of my girlfriends and they knew i wanted to be a little wild that night. I was wearing a tank top shorter then usual but nothing too revealing for the cleavage part (just enough to get anyone curious), some short shorts and high-heels. My long brown hair were tied up in a ponytail because i get so hot when i drink and dance.

Once we got to the party, we started talking with friends but i was a bit distracted, trying to find someone that would catch my eyes… and i did! I spotted a guy who i had seen around in school and found really attractive. As i was trying to find a way to introduce myself to him, he walked straight to me, looking at me with his piercing blue eyes and his intoxicating smile, then he came closer so he could introduce himself over the loud music. He put a hand on my arm softly and asked me if he could buy me a drink.

That time the prude that i [F] am gave a BJ to a hot stranger

So i already told you in one of my last [post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ogj3jo/that_time_if_told_my_bf_his_dick_was_cute/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) that i’ve only been with 2 men but seen 3 dicks (this is where the prude checks out) in my life. I’m about to tell you the tale of that 3rd dick and how that was the only time i’ve been this slutty (and how i’ve loved it).

To set the scene, i was 21 at the time, attending University and in between 2 boyfriends. I had been with my previous bf for 7 years from high school to the beginning of Uni, and i was not at all experienced in the sex department and very innocent… It was also before i met my actual bf who made me more open about sex, so i was an even bigger prude/shy then now ;) I was attending a party with 2 of my girlfriends and they knew i wanted to be a little wild that night (although they knew me, so they were probably just expecting a make-out sesh on the dancefloor and some grinding). We were drinking a little while getting ready, i was wearing a tank top shorter then usual but nothing too revealing for the cleavage part (just enough to get anyone curious), some short shorts and high-heels. My long brown hair were tied up in a ponytail because i get so hot when i drink and dance.

The Minister’s Daughter

I was 19 at the time. My friend who was 20 invited me to her church one Sunday. It was then that I found out her dad was the minister. As he started his sermon that morning on sexual promiscuity, I started to regret drinking 42oz of Dr. Pepper. I leaned over and asked my friend where the restrooms were. She told me to go to the back of the church, down the stairs to the rec room in the basement and I would find the restroom. So I quietly got up and went to relieve myself. That is when I did the unthinkable, I had sex in a church basement.

I came out of the restroom to find my friend standing outside the door with a sly grin on her face. I asked if she was okay. Her reply was a soft, sensual kiss with her grabbing my cock and stroking it through my jeans. I tried to stop her. I told her we were in the house of God and her father was giving a sermon on how premarital sex was a sin. She said not to worry, no one uses this room anymore.

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[M]y neighbor and I hooked up A[f]ter her house sold [Long]Parts 2 and 3

After my last story about my neighbor Melissa, I was surprised how many people were interested in the boat, since it plays a prominent role in this story, I’ll give you details. The boat is a 2010 Bayliner 175 that I bought a few years ago to cruise around the local rivers. Anyway, as I mentioned in the last story, I hooked up with my single neighbor Melissa when she ran out of gas for her mower. She also informed me that she was selling her house to take advantage of the hot market. Last Wednesday I noticed a “Sold” sign on the realtor sign in the front yard and saw Melissa out on Thursday and asked her about it. She said, “Yep I got an offer about 2 weeks ago for list price and cash for a quick close. A couple bought it for their parents to retire in, they liked the one floor lay out. I’m moving in with my sister Monday for a few weeks until the house I bought is closed on.” I smiled and said, “well that’s great, it’ll suck not having you in the neighborhood and to look at as you mow, but it’s great it was fast and easy.” We both laughed and I told Melissa, “We should get together and hang out one more time before you move.” She smiled and said, “That would be really nice, are you taking the boat out anytime soon?” I told her that we could take it out Saturday, and she smiled and said, “That sounds great, I don’t work Saturday night, I can catch some sleep when I get off Saturday morning then we can go out. Does 3 work?” I agreed and we parted ways.

An abnormal obsession

I was twenty three when I got married. My husband tried everything he could think of to give me orgasms but I didn’t have my first one until four years later. Chris and I divorced after two years. I spent the next two mostly working and helping my sick father as much as I could. 
 
A girl friend from high school had somehow gotten into erotic dancing at private parties and started her own business. Linda was doing really well with her business and had three employees. They mostly did birthday and bachelor parties but occasionally she would get a job for one of the many corporations here in Portland. 
Between Linda and her three employees they were doing as many as five parties a day and sometimes more on weekends. 
One night we were visiting and she offered me a job and promised that I could make at least three times the money I was making at my current job. 
 
I attended a couple of parties with her to check it out and see if I really wanted to give it a try. 
 
As Linda had explained would happen, I was hit on by several men at both parties. To be honest it was kind of exciting. I enjoyed the attention to say the least after the long dry spell I had been going through. 
 
I spent three days learning from Linda and her girls. They all agreed that I was ready as we sat having drinks at a bar one evening after they had all finished their separate parties. 
 
The next morning Linda spent several hundred dollars on me at Victoria’s secret. I was more than nervous as we drove to my first gig.
 Linda called a number she had been given when we pulled up in front of the house. A minute later one of the five garage doors opened. A handsome man came out and introduced himself. Travis Taylor.
He asked Linda to pull her car into the garage. 
 
 It was a surprise, poolside, bachelors party in the back yard of a beautiful three story home. I was glad to see that only about fifteen guys were there. 
As planned, Linda and I just hung out in the garage, hidden from everyone until the bachelor arrived. They had only paid for one dancer but Linda must have felt my appreciation. She laughed at me as she pulled a few things out of that big bag of a purse she always carried. She changed into the sexiest outfit I had ever seen her in as she giggled, hiding behind a Corvette. 
 
Just as she had changed and stuffed her clothes into the bag, Travis came in and announced that the Bachelor had arrived. It was his twin brother Terry. Travis pointed him out as we all peeked through a slightly open door leading into the back yard.
Before we went out, Travis asked if we both would be willing to just spend a couple of hours flirting with all the guys but to pay special attention to Terry. He offered an extra five hundred dollars on top of the five he had already agreed to. 
I got kind of tickled because Linda was going to dance for free just to take the edge off for me. 
 
Linda and I opened the door and walked around the pool with little covering our tits. Butts smoothly swaying as we slowly made our way to where Terry was standing with his back to us.
He blushed when all his friends laughed as Linda knelt behind him and ran both hands up the inside of his legs. 
The laughter took the edge off everyone. We were being paid to flirt and tease. To be totally honest, it ended up being the most fun I had had in a years. It was a different kind of fun than I had ever had but none the less, it was over the top for me.
I was totally amazed at how many of those guys would get bulges in their pants just from being able to look at my breasts with only the nipples covered and make comments about them, or compliment me on my ass or legs. 
 I literally had to go to the bathroom and wipe my own juices from between my lips twice, for fear of leaking and having it run down my leg.
 
After about an hour and half, one of the guys pulled me aside. He said that all the friends had agreed to pitch in and offer Linda and I each a grand if we would give Terry a blowjob and one for Travis for throwing the party. 
I walked around the pool to where Linda was laughing and flirting with Terry. I whispered in her ear and explained the offer. 
She only winked at me as she turned her attention back to Terry. I watched her kneel down in front of him, unzip his pants and pull out his cock right there in front of everyone. 
He didn’t argue one bit as he sipped his beer and just let her have her way with him.
 
I turned around and spotted Travis walking towards us with the rest of the guys.
My heart was pumping so hard I could feel it in my ears. I waited for him to get close then I walked up to him. With all the guys standing close watching, I knelt down on my knees in front of him. 
 
He reached down and offered his hand, motioning for me to stand back up. He put his arms around me and leaned close. Whispering in my ear, he asked, “Do you do this often?” 
 
I answered back, “I’ve never done this, this is my first party.”
 
He said, again in whisper, as if telling a secret.
“Do you know that if this goes any farther I’m going to throat fuck you until I cum?”
 
I felt something stir in me that I had never felt in my life. I had given Chris blowjobs many times in the two years that we were married. They were always slow and sensual. I had never heard the term throat fuck. 
I knelt back down and slowly unbuckled his belt, never taking my eyes off his. He stood still, his blue eyes seemed to be smiling as we stared into each others eyes. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down. He never moved as his pants dropped to his ankles. The crowd of guys seemed to disappear in my mind, there was nothing but the sound of my heart beating. My fingers shook as I slowly pulled his underwear down. Our eyes still locked on each other’s.
I let my gaze drop as I set his gorgeous cock free. 
 
After a moment of looking at it, I looked back into his eyes. He watched me seductively lick my lips, they parted and I opened my mouth. 
I looked back down at his cock as he slowly grasped it in his hand. “Look at me!” He said in a tone different from his normal voice. 
 
I locked eyes with him again and felt the big, soft head of his cock slip into my mouth. 
Closing my lips around it, I watched his hands gently grasp the sides of my head. The cock began slowly moving back and forth over my tongue, drool began to trickle from the corners of my mouth. 
I felt the cock growing harder as it seemed to be inching it’s way to the back of my throat. 
 
“Take a deep breath and hold it!” I heard him say.
I drew a deep breath through my flaring nostrils. His spread fingers squeezed my head, he pulled me up slightly and tipped my head down just a little. his cock pushed past my tonsils. It seemed we both were surprised that there was no gag reflex. 
He began a gentle fucking motion that now pulled out then back in past my tonsils. My eyes began to water, tears trickled down my cheeks. He pulled out, “Breathe!” He said. 
 
I drew in another deep breath. He held my head tight, the fucking resumed. Another breath was demanded then without any warning I felt his cock sliding down my throat until my face was smashed into the soft flesh that covered his pelvic bone. He held me still for a moment, unmoving, his cock pulsed in my throat, it seemed to be growing longer. 
He pulled out, I frantically exhaled then drew in a breath. My vision was blurred with tears. The cock was shoved back down my throat. I tried to concentrate. I counted numbers in my mind to keep from getting frantic. 
My world was fading quickly. He yanked out, I gasped, he shoved back in.
My body began to tremble, I didn’t realize that I had my hand between my legs. 
The cock was literally fucking my mouth, my throat, his balls slapping my chin. I began to quiver all over. I was feeling like my toes were stuck in light sockets, I was being electrocuted, I forgot about breathing, I listened to my own whimpers, my fingers digging into my own cunt.
He yanked out, I heard him telling me to breathe. I don’t remember doing it. I do remember the most wonderful feeling exploding through my body that I had ever felt in my life as the cock was shoved back into me. The fucking grew faster and harder. I was clawing at my cunt. Everything came to an abrupt stop, everything except the pulsing cock. I felt it pulsing, I heard Travis grown, I felt warm cum pumping deep in my throat. 
Still my body shook and trembled uncontrollably. I was cuming for the first time in my life and it was the most profound experience to date. It was my first and only day on the job. I moved in with Travis a couple weeks later and getting throat fucked is still the only way I can get off. It’s an abnormal obsession I guess.

An Uneasy Proposition [MF][Dom/Sub][Blackmail] Part 2

All characters are 18+. Please leave your comments and feedback below! Thanks!

**P.S.** the bold and italicized text is someone’s thoughts/inner monologue, but can also be external actions.

Here is the background. This is a fictional story.

**Jessica**: F21. Main female of the story. 5’2″, blonde, c cup, petite, slender, athletic, great ass. Slutty at times, but loyal.

**Ben**: M18. Main male of the story. 6’1″, athletic build, brown hair, Kelly’s boyfriend.

**Kelly**: F18. Jessica’s younger sister. 5’4″, blonde, c cup, carefree, Ben’s girlfriend.

**Setting**: *Jessica and Kelly’s house*

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*A flawed invitation*

Jessica came down to enjoy a light dinner with her sister and Ben as the three ate pizza and then moved to the living room to watch a movie. Ben and Kelly were curled up together on one end of the couch, Kelly’s head under Ben’s chin as she was more so pressed against his chest, while Jessica sat curled up at the other end towards the edge of the sofa, leaving her butt and feet facing Ben and Kelly. Ben couldn’t help but glance over at her from time to time, wondering how Jessica managed to text him instead of her boyfriend.

End of Campaign Celebration – D&D

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End of Campaign Celebration – D&D

It’s weird how you wind up spending time with the most assorted group of people playing Dungeons and Dragons. This group was no different, Pat was a successful online career DM for a multitude of tabletop role playing games. Brian had a full time job as a mechanical designer. Heather was a bartender at some dive bar downtown while Steven was a fitness instructor at an overpriced gym uptown.. Cynthia rarely spoke of what she did until months after they had been playing consistently, turns out Cynthia was a fairly successful webcam and solo adult content creator.

After two years our Curse of Strahd campaign finally is coming to a close. Strahd has been cornered in his castle, they have the Sun Sword and almost all of their hit points and spell slots left. They sat around in the dark room of Pat’s studio apartment hanging on to his every word, while he tried to kill off our characters with every action.

[MF] At the Cottage, Finally Alone [P1]

We’ve spent the last week at my parents cottage; the weather has been lovely, the food has been great, we’ve had plentiful drink and fun but, by Friday, we were ready to have some alone time. Prayers were answered on Saturday, as my parents headed into town to pick up some groceries and would be staying over with an aunt and uncle, who had invited them for dinner.

We started early afternoon with an edible and headed down to the dock where we got comfortable in some Muskoka chairs. There have been some fires in the area so, while the sun is out and the sky is cloudless, there is still a haze drifting over the lake. This gives the lack a dream like atmosphere though—hazy, still, just imperceptible ripples along the surface of the water. This is my favorite kind of swim, so I decide to jump in.