Tag: BJ

[FM] I told him to spank my ass in my yoga pants while I gagged and spit all over his virgin cock.

I grew up in a strict Korean Christian household. Lost virginity to my husband at age 22. We never had kids but didn’t want any. We had a good marriage until he started making a lot of money. Unfortunately, he started working a lot and going on constant business trips. When I was 45 we divorced, and I took the house and still receive a nice alimony. I got an expensive gym membership (he pays for) and I got in the best shape of my life at age 46.

All of these years what had been itching to get out was my ultimate truth; that I am a crazy, horny, stupid Korean slut.

This is the story of when I caught the attention of a young man who had to have been a virgin, and how I was more than happy to make him fuck my face. In retrospect it was also wild and irresponsible, but whatever. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 8 (MF) (Vacation) (Oral)

“Is this your first time flying, Anna? Or just your first time on a private jet?” the boss asks.

They are at the airport in a private room waiting for his pilot to give them the all clear to board. After weeks of waiting and preparations, they are finally headed to Europe.

“I’ve never flown before, sir. If I said I wasn’t nervous I’d be lying,” Anna says, her knee nervously bouncing. She looks at her boss, so calm, so relaxed. She wishes she could adopt his demeanor but he’s probably been doing this all his life. She hasn’t. She looks in her bag and makes sure she has her headphones and book to distract her on the flight. She isn’t terribly comfortable with flying. A sly smirk spreads across her face as she wonders if her boss has other plans for her on the plane. She is at his beckoned call, after all.

“If we were flying commercial this flight would take 12-14 hours with layovers and stops. But because your boss is a very wealthy man we will be there in less time than it would take you to drive back to Ohio,” he says, putting an arm around her, bringing her back from her momentary fantasy. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 24 (MF) (FF) (Oral)

The three remaining men all look at Anna then look at each other. “We want you one at a time,” the oldest one says. “Just because you’re incredibly good at pleasing more than one man doesn’t mean that’s how it has to be.”

Anna giggles and smiles, “Then who’s going first?” She lays on her side, stroking her breast and down her side, caressing her own curves, biting her lip, and moaning gently, though she is dying to cum after Kat denied her a finish.

“Me. I don’t want to wait any more,” the oldest one says, walking towards her, stroking himself. He’s bulky but not overly muscular. His thick cock swings as he walks.

“Well I do love a real go getter,” Anna giggles at him. “And what would you like to do with little old me?”

He grabs her and pulls her to the edge of the bed. “Get it good and wet so I can fuck those massive tits,” he says, pushing his cock toward her.

Anna grabs it and starts sucking the head. The man slaps her hand away.

“No hands,” he says. “Just your mouth.” Read more »

Personal Awakening [Mf] [insecurity] [sex therapy] [blowjob] [straight sex]

I was ashamed of my body. I was ashamed of sexual desires and wants. There was so much anxiety around exposing myself to someone else, even someone I loved. After a string of failed relationships I decided to seek out help. My last boyfriend had given me the name of a psychotherapist who specializes in intimacy trouble. I was, in all honesty, terrified of talking to this man about my hang ups with sex, sexual acts, nudity and even just kissing.

I didn’t feel as though I was asexual, I wanted sex, I enjoyed the thought of it. I just became horribly panicked if it looked like things were heading that way. It was uncomfortable to say the least. My last boyfriend had tried to help. He tried to be understanding about it, but he just got sick of the insecurities and hangups I had around sex. He wanted more and I was unwilling to seek treatment for the anxiety because it was ’embarrassing.’ Read more »

You’d think blueberry picking is pretty lame, right? Well, not this time! [MF]

It was the first week in July, and we’d just had another one of those sweltering, muggy 4ths. The dog days. Even hanging out at the beach was getting to be intolerable until later in the evening, and by then it was almost dark anyway.

I think it was maybe the 7th when the humidity broke. Finally, A wave of thunderstorms rolled through, and man, what a relief. I could tell the next day was going to be one of those uniquely fantastic summer days, bright, sunny, and dry. A quick glance at the weather forecast confirmed my gut feeling, the next day was going to be a high of 78, 0% chance of precipitation, and 20% humidity. The perfect day to take off work and get out and do something outside. Mary and I were still dating at this point and had spent the previous week partying at the lake in the heat, so something a bit more relaxed was probably going to be the right choice. Read more »

I got a blowjob from a bottle service girl in the back room of a nightclub. [FM]

I started DJing in high school and did it through Uni (as a way to make extra money under the table) and after coming back to the States I mostly bartended and DJ’d to make money until I could find a more stable 9-5. That never really happened for more than a short stretch, so I’ve worked as a tour and nightclub DJ now for a while (well, not for the last five months) and I’ve been fortunate enough to travel all over for the job. For a while, I worked with a rapper for a while who was moderately popular for some time (if you were in college in 2015, you definitely got drunk to his music). About five years ago, we toured the US and at one point played two shows in three nights in Arizona, with a night off in between where I secured a gig playing a bottle service club. When I showed up on Saturday (early as always), I introduced myself to the managers, security, bartenders, barbacks, and bottle girls just to be friendly, exchanging IG and Snap info with some of them, standard stuff to do so you can tag them in your posts. They had flier’d for the night touting me as the rapper’s DJ, so they had an opening DJ as well, who was cool. I got to talking to a few of the bottle service girls before we opened and snapped some pics for social media. One of them in particular, Amanda, was interested in the rapper and wanted to know all about him. She asked if I could put her and some friends on my guest list for the show the next night, and I told her sure. She was not really my type but was definitely attractive — platinum bleach blonde, ditzy, fake tits, nails, and lips, about 5’1″, and tons of makeup. She has something like 72k followers on IG for a reason, and it’s not because she gives great life advice (admittedly, I still follow her there). Read more »

Cum cocktail for brat. [fm] [oral]

Firstly, my boyfriend (Jack 20) and I (Keira 18) have a very good relationship and we both enjoy a bit of Dom/sub. We never use it to settle arguments or serious stuff, just when it feels right. I always tell him if it’s too far vice versa.

Jack and I had been out for a meal and when we were, I had jokingly been really bratty to him. He warned me that if I didn’t stop, I’d end up being sore tomorrow but I ignored it and kept going, knowing what I wanted. We got back to his house (which we had to ourselves because his parents had gone away for a week), we went into the kitchen to get some drinks and as soon as we went through the door, he reached up the back of my top and grabbed my bra strap, stopping me in my place. He let go, letting it twang onto my back and moved closer to me. His hand slowly slid up my body from my leg, to thigh, to around my waist, to my chest until it rested around my neck.
“You really shouldn’t have been such a brat today.” Read more »

Fucking you and your drunk friend, part 2 [M/F/F, lesbian, blowjob, pussyjob, you get the idea, just read it,]

“How big is your shower?” We hear Chelsea ask. I grab you a towel to wipe the mess I dumped into you up with before I answer.

“Big enough,” I respond, understanding the implication. She gets off of the bed onto shaky legs and brushes her fingers across my chest as she makes her way into the bathroom. She turns the lights on and we her approve of the situation. I help you sit up and kiss you passionately. You wrap your arms around my shoulders and I hold you for a moment before leading you into the bathroom behind Chelsea who’s already turned the shower head on.

“It’s her turn to fuck me,” she states as she takes your hand and pulls you into the other side of the glass wall and into our tiled shower area. “I’d imagine you’ll hurt less than him.” She jokes with you before kissing you. You both go under the stream of water and let the sweat get washed down your shining bodies. Your hair goes from a sex induced mess to straight and sticking to your back. You push Chelsea towards the bench that runs the length of the back wall and sit her on it. You sit next to her and turn so that you can both intertwine your legs, leaning back to scissor with each other. Read more »

First time watching my wife with other man. [MFM] Part2

So here is the follow-up to this [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i4czis/first_time_watching_my_wife_with_other_man_mfm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i4czis/first_time_watching_my_wife_with_other_man_mfm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

She was there in just her red thong and high heels in front of John. He remained sited and she got on her knees in front of me, took my dick out which was already hard, stroke it a little, kissed me and turn around to sit on my cock facing John. She started to move on my cock and told John to get closer if he wanted. He stood in front of her and she took his hands and squeze them on her boobs. By this time I was about to cum and so does she. She started screaming and moaning as she cummed and that was it for me and came inside her. She started to move less and less and I notice she started to unbutton Johns pants. After I came I was not sure anymore about she going further, but I let her be.

-I dont want you to get blue balls, is not fair- said Marie and started to strole his cock when it was out. She started slow, like appreciating this new dick in many years. Eventually she told me that she was to kneel on the floor so I can take a better look. She continuated stroking his cock while on her knees, and look at me. Read more »

The Blowjob Carnival (Part 3) [MF]

(If you’re familiar with my story intros, skip to the ———–)

[Last time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2d8wa/4_tea_station_the_carnival_part_2_mf/), I (20, M) introduced you, dear reader, to Mary (18, F), my girlfriend who threw me a Carnival-themed party and surreptitiously turned it into an extended birthday present of creative blowjobs. Each carnival table activity had its own card. Hidden inside was a sexy message with a tease about the kind of oral pleasure I’d be in for. First, she gave me a Retro Candy blowjob and indulged in an explosion of Pop Rocks and cum at the same time. She then gave me a luxurious blowjob with temperature play which finished with me watching her sip my cum from a cup of hot tea. That left us with 8 to go.

1. ~~Pop-Rocks and Assorted candies~~
2. Pie-in-the-face
3. Candlemaking
4. ~~Tea station~~
5. Whack-a-mole
6. Bubble-maker
7. Rope puzzles
8. Hall of mirrors
9. Ring Toss
10. “Freak show” Read more »