My friend was also a little bit slutty. A significant portion of our friendship involved talking about sex, our interests, recent fucks, things we didn’t enjoy in bed, etc. She had been in an open relationship with a man for a long time. They had both agreed that fucking others was fine, and it seemed that their arrangement was serving them both well.
He said she never let him fuck her ass while we were talking with her boyfriend. Because I knew their relationship was open, I offered him the (mostly joking) offer that if he ever truly wanted to take some girl’s ass, he should hmu and I’d do it.
He texted me a few weeks later to inquire if I was available and if he could come over. I gave my approval with a nod, and about 30 minutes later we were both in my kitchen. He asked me if I was serious when I indicated earlier that I would let him fuck me after a quick exchange of small conversation.
I reasoned, “Well, why not? ” because I was bored and the previous night’s hookup was fairly bad. Once I informed him we could, I got down on my knees and started blowing him, to keep things from being too awkward and talkative.
I sucked him off for a moment but stopped before he arrived since I preferred to have his load in my ass rather than down my throat. In an effort to lubricate the bj’s cock before it impacted me in the rear, I stood up with my face wonderfully covered in drool.
I took off the clothes I was still wearing and went to my room to get some lube while he undressed. I went back to the kitchen and proposed that we go somewhere more cozy, like the living room or the bedroom.
I guess that’s why he didn’t like the notion. He grabbed me and shoved me to the floor, bending over my kitchen table. After banging my head on it, I temporarily lost consciousness, but as soon as I felt his fingers pushing into and around my ass, I instantly came to. Before I felt him slowly push in with his dick, he spread the lubricant a little.
He started beating once he was completely inside. He moved slowly at first, but not gently, and then built up speed. He aggressively gripped my hips and continued to drive himself into me; the next morning, I had some wonderful bruises. I don’t particularly enjoy anal, but I was liking the way he was filling my ass as I was being rocked back and forth against the table.
Then he entered me and backed out. I stayed lying over the table for a long since I was feeling a little worn out and I enjoyed feeling his cum slowly start to leak out of me. He came back dressed and gave me an embarrassed thank you before leaving right away.
It was a good experience all around. Making a guy happy and completing his sexual life is always enjoyable. I like how generous you are, lol.
Tag: BJ
My Year as a Sugar Baby Pt. 2: The Party [MFF]
“Hi gorgeous. Party starts tonight at 8pm. Please arrive an hour early and buy a red dress with the money enclosed…”
I smiled as I read Damon’s letter that he slipped under my door. My mouth dropped open when I pulled $400 cash out of the envelope the letter came in.
I bought a red dress per Damon’s request. I also got a Brazilian wax and my nails done. I was sure to arrive on time at Damon’s house, where the party was being hosted. He commented on my beauty and gave me a tour of his home, something we didn’t get to the first night I was there.
“We can skip the bedroom since you’ve seen that” he joked playfully, smacking my plump ass and giving it a squeeze. I giggled and leaned into him, letting him give me a tender hug.
The bar I was hired to tend was outside on his deck. I started setting up my station after pouring Damon a drink. Before walking away to wrap up party preparations, he looked around, reached under my dress and found my bare pussy already getting damp. He ran his finger over my wetness, brought the glistening digit to his mouth and tasted my juices. I shuddered at how hot what he just did was and gazed at him as he walked away confidently.
Losing the no cumming contest with [M]y [F]WB after getting edged on a phone call
About three years ago, I started hooking up with a girl named Sarah. Sarah was about 5’2 with the body of an athlete and the sex drive of a rabbit. Sarah was the captain of the club soccer team at my then college, and was a fiercely competitive person in every domain of life. If you talked about the one book you were reading, she would then start talking about the two books she was reading. If you got an A- on a test and were feeling good about yourself, she would complain about getting an A instead of an A+. While it was fiercely annoying in some areas, it was amazing in the bedroom. We would fuck 5 or 6 times a night and she would still want more. It was like she made it her mission every night to drain every last drop of cum I had.
Humiliation in swim class pt 2 [F18 F18 M18] [teasing] [nc] [last year of high school] [humiliation] [femdom] [blowjob] [interruption]
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[A multi part story inspired by my own experience. The first part which is story set-up is basically entirely true from my own perspective (Emily represents my perspective, other characters’ thoughts imagined). Second part is partially true. In this telling every character is at the end of high school so 18 or over]
Following the most embarrassing class in Chris’s school life so far, not only did he have to endure ridicule by his classmates, but also a detention for breaking the rule “no petting in the pool”. What did that even mean? The detention took place Friday lunchtime before the gym class at the end of the week. “Hi Chris” said Emily playfully as she arrived with Madison outside the coach’s office.
Chris looked down at the floor and said “hi” quietly, too embarrassed to look them in the eye.
Coach opened the office door and said “ok you three, get changed into your gym kits and meet me in the gym in five”.
The three students looked at each other. “We didn’t bring them coach, we didn’t realize we needed them”.
(32)[F] – (22)[M] Intern at work – Blowing His Mind
These are the continuation of the events that happened more than a couple of months ago.
This picks up from where the previous part left off. You can read Part 33 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yrwdxd/32f_22m_intern_at_work_the_front_massage/)
**Part 34 is below**
I just lay there on the massage table heaving and panting trying to get back down after that earth shattering orgasm. I smiled when I saw his hard cock sticking out on the top of his underwear. It was time to return the favor. I sat up on the table and beckoned to Eric to come close to me and when he did I gently rubbed the top of the hard cock as I licked his chest and nipples.
*Me – “It looks like the beast of your cock is angry and ready to burst out of his cage. He needs a woman’s mouth to calm him down.”*
*Eric – (Groaning) – “Are you going to be that woman, Pallavi?”*
*Me – “Yes, but give me a couple of minutes. I will be right back. I need to give you something.”*
Anal adventures with my man and a 19yr old guy [FMM]
Five or six weeks after the experience we had with a cute redhead, my man (39) and I (36) were out of town when we met this 19yr old college kid at a swingers party. He was a muscular blonde white guy, very handsome, so I asked my man if we could play with him that night, he said yes and took him with us to our hotel room. We got naked and, after the guys kissed and licked almost every inch of my body, I got down on my knees and started to suck their cocks.
I was really horny and loved the way the guys were getting more excited with my blowjobs. The kid grabbed my head and made me swallow his cock all the way to his balls, and his moans turned me on even more. I have to say something in this part of the story, he wasn’t my first young guy, he was actually my third, but he made me experience some new things for the first time.
[MF] I Met a Hotwife from Reddit Pt. 2
After Jess and I met for the first time, I couldn’t wait to see her again. It would be a couple of weeks though with both of our obligations, but finally we found a day where we could get together for a couple of hours. The anticipation leading up to the second meeting was amazing though. We’d flirt throughout the days and she sent me some videos and pics to work me up.
Anyway, the day finally comes. I wake up, eat a little lunch and make sure my place is clean. I also set out some massage oil and lube and eagerly await for Jess to arrive. There’s a knock on my door, my heart is pounding, my cock is getting hard, and then I open it and there she is again.
Jess is extremely sexy and after we hug and get my dog to settle down…(quick sidebar guys…get a dog. easily the best wingmen you’ll ever have), we head back to the bedroom.
[Fictional][F26/M26][FPOV][Chastity] – Becoming a Keyholder for a Friend Part 3
(This story is completely fictional. I wrote it just for fun so the events and characters in this story are not real.)
**[Part 1] (https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yucllv/fictionalf26m26fpovchastity_becoming_a_keyholder/)** / **[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yucmm4/fictionalf26m26fpovchastity_becoming_a_keyholder/)**
This part of the story takes place around a month after my last entry. The reason for skipping ahead is because the weeks that followed were fairly similar to what had previously happened and there is no need to repeat myself, though I’ll give you a rundown of what happened.
Owen was in chastity again for a week. In identical fashion, it was a Friday to Friday wait for him in his cage while being able to look at whatever lewd and/or pornographic content he liked and we chatted on a near daily basis to maintain flow and connection with each other. I was still sending him selfies and daily outfits, the compliments from him still overflowing with flattery and underlying desperation for release, which brought a devilish smile to my face. Of course, when Friday rolled around he had earned his freedom and we would meet and I would provide him with the key for him to trot off to his room by himself and relieve himself of his backed up week’s worth. He’d then return to me to confirm his re-locking and we’d wait another week.
I (19) love getting my face fucked and fulfilling my FWB’s (28) every sexual fantasy [FM]
It’s always been in my nature to be submissive and a people-pleaser. I’m so addicted to the feeling of being wanted and desired to the point where I’ll give a guy a blowjob for hours and obediently swallow their cum without getting anything in return. However, noone has gotten as special of a treatment as my current FWB. We sext a lot so by now I know very well what turns him on and what doesn’t. For example, being on my knees with my tongue out while he’s laying ropes of cum on my face turns him on, while wearing a condom does not. I do my best to keep note so I can be the best little whore for him. It has become such a thrill. Always thinking about the next way to serve him. Being his plaything has become my favorite passtime.
Blackmailed into submission by a close friend- is Katie starting to like it? [19M] [18F] [Blackmail] [D/s] [Free Use] [Masturbation] [Dialogue] [Excerpt]
Katie
Master. The word tasted foreign on her tongue, like trying to sound something out that’s spelled wrong. Is that what Jack is to her now? It felt a long way from friendship, but perhaps a step forward from blackmailer. Katie shook her head- how did this become her life? Jack left shortly after he filled her with cum, leaving her alone with her thoughts. He was right about one thing- every time she moved, every time she felt his cum slowly leaking out of her, she thought of him. She couldn’t believe how she had just stayed still as he touched her, used her, fucked her- she had done nothing to stop him. She reasoned that it was because she didn’t want to have another fight- it was just easier to let him have his fun, and then leave- she hoped that he would just lose interest eventually. There was a tiny piece of her, though, that wondered if the butterflies in her stomach were from anxiety or excitement.