Reddit Success: A Cum Slut in the Real World [MF]

This story is a follow up to a previous story I posted 5 days ago. I wrote this story specifically after chatting with a new follower and briefly having told her about this previous encounter.

Craigslist Success: Watching Me Stroke [MF] from gonewildstories

When I wrote the story she and I were discussing a meet up with her and indicated I was hoping I’d have a new story to share in the coming weeks. Well today is that day.

As I’m thinking through the details I find myself in disbelief that this actually happened as many of the details of this story are things that would make me suspect the validity of a story, but I assure you it’s true.

5 days ago I got a notice from Reddit that I had a new follower. I clicked on their profile and sent them a message thanking them for following me. I also noticed that their profile had a number of photos of her as well as some various stories that she’d shared. A few moments later she responded telling me she enjoyed my stories and was glad to find another kinky person in Kansas.

[f mast, exh/voy] Self-Care Sunday

Sundays are supposed to be lazy, but I always have so many things to do. This morning I woke up earlier than usual, and naturally, I was horny as fuck… but I needed to focus. My math exam is only a few days away and I have no choice but to study today. I got up and stretched my arms and a soft moan escaped my lips. “Wow”, I thought to myself, “That was super hot.” Do you ever get turned on by yourself? I think everyone should experience that, it’s a beautiful concept. One of the things I love most about myself is that I don’t need anyone else to have great sex, and it makes me feel so powerful as an individual.

Anyways, back to studying. I grabbed my textbook and a stack of index cards from my desk drawer and I immediately got to work. I worked at my desk for a bit, but I kept looking outside my dorm room window as other students walked by. They were laughing and having a good time, probably on their way to brunch. My friends asked me if I wanted to go to the dining hall this morning, but I declined and stayed in my single with a granola bar and an apple for breakfast– how exciting.

[m/f masturbation, sex toys, voyeurism, cheating] Mr. Postman

“Goodbye, honey!” I say to my husband as he heads off to work, “…have a good day!” He peels out of the driveway and off down the street. Once his Porche is no longer in sight, I close the front door. I love my husband, but sometimes he bores me to death. We used to have such a great connection and a passionate relationship: sex two, sometimes three times a day after we first got married. Now it’s been a few years, and our relationship has fizzled out. Although, I really shouldn’t complain about my life. I have the kind of life that every cookie-cutter young woman aspires to have. We may not have any children, but my husband is the CFO of a large, successful company. We live in a quiet gated community. I’d call myself a housewife, but I’ve hired a housekeeper to do the cleaning and a cook to make our meals. I’m a trophy wife, really. All I have to do is keep up my appearance and socialize with the wives of my husband’s business partners every once in a while.

Getting Some Booty While On Duty.

A few years back I picked up some overtime at my security company. It was for an apartment complex that was having issues with vehicles getting broken into. They hired our company to watch the lot.
Typically you would work 2 to a car for safety, but due to a call in, I was alone that night. It was a Thursday evening and it was a beautiful fall night

I started my shift at 6pm that night, expecting to work till 6am. I was in a company vehicle, had my music on and was just driving around.

With some Joe Rogan Podcast on, I fired up tinder for shits and giggles. I wasn’t really expecting much to happen as I was in a rougher part of town as well as I stuck out like a sore thumb. I was the only white dude around and a damn security guard, but I said fuck it.

A few random messages were sent my way throughout the night, but nothing of significance. The night dragged on, I would drive and then sit in a spot just watching. The hours dragged on and by 1am I was bored out of my mind.

Cry Little Sister (part three) [Lactation] [Masturbation] [Half-siblings] [Stand-in for sister] [Slightly Rough Sex] [Cheating?]

After my shower I checked in on Julia and Tyler. Then, I settled on the couch and fell asleep. I had fucking nightmares about being at a family function and Julia rubbing her tits, telling me they hurt, getting me to drain them of her milk while our family chastised me for seducing and ruining my little sister. I woke up with a thin layer of sweat clinging to my brow. My mom was staring at me with a big scowl on her face.

I jumped up, “Jesus Christ!” I yelled.

Julia peeked out from the kitchen, “You okay, Derry?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I called back, my hand on my chest trying to calm my heart as it felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest, “just wasn’t expecting to wake up to my mom giving me a death glare,” I said quietly enough for my mom to hear but not Julia.

Her scowl softened slightly as she patted Tyler’s bottom and rocked him gently, “I told you not to do anything to encourage rumors and you move in with her?”

Cry Little Sister (part two) [Lactation] [Half-siblings] [[Masturbation]

When I woke up in the morning the bed was empty and the smell of bacon filtered into the room. I smiled and dragged my, still fully clothed, ass out of her bed and down the hall to the kitchen. I watched her hum and cook as Ty sat in a high chair and I couldn’t help but sneak up behind her, wrapping my arms around her as she screamed a little and jumped before laughing and pushing me away. Ty was laughing too, dipping his hands in a mess of baby food and entertaining himself by splashing it as much as he was eating it.

Julia waved her spatula at me, “You are handsy in your sleep,” she couldn’t wipe the smile from her face even as she tried to appear threatening.

“Protective,” I said defensively, “just very protective of you.”

“You’re allowed to hate me, you know?” She said, “What I did…I’m pretty sure it’s illegal…”

I sighed and she turned her attention back to the breakfast as I spoke, “Jules, I don’t hate you. I hate that I didn’t know until now. I hate how you went about things, but you? I don’t think I could ever hate you.”

6. Wax Play with Mary (The Blowjob Carnival, Part 6: Candlemaking) [MF]

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

[Last time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i7kzmh/the_hall_of_mirrors_blowjob_carnival_part_5_mf/), I (20, M) continued to entice you, dear reader, with stories of 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 was followed by a bubblicious blowjob in the pool with a rough ending and a BDSM session that was my first venture into anal play and finished with me shaking the last of my cum off into her mouth. Next came a luxurious, no, pornographic oral sex session in front is a bunch of mirrors that she recorded from my point of view. That left us with 5 to go:

Her [very short story/poem][angst][post-break up][implied male masturbation]

The phone call was over, he realized. Had been. For hours maybe. Who knows? He didn’t. But it didn’t matter. She didn’t matter. He didn’t *need* her. Didn’t need her. Didn’t need her.

He. Didn’t. Need. Her. Her. Her. *Her….*

~

Yet when he laid alone at night,

frigid sheets caressing his skin,

trembling hands clenched around himself,

thighs stained with liquid shame,

eyes burning with tears,

the name he cried out until he was hoarse…

Was hers.

The Pass (Sharing my GF) [MF] [Humiliation] [Cuck]

Can you make a mistake and feel good at the same time? I close my eyes in the shower with the water pressure relentlessly pouring on me. The vivid memories from yesterday haunt me and I realize that no amount of water can wash those memories from my brain. Here’s what happened.

My girlfriend Joanna is a stunner. She’s Persian; She’s about 5’4, 100 pounds with C cup boobs. She hasn’t had that many boyfriends and I was the first guy to actually go down on her. The sex was incredible and while she was conservative, she was very open to making me happy in any way sexually.

I have had a cuck fantasy for several years now and while she is still not completely to the idea, she plays into my fantasy. Before we were dating exclusively, she was dating her high school friend, Larry, a couple of times. Larry was white and taller than me (6’3 to my 5’10). The reason why I knew about Larry was that she told me that if we weren’t exclusive, she was going to date him. I ended up wanting to date her exclusively.

[F] 21 – Exhibitionist Flight Attendant, masturbating in front of two Pilots

Mini summary – I masturbated in front of two pilots at a resort in South America while they also explored my female parts (kinda sounds weird). Third flight back, I went up to the cockpit and gave them one last show before covid hit.

A little about me. I am a US Airline stewardess but you wouldn’t know from your flight with me that I am an addicted exhibitionist. Don’t worry, I still act professional while i’m doing my job, and I don’t do any of this while I’m actually the flight attendant(kinda) . Simply put, I enjoy masturbating/ undressing for men while they watch. It has become my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself – my real life fantasy acted out.

As an exhibitionist, I take advantage of my travels to expose myself while I’m in the city I fly to.

I think men like the idea of a ‘stewardess’ getting naked so my outfit of choice is my actual flight attendant uniform. I feel sexy just wearing it on the airplane attracting men’s extended glances with an extra blouse buttons undone, but so much more so when I’m stripping from it for complete strangers. Hehe, I sometimes don’t wear a bra and it gets cold at times, and I definitely bend over a lot more than I need to at times. Plus I already have it with me on my layovers so I don’t have to think of something else to pack.