My dick was as hard as my high school Physics class the moment I entered your abode. I couldn’t resist the urge to shove my tongue down your throat the instant our eyes met. I reached behind you and took hold of your panties and thick rump. I slid my entire right hand into your undies, and your entire nether region was soaked. We continued to swap saliva as we hurried to your bedroom. I pulled at your undergarment until you were as naked as you were at birth. I pushed you onto your bed and had at you. I lapped up the condensation that I had just previously felt on, and I made a mess of your ass with my tongue. You were a screaming nutcase, and remained in that moment each time my mouth dispatched its arsenal against your genitalia. I manipulated the surface of your clit, too; it was a fat piece of pussy cleavage that I swore I’d please. So, I pulled and tasted at the sensual pleasure harkening to your insane requests. I couldn’t take the torture much longer, though. My rock hard nature spit forth tons of its transparency oil. I mounted you suddenly and out of nowhere in the missionary position. Every thrash and bombardment of my sexual exhibition caused your body to emit pelvic juices of epic proportions. I beat at your pussy like a crazy madman, and your tightness cured my insanity. Before long, your cougar pussy was squirting on my erect black cock. But, your pink, white snatch via your sweet little lips longed to keep at the pumping and thrusting. You licked at my nipples and held on to my hips and ass tightly through the vaginal-fucking expedition. I tried to keep my dick in its lane, but your gripping pussy pulled me from the steering wheel; I lost complete control of myself; I nutted in your throbbing enclosure. It’s not over with yet, though…
Tag: Oral
[M]y [F]irst post- GF and I run into friends on New Year’s, [group] fun follows!
This is a true story, from about 8 years ago. I was dating a fun and hot blonde girl, Melissa, and we had a group of friends that we would hang out with on occasion. A bunch of the group were new to town, and it was mostly females. I was a few years older than all of them, including my girlfriend.
The night started as just a normal New Year’s Night- figure out where to go after dinner. It was just the two of us, and the best answer was to head downtown, where the street would be closed for some midnight fireworks. We started pretty late, and so we had a couple of drinks before midnight. but nothing crazy. It was about 10 minutes before midnight when I spot two of the girls from the group of friends, with a guy. One of the girls was a hot brunette that I’d definitely thought about before, but we really were just friends, named Bri. The other girl (Lori) is average but cute, and the guy turned out to be her brother’s best friend. So I’m paying a little too much attention to the hot brunette Bri, and she’s sad because she has nobody to kiss at midnight. I try to get her to kiss the cop that is standing right near us, but she says it’s a bad idea. So I ask my girlfriend if I can kiss Bri -after- I kiss her. Shockingly, she agrees. So a couple minutes later, the fireworks start, literally. So I kiss my girlfriend, then I kiss Bri. It was pretty smooth and pretty cool with the perfect amount of tongue. After the real fireworks are finished, I suggest we walk to a nearby college bar. Poor Bri, her feet were hurting from standing so long, so I carry her out of the crowd and down the street a bit, until all five of us make it to the bar.
[F]ucking [M]y Friend in a university parking lot
So it’s been a while since I posted my first [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9pcc60/mf_fucking_my_friend_and_breaking_months_of/) , which I never expected to get the attention it did- so I figured I’d post an update. Since that day Dan and I have continued to have some amazing sex. A LOT of it. Tonight was particularly interesting.
It’s midterm season so I was stuck in the library all day studying statistics. I decided to take a break and go and get some coffee at the uni coffee shop when I got a phone call from Dan. “I’m sitting in this empty classroom right now thinking about eating you out” he said in a low growl. I was surrounded by people so all I could say was “that’s interesting”. He continued to say dirty things, telling me how all he could think about was fucking me while I tried to maintain my composure and respond nonchalantly “yes, that’s an interesting proposal, I’ll have to look into it later”. I could feel myself getting aroused as I stood stirring milk into my coffee for far too long. After I hung up and went back to studying, all I could think about was getting fucked. I would try to concentrate on the numbers in front of me, but every once in a while I’d get involuntary shudders up my spine.
The Neighborhood: Part 9 [MF][Mdom][Oral][Mast][Exh][Sex][Swing][MC][SciFi]
**Chapter 16: Fiona and Jim Trade Off**
Another week passed, and Colin was successfully training Natalie to be his fantasy secretary. He’d managed to get her blowing him after just four days, and on the fifth, she went into it without even asking, assuming this was the replacement for handjobs. Each time, he’d asked the same thing, telling her a blowjob would be appreciated, and it took some time to have effect, the same with his daily comment of: “You have an amazing body, Natalie, you shouldn’t hide it so much.” According to the database, the request was working, but her appearance, her style of dress hadn’t really changed. It was something he had to look into.
He talked to his team about their mesh network—they didn’t try to call it anything else—the impedance efforts, all sorts of things that he wanted clarified, really, for his own personal use, but they took it in stride, and while they hadn’t met his first deadline, he still had progress to report at every Thursday afternoon executive meeting. Colin was getting a reputation as a solid manager, an ‘ideas guy’, one who could ‘put things into motion’, and someone who fit well in the culture.
[M]ade my ex cheat
So, I had a fling with this slutty girl in my first year. I was already dating a girl while having this affair with that side chick. It lasted for 3 months but it was hella fun. She had huge titties and used to dress really provocatively. Guys in my hostel used to jerk off to her(even I used to lol).Fast forward to second year. She had started dating one of my classmates and they were really serious about there relationship. Although, 6 months into their relationship, I contacted her and told her how much I liked her and wanted her back. She said that there was no way she was getting back with me after I had treated her like a whore. However, she agreed to meet for the second time on her boyfriend’s flat’s terrace. We spoke for a while and eventually started making out. I started fondling her breasts and biting her nipples. She got crazy after that and straight away grabbed my cock and started stroking it. Then she took it in her warm mouth and started deepthroating it. I hadn’t gotten my dick sucked in months, due to which I came inside her mouth in 10 minutes. She sucked the last drop out of me. My dick had gone limp, but she kept sucking it and making it hard. After 15 minutes of resisting, I gave up and nutted deep inside her throat. I got really cramped up and couldn’t stand properly, because this bitch had locked my dick in her mouth and had locked my thighs. I tried letting go, almost shouting and marginally passing out. She took a bucketful of cum that night with her boyfriend sleeping 2 floors below. Nasty whore made me cum twice in 20 minutes with cum flowing down to her bra. And then she told me that she kissed her boyfriend with her cum stained mouth making our affair hotter. This lasted for 3 months. After 3 oral creampie sessions, we switched to fucking. I used to fuck her bareback every weekend but she made her boyfriend wear condom every time. I always used to nut inside her pussy and she never had a problem taking birth control. And all this while that looser had to cum inside a condom and think his girlfriend was at a friend’s place ‘studying’ while her bitch was draining my balls making me unable to move.
First time giving in to the urge [MM]
After 37 years and 12 months or so of fantasizing, I finally gave in to my desire to put another man’s penis in my mouth and find out what it is like to give a blowjob. Until then I had ZERO contact of anytime with another man. I can’t remember exactly when I made that first step, but it came in the form of answering a posting on r/DirtySnapchat looking for a man who would stroke for someone. I have an exhibitionist streak as is evidenced by my frequent contributions to r/TributeMe but this was obviously different. I’d initially tried answering posts from ‘women’ but it became fairly apparent that I was actually stroking for other men posing. After performing a couple of times for the same person I became feeling drawn to MM porn content, focusing first on ‘straight’ men who let themselves be sucked or stroked by men. My obsession with performing for other men only strengthened and I eventually became so thirsty for it someone finally suggested that I should try MM contact for real.
IT Overpowers Me:
I’ve tried fervently on multiple occasions to keep my sex demons at bay, but fighting my destiny is exhausting. I was put on this planet to put out the fire in a woman’s hiny. My dick and mouth are merciless creatures, and if you’re donned to meet me, you will find that fact out for yourself. Let my dick and mouth map out your erogenous zones. And if you so desire, you can join in and we both can partake of this tasty discovery. These little freaky tales I pen are meant to remind you of my unquenchable appetite for your tasty bottom extremities. So much so: I want you to rub your pussy uncontrollably while my mouth and tongue tackle your dirty little anal opening. I’m willing to dissect that pussy-and-ass anatomy to figure out what makes them tick. A tongue on the right asscheek accompanied by the same tongue to the left asscheek is a sure way to bring you sprouting from your shell. But, what about the tasty halfway point between the outer walls of that slippery asscheek and your black or pink hole of an ass snare: does a tongue to that region provide a host of delight? What about shoving almost the entire length of my pink oral flesh into your little asstrap, is that a thrill to your wanton bottom? There’s a barrage of equations to decipher here in this foray into a naughty, uninhibited underworld. See, when you’re a bottom feeder, there’s no need to rush. One has all the time in the world to scrounge the lake for treats. There’s always an abundance of morsels to pick through for a scoundrel like me. I would tell you never to mind my mouth because he’s only here for the ride, but I’d be lying like hell. My mouth aids in the cunnilingus and assilingus scheme. See, my mouth is the gun; my tongue is the ammunition used to neutralize the target. There’s an art to this pussy-and-ass-devouring thing that just no Joe Blow on the street can master. I’m a black belt in this raunchy shit. Get this mouth, and pamper yourself. It fits your ass like a glove.
Climb through my window [MF]
I was 18 (almost 19) and away at school on my own. For the first time, I had my own room- a dorm room, granted, but it was mine! It was the smallest of small spaces, barely big enough for a dresser, a desk, and my bed- but I loved it. On the ground floor, but high enough that I didn’t have to worry about anyone getting in through the window, or so I thought.
I’d been seeing Jay for a few weeks- nothing serious, he was a either a junior or a senior in one of my English classes. He usually wore flannel shirts, tight jeans, and a wallet chain, which may have well been kryptonite to my panties. He was taller than me, thin build but muscle-y in that way only students can be (so much time in the gym!), brown eyes. Shaggy hair, in that early 2000’s fashionably weird way. We’d hung out a few times, to “study”, and he was a good kisser, though we’d barely gotten to second base.
It was late on a Tuesday night, and I was coming back from a shower when I heard a sound at my window. A little sound, like a tap. Maybe a branch, or the wind? Nope, there it was again. Tap. Then another, tap.
EX-SEX PT. 2: OUR GREATEST HITS [MF] [oral] [anal] [squirt] [mast] [facial] [swallow]
“I miss the taste of your cum,” she said. “Come over.”
I looked at the text. Was this a mistake? Fucking my ex? On the other hand, I did miss her thick body, her curves, her large breasts and incredible ass. Her thick thighs, small waist. I missed her bush and wondered if she’d kept it, even after we broke up, or if she reverted back to waxing.
Surely, she’d been sleeping around. We’d been broken up long enough.
“Right now?” I texted back. I could feel my cock getting hard.
“Right now,” she responded instantly.
I grabbed my stuff, including my condoms, and hurried out of my apartment. I drove into our old neighborhood, parked on the old street where I’d parked for so many years and looked up to the apartment. By this point, my mind was racing. How would she look? Had she made any chances to her appearance? Haircut? Change of hair color? Any new tattoos? I looked up to her apartment. The bedroom light was on. I took a deep breath and opened the front door to her building and punched in the security code. The door buzzed and I entered.
My [M] First Filthy Night of Femdom
This all happened last night and I’m still laying in bed, thumbs shaking as I type, unable to believe what just went down (that’s a delayed pun).
A bit about me for starters. I’m in my early 40s, attractive, fit, muscles, tattoos, and a PhD. Since puberty, I’ve been obsessed with femdom. Not so much the pain side of things, but the idea of being objectified and used like a toy. For me, a sexually liberated woman is the greatest aphrodisiac in the world. This is a confusing realization for any natural cuckold; it’s hard to understand at first why a cheating girlfriend drives you into a sexual frenzy.
Until last night, however, these fantasies remained locked inside my imagination. I brought it up with girlfriends in the past, but never had any takers so I remained frustratingly vanilla. Fast forward to last week, recently separated from an almost decade long dead bedroom situation. I had resisted the siren song of Tinder for a few months, but hormones finally took over and I made the plunge. I probably shouldn’t have waited so long.