Pool Party [inc, nc, oral, futa, mast, huml, exh, blkmail]

**If you can’t tell by the title, this story has a little bit of everything. What it lacks is brevity. Still, if you stick around through the more dense descriptions, it gets more worthwhile throughout.**

Katie wasn’t your average high school student. She smart, kind, outgoing, and everyone knew she was tied with her sister Karen for prettiest girl in school. She had blonde hair and green eyes, a thin waist but curvy hips and perky, perfectly sized breasts, and with her long legs you could never tell she was only 5’6” unless you got close. Her parents were absolutely loaded, living in what was practically a mansion, one with a large pool and patio area, complete with ridiculous palm trees and a freestanding patio bar. They bought Katie just the car she wanted on her sixteenth birthday, the one she was still driving two years later. She had straight A’s and was president of two clubs, and just this morning an acceptance letter from her dream school came in the mail. That’s right, Katie had it all. In fact, maybe she had a little too much.

[MF] Fucking my mentor MILF

After that oral session with Neha, I was pumped up and excited about further possibilities at the next meetup. I spent the week until the next meetup thinking about it. Except for our interaction at the meetup, we did not maintain any contact whatsoever so that added to some angst for me. Many scenarios ran through my head. Was she a dissatisfied housewife? She seemed like she was not getting any action at home. That’s for sure. Did she she fool around with me for fun or some kind of release? Though it wouldn’t matter to me as long as I was getting some, I couldn’t help but think.

The week went by and I was waiting eagerly for Wednesday, the day of the meetup. I usually took a bus to the meetup though I had a car. I kind of liked taking a bus now and then and also I had a card from employer that guaranteed free rides. So, on wednesday I took the bus to the meetup. She arrived before me and was sitting on the desk that was assigned to us. She was in her usual blouse, jeans and flat sandals. She had her long hair tucked behind her ears and was filling some form up. As I approached her and put my book on the desk, that’s when she got distracted and looked at me. She gave her usual radiant smile. I winked at her. I was taking things casual with her for some time.

[MF] Sarah is Reminded of the Rules

You can read the stories in this series in the following order: [1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6q21ob/mf_sarah_had_never_been_treated_properly/) , [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6qgbya/mf_sarah_stays_the_night/) , and [3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6rr5g7/mf_sarah_shows_off_her_baking_skills/).

After our first weekend together Sarah and I developed a close relationship that did slow down physically. It was difficult as we only saw each other on the weekends, but not constantly trying something new allowed us to be comfortable. She had an oral fixation and obsession with “keeping my balls empty”. Sarah insisted on making me cum when she first arrived on Friday nights, and always wanted it on her face. There was almost a paranoia about it. If my load was too small, then something might be wrong.Her obsession continued over the course of every weekend. A blowjob on the way home from every date was non-negotiable. When we would cuddle on the couch and watch Netflix she would lick the spot right behind my balls or suck them softly. I didn’t sleep much those weekends. At least once each night I’d wake up to her licking my soft cock until it was erect and her whispering “I want to make sure you’re empty”. Sarah insisted that the last thing we did before she left was for me to cum in her mouth, without any ejaculation. The impact of her first boyfriend cheating on her was still quite apparent.

Locked Boardroom (MF, oral, couples friendly, incomplete)

first post here, sorry for the incomplete — if anyone is interested reading more, let me know and I’ll post when finished. Thanks for taking the time to check it out.

This is an ongoing story between my fiancee and myself, each completing a few paragraphs and sending it to the other to continue…

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I remember standing there, watching you talk to me. I was staring in to your eyes, but it wasn’t your words that held my attention. It was your eyes, always your eyes, that held me. I was locked in when I took a step forward and slipped my arms around your waist. You stopped talking, looking curiously up at me. I swung the boardroom door closed and bent my head to you, kissing you gently on the mouth. You paused, surprised, then returned the kiss gently. I moved against you, hands encircling you, my lips more insistent now. My hand slid up from the small of your back, across your shoulders and neck and through your hair, pulling your head closer to me. My mouth quickening on yours as my passion swelled.

[MF] At 19, I lose my virginity to my experienced 23 yo gf in the best way possible.

I didn’t do anything physical or sexual until I was 19. My first girlfriend, we’ll call Jay, changed all that for me, we waited 11 months to have sex, however, and it was probably the most memorable way I could hope to do it.

I met Jay on Myspace, of all places, looking up tall girls, which I have a thing for, that were single. Jay looked like she was a good cook, knew how to put herself together and had some exotic attributes, Latin and maybe some Native American, if I remember correctly. I’ve described her before as looking like Morticia from Addams Family, who is beyond sexy, just soft around the edges, with long, dark hair, big brown eyes, strong facial features, and a nice hourglass figure with a broad hips and DD tits. She was also very sexually experienced. Myself, I’m an athletic enough blonde haired, green eyed guy, pretty traditionally handsome with a 7 in cock and 7 in girth. We exchanged some messages, arranged a date, and things picked up quickly. By our third date I got head from her, which was amazing, and we spent the next 11 months dating and swapping enthusiastic oral and everything else besides full penetration. I was religious at the time, so I thought I’d be struck by lightning as soon as I fucked haha. I finally decided one night to take the plunge.

Stairwell slut [FM][pub][oral][medium]

Stairwells are one of my go-to places for slutty, desperate quickies and I always feel so dirty when I do it in one. This is a recent story about spur of the moment things good girlfriends do for their horny men.

I had finished work and was going to buy groceries and the cat a new hair brush before I headed home, so I shot over a text to the boyfriend asking if he needed anything, as I would be passing his workplace during my errands.

“do u need anything hun”
“Besides a blowjob? Umm dont think so”

We had been staying up late the night prior sending each other sexy selfies so I got him a coffee before I headed over.

The IT Guy Who Services Pussy [mF][pros.][oral]

I pulled up in front of the modest two story stucco home in an arid suburb south of Scottsdale’s city core and rechecked the given address before putting the car in park. Dressed inconspicuously in my Geek Squad type uniform of a navy blue polo shirt, khakis, and topsiders, and with my IT service bag in hand, I stepped out of my car into the blazing Arizona heat. I walked up a meandering pathway through a rock and cactus garden to the front door and rang the doorbell. I’ve never met Mrs. Pelley. Lord, I hope she’s fuckable.

The lock snapped open and a woman of average height who looked to be in her early 40’s opened the door. She had caramel brown hair with honey blonde highlights that framed her heart shaped face. Sultry green eyes, a pouty lower lip, dressed in a white tank top, pink sweat pants and bejeweled flip flops; yeah she was fuckable. She was curvy but toned with big boobs and a Botoxed face. Most of my clients have the same attributes as though having a Botox is a requirement to be a member of the same country club as their friend and my pimp, Suzanne Murphy.

The stairwell slut [FM][pub][oral][medium]

Stairwells are one of my go-to places for slutty, desperate quickies and I always feel so dirty when I do it in one. This is a recent story about spur of the moment things good girlfriends do for their horny men.

I had finished work and was going to buy groceries and the cat a new hair brush before I headed home, so I shot over a text to the boyfriend asking if he needed anything, as I would be passing his workplace during my errands.

“do u need anything hun”
“Besides a blowjob? Umm dont think so”

We had been staying up late the night prior sending each other sexy selfies so I got him a coffee before I headed over.

After the Gangbang [MF][cuckold][oral][anal][bdsm] (x-post /r/sexstories)

Being married to a wonderful man with a small dick had me craving a gangbang. My husband said I could have one, so we became members of a sex club where he watched me be ravaged by five men. After the gang bang, he scooped my sweaty, cum soaked body off of the bed and carried me to our bedroom upstairs as this sex club resort. He laid me on the bed and stepped into the bathroom to run me a bath. I laid there, closing and opening my eyes in absolute exhaustion. My pussy felt like the Holland Tunnel, heavily used with the tire tread marks to prove it. I heard the water drip to a halt. I opened my eyes to see the bathroom lights dim. Sam returned. He removed the cum soaked mask from my face and tossed it aside before picking me up. He carried me to the tub of my favorite bubble bath and gently lowered me into the bubbly warm water which soothed my battered muscles. It was so soothing and I laid there soaking. I was so weak, I thought I’d slip under the water. I could feel the slime detach the tender flesh between my legs and float away.

[FM] Losing my virginity

As requested, here is the story of how I lost my virginity. This happened with Steven, whom I’ve mentioned in a couple of my previous stories. I was 21, so I was a bit of a late bloomer, and he was 23. He had slept with a few girls in the past, but he was very sweet and respectful, and I never felt pressured to go any further than I was ready to go.

Steven and I officially became a couple toward the end of December. We had fun for the first few weeks, just making out, exploring each other’s bodies, but never went further than oral. Toward the end of January, I finally felt like I was ready to take the next step. I trusted him, and had already come to care quite a bit for him. I felt confident that he felt the same way. He’d actually gotten tipsy one night and almost told me he loved me, which I thought was adorable, though I was glad he didn’t actually say it just yet. I had come to find that Steven was very in touch with his emotions, way more than I was. He was so demonstrative with his feelings, whereas I have always been a bit more reserved. To be honest, it was a little overwhelming at first; I’d never known someone who let their emotions flow from them so easily, and without shame. It took a little getting used to, but I found it refreshing, in the end.