Tag: Oral

All night long [MF]

Emily was a dirty whore.

And I don’t mean that in the “I was drunk, and she left me at the bar” kind of dirty whore. Nor in the “Oh you like that, you slut, you dirty whore” kind of dirty whore. I mean she turned tricks for money, and she wasn’t the kind of person one would call clean. A dirty whore. Literally.

But she happened to be one of the few people I’ve ever met whose libido matched mine.

This story starts late on a Wednesday night. I was bored, horny and at home. And being that it was nearing midnight, things were winding down for me so I could get some sleep before the next day. I was wasting time on my computer, surfing around, and looking at porn when I got an email.

EvilOrchid has sent you a message

I had sent her a message on a random dating site a few hours earlier. She looked really cute from her pictures. Spikey black hair cut short, cool tattoos and piercings, and a devilish grin. She liked my message/profile, and was wondering what I was up to. Obviously, I thought this girl was cute, but it was late, and was I really interested in having a first date with her? Of course I was. Read more »

The Slutmaker 3: Mandy’s Day [Inc] [Mdom] [buk]

(The third chapter in the story. Previous chapters are in my post history. Still not sure how to link those without having the post banned. Suggestions welcome.)

 

Mandy waits on her knees in the dirty toilet stall, impatiently waiting for the first cock. The ride over had been torture, her pussy had literally soaked through her shorts onto the bike seat, images of her brothers fat tool flashing through her mind. She fumbles with her shorts, desperate to get access to her hungry little crevice, knowing she will spend the next few hours furiously finger fucking herself silly while she sucks a parade of cocks. She smiles in the dim light as she hears the bathroom door creak open and hears the excited mutters of men. Even though she has done this dozens of times, she still has butterflies in her stomach, but she knows that soon enough she will drown those butterflies with the rich, creamy cum of strangers. She bounces up and down with excitement like a kid at Christmas as her small hand slips down the front of her shorts, almost instantly finding her throbbing clit, moaning softly as she hears the first man enter the stall next to her. The crisp sharp sound of a zip coming down is music to her ears, she has developed a pavlovian response to this sound, her body shudders with anticipation, and a second later a long, glistening black cock slowly emerges from the hole. Mandy whispers the words “*Oh fuck yes*” to herself under her breath before she dives forward, every molecule in her body has been craving this. Read more »

The Slutmaker 3: Mandy’s Day [Inc] [Mdom] [buk]

(The third chapter in the story. Previous chapters are in my post history. Still not sure how to link those without having the post banned. Suggestions welcome.)

 

Mandy waits on her knees in the dirty toilet stall, impatiently waiting for the first cock. The ride over had been torture, her pussy had literally soaked through her shorts onto the bike seat, images of her brothers fat tool flashing through her mind. She fumbles with her shorts, desperate to get access to her hungry little crevice, knowing she will spend the next few hours furiously finger fucking herself silly while she sucks a parade of cocks. She smiles in the dim light as she hears the bathroom door creak open and hears the excited mutters of men. Even though she has done this dozens of times, she still has butterflies in her stomach, but she knows that soon enough she will drown those butterflies with the rich, creamy cum of strangers. She bounces up and down with excitement like a kid at Christmas as her small hand slips down the front of her shorts, almost instantly finding her throbbing clit, moaning softly as she hears the first man enter the stall next to her. The crisp sharp sound of a zip coming down is music to her ears, she has developed a pavlovian response to this sound, her body shudders with anticipation, and a second later a long, glistening black cock slowly emerges from the hole. Mandy whispers the words “Oh fuck yes” to herself under her breath before she dives forward, every molecule in her body has been craving this. Read more »

My son’s girlfriend [M] [f] [anal] [mast] [oral] [cheat] [creampie]

I’ve been divorced for two years. My son, 21, recently graduated from college and moved home temporarily with me until he landed a job. In the mean time, though, he’s always bringing home women. He doesn’t have a hard time.

His newest fling is a 19 year old red head named Sam. She flaunts her tight body around the house, especially in the morning, when she comes downstairs in her see through tank top and booty shorts.

My son sees me. I can’t keep my eyes off of her. She’s irresistibly sexy.

“Dad,” my son said as we sat around the table. I got a job in Chicago. Remember the one I was interviewing for? They called last night to make me an offer and I accepted.”

I slapped the table and reached across to give him a handshake.

“That’s fucking great! I’ll be sad to see you go, though.”

Sam waited for the coffee to brew. She didn’t seem to mind. They weren’t in a relationship, anyway. She was just a fling.

“Anyway, I’m gonna go for a run. I’ll be back in an hour. Sam, you good?” Read more »

Losing my virginity to a squirter [MF]

Sorry this is kind of long, with a lot of background. The actual sex part is denoted by the line. Hope you enjoy!

When I went to college, it was the first time in my life where I met and hung out with girls on a regular basis. It’s not like I didn’t know girls in high school, just at that point in my life me and my buddies were more interested in smoking pot and playing video games and ping pong in our parent’s basements. So fast forward to freshman year, I am living in a coed dorm, and am surrounded by girls! Now don’t get me wrong, I was/am no lady killer, but I it was a pleasant change having pretty girls around to hang out with other than just seeing in classes. Read more »

My first time having [MFF] fun!

I’ve written in Slutty Confessions previously about a crazy hook up I had at an after party, and figured I’d share to Gone Wild Stories as well. I’m here to share the story of my first threesome since it’s MFF, and there don’t seem to be a lot of those around here.

Fucking women is my absolute favorite thing, and when my boyfriend found out about my little fun at the party, he was delighted and this only furthered us wanting to have a threesome so he could see me in action and I could watch him fuck another girl.

They call it unicorn hunting for a reason, and it took us about a year before an opportunity came up. An acquaintance of mine was going through a break up and looking for people to hang out with and take her mind off things. She also loved to smoke, so she came over a few times and would smoke us out while we watched shit on YouTube. She had mentioned before she felt she was bi, but had never been with a girl before. I always flirted back letting her know I could help her out with that and I felt like it could actually happen. Read more »

A Brutal Face Fuck [mf] [oral] [squirt] [piss] [gag] [cum] [mast]

Emma, 22, was on the sofa, right hand down her pants, cell phone in her left hand, when Rick walked in. He stopped and stared for a second.

“What?” She asked.

“Watcha’ doing?”

“Getting off and looking at Insta,” she said as she rubbed her clit harder, her panties shoved to the side.

“Huh,” he said as he walked over. She was looking at photos of girls in bikinis—her new thing. He nodded in approval as she brought herself to orgasm, groaning louder and louder until she came.

Rick grabbed her and swung her legs up against the back of the sofa. She shrieked with joy as he undid his pants. Her head hung off the back of the sofa and she already knew what to anticipate. She opened her mouth and he leaned in, pressing his hard cock down her throat.

Her eyes grew wide. Rick had a big dick—not huge—just the perfect size for a struggle. After her throat warmed up, she was always able to deep throat him with ease. But tonight, he was playing by a different set of rules.

Warming up was for punks. Tonight, she was gonna get sloppy. Read more »

The Categorical Imperative of a Short Plaid Skirt [mf, oral]

I met Victoria on the other side of a 4 month descent into despair.

You’ve probably figured it out by now, but I’m not like most guys. I can be rough and manipulative, but my strongest sexual attraction comes from my heart. I fall in love quickly and deeply. Google “limerence.” That’s me–I get incredibly high from being in love. It’s an all-encompassing desire to posses, to become one with another. Idealization makes the marginally attractive worthy of obsession. And that’s when I want to fuck.

At the time of this story, I was 18 and did not have this kind of detached self-assessment. I only saw potential partner after partner fall away as I was mystified by rejection from the college girls who were not looking for anything approaching my intensity. And who can blame them? From far away, that kind of attention must look curious. Up close, like sunlight focused through a magnifying glass, it burns.

By the time second semester rolled around, I had reached an uneasy peace with myself. I gained something near closure with the former object of my affection after months of silence and started to pull myself out of the deep depression that the sudden end of that relationship launched. Read more »

Laundry Room Affair [MF] [oral] [mast] [anal] [cum]

Paul and Becky had been married for four years. Together a total of six years. He was never certain about her, but is anyone ever REALLY certain? So, he went for it. Big mistake. Year four with her, he knew he was in trouble.

She was lazy. Unhelpful. Selfish. Boring. He wanted to do things, travel, try new restaurants. She wanted to sit on the sofa and watch reality TV shows, order a pizza.

And when it came to sex, if it happened at all, she would just lay there. Typical.

Every Thursday, he rounded up the laundry and headed into the scorching hot basement, where he’d do his and her wash. She’d remind him, as the door was closing, not to dry her bras.

Well, there he was in the laundry room, Thursday. 9pm. And a woman walked in. A gorgeous, stunning brunette. She had to be a yoga instructor. She was bubbly and cute and he was instantly attracted to her.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey,” she mumbled as she tossed in two loads. She had a wedding ring on her finger, too.

“No help from the husband?” Read more »

Misunderstanding and fulfillment: Sex eventually gone right [f][m][f][m][group]

On Tuesday we went out with a charming, attractive, and hilarious couple from Europe, but walking in we had modest expectations. Our most common reaction to dates is: “That was okay. They are okay.” Few dates are outright dreadful but few are transcendent.

On this date, though, we all warmed up to each other quickly, with talk about backgrounds, jobs, life experiences, and of course mutual interests. Adam and Tricia were full of stories about the many countries in which they’d lived, as well as a few of [the Killing Kittens parties](https://medium.com/@testing78378_Seattle255/about-killing-kittens-sex-parties-dcf7e3fab05c) they’d attended. I think they’ve had other adventures, some at surprisingly early ages.

Many of the specifics of the conversation have faded from memory, but the warm glow of what seemed to be mutual admiration remains. We bounced from the first bar, which was too noisy for C, to a much quieter bar where we could speak and flirt more easily. There, I was thinking about what might conceivably happen next. Read more »