Ass-eating Is So Fulfilling

So, last night Janet and I went to bed a little early. I don't know if she knew it at the time, but it was my intention to start a ruckus with her. As soon as we got under the covers, I asked her if she wanted to see how she was doing on Reddit. She was very interested, and we spent some time going over what pictures I've posted of her naked body and juicy parts. She liked reading the comments we received, and we both get a thrill from looking at the Imgur stats for how many times each picture has been viewed. A hot picture of her in her collar from one of our BDSM sessions has somewhere in the neighborhood of 22,000 views, and we could both feel ourselves getting a little squirmy thinking about all the people who've seen my wife's breasts standing proud and full while she kneels, wearing a collar, showing her total subjugation to me.

Next, we switched over to a video porn site to see what sort of video we could watch together. We like to look at naked women being fondled and fucked. She found a good one of an older woman teasing and seducing a younger woman into some lesbian antics.

Ginger craziness – Pt. 2

I went back down and ate her out some more. Felt so amazing – perfectly smooth on my tongue and tasted delicious. Coming up occasionally to whisper dirty things in her ear or kiss her. What I learned was that she would not really make any loud sounds or say anything outloud…But when I would go up to her she would say crazy things in my ear. This girl was desperate for pleasure but she was just so shy she only wanted me to know. This really turned me on…It was like I had discovered a secret way get to down inside of her brain, that I could unlock if I went up and let her whisper in my ear. Like I was her only way to get it out and she was telling me stuff NOBODY would have had a clue about before. She would be just laying there squirming while I was eating her out and be getting really close and I would go up and she would whisper 'I cant control my legs' or when I kiss her she would say 'yummy'…so hot. After we had been doing that for a while and had gotten tired I came back up and made out with her some more. Felt so amazing with this girl wrapping her legs around me and eating herself off my lips. She whispered, 'my turn.' and kinda of play pushed me down flat. I still had my jeans on somehow at this point…She took them off me and just stared at me for a while, running her hands all over. Then she comes up and plays my game and whispers 'I'm about to suck every. last. drop. of cum out of your cock.' She went back down, put her hands on my legs and wrapped her lips around my head, then put her tongue pressure on and went down. I felt her throat. I'm pretty sure that's the best feeling I'm ever gonna get, ever. She goes at it for a while. I lasted a moderate amount of time and then told her I was gonna cum. She grabs me and slowly teases me until I pop. She angled me so I came on my torso. She slowly felt me up and what not while I was still in my bliss. Then after I was just about recovered she comes up, pulls her hair back, locks eyes with me, does not break eye contact, and proceeds to lick up my cum. The whole time I decided to tell her how filthy and good she was. She loved it. After that hotness was over she came up grabbed my hair softly and madeout with me really slow and relaxed for a good 10 minutes…Kissing neck, chest, etc…I mean, this girl took care of me SO GOOD. She knew what to do.

[MFF] my gonemild threesome experience

I'm 33M and I've been with my girlfriend (32F) for over 4 years. We're both professional academic types but I think most of our friends would be shocked to find out about our sexual life. We usually go more than once a day, and we like to experiment. Both of us have been told by previous lovers that we were built for porn, both in regards to our physical attributes as well as sexual abilities. Over the course of our sexual relationship she's been very open about the fact she has little to no interest in any kind of experience with another woman. I'm fine with that, it's always been the sort of thing that I find fun to think about but wouldn't want to pursue if there was any chance of creating jealousy or insecurity with my life partner. Jump to: three weeks ago. My girlfriend's best friend from childhood is in town for her job, and decided to stick around for the weekend. We invite her over for dinner, and her and I hit it off immediately. She's a petite, blonde cheerleader type with a bubbly personality and a great sense of humor; her and I hit it off immediately. The wine was flowing, and after dinner the three if us decided to go out and show her the town. We drank more, laughed more, had one of the best nights in recent memory. My girlfriend was so excited to catch up with her BFF and she was so excited that the two of us were such fast friends. We talked until the bar closed, then took a cab home, all three of us drunk to the point of giddiness. I was exhausted when we got home and immediately brushed my teeth and got in bed. I laid there for a half an hour before I got curious what my girlfriend was up to. I stumbled down the hall and saw the two of them in the guest bedroom, curled up talking on a pillow like teenagers at a slumber party. My immediate reaction was to play the part of the bratty little brother at the slumber party, I ran in and jumped on the bed shouting and harassing them, trying to start a pillow fight. I was too drunk to realize that my "pajamas" were slightly inappropriate for this: a pair of snug boxer briefs that showcased my generously larger than average endowment. Luckily the girls were too drunk to do anything but laugh at it, and we kept laughing and play fighting. They kept insisting I needed to get out and leave them alone and I kept complaining that I wouldn't let my girlfriend be stolen from me, which led to me making very overzealous attempts at showing affection, kissing and grabbing and more playfighting. Eventually her best friend teased that now she was getting jealous, and I told her to cuddle up too. Spooned on both sides, my hands caressed both of their bodies playfully while I kissed my girlfriend's neck and shoulders. She rolled over and kissed me, and watched as my hand traced along her best friend's smooth thighs and across her hip bone. Eventually they were both doing sleepy, second base making out with me, touching through clothes and giggling. Her friend had smaller breasts with bigger, puffy areolas. They both rubbed my cock through the fabric of my underwear and laughed at how big it got trying to push it's way out if my tight briefs. We all three passed out laying there, the two of them with hands on my bulge, my hands each playfully tucked down the front of their panties, just running my fingertips through their pubic hair. I was the first to wake up in the morning, hung over and worried about the awkward reaction to the morning after. I went to the kitchen and started breakfast. My girlfriend stumbled in and poured a cup of coffee. "What was that last night?" She squeezed my ass. "You were acting crazy!" I played dumb and said I don't remember much of last night. Her friend walked in a few minutes later, came up behind my girlfriend and gave her a big hug and stole a strawberry from her plate. Then she walked to the stove and wrapped her arms around my waist and gave me a squeeze and a peck on the cheek. We spent the afternoon sightseeing, both of them acting like I was their boyfriend. No jealousy, no hint of bisexual curiosity, just two beautiful women who are best friends sharing a guy. It was amazing. We cuddled on the couch and watched a movie, and we shared a long intimate three way hug when she left the next morning. I never would have fantasized about this kind of threesome before, but now I'm seriously considering becoming a mormon. Haha

[M]y [f]irst post. New here and ready to share.

This is my first post so it may be a bit sloppy. I’m 23 years old, around 6 feet tall and 205 pounds, athletic figure. I have dark brown hair and the same color eyes. Kind of a hairy dude, but so far haven’t heard any complaints about it. I started identifying myself as a bit of a sex addict when I was in my second year of college (We start college at 18 in Canada), after a string of romantic involvements that just didn’t lead anywhere. I got bored, as awful as it sounds, with each of the women I decided to be with. I was brought up in a rather agnostic household. It’s my dad’s second marriage and my mother had me and my sister before they were married. I was always an introverted kid, and spent a lot of time by myself, and found myself being curious about women from an early age. As I grew older, I began to become more and more comfortable with my sexuality. I jerked off maybe 3 times a day on average, and after losing my virginity I pretty much was off the leash. Now that I’ve accepted that I cannot be with any one person, my sex life has expanded immensely. I have a couple stories I feel like sharing, and the community on this board seems to be very welcoming to that, so I thought it best to post my experiences here. Hope you enjoy!

How Big Are You? [MF, exh, oral]

“Are you hard?” Wendy asked, sitting between my legs, both of us sitting on her dorm room bed.

I froze, my hands still holding her shoulders. Her plump ass was against my crotch, my erection pressing eagerly against her backside. Would she believe I was just holding onto a roll of quarters? “Oh, uh, sorry about that.” I pulled myself back slightly, but she followed, keeping her body pressed against mine.

“Oh, it’s okay. I don’t mind. It’s kind of flattering,” she admitted, wiggling her butt, briefly grinding it against me.

I raised my eyebrows. That wasn’t the response I had expected… What should I say? What could I say? I elected to keep quiet and continued to massage her shoulders. A moan escaped her lips as she fell against my chest. Her hands rested on my upper thighs. She slowly began to graze her fingernails up and down, her hand coming within inches of the bulge in my jeans. I slid forward, hoping that she would come into contact with it.

“That feels good,” I said, stifling my own moan. Her shirt was thin. I could feel the contours of her body through the fabric, the unique geography of her body, the artistry of her form. “Have you started that Judge Dee book yet? What do you think of it?”

Mixing pleasure and business [m/m]

This is the sequel to http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1zclih/mixing_business_and_pleasure_mm/

tl;dr – I met someone at a business conference in another state and we found out that we were both curious about other guys, so we blew each other in my hotel room (as one does, I suppose).

After we both came into each other's mouths that night, we didn't end up doing anything else (yes I know I hinted at it at the end of the first story), as we were both quite spent and I had to leave the next morning on an early flight. We parted with a nice long kiss and made a promise to catch up again when I was back in town. This was six months ago.

As it so happened, work sent me back for another conference, but this time my one night stand (let's call him Jacob) wasn't required to attend this time. We exchanged numbers after our encounter last time, and so the week before I sent him a text to let him know I would be back. The reply was quick from Jacob – he still thought about that night, thanks to my 'amazing cock-sucking skills' (yay!), and that he would meet me after the conference to have 'dinner and more ;)'

Risky sex with the Japanese student teacher

Skip ahead to SEXY TIMES if so inclined.

Midori

When I was in my 20s, I moved to Japan to work as an English teacher in the north. I worked in many different settings but spent most of my time in a sort of community college. Every year at our school, we would hire 6 college education majors in their senior year for some hands-on experience. They worked with us for a year at a time, learning English and American-style education while assisting us with our duties.

The Japanese academic year starts in April and essentially goes year-round. In July and August of every year, a new set of Japanese recruits would rotate through our school for one week at a time as part of the interviewing process to start working at our school the next spring. Some of the applicants were older, more experienced teachers, but most of them were juniors and seniors in college.

Me and a dude in college

I had been at this party all night, trying to get some alone time with this girl I worked with who I had been crushing on forever. She was a server and I was a dishwasher, and she'd come back and drop off dishes and smile at me and joke around all the time. Fuck man, I liked her so much. I'd go home all wet from washing dishes and peel off my clothes and jerk off immediately. Sometimes watching in the mirror, looking at my 7" cock from all angles, wondering if she'd like it. Suck it and lick it slowly – as I had imagined so many times. But tonight I just wasn't getting any time with her. Her dumbass boyfrind was in town and she was all over him. So I decided to walk across campus and get my car and go home to jerk off yet again. I got to the middle of the quad and its midnight or so, and I pass this guy and we say the normal "whats up" or whatever as we pass. But we both slow down and – albeit complete strangers – kinda start talking. I tell him i had just been at a party and was headed home. He said yeah he had been hanging out and was going over to see some other friends. It was weird, two total strangers in the middle of the night start talking and seeing whats up. Admittedly, I was really horny and had always been a little bicurious but had never acted on it. Whenever I would have times where I thought about it, it just never seemed to happen. I mean, I have always been pretty good with girls and gotten laid a lot, and certainly watched a lot of porn, and sometimes went to the peep booths at the porn shop. They had "buddy booths" where you could see into the other cube and watch a guy jerk off, but that was the extent of my experience. This was the early 1990's, and the internet hadn't taken off yet. But something told me this guy was the same, it was just 'in the air' that night in that conversation. In the body language, or at least I thought. So I say let's hang out and we start walking together. We go down and get my car and get in, and for the first time I can see what he looks like. Hes thin and looks like a regular college kid. Baseball cap, tshirt, jeans. not a bad looking guy, but I mean I had never considered judging men's looks. We drive over to where he said his friends were, and the apartment is dark and no one answers. Apparently they had gone out. He said he lived nearby and had some beer, so we went to his apartment. I was already a little buzzed from the other party, so I was relaxed and not anxious about hanging with this dude whom I barely knew. He threw me a beer and we sat down at the kitchen table. I started telling him about the girl and how bad I wanted to fuck her and her boyfreind being at the party. He said he was horny too and struck out as well. We drant he beers and talked about getting pussy and told a few stories about our sexual conquests. All it did was make me hornier. I told him about how I would have to go home and jerk off over this chick, and then we got into telling jerk off stories. Porn, lube vs non-lube, everything. Kind of a weird conversation to have with someone you just meet. There was a bit of a lull in the conversation at one point after that, and I started thinking about pushing the idea of jerking off together a little bit. I wanted to get off, and I kinda wanted to see him get off too. I ddn't have the courage to say anything and was struggling to find the right words. Then he comes out and asks if I wanna watch some porn. I say hell yeah, and he hops up goes into the dark den and puts in a VHS porn, and I sorta follow him in. It standard fare for the early 90's – two hot sluts and a dude with a huge dick taking turns on them. He sits back one one side of the sofa and sit on the other end. The lights are off except for the light of the TV screen shining into the room. We sit quietly and watch and make a few remarks, but I am fixed on the screen watching the action. My cock is raging hard and i can tell the precum spot in my pants is growing. Fuck was I horny. I knew he was too, and shit – this was his idea. I finally get the nerve to do something. I lean forward and put my beer on the table and then lean back, and put my hand on my dick outside my pants and squeeze it and say 'holy shit this is good' or something like that. He agrees and we continue to watch. Im dying to look over at him, and I am straining to see through my peripheral if he does anything. He finally leans up and basically mimics what I did – he puts his beer on the table and leans back and right on cue, grabs his dick outside his jeans. Whew. So this goes on for a few minutes and I raise the ante, and start moving my hand in a grinding motion against my aching boner. He follows suit. My heart races. Shit, this might just happen, be careful what you wish for asshole. What is my next move? I unbutton the top button on my jeans and slide my hand down my pants and my fingers around my shaft. It is hot and hard, and the precum has made a large wet spot in my boxers. I decide if he freaks I will blame it on the beer and porn, and just say 'shit man I forgot I wasn't alone haha' or something lame like that. He doesnt do anything, though. No copycat move. I'm thinking fuck Ive gone too far. So I turn my head and look at him. He doesn't move for a minute, his hand gripping his dick. I can see the outline and he is hard as fuck. Then he turns and looks at me and we make eye contact. I feel a flash in my chest and my heart skips. I make a shrugging motion like "fuck it, I have my hand down my pants" and he kinda smiles and stares down toward my crotch – still squeezing his dick. I take this as an invitation to put on a show. I unzip my jeans and pul them down slowly, and he keeps staring and squeezing. I pull them down mid-thigh and pull down my boxers revealing my cock. I grip it and hold it straight up and slowlt resume jerking. I look away from him and back at the porno. In my peripheral I see him do the same. I let him get his down and I look over. His dick is about the same size as mine, a little thicker. Now I am in fairly uncharted territory. I had only jerked off with other males when I was growing up, out in the woods with Playboys, comparing pube growth and all that. This was two grown men in a private residence. We were both sexually experienced. Im thinking we can just jerk off together and then when we cum thats that, problem solved, Ill get up and go home. We are both alternately looking at each other's faces and dicks. The porno is going in the background and the moans and dirty talk heightens the mood. I decide to push this thing and see whats up, im about to jizz everywhere anyway. If we are going to do anything, it needs to be now. I reach down and take my shoes off and stand up and take my pants off completely, and face him. He does the same and we are standing in the room facing each other by the light of the TV. We are both trying to see the other one's dick and we move closer and closer. Im staring at this guys dick and I fucking want it. I move my cock head closer and gesture to him to touch it with his. He does. When they touch I can feel a pulse run through my whole body like electricity. Finally touching. We rub the wet and swollen cock heads together , slippery with precum and tight as drums – engorged with blood. God it feels good, and my inhibitions are gone. None. I reach down and take hold of his cock and he does the same. I feeling it frantically at first, then more sensually. His balls, under his balls. I put my other hand on his ass and we press our bodies together and grind our crotches against each other. We take off our shirts and our hands are roaming all over each other. This is a dude. This is so gay, but its all I want to be doing at that moment. WE back up and concentrate on each others cocks. I want to suck this dudes dick. I kneel down and put hte head to my lips and look up at him. He is just staring at me. I am stroking my dick and I lick all over his shaft, his balls. Its fucking awesome and I am so horny Im about to cum. I take his dick into my mouth and suck. I try not to drag my teeth on it, and I lick and suck it for a moment or two. I can taste so much precum. I stand up and we switch. We are sucking cock back and forth. I want to cum, so I say "man Im going to cum" and he jumps up and pumps his dick and says "same time" and we blast loads on each others stomachs and dicks. Im cumming so hard and so much, just unreal. Unreal.

Staying Out [MM][Anal]

Click on my name for the previous stories in this series Feeling His Way Through and Mark Figures It Out


"Hey, Tad, you gotta minute?" Paige asked before the first bell rang.

"Sure, Paige, what's up?" Tad absently touched his bruised lip as he stopped. Their schoolmates routed around the two of them to create an oasis in the crowded hallway.

Paige's impromptu baby shower on Friday during lunch in the school cafeteria indirectly led to her ex-boyfriend and reluctant baby-daddy to give Tad a fat lip. It wasn't swollen anymore after three days, but the mottled skin still bore the clear imprint of Charlie Johnson's knuckles.

"I wanted to apologize for what happened Friday," she said, not quite meeting his eyes.

"That's not on you," Tad said with a dismissive wave. "You only went out with him. You didn't make him hit me."

"No, but I spun him up on purpose and knew he was unstable. If I hadn't done that he might not have hurt you." She gave him the kind of stern look that implied how seriously she took her apology.

Testing [MM, exh, oral, reluc]

"Ready?" she asked.

I took a deep breath and swallowed. "Ready."

I felt a slight tug of pressure on my pants as my zipper was pulled down. A hand reached through my open fly, and quickly found its prize, gripping my flaccid cock, pulling it out of my boxers. Corina lightly gasped at the sight of it, thick and heavy. The hand stroked my shaft delicately, coaxing me to an erection, its fingertips gently grazing my shaft. Slowly, I grew harder, larger, my cock eager. I stared up at the ceiling as my manhood was engulfed by a warm, tight mouth.

Corina smiled as she watched me squirming on the bed. I gritted my teeth and gripped the sheets. "Are you okay, John?" she asked innocently.

"Y-yeah," I stammered.

She looked down at the young man sucking my cock, whose name I had no desire to learn. Her grin broadened, her eyes wide, as she watched. He held my cock with one hand as he bobbed his head up and down, his tongue swirling around my head with practiced talent. She smirked. "I thought you said a guy could never make you cum," she reminded me. "You're not worried, are you?"