Sylvia and Al [FM] [Femdom] [Hypnosis] Pts 3 & 4

**Part 3**

Emily left me twitching and moaning all night, foot porn looping in front of me. The vibrating fleshlight kept bringing me to the edge and the cock ring kept me there, unable to cum. I lost track of time waiting for the phone to ring. I was almost surprised when it did end up ringing.

If I had been able to look away from the porn on my television, I would have noticed that it was daylight outside. I answered the phone to hear her sweet voice, “Hi there, foot-boy. How are you feeling?” I could only groan in response. “Mmmm, good boy. How do you feel about my feet today?”

“Please let me suck your toes, Mistress,” I moaned. “The thought of your toes in my mouth makes my dick so hard.”

“Feel my toes in your mouth and your tongue running up and down my soles and release yourself for me now.”

Sylvia and Al [FM] [Femdom] [Hypnosis]

**Part 1**

Silvia and I had been together for about six months. I met her through a friend of my sister. We both attended a party put on by our mutual friend and hit it off pretty well. It didn’t hurt that she was smoking hot. About 5’4”, curly, raven-black hair, large tits for her frame, perky in that impossible way that’s exclusive to 21-year-old girls. She stood atop a pair of shapely legs that supported the roundest, firmest, sexiest ass I had ever seen. Before her, I was exclusively a tit man, but after Silvia, I find myself believing in the philosophies of Sir Mix-a-Lot.

It didn’t take long before we were in a committed relationship. We were hot for each other, so we were soon having sex regularly. The sex was vanilla, but satisfying, though it was apparent we both had unfulfilled fantasies we hadn’t talked about yet. A couple months in, Silvia suggested using hypnosis add a little spice to our sex-life. At first, I thought she was just talking about some roleplay. It turns out she was for real. She told me a hypnosis unit in Psych class piqued her interest and she did some research online and discovered all sorts of uses for recreational hypnosis in the bedroom.

How I [23M] got into a sexual relationship with my roommate [28F] [MF]

Before we get into the story, a little bit about myself – I am 23 and recently moved to Chicago from New York.
Now since i just moved to Chicago, I found this okay-ish apartment in my budget . But the reason i chose this was because of the people that lived in it . I met them and we felt connected vibe instantly. I live with one girl, who is 28 year old and she has a boyfriend who comes over regularly and another 23 year old guy.
So this story starts a month and a half into after I moved in.
The girl, lets call her Amber, and her boyfriend – lets call him Sam – they both share an open relationship. But its different from the actual open relationship, and by different i mean they only sleep with someone else when one of them is out of town or is going to be busy for a few days or weeks. A fact which i learned in a very awakening moment. In the most literal sense.
So one night I wake up to take a piss and i come out of the room to go to the washroom which comes after the living room – while my room opens directly into a part of the living room. And as i open, i see Amber naked on the coffee table with a guy on top of her , who is not fully naked, he is though only wearing a T-shirt. Since our house is out on the main street, the street lights come in through the window and just lit up enough of the room to be partially visible.
Amber has always been a moaner, and someone who talks a lot of dirty while moaning. I could always hear her demanding Sam to fuck her harder and demanding him to fuck her pussy in a sentence such as “fuck that pussy hard. Make that pussy squirt”
She is also loud during that, and unapologetic about it. During the first day we met, while i was still prospecting about it , she said,
“Before we go forward, i should tell you me and Sam have a lot of sex – and by lot of sex i mean pretty much every night. And i am a moaner . So hope that not disturbing for you.”
I thought how loud or how much sex would they have honestly. But spending the first night itself, i was proven wrong. Now probably my other roommate probably doesn’t get her moans that much, cause his room is farther away from her, but for me she is right next to me – sharing a wall.
The first night I unpacked and slept on the bed thinking I’ll finally catch on some sleep with a full day of moving, and as i lie down on my bed, i start hearing the dirty talk of how she wants to suck the life out of his dick and the slurping noises begin followed by loud gag reflexes and his moans.
Now i wont lie, the fact that i am so near to someone having sex, with every sound being very audible, it made me feel as if I was part of a threesome where i am only watching them get down and dirty.
But i am still prioritising on my sleep even though at this point my dick is slowly getting hard. But then i reach the point of no return. And that is when he starts going down on her and she starts moaning.
Now i have heard my fair share of girls moaning . But this was something different. It was almost like i was listening to a porn movie . The moans were amazing. It only took me a second after the first moan i heard to get rock hard.
She kept saying “lick that pussy lick that pussy good. Put all your tongue in it”
And before i knew it , i was holding my 8 inch rock hard dick in my hands. Hearing her moans put me into a place where i did not realise when i had started jacking off. But she wasn’t done, this moaning went on for another solid 15 minutes before she exclaimed, “i am gonna fucking cum!! Open your mouth!! drink that fucking cum”
At this point even I noticed my pre-cum to ooze out now. I was really turned on. I wanted to cum. And i did pretty quickly once he started fucking her. And her moans and dirty talk reached to another level.
Now they must have had a good solid 40 mins of fucking before he came on her boobs (she kept repeating that for the last 5 mins when he exclaimed ‘i am gonna cum’)
And it got really hardcore in those 40 mins .. the bed was shaking she was moaning a lot- the pace never got slow, he only kept going faster and only stopping (i am guessing) to change positions.
I remember i came twice that night . Once when they were having sex and one after they were done and they slept but i was still very hard as i w take out to moans from my head . So i jacked off again – and that was the first time I fantasised of how her body would be . I did notice the hourglass figure when i came the house first time , and i also noticed the noticeably bigger than average boobs she had and the tight round ass she walked with. And this night was first of many (and by many i mean every night) that i jacked off her moaning first and then second time fantasising that i was the one fucking her.
Before moving here, i hardly masturbated once or twice a week, but now a month into living here, i was masturbating twice every night.
So now when i saw her on that coffee table with her legs wide open and her hands holding her boobs and playing her nipples with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other while the guy fucked her as hard as he can, i got an instant boner. While i am a guy who loves to sleep naked, i wore a pair of boxers when i got out of the room to take a leak. And as i saw her boobs, and her hard nipples, there was a huge tent formed on my crotch and as she noticed me and my tent, while i noticed her big , 34D full boobs jiggle up and down with the motion of the thrusts, i quickly noticed she saw me enjoying the view, so i quickly went to take a leak and once i took a leak i noticed to hear the moans again. Till now she wasnt moaning, which cleared a confusion that i had over the month that maybe she is faking it with her boyfriend of how big he was and how hard he was all the time, and that how much cum he was shoot. But now i realised that she was faking it in this moment and not before .
And now that i had seen her boobs and she was moaning, i was rock hard again, and i felt that i had to jack off . So did, i couldn’t hold my cum too much this time, the image of her boobs moving up and down and the fact that she was looking at my boner was too much for me.
While i walked back, i noticed he was done and he was lying on top of her and she moved her to see me as i was walking back to my room. I noticed her eyes went down to my half hard boner as i walked to my room and gave her a smile before going in, and she did the same.

My [F]irst time with another woman was with a MIL[F].

I’ve always known I was bi, but had never experimented with a woman outside of playfully kissing other girls at college parties. After college, and the end of a long, dreadful relationship, I was ready to explore my sexuality and do things for me for a change.

I continued to date men, but kept the thought of women in the back of my mind. I watched a lot of lesbian porn, but mainly because it was what got me off the fastest. Never really had much intention of going after women despite being sexually attracted to them. I always have, still do, and likely always will prefer men. I’d say I’m 90/10 bisexual.

Anyway, after a couple of years of lame first dates, underwhelming hookups, and short lived relationships with every douchebag you can think of causing some sexual frustration, I amped up my curiosity about women. I started to fantasize about it on a more regular basis, and ended up being led into lesbian MILF porn, which drove me absolutely wild. It was fun picturing myself as one of the girls in normal lesbian videos, but really associating myself with the younger girl in young/mature videos would get me wet just thinking about it. It consumed me for a couple of months.

My wi[f]e enjoying a FFF then MFM all while I watch from another room

There I sat in a suit and tie kicked back on a couch watching three gorgeous women going at it on a giant TV. But it wasn’t a professional prerecorded porn and one of those women was my wife Molly. This party had gone much differently than I expected. We were watching live video from the master bedroom down the hall and changing between camera angles to get the best view.

The other two women, a blonde and a redhead, seemed to worship Molly as they rolled around on the king size bed. But knowing Molly it wouldn’t be long before she would be asking for me to finish her. She loves playing with a soft smooth sexy lady but before the night is over she always begs to be fucked. I could see that Molly was getting restless and thats when the redhead hopped off the bed and the blonde rolled onto her back. Molly then straddled the blondes face and lowered herself to lick the blonde as well. With Molly bent over getting her clit licked the redhead came back into view wearing a strap on about 7” long. She positioned herself behind Molly and slid inside. Between being licked and being fucked Molly had to stop what she was doing. Her head raised up her mouth opened wide and I heard Mollys moans carry their way down the hall into the living room. After giving each girl their chance to get fucked they began to get dressed again.

Conversation with a stripper [FM]

This might not be too wild, but I wanted to share.

I went to a strip club the other night. One of the girls started chatting with me and was much more of an open book than strippers tend to be. She shared about her day job, her recent breakup, etc.

Then we got on the subject of sexual fantasies. I shared a couple of my biggest fantasies with her (mfm, public sex, etc). She shared her biggest fantasies. One of them was to be the third person in a couple’s threesome. She wanted to show the woman how to suck cock, etc. She also fantasized about giving her man the things that she doesn’t have by letting him fuck other women. Then we talked about our recent porn history. I shared a few of mine (mompov, blacked), and she shared a few of hers. I can’t remember too many specifics but I do remember her saying she’s been watching ebony porn because she loves the way black women move their body during sex. I’m a little older than her so it’s pretty uncommon for me to be able to casually talk about porn with a woman in such a nonjudgmental way. That was super fun.

The Pregnant Woman on the Ferris Wheel

It was a sweltering day in the middle of July, and FunWorld was packed. I was accompanying my girlfriend of just over three years, Lisa, and her parents, who annually met extended family here for reunions. These familial gatherings were a fairly exhausting exercise, putting on a nice face and talking about my job or whatever other trivial tidbit to 20 different 2nd tier cousins. Standard obligatory boyfriend stuff, but I was still relieved when Lisa and I could break off and do our own thing.

The sun was hanging sexily low in the sky, bathing the amusement park in that magic, yellow-orange, late afternoon summer light. It made Lisa’s platinum blonde bob glisten. We got a funnel cake and sat near a directory sign that laid out the major landmarks of the park.

“What do you feeling like riding?” I asked her.

“Ooooh The Devil’s Dirge!” she excitedly suggested.

This coaster was the park’s newest attraction: one of those towering, loop-filled, highest-allowable-speed-and-height kind of monstrosities.

“Yeeesssss! Think the line is still super long?” We’d considered riding earlier, but the wait was around 3 hours.

[M]y First Time [MM]

*Name changed to protect identity

My first time with a man. My heart was pounding. I don’t know if I want to do this…yes, yes I do. My heart races faster as I walk along a part of Manhattan I don’t usually frequent on my way to his apartment.

The movies don’t do justice to how you might meet someone for an encounter such as this. Most involve a night of drinking at a bar and an eager guy who’s pretty sure you’re into him. He takes a chance and grabs your hand, maybe rests it on his leg. A sure-sign to communicate exactly what he’s thinking. A fairytale montage from the scene at the bar to a cab, and finally the inside of his apartment where he ravishes you in a whirlwind of passion and unknowns that turn into your favorite things you never knew about.

But we live in the 21st century. And those kinds of scenes are reserved for heterosexual people who expect these things to happen in their life naturally. So, this night didn’t start at a hip Manhattan joint under the dim glow of bar lighting and a hot blush across your face you’ve never felt. This happened over an app. With a level of uncertainty. But a world of possibilities awaited me on the other end of this Internet conversation.

Thanksgiving Stuffing [FM]

I know that updating stories are not everybody’s favorite thing; being forced to read 50 stories in order to jerk off because you somehow missed the first 49 installments is nobody’s idea of a good time. But if you are the type of person that enjoys the plots and characters in porn, it’s the burden that you bear. So for better or for worse, here is a [link] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8ntuq0/fucking_my_married_coworker_fm) to the prequel to this story. For the lazy, I banged my married coworker (Kristen) that then moved away with her husband (Will) to go to grad school out of state. This happened back in May, and that is where our story begins. I hope you enjoy.

About two weeks after Kristen and Will had taken off north, I was a bit of a mess. I still texted her some but nowhere near how much I wanted to, and I could not say what I really wanted to say in case her husband was around. And to be honest I had no idea how exactly she felt about me. I was laying on the couch vaguely watching Parks and Rec while I was staring at my phone, waiting for her to send me a message. I was suddenly hit in the face by a flying pillow.

[F]ucking in [M]y car along the beach

Fucking in my car on the beachfront at night can be awkward but pretty hot.

On a nice Thursday night, my best friend and I decided we wanted to go a little bit out of our usual comfort zone and try something different. It was sunset and we were just walking and talking, killing time while the beach cleared out. The conversations were dorky and completely comfortable but eventually, once the families left and we had this private section of the beach to ourselves, we strolled back to my car. I made a playlist for this exact moment filled with songs about fucking and figured that it would be good to have something in the background in case someone wanted to stroll past the car while we were going at it.

It was my idea. I wanted to do something different. I’ve always been really interested in public sex and fucking in my car was on my bucket list. The seats drop down so it was the perfect amount of space. We planned ahead, aligned our busy schedules and made sure nothing got in the way. I wanted to make sure I got fucked with music and the ocean waves crashing in the background as I screamed his name followed by a long string of swearing while I had waves crashing over me.