I woke groggily, for a moment forgetting the event of the night before but as I felt the hardened crustiness around my mouth it all crashed home. I blushed, the flood of emotions coursing through my body. Disgust, embarrassment, jealousy, regret and anger all burbling painfully through my veins. The concoction causing my skin to itch. Unable to lay still even though the green LED on the clock embedded in the console next to the bed said it was 4:50 am. The body next to me stirred just a moment, my Ariel, fair skin gleaming in the low glow that never seems to leave even in the depths of the service cabins, light red hair splayed over her bare back with the blanket resting below her hips. A site to make any man stir. Even now I felt her spell seep into me, the churning eased for a moment like Maalox of an unruly meal but I knew the relief would fade all too soon.
Tag: Porn
I fucked a famous pornstar with my SO: Episode II [MFF]
Back again with another tale of debauchary in Las Vegas with my SO. In my previous post [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6mdwj9/i_fucked_a_famous_pornstar_with_my_so_mff/) I outline our first experience with a pornstar and how truly amazing it was.
To quickly bring some of you up to speed, my SO and I travel to LV often for fun and for tournaments. We’re young, fit, and successful. I do quite well in investing and gaming, its a charmed existence that I don’t deserve. This took place within the last couple of weeks.
After a very positive experience with our first Porn chick earlier this year, we set out to repeat the experience, upping our ante to a girl whose stock is on the rise in a major way. I originally had her name in this post, but have decided to withhold it. She is publicly listed on escort sites, but out of respect and in the interest of booking her in the future, I won’t openly list the name. If someone mentions it below, I simply won’t refute it. I appreciate your understanding.
After a less than stellar visit with another high-end, non porn girl the previous night, we were feeling a bit discouraged, even hesitant to meet anyone else whilst on our trip, but boy am I glad we didn’t let it get us down.
My first time with a really big dick and first time with rough/dirty sex was AMAZING [FM]
This happened like early summer but I just neeeeed to tell someone!
Ok so about me – My name is Avery, i’m 23, Latina and very light skinned, long curly hair, I’m very petite and slightly toned, a little bubble butt and B cups. I wear glasses. Basically the opposite of what you first thought when I said I was Latina =P. Im not super curvy lol. I’m a kind of shy person, kinda nerdy – a mix of tomboy and bookworm tbh. I’m not unconfident but I’m realistic, I’ve always been described as “cute” rather than sexy or gorgeous. Like, I wasn’t the girl all the guys were after in high school that’s for sure lol. So my sexual history – Like I said, I’ve always been kinda shy but I opened up more through college. I’m bisexual and have always leaned slightly towards women but I’ve been with a handful of guys, but I’ve never really been into one night stands and stuff!
My First Forced Gangbang
“I’ll be home soon Paige. I expect you to be waiting and dressed in what I laid out for you when I get there. Tonight is going to be fun.”
A simple text message is how the night started; my boyfriend was out at the pub with his friends Sam and Connor, and he text me to tell me he would be home soon. Owain is a tall, skinny man with shaggy brown hair and an absolutely gorgeous smile. Connor is about the same height and looks like the kind of guy you wouldn’t want to mess with, large and covered in muscle. Sam is a short black man with buzz cut hair and the kind of eyes girls go crazy for.
Earlier that day, Owain had promised me a night of absolutely incredible sex, and laid out a few things for me to wear. What’s exciting is what he left for me. On our bed I found a sexy black lingerie top which barely covered my 38DD tits and the underwear to match, as well as a brand new o ring gag designed to hold my mouth wide open, and lastly a pair of handcuffs. I could feel my pussy dripping as I put everything except the handcuffs on and stepped over to the mirror to see how I looked. Standing at just over 5’7, the tiny bra and panties didn’t leave much to the imagination, but they really helped to show my curves. With the lingerie accentuating my body and the o ring gag in place causing me to drool, I looked hot!
[F] About the bath I just took, reading GWS!
Hi, Cindy here :)
I thought I would write a quick post this time, just to talk about how I spent the last 30 minutes in a warm, blissful state of peace and happiness. I’ll give some credit to the warmth of my bath, the aromatic salts, the aromatherapy candles, the music (any Coheed and Cambria fans?), even the glass of wine. But most of the credit really belongs to u/joehanson112 and u/rachel_gws_throwaway. Here’s why:
I sank into the tub, as always, with my phone in hand. I placed it delicately on my little plastic bath caddy, on its side and angled up so I could watch netflix while relaxing under the thick lavender bubbles. With my hair pinned up, I was careful to resist the temptation to sink all the way under the comforting water, to immerse myself in a cocoon of warmth… but it wasn’t easy. Those first few indulgent, delicious moments in the bath are one of my favorite things about being alive.
In Order to Save the Relationship … [MFF] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]
Things had gotten rocky for Jacob and Natalie. She wanted to settle down, he didn’t. She wanted a family, he wasn’t ready. There was so much more to see and explore, he reasoned. This was his code for, “I want to fuck other people.”
Eventually, Natalie caught on to what this meant, because they did a lot of traveling together as a couple.
“You’re my best friend,” she said one night. “I don’t want to lose you and I know what you mean when you say you want to explore. I’m not prepared for an open relationship … but if you want to add a third to our bedroom routine every once in a while … I wouldn’t be against that.”
Jacob sat up in bed and was about to speak before he hesitated. Was this a trap? A trick question to get him to admit to wanting to sleep around? After thinking, he realized he had little risk in admitting she was right and her idea sounded great. If she hated his answer, they might split. If she loved it, then she meant it and it wasn’t a trap.
“Okay,” he said. “Who … do you have in mind?”
True Erotic Stories #1: First Love, Lost Love (Village Life) [MF]
*The following account has been translated and edited (with some creative liberty) into English, and although written in first person, is in no way my own first hand experience, but the story of a friend / acquaintance*
**Chapter 1**
My name is Nizam, and I was born in Borneo, Sarawak, to one of the many [Iban Tribes](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iban_people) in the region.
Contrary to popular perception of blood thirsty head-hunters, the modernization of Sarawak in the 1980s turned this sleepy village into a timber production region, and most of the men in this village (which looked more like a shanty town on stilts) were employed by the local *Tungku* (Baron, Landowner) to work in his timber factory about 2 hours drive away. Sometimes the men were away from the village for weeks at a time during the high season, leaving the women and the children in the village to their own devices.
Once they turned 18, most parents (thanks to money from the timber factories) would send their kids off to the city to pursue a higher education – with the hope that they would find a job in the city and never come back; and most never did.
True Stories #1: First Love (Village Life) [MF]
*The following account has been translated and edited (with some creative liberty) into English, and although written in first person, is in no way my own first hand experience, but the story of a friend / acquaintance*
**Chapter 1**
My name is Nizam, and I was born in Borneo, Sarawak, to one of the many [Iban Tribes](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iban_people) in the region.
Contrary to popular perception of blood thirsty head-hunters, the modernization of Sarawak in the 1980s turned this sleepy village into a timber production region, and most of the men in this village (which looked more like a shanty town on stilts) were employed by the local *Tungku* (Baron, Landowner) to work in his timber factory about 2 hours drive away. Sometimes the men were away from the village for weeks at a time during the high season, leaving the women and the children in the village to their own devices.
Once they turned 18, most parents (thanks to money from the timber factories) would send their kids off to the city to pursue a higher education – with the hope that they would find a job in the city and never come back; and most never did.
Conference with an old flame [MF]
It’s been at least 10 years since I had seen you, but you looked just the same as I remembered. A beautiful woman, dark hair, brown eyes now blue from your colored contacts, more cleavage than you’d ever expect on someone of Korean heritage. I don’t expect us to be working in the same industry, let alone at the same conference. As fate had it, our dinner groups happened to be seated not too far from each other at the hotel restaurant. We did the dance of glances, ‘is that really her? Did she just notice me?’ We finally caught each other’s eyes and we both saw we recognized each other. I gave a slight wave, you flashed that smile.
After a few more glances, you excused yourself from your group and came over to say hi. We chatted for a while, catching up like no time had passed. Polite conversation about our lives and what we had been doing since we last talked, the view from our rooms and jokes about how it would have been funny if I was a couple room down and had room 420. All the time, the sexual tension can be felt between us. After about 20 minutes, someone from your group comes by and let’s you know they’re paying and heading out to a bar up the street.
“Oh ok, ” you say. “I’ll give them my room card to charge to the room. Could you hold onto the card when the waiter’s done? I’ve got another with me and I’ll catch up with you later to get it or something.”
“I think you can just write your room number on it and it’ll be fine,” I reply.
“I just want to be safe and not stiff you with the bill. Maybe I means we’ll get to catch up tomorrow so I can get it back.”
And with that you were off with your friends. I hung out with my group for another hour and then excused myself to head back to room.
Back in my room, I can’t keep my thoughts from wondering back to you. Your charm, your flirtatious wit, your low cut shirt showing off your gorgeous cleavage. How I could get lost in there for days. I needed to release my own sexual tension, so I undressed and brought up some porn sites on my phone. My cock still hard from thoughts of you that I don’t really look at the site. I start stroking myself thinking of it being you tits and not my hand. My precum lubing my cock and the head dancing near your lips, teasing your tongue with almost a taste.Just then the room phone rings, breaking my fantasy.
“Hi, Frank, it’s Zoe. So….. you still have my room key, right? I can’t find my spare room key and the guy at the reception desk looks creepy. Could you meet me at my room so I can get in?”
“Sure, I’ll get dressed and meet you there.”
I throw some clothes back on and head downstairs to your floor. You’re already waiting outside the room when I get there.
“Thanks so much for saving my butt. My hero,” you say with a playful chuckle. “I owe ya one.”
“It’s nothing,” I reply as I open the door, “you would have done the same for me if some creepy lady at the desk was giving me googly eyes.”
“Oh, so now I’m some creepy lady, huh?”
“Well, yeah, but you’re not at a desk or giving me googly eyes.”
You slug me in the arm for that. “Shows how observant you are. Just toss the keycard on the counter next to the tv. I wouldn’t have held it against you if showed up in your pjs and threw on some shoes. I didn’t mean for you to have to get dressed.”
“No it’s fine. It was easier for me to just throw this back on.”
Your face shows a tinge of red as you realize what I said. You come over and give me a hug. It feels like you’re purposefully pushing your ample breasts into me, but in a way it would be difficult not to.
“Well, I won’t keep you from whatever you were… umm doing,” you say with a knowing chuckle. Now I turn red and try to hide an ever hardening penis that’s about to press into you. “Thanks for coming and saving me from stopping at the front desk. Is there any way I can repay you for the inconvenience and… uhh… interruption?” I remember that slight tease and over-exageration in your voice.
I sarcastically reply with, “Well, give me a blowjob and we can call it even.”
You drop to your knees and start unbuttoning my pants, pulling them down around my knees. You reach up and grab my quickly hardening cock and start stroking it.
“I wasn’t really serious,” I stammer as you suck the head in your mouth and pop it out.
“I know you. You were serious about wanting it, just hiding behind sarcasm.” You continue stroking my dick until it’s fully hard. “And I’ve seriously been thinking about sucking you off since I saw you downstairs.”
You get back to sucking, stroking the shaft as you bob your head up and down. How could I have forgotten how good you were at this? Your other hand slides down the front of your pants as you continue. That’s just so fucking hot seeing you rub yourself. Then you deep throat me and I feel your tongue slide out and start licking my balls. Oh my god, I forgot all about that trick. You run your tongue around my balls for a few seconds and then pull your mouth slowly up the shaft licking and swirling your tongue as my hips push slightly forward instinctfully. You suck on the head, looking up at me and seeing a look of pure peasure on my face, you deep throat me again. After a few minutes of this I can’t hold back anymore.
“You need to stop or I’ll end up cumming too soon..”
I know you hear me say it, but you don’t miss a beat. It didn’t take long before I moan as start filling your mouth with my hot cum. I thought I was done when I look down at you, staring up at me with a white dribble dripping down your chin from the corner of your mouth. I spasm and shoot one last stream in your mouth from the aftershock. You swallow and wipe your chin with your thumb, sucking the cum off it.
You stand up and pull your other hand from your pants before unbuttoning them and letting them drop to the floor. I take your hand and start sucking your juices off your fingers.
You moan lightly before saying, “After that, I don’t think we’re even. I’m pretty sure I’ve overpaid now.”
You pull your panties off and toss them at my face for me to catch. They’re soaked in wetness and your scent. You walk towards the bed, removing the rest of your clothes. You sit up on the edge of the bed and lean back, spreading your legs and running a finger over your lips and your clit while watching me.
I hurry up and strip off my clothes and head towards the bed. I push you back flat on the bed and we kiss for what seems minutes. I start working my way to your neck, kissing and sucking on it, then down to your beautiful breasts. I’ve been wanting to see them again since I got to peek at your deep cleavage in the restaurant. Such big tits on such a small woman. The shape of your body alone had kept you in my fantasies for the last ten years.
Your nipples are hard before I even get to them. I take them one by one into my mouth, sucking and swirling my tongue as you writhe beneath, rubbing your pussy against my hip. I push your breasts together so your nipples are touching and run my tongue between them before sucking them both in my mouth at once. I could spend all night here, but I have to move on, kissing my way down your stomach.
I slide my tongue over your lips, tasting you. You push your hips up as I slowly lick up your slit and circle your clit. I lightly scrape my teeth against your clit before sucking it into my mouth and swirling my tongue over it, keeping that up for a minute before licking my way along your lips and pushing my tongue in you enough to just tease you. I keep going like this for a few minutes, sucking your lips, nibbling your clit, tonguing your entrance, until you start pushing your hips up into my mouth. I slide two fingers up in side you. My god, you’re so wet, soaking my face and fingers. You moan as you grab the back of my head and push it into your pussy.
“Oh don’t stop… almost!”
I keep going like there’s no end. Frantically fingering you while darting my tongue over your clit. Your hips buck as I hold my fingers in you, stroking inside you as you cum. You give out a long moan as I keep sucking your clit, extending that orgasm a little too long.
I pull back and stand up as you’re catching your breath. I need to fuck you. I don’t have a condom, but I don’t care. I look down at you as you’re looking at my cock, hard once again from watching you cum. As if you’re reading my mind, you say “I want you. Fuck me without a condom, I don’t care. I just want you in me.”
I slide my hard cock up and down your soaking slit before I slowly push into you. Oh how I’ve missed fucking this tight, wet pussy. I run my hands up your legs as I slowly slide in and out of you. I start fucking you hard and deep, watching your beautiful breasts bounce with each thrust. I reach up and massage them, rolling and lightly pinching your hard nipples. You tighten around me with each pinch.
I feel you starting to build up again, you grab the sheets as I pound you. I pull out quickly and slap my dick on your clit. You jump slightly because it’s unexpected.
“Get on your knees. I want to fuck you deeper.” I see the lust in your eyes as you roll over and put your ass in the air. I run my finger down your slit and tease your wet, hard clit.
“Come on, fuck me,” you moan as you get impatient and grab my cock, guiding it in you. You push your pussy onto my cock, going as far as it will. “You can’t just get me to the edge then tease me, it’s not nice.”
I start matching your pace. Sliding in and out of that wet pussy, feeling it drip down my balls. I grab your shoulders and pull you down on my dick as hard and deep as I can. It’s not long before your groaning and pushing back harder. Your orgasm comes with a loud “Oh fuck…” as you spasm, trying to milk the cum from my cock.
Somehow you get even wetter and I can’t hold back anymore. I grab your hips and ram you as hard as I can, but I can only last a few seconds. With one last hard thrust, I cum deep inside you. I hold my cock inside you through my orgasm feeling you squeeze me as I pulse inside you.
I slide out of you and we both fall onto the bed. After a minute of catching our breath, I quip, “I lost count, but I think we’re even now.”
You give me a sly look and say, “If we’re not, does that mean I get to fuck you some more?”
I run a hand over your breast, “Hmmm… maybe you do owe me still.”
blindfolded pussy gloryhole [BDSM][MF]
**if you like to avoid content that eroticizes sexual abuse, skip this entry**
Have you ever watched Czech Fantasy? It’s been a staple in my porn diet ever since I discovered it. Men pay a nominal fee to get into this room where girls are strapped into glory holes — but not just for oral. Some of them are on their backs with their legs spread open, giving easy access to their pussies at waist height for the average man. Others are on their feet, bent over at the hips to spread both their holes wide. In every case, a wooden wall separates the women’s upper and lower halves; their faces, tits, and stomachs are hidden behind the wall while their lower holes are available for use.
I fantasize about being kidnapped for a room like this. I imagine that I am dragged out of my everyday life by the stereotypical windowless van gang and taken to an underground sex entertainment venue. I’m blindfolded, maybe, and tied into position with my lower half in the room and my upper half hidden away. They cut away my clothes and tie my legs up wide and back, exposing my holes to the room. I can feel the cold air on my naked pussy and asshole and I’m keenly aware of the wide open space, soon to be filled with anonymous men who paid pennies for satisfaction.