First time I took it [MM]

This story is about a friend I had for about 6 or 7 years until he found that special piece of man candy and stopped doing the ‘hook-up’ thing (much to my dismay). He was older, much older late 50’s I believe, but he had a fantastic cock and knew how to suck me better than ever I had ever had. He was also the first man to subject me to anal pleasures, he loved my ass.

It all started about my third or fourth time seeing him, up until this point it had always been blow and go’s, but this time when I lowered my pants and sat on his couch he sat next to me reaching over and playing with my already rock hard cock. I’ve always been the more repressed bi guy, sadly. I like to be played with but not really return the favor unless I’m really horned up and in the mood and I trust you. At this point in me and my friend’s relationship I didn’t do much.

[FM] Marathon of orgasms for Mother’s Day

Well I got my Mother’s Day present early this year. My boyfriend and I were laying in bed scrolling through the myriad of movies on amazon and he jokingly asked if I wanted to watch 50 shades of grey. He knows I secretly kinda like that movie… I don’t know why I just do. Crucify me. That prompted a debate about how the whole sex dungeon is a colossal waste of money and he could do all of that with household items or his bare hands. So I’ll skip the pleasantries and say he crippled me last night. It’s 8:50am May 10, and I’m laying in bed wondering if I can walk to the bathroom. I’m satisfied, but sore.

A Helpful Neighbour (f, 45)

Another story from this past winter.

It was the biggest snowstorm this winter. We didn’t go out to shovel that night knowing that we would only have to shovel multiple times anyway. Our snowblower would take care of it in less time anyway.

The next day there was a break in the weather so hubby and I went out to use the snowblower. It started out fine and hubby ended up getting a couple passes done then the belt went. And it stopped throwing snow.

The thought of shoveling 30cm of snow wasn’t a pleasant one. I was about to call my father for help when Barry, the guy across the street came over and asked if we needed help.

We told Barry what happened and he looked at our blower with hubby. He agreed that it was out of commission and offered to bring his blower over.

Barry was a nice guy. He and his wife moved into the house about a year ago. He was around 55 years old, 5’8, stalky and works as guard. Beth, his wife is a nurse.

[F] [FF] Another late night, breathy audio (and an edging challenge story. Needed this. Quiet house.)

Originally, I [posted](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/gix9uf/f4f_f4a_another_late_night_breathy_audio_edging/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) the below text to r/gonewildaudio. Reading it back, though, it occurred to me it belonged here, too.

Here’s the [Audio](https://soundgasm.net/u/dickensianqueer/F4A-Really-needed-this-quiet). Most of this text is written there, too. Feel free to read along.

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Earlier today, I did an [edging challenge](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/epj4kv/a4aselfedgingcountdowncontrolchallenge_an_edging/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) partly of my own invention, partly from a prompt on GWA. These used to be my favorites, both in others and to do myself, but it had been a long time since I’d really done one.

I was determined to really challenge myself. I took a bath and edged 3 times with the shower head. Got so sensitive, I nearly came those last 2 times; had some very close calls.

Then, the women’s contingent of my family wanted to go on our daily stroll around the neighborhood. I had planned on finishing the edge right after my shower, so I was really, really frustrated (in more ways than one). I had forgotten that edging is *actually* frustrating sometimes; it’s not just *all* pleasure. There’s a reason for folks’ palpable desperation.

Vanessa is desperate for cock [fM] [fuckin] [cum] [just met]

I pulled in to George’s driveway and parked next to a raised yellow jeep, sides sprayed with mud. It had huge tires and snow gear strapped to it, and a girl was leaning in through the open driver door, rummaging in the glove box. Her ass was aimed my way, wrapped in high-waisted yoga pants so tight they must nearly be cutting off her circulation. I grabbed my bag, and my gaze again drifted to her butt, studying the way its full, round shape made the pattern in the pants stretch out.

“Help you with anything?” I called out, smiling.

The girl turned around. She looked Chinese like George, but maybe with one white parent. She was young, thin, and cute, with a serious look on her face, wearing a sweatshirt with a high-priced private university’s name across the front in big square letters. “Who are you?” she said back, looking me up and down.

“Friend of George’s,” I said, tilting my head towards the skis on top of my car, “We’re going skiing.”

I could feel the judgment billowing like steam from her appraising stare. “Oh,” she said, her gaze lingering, “Ok.” Then, without another word, she turned back to her task.

Pet in Training

He sleeps soundly, exhausted from the previous days work. His alarm isn’t expected to go off for another half hour. Suddenly he feels a warm, delicate touch against his skin. He groggily wakes, blinking the sleep from his eyes and feeling his wife’s tounge running the length of his cock… who is also waking up at her touches.

He rises from bed and finds her wearing her collar and leash, and nothing else. She sits up eagerly seeing that he is awake.

“Good morning Sir”, she says with a smile.

He leans forward and kisses her sweetly and then forcefully takes her by the hair.

“Did I say you could stop sucking my cock little pet?”

She lets the obvious disappointment show on her face as she leans down to take his huge cock in her mouth once again. Seeing her expression he smiles and gently pulls her by her hair up to his mouth again. Touching her face gently with one hand and pulling her mouth against his with her leash he kisses her sweetly.

“You’re such a good little pet that surprises me this way” he says, holding her face close to his.

[MF] The one and only time I (47F) was ever throat fucked

I have never been fond of anything besides food in my mouth. I also have a really strong gag reflex. My husband gets my ass, my pussy, and most anything else he wants all the time, but he rarely gets my mouth, and had never cum in it. I always felt kind of bad, because I know how much he wants it, but I can’t help how I feel.

Well, as I related in [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ghhjpr/mf_that_time_my_husband_paid_me_16_in_change_to/) story, I occasionally make him pay me for sex and he sometimes offers me money for favors. It turns us both on, kind of a role-play thing.

About three years ago we were hanging out at the house. Our oldest kid was out, our next two were upstairs in their rooms, and our youngest was in bed. I was having a drink and we were watching TV when out of the blue he says, “I’ll give you $500 to swallow tonight.”

I was surprised by the amount he offered. We share our finances, so the amount doesn’t really matter, it’s more about the kink. It turns out he’s been stashing that money for months. Instead of getting lunch, stopping for a drink after work, buying a 6 pack on Friday night, or whatever else he might spend a ten or twenty on here and there, he’d been saving it for this offer.

A fem guy wanted to prove he was better than a girl at giving head… he was right [MM]

In high school I was on the football team and swim team so I was pretty athletic and had a pretty typical life. I went out and hung out with friends and dated one girl since freshman year. When senior year started though me and her hit a rough patch and eventually broke up. Being a high school kid and her being my first real relationship, I was devastated. To get me cheered up a couple of my friends decided to take my to house/ camping party (I grew up in rural colorado so a lot of stuff we did was outdoors). This is when Mark (not his real name) came into the story.

Mark was well know in high school as being gay, and was at the time the only really open gay person except for one girl that was bi that was at our school. He was about 5’3, thin, had longish blonde hair, and had nice hips that were more fitting on a girl than I guy. At the time I was almost as tall as I am today which is about 6’3, and I was very fit from off season workouts for football.

[MF] Some drunk fun in the dorm with my boyfriend after a party

I remember this night from earlier this year. I haven’t realized how much I enjoyed myself that night until I found myself thinking back on it while getting off with my boyfriend on phone sex during quarantine.

For context, I’m 5’2, long black hair, slightly chubby with C cups. My boyfriend is 5’7, a bit wavy, dark brown side swept hair with broad shoulders, former wrestler.

He was visiting for the weekend and my roommate was out of town, so we knew it’d be a weekend with a lot of fun. We slept in quite a bit after a late night movie (and some fun!) and spent the day inside with some microwave mac + cheese and some cereal, a typical college student’s midday meal. We were cuddling for a bit with a food coma and I watched him browse on his phone, dozing off a little. He gets a text from a mutual friend asking if we’re going to the party tonight.

I’d never been to a party before, mainly because I only hung out in very studious groups who prefer to stay in 99% of the time. We drank, but only in small groups in someone’s dorm. Nothing crazy. But that night I wanted to go to a party.

“King’s Folly” (Working Title) [Demon King] [FFM] [M/s][Groveling][Cursed Priestess][MF][Aggression][Choking][Coercion][Faustian Bargain][Blowjob][Cunnilingus][Doggystyle]

Akisos, realm of the damned. Infernal wailing was common amongst the magma and wayward souls here, but no such wailing compared to the shrill cries that rung out from the throne room.

Sadrin, god of death and ruler of Akisos, sat on his throne with his favorite concubine, Ashlar, riding his massive cock. Her moans of worship were gut-wrenching.

“Yes, Master,” Ashlar panted, her head thrown back onto Sadrin’s shoulder, her back in an impressive arch, and her hips desperately bucking against him, trying to drive him deeper inside her. “Fuck…me…harder,” she said between her hitched breaths.

Sadrin gripped her hips and a demented smile curled across his lips as he obliged her request. Between Sadrin and Ashlar’s legs, lapping up their passion, was Iredell, Sadrin’s second favorite. With Ashlar’s needy cunt and Iredell’s hungry mouth, Sadrin couldn’t think of a better way to waste time.

“Please, Master, *please* fill me,” said Ashlar as she squeezed her breasts and resorted to grinding, her lust almost too much to bear.

“Yes, Master, just a taste for your most devoted servants,” said Iredell, as she licked from his shaft up to Ashlar’s cunt back down to his shaft.