Tag: Straight

[MF] Making one HotWife happy this Sat 1/2!

This weekend I was on a business trip in one of the 5* hotels in Croatia by the coast – don’t ask me which, not going to tell! Made arrangement with one HotWife to meet me in hotel on Sat night. So this is how it happened:

We meet around 21h on a roundabout near hotel, her boyfriend left her there with a car. Small kiss was exchanged, as she was local. Then we entered hotel on secondary access, but on our way there in some hidden part I managed to stop her & feel her under the mini skirt & coat – she wasn’t wearing any panties. So we started quickly to the hotel, ’cause it was cold outside.

Once in, we went to elevator, go straight to my room floor & to the room. When we got there, we get out coats of, gave her some drinks & pretty soon we started kissing.

The we deiced to get out of the shoes & boots (she head one with high heels). As I helped her out, I pushed her to the bed & licked her freshly shaven pussy (oh yes, she sent me a pic of her freshly shaved pussy during the day – 1st pic: http://imgur.com/RNw49IV ). Pretty soon she was undressed, so only her long socks stayed on her (she had those sexy ones like fishing net, with big hole for pussy & ass access). Read more »

[MF] Drunken Quicky with an interesting aftertaste

Please be kind: English isn’t my native language.

It has been some time since, but this is still the weirdest sex experience I’ve ever had.
My best friend at school was about to celebrate his 18th birthday. As I was a bit older, I was already that age and we decided to party hard ! While I was now at the age to buy hard alcohol (you must be 18 in my country to do that) we didn’t really had enough money for that, so we asked our friend Steve how somehow was always able to empty his parents bar without them carring about it.
So the plan was set: We rented the youth meeting area (which was simply an old barrack), brought in Steve with the alcohol, invited our friends and prepared to have to a wild party.
Steve and I were behind the bar and were already really drunk, when the party started off. I guess we started with some beers and went straight for an entire bottle of white Martini.
So the evening went on and more and more people came in, some of them I knew, some of them were new to me. Read more »

[mF] [Fdom] [oral] Tuesday morning at the office (part 2)

This is a continuation of the Friday night story. I’m thinking I might make it a thing and keep writing about them.
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You had a long weekend. Time seemed to slow to a crawl and all you could think about was coming back to the office on Tuesday morning. Friday afternoon’s scene kept playing in your head, driving you wild. You had a permanent hard-on all weekend which scored you extra points with your wife, but what you were really thinking about was your boss’s sweet pussy, what it felt like to kneel on the floor in front of her wide open legs. 

Distracted, you park the car and make your way into the elevator in your building. Your cock is already straining against your pants and your heart is beating faster, as the elevator climbs up towards the 7th floor and you wonder what’s in store this morning. Should you say hi first? Should you stop by her office at all, or go straight to yours? You stop in the kitchen to put your lunch in the fridge and sigh with relief when you’re the only one there. You round the corner and are relieved, if somewhat disappointed to see her door is closed. That’s nothing new, though, she’s usually in her first meeting by the time you get in.  Read more »

MARISOL IS BACK with a Bang~or should I say Bang from the Back? [MF]

BUENA YOU GUYS! I know I haven’t posted in a while but you can believe I have even more treasure to add to my arsenal. Also, G PUT A RING ON IT! :) Just because it’s been so long, I’ll give a quick recap of what my man and I look like. My man, G: 24, Just under six foot, dark brown hair cut short (Army), permanently perfect, deep olive skin (he’s Native American), brownish-hazel eyes, and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t have n ounce of body fat on him. In fact, the only fat thing on him is the national fucking treasure in his pants. I will brag about this until I die, because he has the largest, nicest, magical cock in the universe. Easily 7 inches, definitely a handful. Best I’ve ever had, all I’ll ever want. It’s that good. Not to mention the rippling muscles under every inch of skin on his body. ME: 25, 5’3″, petite, flat stomach, toned everything else (fitness addiction), Mexican/Cuban/Puerto Rican hybrid with deeply tanned skin and thick, dark, richly brunette hair that tumbles down to my ass cheeks. Full, plump lips and eyes so dark brown they look black. Small tits, round ass, COVERED in tattoos and piercings. (Both shoulders, one half sleeve on my left arm, ink spilling down my back, up my abdomen, on my ribs on both sides, curling under my breasts, navel and nose ring, a stud under the left side of my lower lip, about six earrings in each ear, and my right nipple.) Oh, and I’m kinky as fuck, biting, scratching, hair pulling, spanking, hard, rough, you get the point. Also, I feel like I have to project the statement that this story is actually true, because for some reason I don’t believe half of these anymore… which is fine, but I mean if you want to write fiction, try another subreddit? LET’S DIVE RIGHT IN I HAVE NO PATIENCE I’ll start with our most recent earth-shattering fuckfests. LET’S BEGIN!
We hadn’t seen each other in two weeks, and seeing as my sex drive is so high that the WIND BLOWING gives me a raging lady-boner, I was desperate to have G’s cock inside of me. We had sexted a few times, each time giving me a little more of a glimpse into his kinky side. He told me all the things he wanted to do to me the next time he got me alone, swapped a few pictures…I wanted him so badly that every part of my body was aching and swollen for him. He sai be was going to ravage me when he got me home. Then that Friday finally came…
We get into his apartment, I set my bags down and go up the three little stairs into the bathroom. Once in there, I begin the process of letting my hair out of the twist I had it up in, held together with three hair ties, four pin-clips, and one regular clip. Thankfully, I had tightly braided one side of my head back, so It wasn’t a mess when it came loose as I took my jacket off, whipped my shirt off, and took off the high-waisted black shorts and leggings underneath. I put the jacket back on, but now all I had on was a pair of crimson-red lace cheekie panties. I ran one hand down them to feel how wet and ready I already was for him. I checked my dark red lipstick in the mirror, saw how the gold barbell in my hard right nipple gleamed against my skin, and smiled to myself as I turned to open the door…
I nonchalantly walked back down into the kitchen and G looked up, frozen for a second, staring. So I pounced. I pressed myself against him, sliding one hand up behind his neck and the other to feel him through his jeans- he was already hard. He kissed me back ferociously, one rough hand grabbing a handful of my ass, the other tugging my wavy hair. He bit my lip as he spread my ass with that one hand to slide his hand between my cheeks to feel how wet I was. We groaned in unison as he touched my soaking slit through the lace, and he separated his lips from mine to roughly kiss my neck, shoulders, chest. He took one nipple into his mouth as he slid my panties aside and pushed a finger into me. (It had been two weeks. I’m tight.) I exhaled sharply, thankful that he had turned the TV on very loudly so the other people in the apartment building wouldn’t hear us. He practically growled as he kept fingering me, me getting wetter and wetter. Then he took control. He stood up straight, pulled my jacket off, and I was about to drop to my knees so that I could finally taste him when he said: “Kneel on the steps to my bathroom. Get on your knees. I need to taste you.” I almost came right then. “Yes, daddy.” I breathed as I turned, walked to the steps and did as I was told (for once in my life). My pussy was as exposed as its ever been, with me on all fours, my knees resting on the middle step and the rest of me draped over the fluffy bathroom mat, in the full light of the kitchen and bathroom. Not to mention that I, me, Marisol Jimena, was playing the sub! And holy fuck, I’m glad I did.
G took a minute to tease me…running his hands over my ass, up my back, then back down. I moaned lightly, feeling the goosebumps he was giving me. A moment of loaded silence, he ran the tip of one finger over my aching, wet slit, my breath caught and my back arched, and THEN I felt the tip of his hot, warm tongue slowly trace from my clit to my pussy. I could not control the moans that escaped my lips. He flicked his tongue lightly on my clit, and then BURIED his face into my pussy. He spread my ass so that he could clearly see my cunt, groaned at the sight of it, and began to tongue-fuck me, his tongue forcefully pushing in and out of my pink pussy, hard, fast, holding me open with both hands on my ass and me screaming into the floor. He was relentless, sucking hard on my clit and groaning with a mouthful of my pussy. He had me out of breath, panting, saying “oh fuck daddy, yes daddy, please don’t fucking stop, daddy” I could feel myself getting close, I was clawing at the floor, moving my hips in rhythm with his tongue as he held me in place by one arm around my thigh and the other grabbing my tit, pinching my nipples hard- just how I like it. He practically growled into my slit as I came, slowing to long, deliberate licks and moaning with me as he tasted my cum, lapping up every drop. After that I NEEDED his cock. No other word. NEEDED it. He helped me up from the steps and we made our way to the couch. I pushed him onto the couch so that he was sitting up straight, feet on the floor. I exhaled sharply at the sight of his dick, harder than I’d ever seen it, the tip seeping with pre-cum, rock hard and just for me. I got to my knees and crawled to him, my hair trailing on the floor, coming up between his legs and licked from his balls up, lapping up that pre-cum while looking him right in the eye. I got on the couch next to him and deepthroated him a few times as he started working a finger inside of me. I took him all the way into my throat and ran my tongue over his balls while his head rubbed the back of my throat. He pulled me up by my hair, growled something about needing to be inside of me. He stood, I stood, and he walked me to the rug and told me to lay on my back. I laid back and let my knees fall apart, sliding a hand down to play with my wetness and rub my clit while he watched. I grabbed one of my own tits, he couldnt hold back anymore and knelt between my legs. “Yes daddy please, can I please have that cock now, please fuck me” He was so hard, I was so tight, but I was wet as fuck and we both groaned with ecstasy as he sank himself inside of me, stretching me out, balls deep, in to the hilt- the tip bumping against my cervix. That’s a hint as to how blessed he is.
He started off surprisingly slow, said he wanted to see every inch of himself being gripped by my pussy lips. I relished every second. Pretty soon though , the sound of my wetness coupled with the continuous slapping of his skin against mine. I straddled him next. Had him sit up straight, ran the head of his cock up through my lips to my clit, watched him close his eyes with pleasure. He exhaled a long, desperate breath…then I slid my knees apart and took all of him. We both gasped, he took one of my hard nipples in his mouth, and I rode him slowly but deeply, using every muscle in my hips and abs, rolling my body, starting to lose my breath, the combination of his mouth and teeth on my nipple and how deep I could feel him inside of me. All he had to do was breathe “fuck.” in my ear and I came HARD, losing rhythm as I tossed my head back, and G used those gorgeous arm muscles to keep me in place, roughly grinding me back and forth so that he could feel every pulse around his cock. Then he threw me back on the floor, held one knee by my shoulder, (I’m very flexible :) YOGA) and pounded the FUCK out of me. I came like four times, I didn’t think it was possible to have another orgasm… but then he started losing himself in pleasure, and spoke: “I wanna cum baby girl. You’re so fucking tight, I want to come. ASK ME FOR IT.” “Oh fuck daddy please, I want your cum in my pussy so badly, please fill me up daddy this is YOUR pussy, take it, claim it, fill me up.” And he did. The feeling of his hot cum filling my pussy triggered another orgasm of my own, so that my pussy was practically milking his cock for all that hot cum I had just begged him for.
We ended up on the floor, sweating, gasping for air.
That’s just one of the many stories I have to share…. maybe next time I’ll tell you guys about the time he fucked my ass. Read more »

My [F]irst ti[m]e submitting to a stranger…

My First Dom/Sub Encounter With a Stranger

For the privacy of this story, I am going to use the names Jenn and Will. I am Jenn, a 24 year old Female with a high sex drive; that is not an exaggeration. For the longest time, I thought there was something wrong with me in the fact that I was never satisfied or always desired more. As far as my looks go, I would describe myself as a curvy and well-proportioned woman. Some have always described me as, “A cute face, little waist, with a big behind.” Yes, that is from a rap song but it totally fits me well. I have the perfect curves that give a man something sexy to grab. Getting back to the story…(He would describe her as being petite, with a perfect bubble butt and perky tits on a slim frame, 5 foot 4 and a beautiful face) Read more »

Family’s urge part I (FF)

Calm Winters night a young girl in her early 20s walks down the alley enlighted by street light she’s surrounded by total silence when suddenly a strong gust of wind wind blows straight in her face causing her cap to fly off her head, her blonde hair begans to run wild in the wind after a couple of seconds wind calms down suddenly a women’s voice is heard saying.
-Jess?
Jess recognises the voice and turns around, she sees her own mother in her early 40s standing in front of her holding a cap in her hand
Jess with surprised tone says.
-Mom what you doing here so late?
Mom approaches Jess hands her the cap and answers.
-Well I was getting worried so i decided to go look for you.
Jess with nose and cheeks covered all red from the cold looks at mom and say
-i told you not to worry..
Suddenly mom interupts Jess in the middle of a sentence
-Nonsense how can you expect me not to worry about my only kid, see if I wasn’t looking after you would have lost your cap it’s the last gift that your dad gave you before he passed away.
Jess face gets covered with big smile as she looks at the cap, she puts cap on and says
-I know, thank you for looking after me mom.
Mom extends her hand and fixes Jess hair then she slowly with her hand glosses through Jess cheek and with low voice says.
-Come on now baby let’s go home or we both gonna freeze to death
Jess home
Jess lays in her bed with open eyes surrounded by darkness she turns her head at the clock and looks at it the clock shows 11:50 night she gets out of the bed and walks to the lamp placed on tables top she turns light on. The light enlightens Jess body her white panties and naked firm breasts. She sits at the table opens a drawer and takes out a notebook.
Jess opens her notebook and begins to write.
-again I dreamed about my mom this time it was so clear as if I was there, she was wearing summer dress while laying on a green grass surrounded by flowers then dad appeared next to mom and kissed her straight in the lips after that they both turned at me and invited me to come closer, slowly I began to come closer to my mom but as I was approaching her my dad began to disappear until he vanished away at that moment I looked at my mom’s face her black hair deep eyes and red lips mesmorised me the last thing that I can remember is her soft whispering to my ear.
-Now that dad is gone you don’t want to see mommy sad.. Read more »

[MF] [Orgy] In the House of the Romans

Claire bowed her head respectfully to her Roman masters as they passed her and her fellows, standing in long lines in courtyard beneath the warm afternoon sun. Claire, like the other slaves in the line, were all female, and were all stripped naked.
She waited, breathless, as the men before her tried to decide which girls to sell and which to keep. Claire had grown up inside the walls of the Pilatus household, doing a range of chores as a child, and fulfilling quite different, more exerting ones, when she came of age. At a young 19, Claire had been sucking cock for over a year now, and she good enough that she could finish a man in a minute, perhaps less. Her ass would take less time, of course, if she was in the mood to use it right.
“Take… Dana,” one of the men said at long last. The terrified twenty-two year old, a tanned skin girl with large perky breasts, stepped forward with her head bowed. One of the house’s guards walked her away, hand on her shapely ass.
Claire hoped she wasn’t chosen. She had satisfied her masters as well as she could over that last year since she turned 18; she had earned their favour and shared their beds, as well as the beds of just about any guests the house entertained.
“Claire, too,” the man said. Claire was stunned. Her heart beat fast and the world span aroud her as she was marched off inside. She was left in a small room with Dana, the two huddling together, wearing nothing but their leather collars. These collars were more ceremonial than anything, the only practical use being giving men a handhold when they fucked her from behind. The choking wasn’t terrible.
“They could sell us to anyone,” Dana whispered, and Claire began to hear the older girl sob. She held Dana in her arms and whispered soothing things to her.
“Maybe they’ll send us to a handsome master. You know, one with a long cock or a long tongue. Maybe they’ll send us to a woman instead. We might not even have to service a man,” Dana said.
“I don’t care what they look like, it’s more that they can do anything to us. We might get whipped on a whim, or put in stocks for the army garrison.” Dana’s sobs became louder. Claire wanted to tell her that only the bad girls were sent to the stocks, with their assholes filled by the hundreds of soldiers of the garrison, but truth be told she just didn’t know for sure. Who knew what lay in store for them? Their masters were of noble blood and the girls were just slaves. Nobody would miss them.
They huddled in the dark for hours until a guard was sent to fetch them. They expected to be put into a cart and shipped away immediately, and so it was to their great surprise when they were brought into the private bathing rooms.
The master of the household, Pontus Pilatus, and his wife Julianna, held a whole suit of rooms that only a few girls ever saw. Here they now sat, Julianna, a fiery redhead, with her arms outstretched and breasts peaking the rose-scented water, Pontus relaxing on the opposite side. A few slave girls sat around the pool, and Claire recognised them as the master’s favourites.
“Finally. I send you out and…. What? You play with your brothers cocks while mine grows soft?” Pontus growled to the guard escorting the two women.
“My apologies, Master,” the guard said, bowing his head. He had likely come straight for the women without delay, but their Master was a fickle man and prone to insulting his fellows.
“Leave,” Pontus declared, waving a hand.
Once the guard was gone, Julianna sighed. “Do you have to antagonise the help, dearest? One day their swords may save us from a dagger in the back.”
“My spear is the only weapon worth a damn here,” Pontus replied. Julianna laughed and beckoned one of the slave girls over, a small girl with pale skin. She stroked the slave’s naked, wet body.
“So these are the ones we’re selling, are they?” Julianna asked. Her eyes roamed Claire’s body and moved onto Dana’s, and she grabbed the slave’s arm and moved it under the water. Her smile only a moment later told Claire that the slave was a finger’s length into her pussy and stroking hard. “I do appreciate you bringing them here, but if they’re to be off, then let them be off.”
“What’s the fun in that?” Pontus asked. He stood, revealing his dripping wet cock standing stiff at attention. “For all we know they may be loyal girls. Why not ask them what they think of this deal we’re making?”
Claire stepped forward, dropping her gaze. “Master, please don’t sell us! We’ll do anything!”
“Afraid at the whips and chains many of the men of the city use on their slaves?” The man asked wickedly. “They fill the girls so fully and so often that many can’t walk for days afterward, and it pains them to even sit down.”
Julianna laughed loudly, it turning into a moan of pleasure as the water rippled before her.
“Please,” Claire said softly. Dana stepped forward too, and Pontus beckoned them closer.
“Perhaps… if you’re tight enough and entertaining enough I might just keep you,” he purred, grabbing a breast in each hand, one from each of the girls. “Only one of you, though. Which one?” he laughed.
Claire began to reach down but Dana beat her to the punch, shoving her aside and twisting around so her back was facing the standing man. Reaching around, she spread her asscheeks wide and brought her asshole down on his stiff cock. The cock went deep inside her and she let loose a loud moan as she began to bring her ass up, down, up, down. The man grabbed her by the collar and held on for dear life as she rode him like a wild beast.
Claire stepped forward and moved to do something, anything, but Pontus simply waved her away.
“Go sit on the edge of the bath,” he instructed as Dana’s movements became even more frantic. “I’ve got my hands full with this one.”
Claire had no choice but to comply, and sat watching as Julianna shuddered with ecstasy and Pontus filled Dana with his long member. It was only minutes before he came hard inside her, groaning like a wounded dog, and Dana shrieked with fake pleasure.
He paused in his plowing, panting hard, then grabbed her by the hips and began again. He’d probably come in her twice or three times before the end of the day; after generations of using slaves as cum dumpsters, Roman men had developed a stamina that the rest of the world envied.
Claire endured their fun until Pontus sent the girls away, Dana with an ashamed look upon her tanned face. By nightfall Claire was in a prison cart behind thick iron bars, and Dana had been replaced by a freckled woman of twenty-eight; old for a slave girl but presumably far more experienced in the ways of pleasure.
Claire watched the Pilatus household disappear behind her as the cart rumbled down the cobbled street toward her new home. She didn’t know where she would end up but she knew that the odds were that she wouldn’t enjoy it. Read more »

[MF] The Slutty Lawyer Saga – Part 2: Second half of the first date

Link to Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5pbupb/mf_mother_pimped_her_daughter_out_to_me/

*I changed the name of the story to better reflect the tone and because Jen’s mom didn’t technically pimp her out. The night I met her she did go on about my big lips and how Jen would love kissing them, and she said that at worst we could become fuck buddies. She also makes an appearance in part 3, so I’ll leave it at that.

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When Jen dropped me off after our first date, the car with the hockey game crew was already running and waiting for me. I can only imagine how I smelled, going straight from the sex-mobile into the rental car. It was difficult to explain how my four-hour first date went when they asked me about it.

Fast-forward to after the game; I was in desperate need of a shower so Jen picked me up at 11:30pm to take me to her place. On the way we stopped at her neighborhood gas station where she filled the Mercedes with gas while I went in to buy condoms. As I mentioned in part 1, I have very little sexual experience – I had only had sex twice before Jen and this was the first time that I had ever bought condoms knowing I was going to make use of them. Even though we fucked bareback earlier that day we agreed that the responsible thing to do was to use protection this time. Read more »

[GROUP] Bisexual Marine Corps swingers

This story is 100% true. My ex-wife and I were swingers for nearly our entire marriage. At one point We were living with another couple and were basically polyamourous for a year or so. We all were bisexual so it made for some interesting couplings. This how we met that couple.
We had answered a couple’s ad on Craigslist under mw4mw seeking a couple with a bi female. The woman was super hot and a BBW(my female weakness) and my wife (Linda) and I (John)contacted them. The ad didn’t mention anything about then male being bisexual so I assumed he was straight.
When we met for drinks at the hotel bar, the guy and I immediately recognized that we were in the same platoon. But they were hot and we were horny so we continued to chat. His wife (Rosanna) and Linda were giggling and sipping their drinks and he (Tom) and I were reminiscing about some of our swinging experiences. I conveniently left out my bisexual parts as bi/gay dudes in the Marine Corps aren’t exactly openly accepted.
The evening went well so we went to the room. It started off simply enough. Drinks were being drank and we were establishing the rules for the evening. All the talk about our likes set a very sexual vibe to our evening. Wives were being flirty and Tom and I were getting hard. Linda started rubbing my cocks through my slacks and I loosened my wife’s top and let her breasts free.
Rosanna and Tom were making out started getting half naked. Linda got sight of this and went over and started kissing her ass and squeezing her ass and belly. Tom got naked and I was fast behind. I finished undressing my wife and the girls were on top of each other fast.
Tom and I were standing there hard as rocks rubbing our shafts, and I was apparently staring at his fat uncut cock. I must have been staring because Tom asked me I had ever and I told him I hadn’t. He chuckled and started to show off, rubbing it slow and deep. The foreskin was sliding over his nice shining head and my cock got harder and harder the more I watched.
I took this as a subtle invitation to go in. I quickly bent over and started to suck the head of his cock. He moaned in pleasure and grabbed the back of my head. My tongue swirled over head slipping the tip of my tongue between the foreskin. I sucked nice and slow for him for what seemed like 30 seconds before I hear Rosanna exclaim “wow!” and laugh. Linda just chucked and said I was good for that.
The ladies came over and watched the show while rubbing each other all over. Rosanna told us that he had fucked around with a couple of guys in school but hadn’t been with a guy for years. Tom said he had a couple of opportunities before Rosanna and he got marries, but the guys always flaked or were shady and he didn’t want to risk it.
After I had taken a break we all stripped off any remaining clothes and went to the jaccuzi. The jaccuzi was nice and we all took laps around fingering, and stroking, and making out with one another. We laughed and joked and traded sex stories and preferences.
Turns out Tom has occasional hemmiroids (tmi) and sometimes he enjoys penetration but most of the time it hurts. I said it was more than fine, because I love to bottom. We agreeded that condoms weren’t needed because of the frequency of STI testing and our mutual rule of safety always (hypocrites).
We started to make out again and grope and play again so we got out. We laid on the bed and Linda and I started to 69. She sucked my cock for a few then pulled my ass in the air and rimmed me while sitting on my face. I laid there eating Linda’s fat pussy and ass while receiving a extremely wet rim job when I felt something start the work inside my ass. Not know who it what it was made my cock nearly erupt right there but I managed to hold off and enjoy it some more.
Linda dismounted my face and I saw it was Rosanna who had been fingering my ass while Tom fucked her from behind. They fucked for a few more seconds before they stopped.
Linda walked over to Rosanna and led her to the bed. They stared to make out and ginger one another and Tom got closer to me and asked if he could fuck me.
One of the girls must have over heard and lube was tossed to us before I had the chance to say yes. He spread lube on my ass and slowly guided himswlf into me. He was gentle and slow, easing in only fast as I could handle. Before long I was nice and loose and he was going like a champ. The girls had paired off right above my head and I was fingering an ass and pussy while I got impaled by his dick.
He was moaning and fucking so fast that he quickly came on my cock, balls and stomach and needed a break. My wife grabbed a strap on and lined up behind me. She knew what I liked and soon I let loose with the help of the other Tom and Rosanna’s mouths.
We fucked a few more times before the night ended in a pile of bodies in bed. We woke up and had a morning quickie and parted. We met up 13-14 more times before we offered to have them move in with us. This started my first and last (so far) poly relationship with a bi couple.
I’ll update with some other memorable sex stories as I get time, but that was the first of many experience I have been lucky enough to enjoy.

[FM] Farewell fuck with my hung Ginger aptly named The Thickness

The thickest, most wonderful Ginger cock I’ve ever had the pleasure of sitting on has left Alaska today- and I’ll probably never see it again. I need a grief counselor. He texted me for a goodbye bang-bang and my keys were in the ignition to my vehicle before I’d even finished sending the reply. He told me to let him know when I got to the hotel, he wants to eat me in the elevator again. I throw my lacy black thing into my purse and head out dressed half-assed like I’m going to the music event later tonight. We’ll see, am I right? I have this hit of ALD-52 in my purse to test drive for my Trip Advisor, and I bought a ticket to the music thing… I should go… BUT THAT DICK, THOUGH. Why not both? The thought did cross my mind to drop my hit before getting taken to pound town -because as I remember from Ghost, sex on LSD can be one hell of a ride- and even considered not telling my partner I had taken anything. Not because he wouldn’t be able to tell, but because I have a terrible sense of humor and it would be a funny thing to tell my friends about later. I am the worst kind of human being for moments like that. I’m sorry, everybody else! Anyway, I abstained from dropping until after our slam sesh so it’s irrelevant. I show up, he lets me in the backdoor (foreshadowing our role reversal later, wink wink!) and leads me to the elevator. True to his word the moment the doors start to close behind him he’s on his knees, Stetson on the floor, pushing my skirt up and tearing my panties to the side. His mouth connects to my business and I’m wrapping a leg over his shoulder bringing him in closer. Not wasting any time he shoves fingers inside me and finds that magic spot that connects straight to my idiot face. I’m already wet because I’ve been wanting him all week, just the drive to the hotel was enough to flood my storm cellar. He makes my cum, hard, in moments. We get up to the right floor somehow (who pushed the floor button, and when!?) and he places the fingers that were just inside me, massaging that mystical gpot button, into my mouth. I love the way I taste. Read more »