My boyfriend recently keeps asking for me to tell him about my past sex life. I honestly don't mind telling him and I think it turns him on but and its a big but I'm really worried it might be too much for him.
I don't know if he thinks it'll just be a few naughty stories about nearly getting caught or whatever but in reality it's a lot lot more extreme. I really don't know what to do here.
I had been dating this girl for 2 years we’ll call her “Jane”. Jane is about 5’5, 110lbs, blonde with c cup breasts and a nice tight ass. We were very into monogamy and had never talked about swinging or anything of that nature. We had gotten into an arguement about our future together and what we wanted it to look like. She had said if I didn’t commit then she was going to stop ignoring other guys. At the time I figured she was just saying that to get under my skin (she did things like that on a regular basis). I didn’t have any other reason to think she was talking to anyone else at the time, we hung out everyday and I spent the night most nights at her house as I usually did. We would have sex regularly, I would go down on her and she would on me.
About a week before holloween I came over to her house after work and saw fresh flowers on the table and when I asked her about them she said they were from work and she didn’t know who got them for her, so I thought nothing of it. I stayed over that night and she was particularly moody, I was horny and tried to initiate and started touching her. I could tell she was being a little distant so I offered to go down on her for a while. She let me start eating her out , she was already extremely wet. I look up at her while I’m tongue deep in her and I see her crying and I ask what’s wrong, she says “can we just not tonight” and she refuse to tell me what’s wrong. Long story short we both end up going to bed and calling it a night.
Holloween night rolls around and she said she wanted to go to a holloween party at her best friends house, (her best friend is another girl). The plan was they were going to stop by the bar they worked at and grab a few drinks then have a couple girls over at her friend’s house. We text for a while and she’s answering pretty fast then around 11 at night she texts me and said that her and a couple of her friends were going to go back to her house and play some drinking games. She starts taking longer and longer to reply and I am texting her asking if I could come over and see her. She said she doesn’t think it’s a good idea and that we should just hangout tomorrow morning when she wakes up. Around 1230 she stops replying all together, and the next text I get is from her friend saying that she’s really drunk and that I should drive down and take care of her. My apartment is 30 minutes from her house, I hop in the car and start heading to her house thinking shes going to be sloppy drunk and a disaster.
I show up at her house around 1:15am and all the lights are off and it’s her car and a jeep that I don’t recognize in the driveway. The doors are locked so I knock and wait but nobody comes to the door. Normally when I’m locked out I just go knock on her window and she’ll come open the door. So I go over to the window which is about eye level with me and I start to hear loud music and I peak in to see if she is sleeping. The first thing I see is her with no top on and she is on her knees and there is a black guy with his hands on the back of her head just pounding the back of her throat. I’m not sure if I was in disbelief or shock but I just sat there and watched for atleast 5 minutes. His dick had to be almost double the size of mine and it was completely disappearing down my girlfriend’s throat. He pulled his cock out and slapped her on the face with it and pulled her up to her feet by her tittys and bent her over the bed. I kind of snapped back into reality and realized he was going to take my girlfriend so I knocked on the window pretty loud and they didn’t even bat an eye as if they didn’t hear anything. At this point he is pushing what looks like 9-10 inches of bbc into my girlfriend’s raw pussy . I knock on the window even harder and she looks over at the window and makes direct eye contact with me, he still isn’t even fazed he is plunging himself all the way into her which made her moan really load and break eye contact with me. He fucked her for atleast a minute before she pushed him out of her pussy got on her knees and pushed it down her throat, knowing I was watching everything and then walked over through the kitchen to the back door.
It’s holloween night and we’re in the Midwest so it is about 30 degrees outside and very windy. When she gets to the door she didn’t even bother to put clothes on , she just opens the door and says “what do you want, I told you not to come over tonight”. I blurt out the first thing that comes to my mind “what the fuck are you doing, I thought you loved me”. She closes the screen door between us and said “ I do but I cant keep doing this with you I told you I needed a commitment. We argue for a couple minutes as I plead with he to let me in and to kick him out. This guy walks up behind her also but naked and puts his arm around her naked breasts and his bbc is huge, still semi hard just resting on her right hip. She looks at me and says “ i think you need to leave I’m so sorry I will talk to you in the morning”. As she says that his arm goes up around her neck and she shuts the door in my face. So many things were going through my mind I just sat on the porch and cried for a good 5-10 minutes before I started to hear very loud moaning almost as if she wanted me to hear. For some reason I went over to the window one last time before I left just to see her face down with her ass straight up and him going balls deep in and out of her.
I drove down the road and just cried in my car for hours all the while knowing this guy is raw dogging my girlfriend 1 block down and there is nothing I can do about it. I get a text from her at 7am saying she so sorry and if I wanted to talk to her she would talk to me. Right as I receive this text I see the jeep pulling out of her drive into the main road. She asked if I was close and wanted to talk in person and I was so full of emotions I just wanted to see her so I said yes. I tell her I’m 5 minutes away and I try to clean my face up so I didn’t look like I was crying all night and drove down to her house. When she opened the door she had nothing on but panties and a robe her makeup was running down her face. The first thing she did was embrace me with a big hug, i could tell that she hadn’t showered and she clearly smelled like dick and sex. Her body even had a dampness to it like she had been sweating recently and her hair was all over the place.
She sat me on the couch and she told me she was sorry and that she would never do it again and that if I really loved her she would give me another chance. I like an idiot full of emotions said asked her to promise and said I loved her and I just wanted her back. She didn’t answer the promise and instead went right in and started kissing me deeply, more tongue than she normally did. Her breath smelled awful like she may have slept with his dick in her mouth. Before I knew it she was touching the crotch of my jeans and opening taking her robe off while still kissing me. She breaks the kiss and puts my head between her breasts and holds me there for a minute or so while I am sucking of here nipples. She starts taking her panties off and has her hands still wrapped around on tip of my head, she started pushing my head lower to her stomach and then almost a little more forcibly down to her pelvis. She lifted her right leg up and grabbed my chin and the back of my head and pushed my into her pussy. It was very red and puffy and it was really slimy more than her normal wetness. She starting to lean and walk forward and before I knew it she was straddling my face and grinding on my tongue. She took my pants down a little and started stroking my dick slowly while she fucked my face. She started to shake an and lifted herself off my face a little and rubbed her clit until a watery salty white glob came out right on my tongue and lips and she started squirting. She then sat all the way back down on my face and took my cock into her mouth for a couple minutes.
She gets up off of me and says she wants me inside of her, she lays on her back with her legs in the air and pulls my cock into her and then pulls me in for a kiss. I push myself all the way in and she looks me dead in the eyes and says “it’s so much smaller I can barely feel you now”, I start pumping a little faster and she starts to moan in my ear and whispers “ did you like how I tasted? He came so deep in me I didn’t think it was going to come out but you got it out” at that moment I pulled away from her a little and said I’m about to cum and she pushes me out of her pussy and jerks my dick until I cum on the floor. She says “seems like that really turned you on, just so you know I have been fucking him for about a month and he has came in me everytime. You have eatin him out of my pussy multiple times and even kissed me with his cum fresh in my mouth. I was in pure disbelief , she had never spoken or acted like this ever it was if something had snapped in her mind. We didn’t talk much after that , I rinsed off and then got dressed and headed for work.
We didn’t see eachother for 2 days as I was in my head over all of the news she had dropped on me. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I watched a black guy 2 times my size raw dog my girl and then blindly ate his cum out of her pussy not even 30 minutes after he left. Also the fact that she sad it wasn’t the first time I had tasted him out of her, it was all too much to process in a couple days. I was supposed to meet my mom out for dinner that weekend after holloween, 2 days after all this happened. We went to a local bar that has good food and sat down to enjoy our meal. A couple minutes later I see Jane walk in with the same black guy I saw her with the other night and they sit at the bar. I tried to avoid eye contact and making a scene since my mother is in the same booth as me. We finish eating and before we leave I glanced over at Jane, she does a little wave and her and the black guy start laughing at me watching me walk out with my mother. One of the most embarrassing moments in my life.
I recently started telling my husband my slutty stories while i fuck him/blow him. He fucking loves it. It all started a couple of weeks ago. We were both drunk in bed, and as he was fucking me he asked me "is this the biggest dick you ever had" and i don't know why but i didn't lie to him. i said "No daddy it isn't" As soon as i said it, i regretted it until..... he started fucking me harder and faster. He asked "then who's was it and how did you take it?" he slowed down so i could get the words out. As he's slowly stroking me missionary, i tell him "it was my ex, he had a 10 inch dick, and i took it every position imaginable." i then threw a little bit of humiliation in the mix "it's nothing like yours, i couldn't take his like i take yours." "He would leave me so sore" "i would feel his nut deep in my stomach when he creampied me" Didn't take much for my husband to explode inside of me Needless to say i found a new way to drive my man crazy & the best part is, he fucking LOVES IT.
Tonight during my workout at our uni's student gym I was warming up on the bike like normally do. About 5 mins into the ride my seat kinda dropped back and I was now angled upward a little. The lever was loose and I didn’t realize it and it shifted as I peddled. I was gonna get off and fix it but as I kept peddling and pushing my self into it, it was hitting me in just the right spot. It was only angled a little but it was enough to move my hips against without it being obvious. I was supposed to be on the bike for 10 mins ended up on it for 30 basically just edging my self the entire time. Was a little nervous getting up bc I was in light blue bike shorts and wasn’t sure the mess that was going to be between my legs. The seat was soaked and my shorts def had wet marks I quickly dripped some water from my bottle on the rest to make it look like I just spilled. I spent the rest of the time in gym wishing I had let my self cum on the bike seat. And my clit was so swollen it was absurd. Rest of the work out was great did legs and had a little extra motivation lookin at some of the hottie regulars
So when wife was a teen she went to her then boyfriend's family's lake house for like 4 days. Was with BF's family so there was no fooling around in the house. She slept in the room with his sister.
But behind the house was a garage (that had the large rollup door open all day long). Every day, after dinner, they'd say they were going to go for a walk. She said their first stop was the garage out back where, if you stood all the way to one side, you couldn't been seen thru the door or from the house.
My wife told me she'd squat down (like a baseball catcher) because the floor was dirty concrete. She'd hold onto her BF's thighs for balance and he'd hold her head in both hands and fuck her mouth fast and hard. He'd cum quickly, she'd swallow, and then they'd go on their walk around their lake.
This was honestly mainly an accident. I was helping my girlfriend move a few things to the nearest donation center and saw that she was giving away her old iPhone. I asked why she would not just sell it as it had some value, but she didn't seem to care. Because of that I asked her if I could have it to resell (I have a lot of experience in marketplace ect.)
She ended up leaving for a night with some friends later that weekend so I took the time to check if the phone still worked. After plugging it in and turning it on I saw that it was exactly how she had left it. I honestly never had cared about what she was doing on her phone as we have a lot of trust, but I couldn't help myself and had to look.
After a bit of looking (wasn't that hard) I found that she had all the old messages with her previous ex and fwb. It didn't take long before I was deep in the conversation and saw all the sext's about her wanting to swallow him in public and how much she loved when he would stretch her out. Then came the videos.
Before I looked to save myself I waited for her tomorrow come back and talk about it. As I said we're very open and trusting so I told her what I had seen. She asked me if I was hurt and I said honestly I was mainly turned on. She asked if I saw any pictures and I told her I didn't, but wasn't opposed to seeing them. She told me to take a look if I wanted and let her know what I think.
The videos were of her getting railed from the back, focusing on her begging for him to cum in her. The one that got me off the most was a video of her at a party in college sucking him off in the bathroom and showing off the cum after he exploded in her mouth.
To this day we now talk about her being fucked by other guys and how they compared. Never thought I would like it, but we both love it now.
So today I was hanging out with a friend of mine, kind of a friends-with-benefits situation, and we were having some preamble before hooking up. We were taking about porn (I know he watches a lot of it), and I mentioned that I always use reddit for porn. He thought that was odd, so I asked if he wanted to watch some with me.
The plan for today:
1 - Hang out, have sex
2 - Go for dinner with our mutuals
3 - Go to be at a decent hour for work tomorrow
What ended up happening
1 - Pull out laptop, create a custom feed with subreddits you know he'll love
2 - Full screen, full volume
3 - Watch his eyes glaze over as you feed him porn
4 - Insist he stroke his cock while you rub your pussy next to him
5 - Rub, rub, rub
6 - Watch squirm and whimper while he pumps his brain away for porn
7 - Call to cancel dinner
8 - Pump, pump, pump
9 - Call in sick to work
10 - Spend the day edging with a desperate new gooner
I that's how I ended up spending the day sprawled across the couch next to my friend, watching him have so much more fun fucking his fist for porn than he ever did fucking a real girl. He's just started and he's already so far gone, he doesn't want to do anything but stroke and pump himself into plastic pussies. I love stupid gooner boys who can't help but to give in. I don't think his cock will ever want real pussy ever again~
Nggghhh I've turned into such a dumb little edgeslut. I'm so devoted to my pussy! I'm so devoted to porn! Pussy talks and I listen. Ngggghhhh I just need to rub all the time!! I've never been this horny in my life. My pussy is so wet and achy all the time. I'm always watching porn, always thinking about porn, always rubbing for porn. I always just wanna rush home and rub my little pussy to perfect porn girls taking huge cocks and making dumb porn faces.
Pleasure has taken priority over everrryyyythhiiing in my life. I don't wanna see friends, Im missing class, Im calling in sick all just so I can edge all day long. Nothing feels better the edging! I love talking to other gooners who brainwash me into a dumb needy slut who does nothing but rub. I wanna be a good girl for Daddies who tell me to brainwash myself for porn. Everything makes me so porn-brained now nggghhhh I dont ever wanna stop.
I am your average, slightly overweight soccer mom. But I'm also an obsessive gooner. To the point where I wake up early before my family to get at least an hour of rubbing my clit to myself. I sneak off at work to rub it in the bathroom any chance I can. I listen to porn on my commute home and often slide something in my panties to grind my clit against. I fucking love gooning and edging my needy clit as much as I can. Stuffing my pussy full. Humping against the seam of my jeans. I love knowing I'm aroused and edged and wet as I run errands, imagining someone realizing I'm so desperately turned on and pushing me into a corner or a back room and shoving their hand in my pants. Honestly, my urge to goon only gets stronger as I get older. My biggest wish is that I could find friends who are the same way as me and we could spend moms nite just gooning ourselves senseless together for hours.
I've recently discovered gooning and holy shit, it's taken over my life. I'm become such a little whore, rubbing my pussy to comments from internet perverts.
I've started craving a perverted older boyfriend who's just as addicted to gooning as I've become.
I just imagine living with my boyfriend, sucking his cock while he works, games, watches TV. Laying on the couch together and rubbing ourselves stupid to porn for hours and hours. Spending our days fucking all over the house. I'd love to watch as he experiments with toys, my eyes fixed on his cock while he pleasures himself. I wanna be his porn girl, his fleshlight, his slut.
I can't stop gooning to videos of men using fleshlights and other toy, perverts flashing girls in public, men edging and gooning and doing anything for pleasure.
I want a gooner boyfriend so bad
My biggest trigger is porn addicted gooners who devote themselves to porn.
I can't stop rubbing myself watching or reading comments/stories from pathetic men who goon themselves stupid for porn goddesses. I love watching them edge, massaging their little cocks, whining and moaning from the pleasure. I have a special special place in my heart for femboys/sissies especially.
I just wanna goon with my submissive, perverted gooner, who wants mommy to rub his aching cock and make him more pathetic, more desperate. God I need a gooner bf so so bad!!
I game a lot and dont go outside much due to social anxiety so most of my time is spent playing video games or masturbating. I have my own apartment and within the past year i have gained an entire shelf of dildos (roughly 30), vibrators (like 5), anal plugs (10 all different sizes), etcetc.
I have tons of sex toys and i work from home aswell so it works well. When im not working, im usually playing with myself. I walk around naked 24/7. Im a virgin and ive never used a dildo past 7 inches.
Im always horny and extremely wet. I sit on dildos and have my ass plugged when i play games, i use toys when on my deck, against my huge living room window, any surface of my apartment. Im loud too, i live high up and my walls are decently thick so nobody can see or hear me. It gives me so much freewill to fuck myself at any given time.
Whenever i do leave my house (rarely), the only thing i can think about is getting back home and masturbating. I know im capable of getting a boyfriend, i know im good looking, but i am more than satisfied with all my toys. I also have those sex machines that thrust the dildos for u.. i dont think any man would approve of my current lifestyle and i dont really care.
I please myself constantly, i photograph myself and never show anybody. I feel so sexy and i guess ive never felt the need to have that thought reinforced by a man. So i guess ill stay a little virgin forever hehe
Can’t stop gooning. My pussy is so raw and sensitive. My thighs are dripping, all I can smell is my own wetness and it’s driving me crazy. Can’t stop watching videos of men stroking their cocks, touching themselves and moaning. My fingers have barely left my pussy in the last 3 hours. I’ve had myself stuffed full with toys, my vibe on my clit. I’m considering making myself air tight, just because I so desperately want to feel my dildo in my throat.
I wanna get worse. I want to sink deeper and deeper 😵💫😵💫
There is nothing that turns me on more than edging myself to comments, posts, stories, and videos from porn addicted men. I can't help it - I'm in love with perverts! I love it when men talk to me about their masturbation habits. I love picturing them, desperate, horny, leaking and pumping into their fists.
Last night, I scrolled through this sub and some others, rubbing myself stupid to all the posts of men giving into pleasure, devoting their lives to porn.
I hope to one day to be the useful goonette wife of a religious level gooner who uses me like a fleshlight. I'd love to fulfil his every fantasy, be his mommy, his bitch, his kitten, his good girl, I'll be whatever and who ever pleases him.
I need a gooner bf so so bad
It was weeks before Christmas when my work wife started probing me for what I wanted for Christmas. Sarah was about my age and we shared more than two professionals should share in the office but it was all innocent fun facts about one another. We would commiserate about the same issues regarding our lives, careers and our spouses and even though we may have flirted, it was never anything I ever wanted to pursue. But as we chatted in the empty lunchroom her tone became more playful and seductive than usual. “Come on. Tell me what you want! Even if you can’t tell your wife…what would be the ultimate gift for you this Christmas?”
She asked as she leaned in over the standing tables our lunch room. The table helped perk up her beautiful C cups. I knew she must have caught me taking a glance at her cleavage as she stood up and pulled up the straps on her bra making her tits bounce and again catch my attention. She then leaned in pushing again “it could be absolutely anything. Come on, you know I won’t tell anyone! Do you want to know what I want?” I looked at her for a minute before finally taking the bait “Fine, what do you want for Christmas naughty girl?”
She laughed at my passing comment and started to twirl a strand of her bangs as she looked me in the eyes to respond “I want a threesome. I don’t care what kind. Another girl, hubby and me or a well hung dude, hubby and me! I can never ask for one but god, I think it would be a fun night to just get lit and let things go play out as they might!” My jaw must have bounced off the floor as I hadn’t seen that answer coming at all. I was in complete shock when she came at me again “So there. I shared an intimate secret. You won’t tell anyone, so tell me yours and we will be even! Come on! I know you’re dying to tell me!”
She knew me so well. I did want to tell her. But there was no way. How could I tell my work wife my true fantasy when I couldn’t even tell my actual wife. Sarah kept it going just like a spoiled toddlers would when they wanted something they had already been told no to. She was relentless. “Fine!” I finally blurted out “I’d take one of those threesomes too but I would ask for just the two chicks version. Maybe ask for you to join us and then it's my present and yours all wrapped into one!” She wasn’t buying it. “Fuck off you unoriginal piece of shit! You’ve already told me you’ve had a threesome in uni and you didn’t see what the fuss was about it. So don’t be a bitch, and tell me what you really want!”
I was now staring directly at her tits that were now falling out of her dress shirt. I swear she must have unbuttoned an extra button while I was distracted. As I noticed her neon pink frilly lace trim of her bra poking out, I decided ‘what the fuck’ and just blurted it out “I want to be dominated and be put in chastity for an undetermined amount of time!” My face instantly started to burn with embarrassment as it was now my coworker’s turn to pick up her jaw from the floor. I’m not a chauvinist by any means, but I definitely have an alpha male reputation. She stood up and again adjusted her bra making her boobs jiggle and finally spoke “Fucking eh?! I would have never thought of you as a submissive but now that you’ve thrown it out there I would love to tie you down and just have my own fun with you!”
I didn’t know how to react to that statement. “Well, I guess if you wanted to change your threeway to two Doms and one sub, maybe I could still help you with that Christmas present of yours!” She laughed and just before she could respond a number of our coworkers came into the lunchroom to refill their coffees. We made our way back to our offices and as I entered my office Sarah stopped in my doorway and finally responded saying “Well I don’t think I’ll be productive for the rest of the day. Just going to be thinking of ways I could dominate you! Hope you enjoy thinking about my tits!” And with that jab she gave me a quick wink and left to resume her day in her office.
By the time I got home all I could think of was Sarah’s tits and her and my wife dominating me in a Christmas Eve threeway fantasy. As the night went on my wife asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I rhymed off a few pieces of sporting gear I wanted for my weekend hobbies and a few new books for my kindle I thought would be fun reads. I didn’t ask her what she wanted as I always just bought her something from her favourite designer at the time and something shiney from Tiffany’s & Co and always ended the day being rewarded with a world class blowjob. It was one of only two days a year where she would blow me and actually swallow (my birthday being the other). Any other night that ended with oral, she would finish me on her tits or have me jerk it off myself.
The next morning I woke up with a raging hardon. Before my alarm went off I got up and went to the bathroom where I opened some chastity teasing porn, jerked off and came in record time before turning on the shower and starting my day. My wife kissed me goodbye as we jumped in our own cars and headed off to our respective workplaces. I had hoped with such a speedy ejaculation, my post nut clarity would erase my fantasy and I would just go back to the usual desires. But having admitted my darkest fantasy had intensified my desires and thoughts. Every night before joining my wife in bed I would rub one out and then again every morning before showering I would jerk off to thoughts of being locked up by my wife and dominating and teased mercilessly. After a week, Sarah started to creep into my fantasy as I began to envision being locked up and having Sarah and my wife as my keyholders before they kicked off a devilish threesome where I was locked and they went full girl on girl. My mind would spin as I dreamt about my “two wives” encasing my cock with a cage before stripping each other. As I came up with an elaborate scene, my cock would swell and before I could stop myself, I would beat my dick like it owed me money and cumming with a huge load.
Days turned to weeks and finally Christmas was upon us. As I packed up to leave Christmas Eve, Sarah swung by my office already dressed to leave. “Merry Christmas! I hope you get everything you desire for Christmas! Even if you can’t be honest with your wife, I hope Santa can fulfill your wishes!” Finishing her last word she blew me a kiss and skipped off as I wished her a “Merry Christmas” yelling after her down the hallway.
I got home and my wife and I went about our routine Christmas Eve followed by the typical scheduled Christmas Day. After waking up and exchanging all our presents, I made us a nice big breakfast before we called our families and wished everyone a Merry Christmas before enjoying the day watching our favourite Christmas movies before I started to prep our Christmas Prime Rib dinner. Usually as I cooked, my wife would leave me in the kitchen alone to make her a wonderful meal, but instead this year she sat at our kitchen bar and drank wine. By the time dinner was done and plated we had already finished off two bottles of red and she was uncorking a third as we sat down to eat. By the time we finished dinner the bottle was empty and I was feeling very loose. I made a crack about her trying to get me drunk which she responded with “Something like that sweetie. I have two more gifts for you tonight but wanted to make sure you were in the right mood and headspace before I let you open them.”
I couldn’t tell if my head was spinning because of the wine or because my wife had gotten me drunk to be able to enjoy my Christmas gift. I was so excited my cock jumped to full mast thinking that she was getting me lubricated to perform a mind bending blowjob. She took me by the hand and led me to our bedroom. My wife commented “My my aren’t we excited for our surprise gifts! Well now I really hope you like the first one, or this is going to be a very awkward night!” I replied telling her at this point she couldn’t go wrong. “I’ll hold you to that!” She retorted quickly with.
She had me sit at the foot of our bed and I went to take off my clothes but before I could get my shirt off she stopped me. “Whoa there mister. Not so fast. First you need to open your first present and then we will get naked.” I looked at her puzzled but in my drunken state I could care less at the pace! My mind was already racing towards watching her head bob on my nob before filling her mouth with a hot load of cum. She walked over to her nightstand and retrieved a small present and handed it to me with a “Merry Christmas sweetheart. I hope this is actually what you wanted for Christmas!” I let out a laugh and said “Everything you’ve gotten me has been perfect, I’m sure this will be as well!” And I ripped into the wrapping to find a plain box. I quickly popped it open to find a black satin pouch with a bow keeping it together. I pulled on the bow and the contents of the bag fell into my lap. I looked at my wife, who nervously was staring back at me. I looked back down in disbelief. Sitting in my lap was a steel 1” nub chastity cage with a key!
Hi goonettes and gooners! I know my account is brand new but that's just because I mostly goon on insta and didn't even know about this sub until today.
But into my story...
I'm on an edging/gooning personal best of 11 days, my clit is so fucking sensitive and swollen that I've had to stop wearing panties to work because the fabric running against me is making me fucking wet all the time...
I'm so fucking needy and desperate that when I was shopping at a local kmart today I found myself following this gorgeous woman around the store, just staring at her ass and feet as she shopped. I was trying not to be creepy but I swear that every time she saw me I got wet. And I know I was blushing so hard, it turned me on sooo fucking much!
Anyway, she went to the shoe section and tried on a pair of sandals, gold straps and a short heel, she looked so fucking sexy in them that I was panting as she walked up and down the aisle. Eventually she took them off and left... That's when I saw my opportunity! I waited for her to be gone, grabbed the pair she had tried on, and bought them as I ran out of the store to my car.
So as I'm typing this, I'm sitting in my car in the underground garage with one of the shoes in my mouth, and the other rubbing against my pussy... I don't think I can hold it any longer as I imagine her stepping on me and spitting on me... Fuck...
My wife is extremely cute and very innocent in most ways. However, I could not shake the feeling that she had some hotpast stories she was hiding from me. Up to this point, I had only really known that she had about 6 partners before me with brief stories about each one.
Recently, I asked her where I ranked in the “size” category with all of her previous partners, to which she answered “I would say you tie for second”. “Not bad!” I say, followed by “So there is a definite bigger guy?”. She says “Oh yes…. As a matter of fact. He’s the only person other than you that I’ve had sex with more than once.” I then admitted that this info was turning me on quite a bit, so she offered to continue….
She, 20 years old at the time, was on a second date with this man we will call Will. Will had a part time gig as an audio tech and also did some recording of his own, so He had access to a music studio and wanted to show my wife.
Soon after they arrive, he makes his intentions clear with my wife. He wants to fuck. Right there in the studio. My wife on the other hand was not prepared for this. It was only their second date, so sex was not yet on her mind for this man.
Will pushes my future wife against a table in the studio, spinning her around to bend her over it, rips her jeans down to her ankles, does the same with her panties, and proceeds to bury his face in her rear.
My wife is in a complete state of shock as she did not see this coming, however, she quickly became VERY okay with what was happening as he was quite skilled with his tongue and mouth. She was getting wetter by the second. It didn’t take long for her to let out her first orgasm of the evening.
After that, Will pulls her off the table and guides her to her knees where he demands she pull his cock out, to which she obeys. She sees his cock outline in his jeans already and can already tell he will be her biggest yet, scaring her a bit. She unzips and pulls down his pants, his cock looking even bigger in his tight underwear. She places her face against his bulge while she slowly peels down his boxers, exposing his long, thick member.
I asked “how big was it?” To which my wife answers, “Oh at least 8 inches. Probably more like 9” and “so thick it hurt my jaw”.
She does her best to suck this man’s cock for a few minutes before Will is ready for more. He lifts her onto the table once again. This time she is sitting facing him, legs spread wide, and his cock directly hovering in front of her dripping wet pussy. He sits the tip on her opening and pushes in slowly. Her tight young pussy slowly but surely wrapping itself around him.
He begins to speed up and soon enough he is violently fucking her, bottoming out his long cock inside her. After several orgasms from my wife, her tight pussy got the best of him. He pulls out and sprays a huge load on her stomach. They clean up, pick up dinner, and she heads home.
The next day, my wife is in her college dorm, sore from the evening before, but desperately wanting more. She texts him and asks if she can come over. He says yes, so she immediately drives to his house where she immediately gets to work sucking his cock. According to my wife, they fucked over and over that night until 3am. Switching between the bed, the sofa, the chairs, the shower.
When she reached out to him the next day, he ghosted her. She still doesn’t know why, but she never heard from him again so she moved on and 2 years later met me!!
Okay, so, I got a few messages since the last story, and I wanted to clear up a few things in more "plain" language.
Firstly, yes, I definitely did actually kick my brother in his nuts. Many times. But it wasn't quite as sexualized or dramatized as I made it in this story. So, I wanted to go over a few things specifically.
The whole thing actually started when I'd seen my friend kick her ex boyfriend in the balls for cheating on her, and I remember seeing it and thinking that she didn't seem to even kick him that hard, but as soon as her foot made contact with his testicles, he was just on the ground moaning in agony, and something about that seem is so amazing.
But unlike most people assume, it wasn't because of domination. I just thought it was so enthralling that boys had this one spot that you could hit and weren't supposed to, but if you did, you got such a crazy reaction, and they just kind of get stuck on this loop where they moan about their balls over and over, and the “naughtiness” of it was oddly alluring.
Fast forward a few days later, me and my brother end up in an argument and as it kind of gets to an escalated point, I remember actually thinking about that and how this kind of was my chance to try it if I wanted to and so, as soon as the idea came to my head I kind of just went with it!
I remember launching my foot between his legs and kicking him as hard as I could right in his nutsack, and the instant it happened I almost kind of felt bad and nervous and worried all at the same time but as soon as he went down I remember him specifically moaning
“ooooh… my balls, my balls, Sarah, you kicked my balls, my balls, Sarah, my balls!”
And hearing that kind of gave me this weird rush that I'd never felt before, and I kind of fell in love with it. Oddly enough, a big part of it seemed to be the affirmation at the end, hearing him actually complain about his testicles being hurt. It was something that was like almost a drug in my head at the time. And I remember thinking, yes, yes, I did kick you right in your nuts. 🥰
It was almost like this satisfying thing because I knew I shouldn't have done that. I knew it hurt a lot, but then… I did it anyway. And that's where it kind of took off.
Basically for a year after that point, any opportunity I got, any excuse my brother gave me, and sometimes even without an excuse, I made sure to kick his balls as hard as I could. Because I loved listening to that reaction at the end and knowing I was getting away with something that I probably shouldn't have been.
Eventually that did catch up with me where I realized I was kind of being ridiculous and overzealous. And it was an intense thing to keep doing. My friends had actually called me out for it because I had started to sack tap my friends and kick them in the balls a few times as well.
I got a bit of a reputation as a ballbuster and got called out for it once. And after that, it kind of became something where I felt like I was going to end up being ostracized if I didn't calm it down. So I stopped after that and honestly, I actually haven't kicked anyone in the sack since.
Just to end it off, yes, I know, kicking my brother in his nuts was probably not the right thing to do under a lot of those circumstances, but it was a bit of a live-and-learn thing, and in the end I'm pretty sure his, his poor testicles are fine. 😂 He doesn't seem to be having any issues. Never had to take him to the hospital or anything like that. He just had a sore nutsack more often than he probably would have liked. 🤭
One of the reasons I even wrote that story in the first place was because I was talking about a friend on my on a different account and they told me that even though it was pretty taboo and I thought it was strange it wasn't that uncommon and that there was places like this where I could share stories and probably meet other people in a similar boat.