queue-balls: User submission: Jackie’s StoryThis is something you’ll see here occasional
queue-balls: User submission: Jackie’s StoryThis is something you’ll see here occasionally: real-life stories submitted by my depraved, addicted users. Specifically, stories about things they’ve done after viewing my blog, listening to the audio files, or spending time on #clubgoon. Submit your own story for consideration here, with an explicit, 300+ word account of whatever deviant, depraved act that gooning drove you to. Names and places are always changed to protect the guilty. Enjoy. - qbBefore I was married I had a few times where I fooled around with men, and enjoyed being tempted with my inner submissive sissy. I put that behind me when I got married, and forgot about that little girl inside me.However, at some point, somehow I came across gooning, and the crew in #clubgoon. Not sure how I even ended up in there but it is a very difficult place to leave. When I do manage to leave, I’m drawn back pretty quickly. The images and the lust revive the inner submissive sissy in me again. Over the course of a weekend I had snuck around and spent enough time in the chat room to be in a frenzy of lust. I ended up posting an ad on Craigslist to suck cock for anyone who could prove they were married. I figured just to be safe, I needed to find alpha males that were married and had as much to lose as I did if outed. Next thing you know I find a guy that works just down the street from me. He’s demanding that I meet him where he works at closing time. I’m a nervous wreck but the lust for cock overwhelms me. It keeps me going. He texts me that it’s safe to come by right at closing.I drive in from down the street. We’ve never met before. I walk in and he comes down with an inquisitive look on his face, implying that I need to be the first to talk and divulge my purpose. So without even being 100% sure this is the right guy, I open my mouth.“I was talking to someone over Craigslist that could help me.” Still silent, he walks around the sales floor walks past me on the sales floor and locks the door. Then he turns to me and shows me his wedding ring and a picture of him and his wife. The first two words he speaks to me are, “follow me,” and he heads upstairs. I follow him to what looks like a workshop for his business. When he reaches the top he turns around and drops his pants. This is what I was waiting for. I drop to my knees. His beautiful cock is standing at attention in front of me. He’s as excited as I am. I wrap my lips around his cock and an intense sigh of release comes from deep inside me. Finally, a cock in my mouth. He gives a few basic instructions as I lose myself sucking and slobbering all over his cock. This felt so much better than I ever experienced in the past. I loved being on my knees submitting to his desire. Finally he gives me the instruction that he’s getting close and that he wants me to deep throat him so that he can cum deep inside me. I give him a few final strokes with my lips (never used, my hands I was so proud of myself), and then slide my throat down over his cock. Practicing with a dildo at home has paid off. I feel his body quiver and then his cock erupts down my throat. I slowly pull back on his cock as I feel him ejaculating down my throat. I catch every drop without ever taking my lips from his throbbing meat . The last few squirts I catch on my tongue so that I can really enjoy the taste. I swirl it around my mouth. Afterwards, I stand up and wait for a sec. He bends down to pull up his pants. Coming back up, he looks at me with this impatient look on his face, and with an annoyed tone, says, “I’ll email you when I need you again.” So I quickly head downstairs, unlock the door and jump in my car to head home. As I get home I greet my wife. The taste of another man’s cum still in my mouth. The thought lodged in my head, “I still want more… .” -- source link