This happened a couple of weeks ago and what started as just a couple of drinks with a male buddy of mine Tim turned out to be a night I’ll remember for a long time.
I live in a city in the midlands area of the UK. The city is popular with stag and hen parties as there are plenty of activities to do as well as great nightlife. It was a Friday and I got a text from Tim asking if I wanted to meet for some food and have a beer as I hadn’t seen him for a while.
We met early evening and went for some dinner, on the table next to us were six women who were having a great time and were clearly there celebrating one of the girls' birthdays. When we’d finished our food one of them asked me to take a couple of photos of them and this was my ‘in'. I asked them what they were doing, where they were from etc… they told me they were from the south west of England about 150 miles away and they were here for the weekend celebrating one of the girls’ 30th birthday. They asked where was good to go and we chatted to them about what they wanted/liked and suggested a few places they should visit and then Tim offered us up as tour guides for the night and they agreed.
The group broke down like this Davina (birthday girl 30f single), her younger cousin Jane (24f single), two work friends of the birthday girl (can’t remember their names both over 30f and in relationships) and her two best friends Sandy (28f married) and Cindy (29f married with a couple of kids). Names have been changed to protect the guilty.
We took them to a couple of places to get cocktails as this is what they requested and they started to relax with us, well four of them did the two whose names I can’t remember were a bit stuck up and really didn’t want us there. Thankfully when we decided to leave the second bar one of them said she was tired and was going back to the hotel and the other one went with her. The rest of us moved to another bar where I bought a bottle of cheap champagne followed by Tim doing the same. By this time we were all starting to feel the affects of the alcohol and had become quite loud with a lot of laughter. At some point they asked how old we were and we asked them to guess, we’re both the wrong side of 35 but don’t look it so when they said 32 and 33 we didn’t correct them.
The birthday girl declared she wanted to go somewhere and dance and it should have a lot of good looking men. I had already figured out we didn’t really have a shot with the two singletons Davina and Jane as they both tallish good looking blondes one an older version of the other. You could definitely see the family resemblance. Tim and I are not that tall with me being shorter than Tim and with these two in heels they were taller than us I knew fairly early on they thought we were nice funny guys, but that was it. We selected a bar that played music and had a dance floor. As soon as we went into the place Davina and Jane disappeared onto the dance floor. The rest of us got drinks, found a table and sat down. It didn’t take long for the two blondes to make new friends and after about ten minutes Davina was dancing with some tall good looking guy and Jane had her face stuck to someone else. They looked like they were trying to eat each other.
At the table we kind of paired off me chatting with Sandy and Tim chatting with Cindy. I was getting to know Sandy quite well at this point and I was definitely attracted to her, but I figured with her being married she was just enjoying the attention from a random male for the evening and it wouldn’t go anywhere. She was short about 5’, brown hair, brown eyes, great smile and was a little bit chubby but not too much, rounded in all the right places, which I really like. She was wearing jeans and loose fitting boob tube top (I think that’s what it is called) and looked great. She told me she’d been married for fours years, been together with her partner for two before that. As soon as they got married they had tried for a baby, but after a year nothing had happened. They both carried a lot of weight and doctors told them to get healthier if they wanted help. She had dropped 3 stone about 42lbs and her husband had yo yo dieted never losing more than 7lbs and was now heavier than he’d even been. She showed me photos from the wedding on her Facebook and he was a big guy and I could see how much she had changed. Needless to say I paid her a lot of compliments told her she looked great. I definitely got the feeling she had come to resent him for not trying harder. The other problem was still no baby and I got the impression he was the problem. All in all she wasn’t a very happy bunny or at least that’s how she made it sound.
At this point we were getting bored with the bar, the music wasn’t to anyone else’s taste and the Sandy and Cindy wanted to go someone else a bit more fun where they could dance. We told them about a place that does cheesy pop tunes from the 80s onwards and they were sold. Cindy went and spoke to Davina who was fine with us moving on. They were more than happy with where they were and would text later to possibly catch up or let them know when they were going back to the hotel. We didn’t see them again.
The four of us went on to the next place. Tim and I had a chat on the way over to the next bar with the girls walking in front of us and he said he really liked Cindy, but again thought nothing of it as she had spoken a lot about her husband and kids. We both agreed that if the chance came up we’d be going for it with them. We got into the next bar and the girls bought as a drink. It was fairly quiet but we went onto the dance floor and for the next hour or so just danced around like idiots having a lot of fun. We both got close with the girls, arms around each other, them backing into us grinding against us. It was going great, but no one had made a move at this point.
We moved off the dance floor and the girls went to the toilet together, as they do. Tim said he should be leaving soon as had some stuff to do on the Saturday and didn’t want to be stupidly hung over. When the girls came back Cindy said she wanted to go back to the hotel and Sandy wasn’t quite ready. Tim said he’d walk Cindy back to the hotel and then get a taxi home. I said I’d stay with Sandy because if I was reading it right they had just tried to separate us.
Tim and Cindy left and I needed the toilet so I told Sandy I’d be back. When I came out the mens toilets Sandy was waiting for me. The toilets were split male and female, but there was a communal sink area outside the two doors and she was waiting there looking in the mirror. She gave me a big smile and she walked to one side with me and I asked if everything was okay. She told me that Cindy had really liked Tim and had asked if she could give her an hour or so alone with him at the hotel, if he was up for it which I knew he was. She was going to text when he left. Apparently she hadn’t been getting it at home.
At this point I knew I had to do something to find out what Sandy was thinking and if she turned me down just apologise, tell her to take it as a compliment and then go back to dancing and having a good time. So I said, “What are we going to do for the next hour or so?” Sandy replied, “I’m sure we’ll think of something,” and smiled at me. In my head I was jumping around like a crazy person. I reached out with my hand and gently took hers and we just looked at each other and I could feel how nervous she was thinking she shouldn’t be doing this, but alcohol kind of helps you make these decisions. I told her that she didn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to, but I would be very disappointed, if it didn’t happen and understood if she decided not to. She looked at the floor for a few seconds and then looked up and said, “I really like you, but I don’t want to sleep with you, well I do, but…oh you know why,” then she paused again and said, “but I would love to fool around.” This was the chance to close the deal and at this point there were two other women now at the sinks, so I leant down and whispered in her ear, “It’s fine we don’t have to have sex, but I would love to take you somewhere private, take your knickers off and go down on you.” I then looked her in the eye with a rye smile on my face. Her eyes went wide and she smiled she looked at the two women who were now making their way up the stairs, pulled my head down and said, “That sounds amazing, if you do that for me I’ll return the favour.” At this point I could feel something going hard in my jeans and I hadn’t even kissed her yet.
Next thing she moved quickly and I didn’t really know what was going on. She pushed the door open on the ladies toilets and looked inside, then grabbed my hand, pulled me in and led me, very quickly, to the end cubicle, pulled me into it, closed the door and locked it. I had a look around and it was fairly clean and what surprised me was it was a solid cubicle, no gaps at the top or bottom or under the door, which was a shame in one respect because I thought and laughed to myself if Tim was still here he could filmed it. The other thing I noticed was it was a lot nicer than the mens.
We looked at each other briefly and just went for it. She put her arms on around my neck, she pulled me in for a kiss and I cupped her face and ran my hands into her hair. Our tongues were exploring each others mouths. I let my hands run down her back and I grabbed her ass and picked her up a little pulling her towards my cock so she could feel I was hard. She put one of her hands on my butt and pulled me in. I let one of my hands wander up the back of her top and gently caressed her back. I then kissed her neck and let me hand go round the front so I could feel her up. She had smallish, probably B cup breasts, they felt good and I could feel her nipples were hard through her bra. I felt her hand slide round from my butt and she gave my bulge a squeeze and gently rubbed it through my jeans. I pulled on her on boob tube top and pulled it down over her breasts revealing her white lacy bra. She moved her hands to my belt and started to undo my jeans, I was really turned on at this point so I started thinking of things to try and tone it down so I didn’t shoot my load as soon as she touched me. I took a few deep breaths while she fiddled around with my belt and pulled my buttons open. She lifted my collared t-shirt up and I put my arms up so she could take it off. She hung it on the hook on the back of the door. She slid her hand into my boxers and grabbed my shaft and slowly started stroking me up and down. I had to take another deep breath as it felt amazing and it helped me feel a bit more composed, I think the drink helped. She pushed my boxers and jeans down a little to expose my cock and had a good look at it.
I kissed her again as I squeezed both her breasts through her bra and she let out a little moan, I looked at her and she said her nipples were really sensitive and like them to be played with, who was I to argue. I reached down and undid her jeans and slid my hands into her knickers onto her butt and gave it a good squeeze.
I noticed her knickers were white and lacy and matched her bra. At this point I thought she may have wanted to meet someone with wearing the great matching underwear.
I turned her around so she was facing away from me which she seemed confused about at first. While kissing the back of her neck and down her back a little I undid her bra and let it slide off her breasts, it joined my shirt on the back of the door. They weren’t totally firm but were still a nice smallish pair. I kissed her neck while I gently stroked her breasts and nipples, she had her eyes closed and I could tell she was enjoying it. She moved one hand behind her and started rubbing my balls, which I thought was a nice touch and I slipped my right hand down her front into her knickers and could feel she was already warm and very wet. I pushed a couple of fingers between her lips and started rubbing her clit. My left hand was still on her left breast and my tongue was in her mouth. At this point she just kind of had her hand on my balls and seemed to be enjoying what I was doing too much to keep gently rubbing them.
I turned her back around and pushed her back against the wall and kissed her again. She grabbed my cock and started slowly tugging. My hand was still in her knickers working her clit and I started kissing down her front. I made sure I stopped at her breasts on the way down giving them a good sucking and licking around the nipples. She was really enjoying herself and I could feel my hand was soaked. I kissed down her stomach and knelt down. I pulled her jeans and knickers down and she kicked off her shoes and let me take the jeans and knickers off. They joined the rest of the clothes on the back of the door and at this point if we were disturbed we were screwed. She put her shoes back on not just for the toilet floor but for a little extra height. I could smell her pussy, which was completely shaven and it smelt delicious.
I love giving oral it is one of my favourite sexual things, my ex used to call me ‘Mr Pussy’ after the character in Sex and the City or so she told me as I’ve never watched it.
I look up and she is completely naked apart from the top which is round her middle and her shoes, she looked amazing. I put the lid down on the toilet and told her to put her right leg on the toilet to give me better access. I started kissing round her vagina, on her inner thighs and above and below giving little licks on her lips from time to time. After I felt I teased her enough I pushed my tongue between her lips and got to work on her clit. It wasn’t long before she was moving and grinding against my face. She gently put her hand on top of my head and now and then I could feel her pushing me onto her. I thought I’ll get you back for that in a bit. I licked her clit mostly and moved down and gave her hole a good working and let my tongue go beyond a couple of times to catch the edge of her asshole. I could feel her shaking and occasionally her legs would give a little. I rubbed her nipples and when I felt she was really warmed up after a few minutes I inserted a finger, first teasing round her hole which made her gasp for air and then I pushed it all the way in and did the 'come to me motion' trying to locate her g-spot. It didn’t take that long as it wasn’t that deep. Soon after that she said she was going to cum and she pulled me into her pussy, I just kept doing what I was doing while she had a really good orgasm. I could feel her lips tighten and pulse on my finger while her legs were shaking. She had to bite her hand to keep from getting too loud. After a bit she couldn’t take anymore took took her foot off the toilet and kind of slid down the wall a little to get away from my tongue. I asked if she had enough, she shook her head and said she just needed a quick break. I told her to sit on the toilet lid and lean back. As soon as she sat down I started at her breasts again and kissed down to her vagina and carried on. I kept this going until she had two more smaller orgasms pretty much in quick succession. By the time I’d finished she was all over my face and hand. I grabbed some toilet paper to clean myself up a bit. I was kneeling in front of her and she sat up so we were face to face. She told me it was amazing and said now it was her turn to do me. Then she looked me square in the eye with her gorgeous brown eyes (my fav colour) and said, “I want you to cum in my mouth.” I nearly came.
She started kissing me again and grabbed my shaft with one hand and my balls with the other and made sure I was nice and hard, which didn’t take long. She motioned for me to stand up, again who was I to argue. She yanked my jeans and boxers down so they were round my ankles and she started with my balls, playing with each with her tongue and sucking on them gently. Again I was thinking of other things trying to last as long as possible as I didn’t want it to end. She kept looking up at me which was such a turn on. She licked up my shaft and started to gently kiss and nibble the end, she started licking around the top in circles making the tip nice and wet and it felt so good. She moved her lips down the shaft and used her hand to get the rest. I’m not that big so I was a little disappointed at this point, but that was short lived because she was just warming up. Next thing she deep throated me and got her lips onto my stomach. She did this for a few seconds before going back to licking the shaft and starting the process over. The next time she deep throated me I knew it wouldn’t be long before I exploded and this time she had her hands on my ass and was pulling me in. I was working with her and let my hand go onto her head, thinking she might hate this I apologised and took it off (I know some woman don’t like it), but she looked at me and said, “I don’t mind I like to be dominated a little bit.” That was it I knew I was going to blow my load so as soon as I was back in her mouth I grabbed her head and kind of fucked her face not too aggressively. She just looked up at me and let it happen. After about three thrusts into it I started to unload and I came a lot. I struggled to stay standing. True to her word she let it all go down the back of her throat and gagged a little at the end. I asked if she was okay, she smiled, laughed and said, “Yeah, you actually didn’t taste that bad there was just a lot of it.” She wiped her lips with some tissue and I gave her a kiss.
I sat on the toilet and she sat on my lap and we cuddled and chatted still with barely no clothes on. I told her it was the best bj I’d ever had, it wasn’t quite, but it was up there and that she was fucking hot and should be proud of her body. She told me the first orgasm was the hardest she had in a long time and that she had really needed it. She also said she didn’t feel that guilty now it was all over. I did feel bad for the guy but I guessed it was her choice. We got dressed, checked the coast was clear and went back to the sinks. We washed up a bit and she reapplied some make up. I left her doing that to get some water, we left the club and I walked her back to the hotel. We stood by a wall outside the hotel for a bit as she still hadn’t had a text to say she could return. We were cuddling and kissing while chatting when we saw Tim leave, I shouted him, but he didn’t hear me so I figured I’d catch up with him the following day. I gave Sandy my number and said she could use it if she wanted to and I didn’t ask for hers. I have heard from her since so there maybe a round two, but as I’m no longer under the influence of alcohol she would have to be single.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32hpxl/girls_on_tourmf