I have to admit I'm running out of true stories that result in strictly 'wild' sex but still have a few wild experiences that get me off thinking about, so perhaps some of you readers may as well. I've alluded to this happening in past posts but only briefly described the situation.
So my ex-turned-FWB, Cass, lost a bet that she proposed and owed me a few favours. One of those was going topless at a public beach with a friend of mine along for the show. She had gone topless at the beach quite a few times in the past for me, but always insisted it was somewhere she would not run into someone we knew. The prospect of this trip had her quite nervous, though a little excited as well.
I only knew two friends that I considered 'depraved' enough to knowingly participate in this. One of those she found "sexually repulsive" so that left just one candidate, Paul. I called him up and explained the situation. He'd met Cass quite a few times in the past and turned out was especially keen to cop an eyeful of her DD's. So it was set – he'd meet us in the car park of the beach the following weekend.
The weekend arrived and as we packed for the beach I reminded Cass to leave her bikini top at home. On the drive down we worked each other up talking about what was about to transpire but it was clear when we actually saw Paul that she as still very nervous. Paul, on the other hand, had a grin like the Cheshire Cat! After trading greetings we headed down to the beach to find an area away from the families that wasn't too crowded – it was a very long beach and it wasn't uncommon at all to see topless women away from the flags. As we laid out our towels, I suggested that Cass sit between us, as I noticed she was hanging out behind me in the hope that I'd separate her from Paul. But I was having none of that!
Now Paul isn't the most subtle of guys and he didn't do much to hide the fact that he was there to see Cass' tits, which only made it a little more awkward for already-nervous Cass. Fortunately she actually found Paul physically attractive – he had quite a powerful build and was very fit – so for her, what he lacked in tact he more than made up for in physique. Still, Cass shot me a nervous look before unbuttoning her shirt and revealing her magnificent breasts for all to see. Paul made the obligatory complimentary, if not crass, remarks but Cass simply ignored him and laid back on her towel. I joined in with more polite compliments as I adjusted myself to allow my hardening cock room to move.
After a while I suggested we go for a swim and Paul thought that was a great idea. Usually when Cass went topless at the beach she gave me a hand job in the water, but with Paul around I wasn't sure how things would pan out. It was a beautiful day and definitely more pleasant in the water than baking in the sun so we were swimming for quite a while. Cass definitely got more comfortable with Paul which was due no doubt to some foreplay in the water. Cass would give my cock a quick rub and I'd reciprocate on her pussy when Paul was off catching a wave. After I while I urged Cass to do the same to Paul but she was still a little hesitant, so I kept trying to persuade her, assuring her that Paul would be more than up for it. I also tried to encourage more contact between them.
As we swam on a sand bank some of the waves picked up quickly and broke quite forcefully only a few metres away. Suddenly a wave picked Cass up and threw her straight into Paul, who was swimming back out towards us. The two collided front-on, resulting in them more-or-less hugging, Cass' DD's pressed into Paul's thick chest. That left her apologising and him enthusiastically assuring her that she was more than welcome to do that anytime. That seemed to have broken the ice and things got a lot more handsy after that. At one point after that I was standing behind Cass playing with her submerged boobs as she reached behind her bum and rubbed my cock through my shorts. I whispered to her that she should let Paul do the same, and she responded with "I'd like that". With that she reached into my shorts and pulled my cock out, rubbing it furiously. Unfortunately she floated away before finishing the job.
Not long after, she swam over to Paul and started talking to him for a few minutes. I saw her turn around and back against him. She told me later that she started to rub his cock and then told him to grab her tits. She got him hard but never took it out and didn't finish him either. Not long after that she announced she was getting out. She swam over to me and told me that she'd like to give us both a hand job – at the same time – but on the beach under a towel. I didn't see how that was going to work on a public beach, but none-the-less it had me hard and it was a somewhat embarrassing and hurried walk back up the beach. Cass made great show of drying herself and was now clearly enjoying the attention from 2 guys.
We sat on the beach for a while, mentally willing people to leave, but being a hot summer evening and still not that late there were still plenty of people around – some even just turning up. Paul started to make noises about having to go and I looked at Cass; she said nothing so I told her to tell Paul what she suggested in the water. He was more than keen and even willing to do it then-and-there but there was no way I was going to be a part of it under the circumstances; we would have been seen by dozens of people. About 15 minutes later Paul announced he had to go as he was going out that night so we bade him farewell.
I was still horny as hell but Cass didn't want to go back into the water. In the end I convinced her to walk back to the car with her top all-but-unbuttoned. She teased my cock all the way home as she talked about what happened and what she'd like to have happened. I asked her if she was interested in a threesome with Paul and she said it was a definite possibility. As soon as we got back to her place we sat on the floor and she jacked me off, topless, whilst we imagined the three of us were still on the beach. Later that night we talked more about threesomes and how I wanted her to suck my cock while Paul fucked her from behind; we fucked for hours and it was the hottest night we'd had in years.
Paul was definitely keen on the threesome idea but it just never happened. Cass & I definitely got a lot of mileage out of that day, and it opened her up to more adventurous escapades not long after that!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32f4tv/the_afternoon_swim_mmf_got_us_hot_mf
Good story. >Usually when Cass went topless at the beach she gave me a hand job in the water Wouldn’t mind hearing more about this–the first time it happened, say.
Cass had not been particularly sexually adventurous when we met, and was a little shocked to learn about some of my escapades as we got to know each other. From that point on I was slowly trying to get her to warm to a few ideas – fantasies – that I had, but thus far hadn’t been too successful. It wasn’t that she was turned off by them at all, but rather too nervous to go ahead. Still, baby steps. In summer we’d occasionally visit the beach but neither of us thought to do it very often. Until, that is, I started to fantasise about Cass going topless at the beach. I’d never had a girlfriend be openly topless in public before and the idea *really* turned me on. I asked the question of her at some point and eventually she agreed to give it a try, as long as we went to a beach where we wouldn’t run into anyone we knew. No problem. The day arrived and I drove to the beach, some 30 minutes away, with a raging hard-on. Although I knew this beach quite well, growing up in the area, no-one she knew would be anywhere near there. It was also quite a long stretch of beach, with the opportunity to seek quieter areas away from the general public. And for that reason, it was also quite common to encounter topless women, a fact that would no doubt make Cass a little more comfortable with the idea. We walked quite a way from the car park until Cass agreed on a spot. We laid out our towels in front of the dunes and perhaps a good 30 or so feet from the nearest sunbathers. Now Cass didn’t own a two-piece bikini, only the one-piece she wore when doing laps or teaching swimming classes. She unbuttoned her shirt and sat on the towel in her one-piece as I stripped down to my board shorts. Sitting next to her, I looked at her, and then asked her if she was going to do it. Without looking around – I think trying to ignore the fact that she was at the beach – she simply slipped the straps off her shoulders and then pulled the top down, releasing her DD’s for all to see! By now I was rock hard, my erection hidden beneath a pair of speedoes and my board shorts. It wasn’t long before she got spooked though, and rolled over onto her stomach. Eventually she built up the courage to turn over again, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her breasts. It was getting hot so I suggested that we go for a swim. She pulled up her top and, at my protest, stated that she wasn’t ready to walk down the beach without her top. I took her hand and we hurried down to the water, the bulge in my pants likely unnoticeable by anyone who wasn’t specifically looking for it. Or so I hoped. In the water, chest deep, Cass now peeled off her top again and hugged me. She said being topless in the water felt incredible, her large breasts buoyed by the salt water. They also felt incredible to me as she pressed them into my chest. She felt my hard cock and teased me about being so excited about it all. I told her that I’d been hard since before we left home, and that I’d need some *relief* before we left the beach! She chuckled and rubbed me through my shorts. In response I undid my shorts, pulling them and then my speedoes down to my ankles. There weren’t a great number of people swimming in this area of the beach – it was way, way outside the flags – so we weren’t in any real danger of being disturbed. It might be obvious to someone watching us what we were doing, but I was far from caring about that. Cass started on my cock, occasionally even diving below the water and sucking me for a few seconds. When she started in earnest, I slipped a couple of fingers into her bikini bottoms and found her pussy. Between her working away on my cock, my fingers in her pussy, and my free hand exploring every inch of her tits, it wasn’t long until I came. After I finished I continued on her, returning the favour, which didn’t take much longer. I pulled up my pants and we just floated and chatted until Cass announced she was getting cold. I begged her this time to walk up the beach without her top. Surprisingly she readily agreed. About thigh deep I noticed a couple of guys off to our right, boards in hand, walking along the beach. I pointed them out to Cass, and told her that I wanted her to walk right in front of them. She agreed, somewhat reluctantly, and grabbing her hand we hurried our pace to meet them. As they approached she grabbed at the strap on her one-piece – I thought she was going to pull it up. But then she let it go, and as we passed about 2 feet from them I saw both of them give her an appreciative glance and a smile. I squeezed her hand and we continued up the beach to our towels. I was starting to get hard again, and this time my wet shorts were clinging to it. As we sat down and dried off I asked Cass how she was feeling. "Exhilarated!" she replied. Not longer after we packed up and headed home. The sex was awesome that night as we talked about that day at the beach, and what we could do next time! Turned out that Cass really got off on it and it became a regular thing for the rest of that summer. She bought some bikini bottoms and loved to give guys (and women) an eyeful at the beach. We’d purposefully sit near couples or groups with topless women and unashamedly perve. Usually Cass would go topless, then give me a hand job in the water. Or sometimes we’d even fuck in the water if we had enough privacy. One time I took off my board shorts when we got to the beach, and managed to walk down to the water with her before I got hard. She started to jack me off and when I was well and truly into it, she swam back to shore and walked back to her towel. It took me 20 mins before I could even get out of the water. She was disappointed that I didn’t walk up the beach with a hard-on! I would have had no problem with doing that if I didn’t think I’d be arrested. ;)