Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren't lost. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. (New stories will come I promise). Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:
Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.
I was hanging out with my friend Tim when he mentioned he was having a party in a couple of days. He had an old friend coming into town and wanted to gather some mutual friends and various others to get reacquainted and have some debaucherous fun. I told him I would definitely be there. Tim and I had quite a few mutual friends, but they branched out and differed also. He had a few parties in the past that were pretty memorable, but nothing too insane.
The day of the party came around and I thought about not going, because I was just in one of those stay at home moods. I forced myself to get ready and get out the door since I knew I would likely regret not going. I got to the party and there were quite a few people there. I knew quite a few people, but there were unfamiliar faces scattered throughout. I found a few of my friends standing in the kitchen, so I grabbed a drink and invaded their conversation circle. One of them mentioned that twenty more people were supposed to show up. I glanced around the place imagining how packed it would get with twenty more people. It made me hope the estimate was wrong, so I could avoid any potential bouts with claustrophobia. The conversation continued and I continued to scan the party. There were a couple of attractive girls there, but I wasn’t necessarily on the prowl. I wasn’t in the mood to put in a ton of effort chatting a girl up all night. If I went home alone that would have been fine with me.
I saw the front door open and a few people walked in and then a few more and then a few more. I rolled my eyes a bit realizing that I might indeed have to fight off claustrophobia after all. Instead of dwelling on it I grabbed another drink to help me loosen up. By the refrigerator I ran into Jen who was a friend of a friend. I met her a few times at similar gatherings and nights out over the span of that past year or so. It was the kind of thing where we spoke a couple of sentences to each other here and there when people walked away or the moment just called for it, but that was the extent of our interactions. I always thought she was attractive, but in an unassuming way. She was petite, light brown hair, about 5’ 5”, thin, probably B cup tits, slightly above average ass, and kind of had a Keira Knightley vibe. She was very simple, but naturally pretty, nothing overwhelming, but beauty that you soaked in and appreciated more over time. I always knew her to have a boyfriend, so I never attempted to pursue at all. We said hi to each other and she asked what time I arrived at the party. I told her I had been there about thirty minutes and she said she just got there. We continued talking for a few minutes just making small talk. A couple of people walked up attempting to get into the refrigerator we were standing in front of, so we dispersed and went in different directions.
I wandered around for a bit and ran into a couple of more friends. We talked for a while and then proceeded to people watch. Jen walked by to head to the restroom and one of my friends mentioned that she was now single. I said, “Oh yeah?” He responded, “Yeah, someone said her and her boyfriend broke up a few weeks ago or something.” I perked up a bit, but I still wasn’t in the mood to chase a girl all night.
Later in the night some people started to clear out and I was feeling pretty drunk, so I spotted a place on the couch and sat down. There were probably fifteen or so people standing in the living area talking as music continued to play. The guy beside me got up and wandered off. About that time Jen appeared beside me on the couch. She said, “Ugh, I’ve been wanting to sit down all night.” That led us into conversation. We talked for probably 30-45 minutes about life etc., but drunken life talk. At one point in the conversation we were talking about her job and she said, “If I lose my job I can just sell my panties on the internet or something. Did you know that was a thing? I think it’s hilarious. I mean why would I care if some guy has my used panties. Being a girl is so weird sometimes.” We both laughed for a while. The thought of her panties at that moment had my mind wandering to more sexual things. I noticed then that our legs were touching. I think they had been touching the entire time we were sitting there, but it didn’t come into focus until my mind went to a sexual place. I felt my cock start to harden slightly. I was suddenly very aware of her and my attraction to her. I wasn’t sure if she was attracted to me or if she was just drunk and talking to a guy on the couch.
It was getting late and the party had dwindled to seven or eight people. I started feeling that pressure to leave. Jen didn’t seem to be feeling the same pressure. She sat sunken into the couch looking very comfortable. I announced to everyone that I should go ahead and take off. I stood up and said my goodbyes and started to head for the door. Right at that moment I heard Jen say, “I should go ahead and go too.” I slowed my pace, but continued walking. I got to the front door and opened it. As I walked through I saw Jen hurriedly walking towards the door. I held it open for her and she thanked me. She asked where I lived. I told her and I asked her the same. She said, “You live far. That sucks.” We were walking in the same direction for at least the first few minutes, so we walked and talked. We got to the point where we should split off, but I offered to walk her the rest of the way home. It was only a few more minutes out of the way, so I figured I would be a gentleman. She took me up on the offer. As we were walking I kept going through my head trying to figure out if she was into me or if she just saw me as a nice fun guy to talk to.
We got to her door and she said, “You should come in and drink some coffee to sober up. You have a ways to go to get home.” I wasn’t sure if this was an innocent invite inside or if there was more to it. If nothing was going to happen I really just wanted to get home, but I was curious enough to find out. I stepped inside her apartment and it was nice and cozy. She asked what kind of coffee I wanted. I told her I just drink it black. She said, “ooo tough.” I sat down on her couch while she made me coffee. She came over and sat beside me. I was sitting on one end of the couch, but she sat right beside me, which signaled there was some sort of attraction happening.
We continued to talk and the talk turned a little flirtatious. At one point I joked and asked her if I could purchase a pair of her used panties before I left. She laughed and said, “sure” and pretended like she was getting up to grab some. I said, “I want the ones you have on.” I said this in a joking manner, but I feel like it clearly changed the mood from joking flirtation to serious flirtation. A few seconds later we leaned in and started kissing. We kissed for a while before I slid my hand under her shirt and caressed her side and back. Eventually I lifted her shirt over her head. She quickly unclasped her bra and I stopped kissing her for a moment to stare at her chest. I began rubbing her nipples and kissed down her neck and took one of her nipples in my mouth. Her head titled back and she let out light moans. She reached over with her hand and began rubbing the outside of my jeans, which covered my throbbing hard cock. After a moment of that she reached over with her other hand and began unbuttoning my jeans. She was beginning to breathe heavily and I could feel the anticipation in the air. I helped her slide my jeans and underwear down. I lifted my shirt off over my head. I was completely naked and she immediately lunged for my stomach and began kissing and licking down. At the same time she began frantically unbuttoning her pants and pulled them off. A moment later she pulled her panties off.
She got on her knees facing sideways on the couch and continued kissing down my stomach before taking my cock in her mouth. She leaned in and took my cock all the way to the back of her throat. I caressed her back and reached back to her ass, fondling it and eventually rubbing her pussy as she bent over and continued to slowly suck up and down my cock. I slid two fingers inside her pussy from behind and was surprised at how tight she was. She moaned as she continued to suck me. She seemed like she was really into giving me head. She might have always been really into it, but regardless she seemed to enjoy it. I slid my fingers out and began rubbing and teasing her clit. It only took a few moments of that and her seeming overwhelmed with the stimulation of her clit before she said, “Oh shit, you have to fuck me.”
I stood up and laid her on her back on the couch. Her head was slightly supported by the back cushion of the couch. Her ass and legs hung off the edge. I lifted her legs up over my shoulders and slid my cock inside her soaked pussy. She let out a load moan as I entered her. As I said, she was incredibly tight. It took a minute or so of me sliding back and forth slowly before I felt comfortable going full force. Once we got comfortable my pace picked up and she started rubbing her clit as I fucked her. I continued to pound away and eventually she started shaking with pleasure, clutching the couch cushion. She got ridiculously wet and gushed a bit when she came. I could feel her wetness running down my balls.
I stood her up and took her to the side of the couch where I bent her over the arm. I started to slide my cock in, but I was really turned on by how wet she was so I licked up the back of her legs up to her pussy and began licking her pussy from behind. She let out loud moans and said, “Please don’t stop.” I really hadn’t planned on committing a ton of time to doing this, but when someone says, “Please don’t stop” you just kind of roll with it. I continued to lick her pussy from behind and reached up with my fingers and began rubbing her clit. It didn’t take long before she was shaking and cumming again. I felt a slight gush of wetness as she came. She was collapsed into the couch cushion with her ass in the air bent over the arm of the couch. I positioned myself and slowly slid my cock back in her from behind. She let out a gasp and turned her head to the side on the cushion and looked back at me as I began to pound away at her from behind. She was covered in sweat and her hair looked wild. We fucked like this for what seemed like forever. At one point I motioned to switch positions, because I assumed she was uncomfortable after so long. She stopped me and said don’t stop. I was getting sleepy, so I picked up the pace and began fucking her harder and faster than I had all night. She got a slight grin on her face as if she was really enjoying being fucked so hard. That look added more fuel to my fire and I was relentlessly slamming my cock in and out of her. I was about to get off, so I pulled out of her and started shooting my cum all over her ass and pussy. I stood in a daze for a moment and watched as my cum began to run down the inside of her thigh.
I gathered myself and went to the bathroom to grab her a towel. We cleaned up and put our underwear on. She said, “Well, that was unexpected.” I said, “Yeah, definitely.” She said, “You should just stay now. Also, can you do that again in the morning?” I laughed and said, “Yeah, I should stay.” I stayed the night and we did have sex again in the morning. That was the last time we had sex though. She ended up getting back with her ex that next week. They had been together for a long time, so I understood. I still saw her at parties and gatherings after that and I always played it cool. There has been surprisingly little awkwardness.
Also, if you are a female and live near me you should send me a message. Might be a long shot, but would be cool/interesting to have sex with someone that enjoys my stories and then becomes a story haha
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3x4n0u/im_back_sex_with_an_acquaintance_after_a_party_mf
Glad to see you back. I always loved your stories.