[M]oving leads to [F]estival fun

I’ve been a long time lurker here and after enjoying so many of these stories I feel compelled to add a few of my own for posterity sake. This one is 100% accurate to my best recollections and holy hell was it fun. Names have been changed of course and please forgive me for format issues (typing on a mobile). Also I tend to really get into writing so if you don’t wish to read the back story feel free to jump ahead.
About five years ago I was attending a college of around five thousand students as an adult learner. While I had been to college before I had been married at the time so I never had that “true college experience” everyone strives for. This time however I was recently divorced and looking to make up for what I had missed the first go around. Along with trying to learn how to pursue women (I hadn’t been single since I was 17) I was also discovering I had an abundance of free time to kill. This led to me becoming an avid gym rat and finally dropping those twenty pounds I had always promised myself I would. Long story short at the time this all occurred I was six foot tall and about 210 pounds with a linebackers build (trust me this is important later).
As my first semester was drawing to a close I got a call from a female acquaintance that I’ll call Becky. As it turns out Becky was pulling up stakes and moving out of town and oh by the way could I come over and help her move? I knew Becky mostly from the local bar and we had hit it off as friends but nothing more, so while I wanted to say no my inner gentleman spoke up first and said sure why not. And for all of you expecting this story to be about her there’s a twist.
Anyhow, I ended up being one of about five guys and four girls invited over to help so thankfully the moving actually went fairly quick and as the work wrapped up the beer started to flow. While I knew most of the people at the impromptu party on a first name basis it wasn’t really my crowd but I figured I had nothing better lined up for that evening so I’d tough it out. At some point, around 2 am, we somehow got it in our heads that swimming in the lake behind Becky’s house was the greatest idea ever. Sober me would have considered the snapping turtles and neighbors but drunk me just said fuck it. So into the lake descended about ten drunk, and mostly naked coeds, with me pretty much leading the charge. After twenty or so minutes the novelty had worn off and everyone started to make their way back to the docks and dry land. When I got back to my clothes on the dock I figured it was dark and I didn’t feel like dragging everything all the way back into the house to change. So with a heads up to everyone to avert their eyes I stripped out of my boxers, threw on my pants, and figured that was that. The party finally started to wind down around that time and I found my self making the slightly soggy trek back to my apartment pleasantly buzzed but empty handed.
About a week later I got a text from a girl named Jaime who had been at the party. Jaime was someone I kind of knew and had seen around at the bar in the same group of friends that were at the party. She was about 5’5” with long black hair, cute glasses, and amazing looking tits. I had a passing interest in her but I had never really talked to her before so I was more than a little surprised to get a text. She explained that she had gotten my number from Becky and then asked if I wanted to go to a weekend long music festival that saturday. Now, I’m not gonna lie, I was pretty dense about women at the time, having not been single since high school, but this one I didn’t miss especially after she said we would be camping out for festival.
Fast forward a few days and Saturday was finally here. I did my best to play it cool when we met up at her apartment to pack our gear but damned if I wasn’t at half-mast most of the time. Thankfully the festival itself was only about ten miles away so the anticipation during the car ride didn’t kill me. As we drove we made some basic small talk and I finally learned a bit more about her. She was 22 (five years younger than me) and going to school for teaching but she did a little to much partying to be serious about it. She still didn’t mention why she had contacted me of all people to go with her other than to say she didn’t have a car of her own and thought I seemed cool to hang with. Considering we’d never really talked before I found it a little strange but I let it drop.
When we got to the festival I found out it was basically a large farm that, once a year, hosted a trippy kind of psychedelic music festival. We were rather late getting to the event so after we parked in timbuktu we started searching for a place to pitch our tent. Unfortunately between our late arrival, and the fact it was a ten-person tent, we had a hard time finding a spot. The whole time looking however she kept mentioning we should find a secluded spot if we could. That comment set my gears spinning again but unfortunately no such spot seemed to exist. Eventually we settled on a spot large enough for the tent but unfortunately right between some well used trails. After what seemed like an eternity we finally managed to set up our behemoth and we went inside to stow our gear.

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As we crawled into the tent Jamie took her blanket and threw it down in the center and proceeded to stow her backpack on the far side. I dumped my gear right by the door, kicked off my shoes, and walked to the center of the tent. I waited for her to turn around and, when she did, I pulled her close and kissed her. All the tension that had been building between us exploded into a flurry of kissing and groping. Before long we found ourselves kneeling on the blankets and quickly stripping. It was about that time that we both remembered it was broad daylight and could hear people walking by outside. Jaime kinda giggled and said I guess we should be a little more quiet. With that in mind we started back at it but with the attempt to be at least somewhat less obvious. After some more kissing and fondling I went after what I had been fantasizing about and unclasped her bra. I was not disappointed and quickly went to work nibbling and licking her beautiful breasts. She rocked back a bit on her knees and tried to stifle a moan. After letting me play with her tits for awhile I could tell she was getting antsy and finally she pushed me away and stripped off her pants and thong. At this point I was pretty much in heaven as i looked down at this beautiful girl, I had barely known a few hours ago, laying naked in front of me. She grinned up at me, bringing me back to reality, and reminding me I was still wearing pants. I stripped down as quickly as I could and when my dick flopped out her face lit up. While I may not be the biggest guy out there I still have an above average cock at about 7 inches long and the girth of a red bull can. As I moved over top of Jamie she asked the all important question, “did you bring a condom”? Of course, like an idiot it hadn’t crossed my mind (I was still new to the hooking up thing) and I kinda gave her a sheepish look. She smiled again and said we’ll then just don’t cum inside me and it should be OK. While I’m not condoning what came next, and the risks associated, I was to far past the line to turn back now. With that I leaned in to kiss her and felt her wetness as my cock slid up along her pussy. I’m not gonna lie I really do want to say I fought the good fight, and drew things out further, but it had been a long time and she was just to damn sexy. I rocked back onto my knees, lined my cock up, and slid inside of her. One thing I had forgotten during my dry spell is just how satisfying it is to push inside a woman and see her face contort as she struggles to take you all in. I watched her body quiver underneath me as she adjusted to my girth and saw her relax after a few moments. With that I began to pump inside of her and watch her gorgeous breasts bounce in rhythm to my thrusts. I felt my cock sliding in and out of her and felt her wetness each time it disappeared inside her pussy. Unfortunately all I wanted to do was pin her down and pound her for all I was worth but I couldn’t quite forget about the people walking by just outside our tent. Instead I settled for leaning in to play with her breasts as she did her best to be quiet.
After about ten minutes of deep thrusting she said she needed to get on top. I quickly traded places and laid back as she climbed on top. While I do enjoy missionary there is just something undeniably sexy about watching a woman take charge and prepare to impale herself on your manhood. As I watched she placed herself directly above my cock and in one motion took all of me inside of her. She smiled down at me and began to rock back and forth as I reached up to fondle her tits once again. After five or so minutes she smirked and said “I want to show you something”. With that she repositioned herself so that her legs were across mine with her feet inside of my knees. Looking down she asked if I’d ever fucked a swimmer before? Apparently, having been a swimmer for all of highschool, she had developed very strong legs which had other benefits she was about to show me. With that she began to move up and down on my cock once more in a way no other girl has before or since. Her new motion was mesmerizing as I watched nearly all of my penis come out of her before she slammed it back inside. Pretty soon we got into a good rhythm and I watched as her smile was replaced by a look of concentration. A minute or so later I felt her began to quiver followed by the feeling of her pussy gripping my cock and then a sudden rush of wetness. After her orgasm subsided she told me I should finish up on top. I rolled her back over and sunk my cock into her now soaking wet vagina. At this point I pretty much said fuck the spectators and began to slam into her as hard as I could. As the slapping of our bodies grew louder she gave in as well and began to moan louder and louder. Pretty soon I felt the familiar stirrings deep within my balls and knew I wouldn’t be able to last much longer. I did hold out long enough to feel her body tense up again and as she did I pulled my cock out of her and came. Months of abstinence led to a spray of cum that wouldn’t seem to stop. Rope after rope of cum shot out covering her stomach, tits, and with some even hitting her face. With a sense of intense satisfaction I looked down at her naked body, streaked with my cum, and grinned like a fool.
After we had cleaned up we decided to wait for a bit in case we had an audience outside the tent. During our conversation she finally opened up about just why she had invited me along. She said tho she had thought I was hot before she had kinda figured due to my size I might not be packing that much downstairs (she was a bit of a size queen). Apparently she had been with other guys of similar build and they had been lacking. However on the night we went swimming she had gotten out before me and had been in eye sight of me when I changed. When I told everyone to look away she hadn’t and she had liked what she had seen enough find a way to get me alone with her. Needless to say that was far from the last time we fucked that weekend tho on Sunday she hit me with one more revelation. As it turned out she had a boyfriend back at school so this was a one weekend deal pretty much. While I would’ve enjoyed a fwb arrangement I certainly wasn’t complaining about getting used for the weekend because I had a big dick.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5xg8ym/moving_leads_to_festival_fun

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