[MF] I’m not Irish, but kiss me..I mean fuck me anyway

**Note: Names are changed. This did actually happen, and it may not be as crazy as some of the shit on here, but it was a very memorable experience for me. Also, the plot surrounding the whole encounter adds for extra entertainment. If you want to skip it and get right to the good part, go to the third section. SORRY FOR THIS BEING SO LONG !**

**Backstory:**

Sorry – this is going to be long. If you want the fun part skip to the next section. I met this guy, Mike, in the first week of my freshman year of college. He was a junior, and clearly interested in me, but I was not interested. Shortly after this, I met my (now ex) abusive boyfriend, Jason, who ended up being Mike’s rival in school (long story). The abuse was mainly mental and emotional, but there was some physical – not hitting, but pushing and throwing things at me (not that it makes it any better). Fast-forward to March of sophomore year. I am stressed, miserable, sexually-frustrtated, and just overall in a horrible place in life. One day,, Mike witnessed a particularly public display of my boyfriend’s abuse (it was usually kept private). Anyway, Mike texted me later that night, and thankfully Jason didn’t see the texts because he was still pissed at me Mike asked if I was okay, and told me if I was stressed to sneak over to his apartment and half a drink with him and his roommates. I thought my life would end immediately if Jason ever found out, but I felt like it was over anyway, so I thought “fuck it” and went to the apartment at 11pm on a Tuesday. He poured me a very large, and very strong drink. He proceeded to get me drunk and listen to me vent about all the shit going on in my life, and it felt damn good to get it off my chest. We ended up hooking up .. wouldn’t have done it sober, but it happened Jason never found out. One day, Mike told me this other guy, his friend John, (also in our major) thought I was hot. John is sexy. Dark hair, amazing grayish eyes, about 5’10 and a thin but athletic build. I was always attracted to him, and the thought of him being attracted to me was exciting. Nothing ended up happening with John sophomore year, and he graduated.

T**he wild night begins..**

I was a junior in college, 21 years old, 5’4″, dark brown hair to the middle of my back, and super dark eyes (you can’t even see the pupils). I am a very thin, but with a very nice ass, and nice 32B boobs that are smallish but perky. Also, I’m Italian, and you can tell easily by looking at me (just to help give you a better picture of what I look like). It was the night before the annual St. Patrick’s Day parade that happens the Saturday before St. Patrick’s Day in the city where I went to school. It is one of the biggest St. Patrick’s Day parades in the country, and draws a very large crowd from all over the country. It also is a WILD party day for everyone, especially the college students. Since many alumni come in for Parade Day, the school has an open-bar “networking event” in the gym for graduating seniors (21+ only) and alumni. The rules were clear – no juniors allowed, even if they are over 21. Around 5pm on the night of this event, Mike texts me that he is in town with John and a few others I knew who graduated with them (including this other guy, Adam, who becomes semi-relevant to this story). The friends (both guys and girls) have a few suites in a hotel near campus. Mike, John, and Adam are sharing a 2 bedroom suite, and the whole group was in it having a few drinks before the event that I was not supposed to be going to. They wanted me to come drink with them, and Mike also added that John wanted to sneak me into the event. This excited me since I wasn’t having nearly enough sex for my liking, and I wanted to get laid. I go to the hotel, and sit on the couch next to John. casually flirting and getting really close to him. On the walk back to campus for the event, John and I hung back in the crowd, and after they gained enough distance (seemingly without noticing us), John stopped us and pulled me in for a long, deep kiss. His tongue touched mine as he ran his hands down my back and rested them on my ass. We made out for a bit, and it didn’t seem like that long, but I guess it was longer than we though since we had lost our group. We knew where we were going and figured we would see them later so it wasn’t a big deal. We went to campus, and I easily got in to the event and we went for drinks. Adam was hammered, holding a beer in one hand, and a coke in the other , which he was adding whiskey to from a flask. We found pretty much everyone else we came with except Mike. He was extremely drunk already when we left the hotel, and everyone saw him arrive and get his green T-shirt (which they gave at the door to the event), but no one had actually seen him the the room where the event was being held (the gym). I saw some of my senior friends and got distracted because they were surprised and exited to see me (since I wasn’t supposed to be there, and I hadn’t told them I was sneaking in.. I didn’t now I would be). Anyway, at the end of the night, John and I are good and drunk but functional, and without even discussing it, I walked with him and Adam back to the hotel (despite having my own on campus apartment). He whispered to me on the walk back that he wanted to get me in the Jacuzzi, and this sent shivers down my spine. I was so excited to fuck a hot guy I had wanted in the past, after a dry spell no less. And in a Jacuzzi. However, getting to the hotel turned into a massive clusterfuck. Adam, who was so drunk he could hardly walk , kept stopping to throw up on the side of the road. At one point, he had face planted on a hill and KNOCKED OUT A TOOTH. We finally made it to. the door, and realized that Adam didn’t know where his key was. Him and Mike had the only two keys, and at this point no one had a clue where Mike was. He hadn’t been seen since signing into the event, but he never actually showed up inside. His phone had to be dead, since it went straight to voicemail and he hadn’t answered a single text. At this point, I just want to get inside, and get into that hot tub with John. Finally, some nice hotel employee who had responded to a noise complaint on our floor (us banging on the door thinking Mike might be passed out inside) helped us out and got Adam a new key (since his name was on the room and thankfully we found his ID). We gave him some water and set him up with the pull out couch.

**Ok, now here’s the actual good part..**

Without another word, we pretty. much started devouring each other on the way to the bathroom, dropping articles of clothing along the way. To get to the bathroom, you had to go through the main bedroom, and it turns out Mike was there passed out on the bed in his green t-shirt. We ignored this fact and John carried me into the bathroom, now naked except for his boxers and my black lace bra and thong. I”m still thankful I put on nice underwear that day since I didn’t change them for the event. When we got into the bathroom, John shut and locked the door while I turned on the tub water, which we knew would take a while to fill up. He picked me up and sat me on the vanity, and I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him in close so that his hard cock rubbed against my clit>. We were making out and letting our hands explore each others bodies, and he quickly unhooked my bra while I started pulling at his boxers. He then picked me up from the vanity slightly so that he was holding me with one arm, and sliding my thong under my lifted ass down to the ground. I was now completely naked, and his boxers were pulled partly down, but from the angle I was at I couldn’t get them all the way, so he stepped back to do this before coming back to me so I could wrap my legs around him once more as we furiously made out and he felt my ass and tits. He took my left nipple in his mouth, then right, slowly flicking his tongue on each nipple and biting slightly. My hands made their way to his cock and started rubbing up and down without too much pressure since it was dry. I massaged his balls for a bit too, but he got on his knees so his face was even with my spread legs. He slid a finger in, then two before putting his head between my legs and started licking, sucking, and finger-fucking my pussy all at once. I begged him to keep going, wrapping my legs around his face and pulling his head closer so he could. At this point, he had pulled his fingers out and had his hands right under my ass puling me in. This was the best thing I had felt in YEARS. I came quickly – this whole ordeal so far hadn’t gone on long (the hot tub was still not full).

He slowed down as I shuddered and shook and licked around my slit, occasionally sticking his tongue in, enjoying my juices while avoiding my overly-sensitive clit. He looked my dead in the eyes and says that I was delicious and he would do that every day if he could. This turned me on so much that my mouth watered in need of his cock. My legs were still like jello when knelt down on the ground and took his 7″ cock in my mouth little by little. I used my hands on him, up and down as my mouth went up and down, so that every. inch of his cock was covered with either my mouth or hands. I could hear him moaning with pleasure, and I wanted to send him over the edge, so I knew it was time to take his whole cock down my throat. I looked up at him and met his eyes while my mouth was still full of cock, and then went straight to work by grabbing his ass and pulling him down my throat. He responded by grabbing my head and fucking my mouth furiously until he abruptly stopped. The hot tub was finally full, and he said he didn’t want to cum yet. So we proceed to step into the hot tub (put some body wash in it and turned the jets on so it would foam up. The room was getting fucking steamy, and thinking of this turns me on… Sex in the water is never as good as it sounds, and this was my first attempt at it, so we learned that quickly. Instead, I straddled him as he sat back against the jets and I grinned up and down, rubbing my clit on his hard cock. This felt so good I almost came again. John was getting super into hit, leaning his head back and closing his eyes for a couple of seconds before returning to making out. He was an incredible kisser, passionate and intense, but not super slobbery. Bit my lip here and there.. no drawing blood though. All this time, his hands didn’t leave my ass. I could tell he liked rubbing it and squeezing it, but until this point in my life I had not enjoyed anything involving anal. (sidetone: I tried it twice. Once with my first boyfriend/guy I lost my virginity to, and once years later with my abusive ex. Neither time got very far). This changed when John slipped a finger into my super tight asshole. He got two in as I was rubbing my clit on his cock before I came again, HARD. Having his fingers in my ass sent shivers from my scalp to my toes. I don’t know if was him, the setting, or just the fact that he properly prepared me by getting me relaxed, but my god it was INCREDIBLE. The hot tub story ends with that.. but we were not done for the night.

We got out of the hot tub, and John put a towel around me using it to pull me closer and kiss me deeply again. He said he wanted to fuck all of my holes tonight, and I’m not gonna lie, this terrified the shit out of me. I didn’t think I could take a whole dick in my ass, especially one his size (both of my exes were on the smaller size, and never even got it in all the way). We dried off slightly before John picked me up and set me right back on the vanity where I had been before.. He told me he was going to eat me until I was ready for him to cum in my ass. “Oh, fuck” I thought, nervously and excitedly. He went back to work with his tongue darting in and out of my pussy, then slowly tracing circles and flicking my clit. He said to lean back against the mirror, so I did, and he pulled my ass right to the edge of the vanity to give himself better access to my holes His face returned to my pussy and now, with better access, he was able to reach my asshole with his tongue. He ate my ass like it was a delicious ice-cream cone and he hadn’t had dessert in ages. No one had every done this before, and no one has since . He slid a finger into my ass, then two, while working on my clit with his tongue. I told him I was going to cum again, and he picked up the pace until he felt me start shaking again. He still didn’t finish once, I desperately wanted to change that, so I got back on my knees and let him fuck my mouth again until he came down my throat. We dried off and went to his room wrapped in towels, while everyone was still seemingly passed out. We grabbed some water from the mini fridge, because after that steamy bathroom session I felt like I might pass out!!

Next thing I remember is being pushed on the bed and pinned down as we made out with a new level of energy, feeling the cool air in the room hit us revived us immediately. I couldn’t believe he was hard again, and ready to go. I was still wet from everything that happened before, so he slid into my tight pussy quite easily considering my dry spell, and he fucked me hard and fast as my whole body squirmed in pleasure. (No , no condom. I was young, dumb, and on birth control. I also have a latex allergy and no one carries latex-free condoms around. I left my apartment in a rush of excitement and forgot to grab one. Good thing we were both clean). The missionary sex was definitely above average, but he wanted my ass, BAD, so before he could cum again, he got off me and said to bend over. Luckily, he had lube with him, because we were going to need it. He went back to eating my ass and smacking it hard a couple of times before squirting a liberal amount of lube onto his dick and around my asshole. He slowly put it in while I rubbed my clit. It was a while before I could take it all, but it was worth the effort. It definitely hurt a little, but my god I loved the feeling of being so full in my tightest hole. To this day, I can thank him for my love of anal. I wish I could say he was actually able to finish in my ass like we were hoping , but it was my first time successfully doing anal and he pounded me pretty hard. Since he already came once, my ass was getting sore , so I ended up jacking him off until he came on my chest. I dipped my finger in it and put it in my mouth before going to the bathroom to clean up. He cleaned up too and let me use his charger to plug my phone in before going to bed.

**The Aftermath…(you don’t need to read this if you were only interested in sex)**

We got about 3 hours of sleep, when we were woken up at 6am by someone banging on the door. I guess Mike woke up and started doing shots early (most people start drinking before 8am on Parade Day, it’s the one day of the year that it is not only acceptable but encouraged). Mike was drunk and pissed , and he woke up everyone in the suite. He went off on me for fucking John in the suite he apparently paid for. Adam, who had been so out of it the night before, also woke up to realize he wa missing a tooth and feeling like absolute shit. He tried to calm Mike down, but Mike just kept screaming at me and John and he screamed at Adam saying “YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE HERE WHO DIDN’T FUCK HER”. I wanted to get out of there so John and I got dressed and he walked me back to my apartment. That’s when I finally looked at my phone (which was dead by the time we got to the hotel and not plugged in until after the epic sex session when John let me borrow his charger). Apparently, one of the girls in the suite drinking crew from the night before, Diana, texted me at some point because she had heard from Mike before he disappeared back to the room that night. He was apparently really drunk and upset because he saw John and I making out on our way to the event, and he felt rejected and tried to get with Diana, then she turned him down so he went back to the room hammered and FURIOUS. After this, John and I talked a couple of times, but he was in law school a few hours away and got a girlfriend shortly after. I never saw him again except on FB. Mike kept texting me, but I ignored him, since apparently never got over the fact that I wasn’t interested in him or hooking up with him. I had only ever done that because I was really drunk and in a bad place, and he took that opportunity to get me into bed. I have never seen him again either, and he doesn’t seem to be on social media anymore, which is fine with me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/943jiw/mf_im_not_irish_but_kiss_mei_mean_fuck_me_anyway

One comment on “[MF] I’m not Irish, but kiss me..I mean fuck me anyway

  1. Damn. Dudes in this story are way too dramatic. Glad you got John to give you the dicking down you needed tho.

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