Here is a quick story that happened over labor day weekend. Here in Texas we like to float rivers in inner tubes and get absolutely plastered. There is no better time to do this than on a long weekend right before summer officially ends. My girlfriend and her best friend Meg decided to close out our summer with a bang and bought way to much alcohol for 3 people and tried out best to finish it all in one 3 hour float.
The river was packed and there were sexy people everywhere having a blast. The long float was pretty uneventful for the most part and with the sun beaming down on us and the copious amounts of alcohol in our system it didn’t take long for us to go from good and buzzed to stupid drunk. After we stumbled out of the river I was way to drunk to function and propped myself up on the wall leading out to the parking lot. My poor GF had to pull up all the tubes from the water all by herself, or so I thought. While resting up on the wall trying not to puke my brains out, I saw 3 guys help her get the cooler and our tubes out of the water. They seemed nice and she thanked them. Meg her best friend was trying to act sober but couldn’t keep her feet from wobbling her to the ground a few times so she joined me against the wall.
My gf thanked the 3 college kids as they began working on their own tubes and coolers. I mustered up enough strength to get the cooler and my tub up the steep hill towards our car. My GF being the most sober decided it would be a good idea for her to drive us home while Meg and I rested. Once the 3 of us got to the car the overwhelming sickness of being in the sun that long and drinking so much hit me and I b-lined it to the nearest tree. After a few minutes of puking. I noticed Meg was about 4 trees over doing the same thing. I turned to look back towards the car and saw that my GF was packing the car with our tubes and cooler but having a hard time. Almost if on cue the 3 boys walked by and asked her if she needed help. She thanked them again with a smile and even hugged one of the guys. At that moment I once again was hit with the freight train of nausea and continued to puke my brains out.
Lucky for us the guys were parked directly next to us with a tall lifted truck. Each of these guys stood a few inches taller than I am and well built. Each were rocking a showing 6 pack and rocking that V cut down into their shorts. As I sat against my vomit tree I could hear my GF ask the guys if they didn’t mind keeping watch while she changed into some dry clothes. Of course not one of them denied her offer and one of them even said they would open their back door and she could open our front door in order to create a level of privacy. She happily agreed and once both doors were open the guys turned their backs towards her and from my angle I could see her reaching into the car for her dry clothes.
At this point I was fighting both nausea and sleep because my body was both sick and tired of being sick. All I needed was a good nap to make it all go away. I noticed the guys see me but I don’t think they knew I was with the girl currently getting naked not even 3 feet behind them since I was no where around her each time they spoke to her. Just then I hear my GF say “Can someone help me with this knot? My bottoms are on to tight.” All three guys turn around at the same time and say “yeah” I catch a glimpse of my GF standing there topless only wearing her sting bikini bottoms. The look on each of those guys faces were pricesless when they noticed her tits were out for them to all see. I wanted to say something but I honestly felt that if I even opened my mouth at this point the only thing that would come out was more vomit.
One of the guys hurried past the other two and jumped behind the doors to where my GF was standing to help the poor damsel in distress. After a few seconds I could hear her giggle a little and say “Sorry its just a little tight” and the guy saying what sounded like “fuck yeah it is let me get it with my mouth.” it was at this point I could see her bikini bottoms hit the dirt floor untied. Followed by laughing coming from both of them. The next part I vaguely remember as the overwhelming feeling of nausea took over. The 2 guys still on the outside of the door turned to look towards me since I was the only person around besides Meg who was legit knocked out on a grassy knoll snoring. I was just about to stand up but once again I couldn’t help it and ran behind the tree to vomit some more.
After a few minutes of puking behinds the tree I looked up towards the cars and noticed that the guys were gone and also the doors were closed with my GF no where in sight. I wanted to do something but before I knew it I was out cold a few feet away from my puke pile. After a nap I was awoken by my GF poking my side trying to get me to get up. I looked up at her with a daze and she started to say that Meg was already in the car and that we need to go home so I can rest some more. When we got back to the car I saw Meg was already asleep in the back seat and also the truck with the 3 guys was gone. I made my way towards the front passenger door and opened it. The passenger seat was leaned back and pulled all the way back which seemed weird since none of us did that before. I just assumed it was my GF being nice to me and laid it down for me to rest. I asked her how long I had been asleep and she said over an hour. I asked her what she did the whole time and she blushed and just said nothing.
In my drunken state all I could think about was how I didn’t want to get our car seat wet so I reached for the crumbled up towel on the floor to lay it out for me to sleep on. I grabbed the towel laid it on the front seat and jumped on it while my GF walked around the car to the driver side. The second she opened the driver side door is the same time I jumped on to the towel only to feel a huge pile of what felt like sticky shit all over my body, and at that exact moment my GF screams “NOT THAT TOWEL!! OMG get off get off!” I asked “What the fuck is this all over me?!?” She turned blood red at the face and just said “uhhhh I Uhhhh spit up a little into the towel.” I wiped it off and threw the towel on the floor and then noticed that she was only wearing an over sided t-shirt. I asked her “WTF? Who’s is that? and where is your underwear?” she said ” Sorry baby my shirt got super dirty so one of those guys gave me his. and uhhh my underwear was ummm wet too. So I took them off.” I just said “…Oh” and passed out.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9cwljj/labor_day_weekend_f_group_cuckolding
Cool non-story
Those guys would be dead or in the hospital
You should learn to co tell your alcohol better. I’m going to assume this is not true.
Amazing and hot as hell!! I floated the San Marcos river on Sunday. How close did I come to joining in the fun?
Also, have you and your gf ever played like this before?
That’s hot. How many dicks do you think she took? All three?