Wing-Manning – Took One for the Team [MF]

This one has a bit of a build up but I have emboldened where “the action” starts.

My mate John and I were out in Central London on a random Wednesday night. The club was quiet so we bailed and hit the casino. We weren’t there to throw money around. It was members only and the bar was a cool place to hangout. I had a stroke of luck that carried some momentum on the roulette table, to the tune of just over £3000 from my £50 original stake. I decided to box smart and cash out. I looked at John and said “Strippers?” He was all for it and I offered to pick up the tab there with the winnings. John was a loyal friend of mine so I didn’t mind picking up the bill. If I had to be on the battlefield with anybody it would be him. Luckily we weren’t in a position of having to fight on the battlefield but he was the first person I invited when playing Call of Duty.

At the strip club the manager was at the door with the security guys and through casual conversation I told him we just had a win at the casino. He congratulated me, comped us a bottle of Veuve Cliquot and told us to enjoy our night. This place was quiet too so we were immediately surrounded with girls as soon as we sat down. John was like a kid in a candy store and went on a spree of casino funded private dances. Nothing was taking my fancy, so I just sat enjoying the stage shows and buying some drinks for any of the girls that managed to hold a semi decent conversation.

A tall blonde Eastern European girl calling herself Natalia came up, shook my hand, kissed me on the cheek and sat in on my knee. I was impressed at her professional introduction and even more so at how she looked. She had long hair down to her ass, not ultra slim but carried weight in all the right places including a great set of natural tits. A welcome sight in this sea of silicon and fakeness. Her English was perfect which was a good thing because my Ukrainian is shit. We hit it off right away and the conversation flowed naturally. Most of the girls in there will usually ask you to take them for a private dance and if you don’t say yes on the spot they will disappear before you finish your sentence. Natalia never asked the whole time she sat with me but I knew she was there to earn money so suggested we go to the booths.

I planned for her to keep me occupied for a while but gave her the standard £20 for a private dance to start with. She got to work bouncing up and down on my lap, grinding and burying my face in her tits. Like most places in London this was a strictly no touching club but when she put her nipples at my mouth I didn’t need a paper invitation to begin sucking on them. Her nipples were erect and I could smell her pussy when she was dry humping my crotch. It was taking mega constraint not put my hands all over her. A £20 dance usually lasts one song but she went on for 3 or 4. It seemed like an eternity at the time lost in a world of tits and ass. When she stopped I tipped her a few £50s from my roll of casino cash. I don’t even know how much I gave her. It was probably about £400. I was buzzing from the win, the booze and having this hot ass girl rub herself all over me for the last 10 minutes.

We were in a taxi about 4am heading back to Johns apartment. I was on Facebook trying to find some action but at 4am midweek it was slim pickings. John was rattling through Tinder not even looking. Every swipe was a right. I noticed he started typing and a minute or two later he called out an address to the driver, that was on the other side of the City.. “Got a couple of bitches wanting banged” he said sounding happy with himself. I was impressed to be fair. Not only did he manage to find a girl at 4am on a Wednesday night/Thursday morning, still awake and seemingly up for a booty call but she was with her friend who was apparently just as keen. He showed me a picture of a good looking bottle-blonde but there was none of the friend. I was going into the unknown here.

Daylight was starting to creep in as the taxi pulled up to this tower block on a typical South London housing estate. The journey over had started to sober me up and I was starting to wonder what John had got us into but I didn’t want to bail on him. He messaged the girl on Tinder, told her we were here and when we got up the stairs the blonde girl he was messaging was waiting at the door for us. She led us to the living room and I sat down on a 3 seater next to the girl whose house it was. I immediately knew I was getting the rough end of the bargain here. She was maybe a 5, not butt ugly but definitely wasn’t my type. She was very slim with short-ish cropped brown hair and small tits. Both girls were probably between 21 and 24.

The conversation was pretty casual in the room. They had just been sitting in pyjamas drinking all night. John and his blonde had a blanket over them so I knew he was getting his fingers wet. I wasn’t saying much. When the blondie asked me what was wrong I just played it cool and said I was feeling a bit rough from a night of drinking. The one sitting next to me got up and brought blanket from the other room and suggested I have a lie down on the couch. I did and she jumped in beside me. As the chat in the room continued and John was playing with the blonde girls pussy, the short haired chick pressed her ass against my jeans and began stroking my leg. I still wasn’t really feeling it and had my eyes shut at this point. She must have got frustrated by my lack of response and said “if you are just gona fall asleep you guys might as well leave.”

Uh oh. Code red. We were in cock blocking territory here. I had to spring into action and take a proverbial bullet for the team. I put a hand on her leg and repeated I was just a bit rough and sobering up. Blondie chimes in, “why don’t you have another drink then?” Now we’re talking I thought to myself. The short haired girl went over and brought me the bottle of cheap Vodka back. I sat up and took a massive swig straight out the bottle. These girls were so trashy, I’m surprised they didn’t try and charge me for units consumed.

**The Action.**

Short hair was half kneeling above me with one knee on the couch. “Feeling better now?” she asked. I was actually. That Vodka went straight to my head and I just thought fuck it. This chick wants banged. I could just use her pussy and I’ll probably never see her again. I put a hand on her waist and pulled her back down beside me. I noticed that John and blondie had began a kissing session. I ran my free hand up the bare skin of her leg to the base of her little cotton pyjama shorts. I suggested we give John and Blondie some alone time and go for a lie down in the bedroom. She had no shame in hiding her eagerness, got up and quickly led me through.

With my new found “fuck it” attitude I just went full steam ahead. Before she even reached her bed I grabbed her from behind using one hand to feel up her body and the other to grope her pussy through her shorts. She let out a moan and leaned her head back into my shoulders. I began kissing her neck and massaging her clit through the shorts. I could feel a damp patch. She was definitely eager as hell. I was thinking to myself that this is probably the easiest fuck I’ll ever have. I hadn’t even arranged this never mind made any effort to bed this girl.

She turned round and unbuckled my belt. My jeans dropped to the floor and I directed her on to the bed where I climbed on top of her both still clothed minus my jeans. There was some sloppy tongue kissing and dry humping action going on. She seemed desperate to get some cock inside her. She pulled off her vest top, pushed her pyjama shorts off then pushed my boxers down but I wasn’t fully erect yet. I rolled over and directed her to sit on my lap. Her ass cheeks were just in front of my semi. She unbuttoned my shirt and we were both completely naked. She put a hand behind her and began tugging at my cock and playing with my balls. I could feel the warmth and wetness from her pussy. I grabbed her hips and looked at her pussy while she was playing with me. For all my negative thoughts earlier, she had a really nice looking pussy. I imagined it was Natalias from the strip club. That’s all I needed to get rock hard. I got her off me for a second and leaned over to my jeans to pull a rubber out of my wallet.

This girl must have been itching to get some because she had pulled the packet out my hand, ripped it open with her teeth, put the rubber on and was sliding down on my dick before I knew it. She started riding fuck out me. This girl could fucking go. Back and forth her hips went while I’m buried balls deep in her. Her pussy was gushing. I started thrusting in rhythm with her as she moved from a back and forth grind to an up and down motion. My groin and balls were soaked with her juices. I grabbed her ass cheeks to control the speed of the action and started fucking really hard before slowing down to some slow and hard thrusts. The thrusts made all sorts of slapping and squelching noises due to the amount of wetness from this girls pussy.

“Turn over” I said.

“What way?”

“How do you like it?” I asked.

“I like it on my hands and knees” she said half, whispering half moaning.

She was so light I just lifted her off me, pushed her to the prone bone position, and entered her from behind. I started pounding her pussy with everything I had as she was clutching on to the bed. I was about to see if she was up for letting me put my load down her throat but I had been slamming her pussy so hard the nut came quicker than expected. I pulled out, threw the rubber off and shot my load all up her back and onto her hair. “Jesus fuck” she said sounding exhausted. The 0-100 we went at had probably been a shock to the system.

As soon as I blew my load I quickly came to my senses. I couldn’t get ready quick enough. I grabbed the rubber to flush down the toilet and when I threw open the bathroom door John was already standing in there texting me. We obviously both had the same idea. It was time to bail and we were out of that house like a shot. It was a total hit and run job. I never even got her name.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9dnji8/wingmanning_took_one_for_the_team_mf