A [F]un Weekend “Alone”

I shared this story with a friend the other night, and thought I might as well share it here as well :)

Last September my husband was out of town for the weekend, and I was my best friend’s date to a coworker’s wedding. We sat at a table with our manager and his wife, our manager’s boss and her husband, and another girl on our team and her husband. I was taking FULL advantage of the bar, mostly drinking peach prosecco, but I also had the occasional beer or glass of wine peppered in; I was having a grand ole time and was getting a little tipsy.

After the sun went down the dancing started in full swing, and our table went out to the dance floor. By this point my manager’s wife and I had already started getting a little flirty with each other. (I really like girls, but I don’t get to mess around with them anymore now that I’m married.) So my boss’ wife and I were dancing, being a little touchy-feely, and at one point she grabbed the zipper on the front of my dress and started pulling it down and playing with it. I was so turned on by her at this point, and I desperately wanted to kiss her; it was hard to contain my desire but I definitely did NOT want to cross a line with my boss’ wife. Toward the end of the night when we were all leaving, she and I hugged goodbye and her body felt so good pressed up against mine.

So, my best friend drove me home and dropped me off (after we grabbed Taco Bell, haha) as she didn’t really have much to drink at the wedding and was good to drive; I, however, was definitely drunk at this point. When I got home I was still horny as hell thinking about my boss’ wife. I decided to text a couple of old flames (one a previous FWB and the other a long-time friend that I had on-again-off-again flirtations with for YEARS). Thankfully both of them were still awake even though it was pretty late.

Knowing that I was wanting to get off with these guys I grabbed a couple of bath towels to put on the bed underneath me, and I started touching myself in earnest while texting both of them. I’m a squirter, and I squirt A LOT more when I drink, and the prosecco was making me feel realllllllll good.

So both guys and I were swapping pictures, and I was getting wetter by the minute. At some point I sent videos of myself squirting to them, and after that I couldn’t stop squirting. I know I had several orgasms, and I got videos of both of them cumming. Mmmmmm.

I am pretty sure that I had put down two towels, folded over a few times so there would be more fabric to absorb all my squirt, but that wasn’t enough because I soaked through them down to the bedsheets. I absolutely drenched my dress as well as I hadn’t bothered taking it off because I was too horny and wanted to play IMMEDIATELY. I stripped the bed, washed the sheets and my dress, and went to bed wholly content with multiple wet orgasms. I woke up the next morning and started all over again ;)

(Also posted to r/sluttyconfessions)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bq71ap/a_fun_weekend_alone