Hello, everyone! In my last post, I was encouraged to share some group sex stories. Unfortunately, this isn’t one of them (well, not exactly), but I was thinking of it earlier this morning and I felt like I’d have to get it out. I’ll post some more explicitly group adventures at some point soon.
So anyways, this one goes back to my college days. I’m hanging out in my dorm room with two girls, let’s call them Sarah and Lisa. Sarah’s a cute redhead that I’ve slept with a few times, and Lisa’s this really cute, busty black girl that I’ve thought about before but haven’t been with. I think I may have made out with her at some point. Hard to keep track. (Ahem, I’m a slut.)
Anyway, somehow, the conversation turns to the male fascination with women who don’t wear underwear in public. They ask me why it’s such a turn-on for boys.
“I guess cause guys like knowing that there’s only one lair between them and your naughty bits. And also, like, the dirty secret that they know and nobody else does.”
Sarah: “Weird. I don’t think it would be a turn-on for me if a guy weren’t wearing underwear.”
Lisa: “I don’t know. Maybe it would. I mean, if he got hard…”
Sarah starts thinking about it. We start talking about it. They get pretty excited at the idea. And since my sluttiness is well established at this point, they know that I’ll happily volunteer.
So the next day, we decide to go to the mall. Sarah picks me up in her car, and the girls are dressed the way they would for a day at the mall. Sarah’s got jeans and a t-shirt, Lisa’s in a t-shirt and a pretty reasonable skirt.
Me? Button-down shirt, jeans, socks, shoes, and that’s it.
As we drive, the girls ask me how I’m feeling. Fine, mostly. A little chafing. They ask if I’ve had an erection yet, and I tell them I haven’t. There’s a lot of giggling, and clear arousal. It’s hard to tell where this is going to go.
We get out of the car and start walking around the mall. The girls are a little uncertain. They’re very turned on and excited about their secret – much giggling, much glancing at my crotch – but ultimately, not doing much about it yet. Mostly, we’re just going down hallways. One of the girls decides to head into a clothing store. I’m lead behind a clothing rack, where Sarah, with a big grin, very hesitantly puts her hand on my crotch and feels it.
“Definitely no underwear,” she whispers, as if Lisa and I didn’t already know. She starts to very gently stroke. I sigh, and try to hide it, but not that well.
Lisa’s a lot more shy than Sarah, so when Sarah encourages Lisa to touch, she’s pretty uncertain. She touches gently, then pulls away with a nervous giggle. Then she goes back to it and strokes a little more. “Holy shit,” she says excitedly. At this point, I’m mostly hard, and it shows.
“Dude, settle that thing down before we leave,” Sarah whispers.
I take a few moments and try. I can’t get completely soft, obviously, but mostly there. At this point, it’s not obvious, but if somebody is really looking, they can see a semi.
The next hour or so (I don’t remember exactly) goes mostly like this. In and out of stores, inappropriate touching, giggling, and as time passes, it becomes harder and harder to hide my erection, and the girls are enjoying that fact. There’s talk about the excitement of it and understanding of why guys love this. I can definitely tell people are noticing.
At one point, we head to the food court. The girls pick a table that’s half booth and I sit in the booth part. Sarah, who is the more forward of the two, leans over and starts to play with the zipper of my jeans.
I grin. “Don’t wanna risk getting arrested, do you?” Lisa’s eyes go wide as she figures out what Sarah’s doing.
“Nobody’s looking,” Sarah says. It takes her a minute until the jeans are open, and she pulls me out through my pants and starts to play with me very gently. I grip the table and hold the moan.
Lisa finally starts getting into it. She reaches across the table and watches me carefully as she starts to stroke me, at first gently, but then more aggressively. It takes her time to get into it, but she goes from giggly to openly turned on as she bites her lip, watching me try not to show that I’m getting jerked off under the table. She really gets into it, until she whispers to us, “Let’s go back to the car.”
Well, that’s a nice turn of events. I quickly put my dick away and adjust myself the best I can. We quickly head to the car, and Lisa joins me in the back seat as Sarah maneuvers the car to a more isolated spot. Lisa pulls me right back out, slips a condom on me, and in no time is out of her panties and on top of me. It’s awkward, the car is small, but she rides me so aggressively. Quietly, but roughly. From the front seat, Sarah watches and enjoys herself as I keep my hands on Lisa’s hips.
I ask Sarah if she wants some or if it’s OK if I cum, and Sarah’s totes cool with just watching, so I completely lose it, all the strain of having to be quiet releasing as I groan really loudly and orgasm.
The girls giggle excitedly as Lisa falls back into her seat.
“Wow,” says Sarah. “We should do that every weekend.”
We did once more.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cjbwto/in_which_the_slutty_bi_male_fulfills_a_somewhat
Super fucking hot