[MF] Hungarian Thighslapper

A couple of years ago I traveled from the US to Europe for my friend’s wedding. My friend was marrying a Hungarian she’d met at work 6 months prior – they had hit it off instantly and “just knew.” At the reception, I was seated at the (young) singles table and was getting the attention of a good looking guy sitting across from me. Andras was well built, dark hair and blue eyes and a smile I felt straight in my uterus. Our table was small and discussion included almost all of us. Emboldened by an appreciative audience, I turned on the wit and sarcasm, which I could tell resonated with him. A few people around the table weren’t on the same page though and we had to explain some jokes to them, which created like a cocky bonding (not yet literally) between us.

We flirted all night and danced. Not the best dancer (he stepped on my feet a few times) but he made up for it when we danced slow and close. And when I was about to leave he came up to me and said “I wanna see more of you, please don’t go home.” So he got in the cab with me and a friend and we headed back to the main city as the wedding had been out on a golf course in the outskirts. The friend had all kinds of comments on the wedding and I absentmindedly agreed to almost all of them, a little distracted. Meanwhile, Andras has his hand around my thigh. His hand was so big he could almost close his thumb with his middle finger encircled around my upper leg above the knee without trying. My friend had moved on to talking about how cute an old couple was dancing at the party when out of nowhere I felt a pretty loud slap – Andras had raised his hand and just let it drop, full force on my thigh. My thigh made a little jiggle in response and then quickly went back to form. The sudden move was so unexpected and caught me off guard that I let out a short yelp. In addition to being surprised AF and worrying about my friend in the front seat noticing, I realized I was kind of aroused.

He must have realized it too? His hand slid under my dress, which was long but had a dramatic side slit that went up to the top of my leg. And then from underneath the fabric, it flipped away my dress parting it at the slit. Before I knew it, he was spreading my legs apart and raising my dress up my tummy . Man, his hands covered serious surface area. I simultaneously felt his hand on my navel and clit through my thong and on both thighs. And for a few seconds he just let it lay there, applying some pressure. Then he started to massage the entire area, with two fingers rubbing my clit in inconsistent motion.

“What did you think of the cake?” My friend was asking. Afraid to open my mouth and let out the moan I was holding back, I just went mmmmm sensually, to which she replied incredulously: “Seriously? I thought it tasted like shit. Didn’t it taste like shit? Maybe you had the icing? I didn’t try it but it looked good…” And then my Hungarian friend chimes in with his deep voice, “I thought it was too sweet but I like the cinnamon.” I had been mostly looking down or closing my eyes since things started to heat up, but then I just turned my head in one jerk movement and stared at him. He winked at me, grinning. Ughh fuck off man stop being so hot. I kissed him.

At his place, I stripped him down in an instant. I was still in my dress but it was twisted around me, its side slit now almost positioned over my own slit. The thin straps falling over my shoulders. He unzipped my dress down my back and I wriggled out of it. He stood there towering over me as we made out and felt each other up like we’d hit puberty that night. His dick was objectively beautiful and erect and I knelt down and sucked it. I ended up staying over all weekend, lounging around in his boxer shorts or less. He made me food. We barely left his house. We slept skin to skin. In the cab he took with me to the airport to drop me off, I had his thick fingers inside me the whole ride. We kissed long and hugged goodbye. We stayed in touch for a bit and then it died out. Never saw him again, but today at work I got wet remembering that thigh slap.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d2t7l5/mf_hungarian_thighslapper