Sorry it’s been awhile since my last post. The world has had me down, but I’m doing okay, all things considered. I thought I would cheer myself up by sharing a story from my past, and hopefully cheer you up in the process.
This story is from several years back. It’s a long one.
Imagine, if you will, a time before Covid-19. I was seeing a regular FWB who was just as kinky and adventurous as I am. I don’t want to give away any identifying info, so no names and some omissions. Let’s just call this girl “Tattoos”, because she had a few. She is a very lean/fit “burner” type chick (who had actually been to Burning Man). Small tits with lovely puffy nipples.
We attended an event in the city we live in. It was basically a mixer for kinky and/or poly type folks. People dress in costume, it happens at a bar with lots of couches and dark corners, and everyone mingles to meet other kinky people. There’s no sex on site, but there is plenty of making out. Everyone has to come with another person (partner or friend), and the atmosphere is well monitored to keep everything safe, respectful, and fun.
Tattoos and I dressed up for the occasion. I remember her wearing a tight, strapless, shimmery dress as part of her costume. It totally showed off her puffy nipples underneath, and was pretty accessible for roaming hands.
We made the rounds at the bar when we got there. It usually takes a while for the place to fill up, and the atmosphere to become more festive and less inhibited. Early in the evening, we chatted with two younger women who arrived together. I’ll call them “Curves” and “Dancer”. Curves was just that… curves. She was wearing a corset top and tight pants. Big breasts, nice hips, thick butt and thighs, and incredibly juicy lips. She had dark curly hair and olive skin.
“Dancer” was more petite, but with perky breasts and a booty. We found out later that she had been a competitive dancer, and was incredibly flexible and toned.
The two women were close friends and this was the first event they had ever gone to. They were there to keep each other safe, and both giving off a nervous/timid vibe. We chat for a while, and answer their enthusiastic questions once they learn we’ve been to several of these events, as well as sex parties. Eventually, the crowds shift, and we split off to meet other people. But we keep ending up back in the orbit of these two women. Each time they get a bit more flirty with Tattoos and I, and eventually we’re buying rounds of drinks together.
Eventually a few groups of spin the bottle start, and the four of us sit down together on a couch across from other people, and bottle lands on the table. The game begins, and we work our way through many combinations of who makes out with who. It starts with prudish kisses, and works it’s way up to heavy, handsy make out. We kiss other people, we kiss each other. And eventually the two friends have to kiss… which also becomes a full on make out session with the rest of the group cheering them on.
After that, our little couch foursome just became a make out couch and we forgot about the spin the bottle game. There was some not-so-discrete breast licking and some hands down pants, but we had to be careful not to go too far and get reprimanded by the staff.
I don’t know how long that went on for, but it was most of the night. Eventually we realize that most people have left, and the lights are starting to come on. The party (and the bar) are closing down. The four of us close up tabs and gather our stuff, and stumble drunkenly out into the night. But it’s obvious we all want to keep making out. The girls are like “should we find another bar?” To which Tattoos and I are like “definitely!” But we didn’t realize that it was so late (or early, at this point) that ALL THE BARS JUST CLOSED.
This works in our favor. We start talking about people’s apartments or a hotel. I offered my place and to pay for a cab. Luckily I have a king size bed, and no roommate at that point.
The girls are debating if they should or not (I guess they had promised themselves they wouldn’t get in too much trouble at their first party?). They eventually decide to go with it, and Tattoos and I reassure them that we aren’t expecting anything. We can keep things tame if they want.
On the cab ride to my place, we continue making out (all 4 of us in the back seat). Then suddenly I remember: “oh shit, I don’t know how many condoms I have left”. Luckily when we get inside, I check and I have exactly 3 condoms left. Just enough to get by.
We all get relaxed, and I pour water for everyone, since we’re all realizing how drunk we are. Everyone ends up sprawled out on my bed, and the clothes begin to come off (finally!).
I just have to say that Tattoos and I hit the jackpot. The group energy was perfect. Everyone was incredibly attracted to everyone. We were able to seamlessly make out and play with each other without it feeling like there were any imbalances. Even the two friends were really letting loose with each other, and that night they ended up 69’ing for a while. Apparently it was both of their first times with a number of things: other women, group sex, etc.
We didn’t end up at my place until at least 5am. I wish I could say that it was hours and hours of debauchery, but really it was probably a good 1.5 hours or so. The three condoms worked out perfectly, and I was able to fuck each of them in turn (mixed in with lots of other play). Curves was very vocal and multi-orgasmic, so we had a fun time seeing how many times I could make her cum in a row, with the other two women cheering her on and playing with her giant tits. Thinking back, we were definitely very loud… I’m sure my neighbors could hear multiple women screaming loudly.
The night was also some firsts for me. I had hooked up with MF couples prior to this, but I hadn’t been with a group of women before. I loved it. At one point I had Dancer riding me cowgirl (and boy, could she ride) and both Curves and Tattoos taking turns riding my face. I was drenched in their pussy juices, and my entire bedroom smelled like sex for days.
Post-sex, we passed out cuddling as a group. Next morning we realized one of them had lost their phone at the bar, and the other had forgotten to close her tab. So the two of them had to take a cab back to the bar (as it was opening for lunchtime) before heading home. Before parting ways, we all exchanged contact info, and agreed that we should do it again sometime. Also, high fives all around!
Tattoos and I assumed we probably wouldn’t hear from them again, but some playful texting ensued, and after weeks and weeks of trying to coordinate schedules, we actually met up again for:
***Round 2***
For this evening, I promised to book a room for the group, and we would meet up at a bar, have a few drinks, and then go to the hotel room. That way we’d have a lot more time to get down to fun. There was plenty of teasing in the lead up to the day, and Tattoos and I had been having amazing sex talking about the past FFFM and planning for this night.
We also did a better job of preparing. We brought a dozen condoms, massage oil, blind folds, leather cuffs, bondage tape, hitachi wand, and a dildo. I also grabbed my camera, just in case the girls would be into it.
I found a decent deal on a nice, modern boutique type hotel with a rooftop bar. Tattoos and I get there a little early, and grab drinks. She’s wearing a slutty dress that leaves nothing to the imagination, and I dressed up like a lawyer or businessman… slacks, button down shirt, nice tie. We sit at the mostly empty bar, and the bartender is already giving us looks like he knows we’re at the hotel to fuck. When Curves and Dancer show up, they are also dressed in very revealing dresses. When they make it to the bar and everyone swaps “more-than-friendly” hello kisses, you could practically feel the eyes of everyone in the bar not-so-discretely watching us. The bartender was loving the show, so he kept our drinks topped off, and we proceeded to catch up and flirt and kiss a bit.
We’d stocked the room with a couple bottles of wine in advance, but as we’re finally leaving the bar, Curves was like “let’s get a bottle of champagne sent down to the room”. It was baller as fuck. And also really funny to watch the bartender and server try to keep a straight face as we give them our room number and ask for a bottle of champagne.
Fast forward to the room. We get inside and get situated. Tattoos has a fun time showing the girls the spread of fun things we brought. When we get to the camera, Curves is like “oh! I love photography… I’ll totally take pictures, as long as we delete them in the morning”. Perfect!
The debauchery ensues. We tried just about every imaginable combination of things we could come up with. I’ll give some fun snippets:
Four person massages. Not four handed – four person. We were pretty much coated in massage oil the entire night after that, but the initial rubbing and teasing, and then 4 body slip and slide was well worth it.
We left the curtains open all night. Most of the view was a building under construction, but there were some buildings in the distance that could see us. It was hot to think that some lucky soul with a pair of binoculars could have watched us for hours. There were a few times we had someone pressed up against the glass getting fucked or eaten out.
Body shots (this was before the massage oil). Sounds silly, but it was fun pouring champagne off of each other.
Photos. My digital camera at the time was pretty crap. So almost all of the shots were blurry in the low lighting, but it just made for an incredibly moody/artsy/sexy ambiance. When we looked through everything in the morning, the girls were like “send these to us, they’re amazing!”
Light bondage. We took turns blindfolding and cuffing someone and then everyone else would focus on them. This would be a mix of licking, kissing, spanking, nibbling, etc. It was so sexy to do this as a group. For my turn, I was blindfolded and cuffed sitting on giant beanbag chair (I told you it was a weird modern boutique hotel). All I could feel were hands and lips all over me. And then tits and nipples forced into my mouth, and the three of them taking turns sucking my dick. Eventually someone rolls a condom down my dick, and I’m told that I have to guess which pussy is now sliding onto my shaft. They tease me a bit, and then I guess correctly, which gets me rewarded with Tattoos continuing to vigorously bounce up and down on my dick.
At this point, I’ve fucked each of them several times, and stayed hard the entire time. I’ve been holding off from cumming, but with all three of them telling me it’s my turn to come, it gets really hard to hold off any longer. I have one gorgeous woman riding me, another with her hands playing with my balls and licking the woman riding me, and the Curves with her tits pressed into my face. I explode so hard into Tattoos as I moan and the girls cheer.
Side note… sometimes I have no refractory period; I can just stay hard and keep fucking. This was one of those nights. I was so turned on, that after I came inside Tattoos, I just kept on fucking until she came a few more times. She was also on birth control, and we didn’t always use condoms (we were mostly using them to make things less awkward with Curves and Dancer), so it wasn’t an issue to keep fucking her with a condom nearly bursting with my load. After she tapped out, I pulled off the condom, put on a fresh one, and went to town on Dancer. It was such a turn on to see their reactions to how long I could stay hard for. Eventually it became almost a joke for the night. Like how many times can I fuck them and make them cum without going soft.
Eventually we took a breather and regrouped. The room was a wreck. We had basically rearranged all of the furniture to use for fucking on or for bondage tie down points. Luckily nothing was broken… We laughed, drank a bit, then got a second wind, which lasted until 5 in the morning. We slept for a few hours, and then the girls took off for prior brunch plans with friends. Tattoos and I scrolled through the pics on my camera, had one more lazy fuck, and then tried to clean up the disaster of a hotel room. In the process, I counted the condoms haphazardly strewn around the room, and realized I had gone through all 12 of them. And I think the collective orgasm count from the ladies ended up at somewhere over 50.
I later hooked up with each of the girls individually, and Curves has joined me for threesomes from time to time. Tattoos and Dancer now live in other cities (sadly), but that evening will always live on as one of the most memorable experiences of my life.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i3836j/my_first_and_then_second_fffm_foursome
Freaking hot as fuck
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