Looking back on how my slutty phase, which essentially started in high school and lasted until I met my future wife, began, it’s kind of messed up. I started dating the best friend of the girl I crushed over all through junior high. We kind of hooked up – some feeling up under the bra (what a thrill for a 15-year-old) but nothing too serious.
However, that all changed after a school dance.
I was in the backseat of a packed minivan with people on either side and a girl – my girlfriend’s best friend – on my lap. I didn’t think anything of it because the van was so crowded. We had casually met a few times through my girlfriend but never hung out a lot.
I vividly remember she was wearing a sparkly silver dress with pantyhose underneath. I was talking to someone on one side of me and she was talking to someone on the other side of me. I had one hand in her lap area, mainly because there was really nowhere else for it to go. But I was 15 and horny so my hand “accidentally” fell between her things. She didn’t miss a beat and spread her legs a little so I had more access. The van was pitch black but I knew what to do next. I began rubbing her thighs higher and higher, and she kept spreading her legs wider and wider. She eventually put her black peacoat over her lap to cover my hands.
No one had a clue what was happening.
When I got to the crotch area of her pantyhose, I began stroking it up and down. She looked down, caught my eye and smiled so sexily, so slyly and quickly went back to her conversation.
I pulled her pantyhose down and felt her pubes. I was rock hard at this point and she could feel all of it. When I got inside her panties, she was soaking wet. I slid a finger in and she tossed her head back in reaction. Still, no one had a clue.
I fingered her for a while longer, the bumps in the road doing some of the work for me. She was loving every second of it, squeezing my shoulder as she tried to keep talking. We eventually got where we were going, and she had to get out. We all got out to say goodbye. I put my rock hard cock up in my waistband and gave her a long, lingering hug.
Shit hit the fan the next day when everyone found out — I still have no idea why she told anyone. But, shockingly, my GF wasn’t mad at me. Just at her. She came over to my house the day after, and we talked and made up, and I fingered her on my bed with my parents upstairs.
After we broke up, her best friend ended up coming over late one night and blowing me until I filled her mouth with my young cum.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lult8d/my_m_sluttiness_began_when_i_fingered_my_gfs_best