She let me finger fuck her on the dance floor [MF]

I had been dating my girlfriend for about six months and it was going really well. We had gone on trips to New York and San Francisco, met one another’s families, had been talking about opening up the relationship more, and were really enjoying exploring each other. One Saturday I was invited to a friends birthday brunch in the city and I invited her along, but she passed so I went solo. I hadn’t seen my friend in a few years and it was awesome to reconnect with her, her husband, and a few other mutual friends I knew through them.

The brunch itself was fantastic. Bottomless Mimosas and Bloody Mary, great service, and killer food. I got there early, started drinking early, and didn’t let up until the afternoon was over and the restaurant cut us off the bottomless drinks at 2 or 3 pm. By the time we got booted from the restaurant the entire group decided we were making a day of it and doing a bar crawl until evening.

During the brunch I found myself very attracted to one of the women there. She was a natural red head, gorgeous blue eyes, tall and slender, and had the most incredible smile and laugh. I admit that I am a sucker for a redhead and have been for a long time. I wasn’t going out of my way to flirt with her or pursue my attraction, but at one point — too many mimosas in — she sat next to me and we chatted for a bit, took a few selfies together, and I asked her if she had a boyfriend.

“No, no boyfriend.” She said and smiled back at me too longingly. She never asked me if I had a girlfriend in return and I didn’t offer the information up freely for whatever devious reason.

The group of 10 or 12 of us hit a few more bars early into the evening and the girl, I’ll call her Kim, and I continued to hit it off and flirt. Eventually, we hit a spot that had live music and a great atmosphere and one of the other mutual friends noticed the chemistry I was having with Kim. They approached the two of us while we were standing at one of the bars and asked me if I had made a move on Kim yet.

Kim smiled at me, I admitted I had not made a move, and the friend said, “You should.”

Well, that was that. Kim got too close to me and I was too turned on to reconsider. Technically, I had a girlfriend, but we were in a mostly open relationship as far as I was concerned. That is what I told myself at least — though I don’t think I was quite in the right frame of mind to make that leap. Regardless, I leaned in and kissed Kim and it was good.

For the next hour or so Kim and I were making out, dancing, or touching each other very inappropriately in the darker corners of the bar. The group traveled to a shady dive bar with a great dance floor next and things escalated from there. It was the same dive bar where I had set the stage for a crazy threesome a few years prior and the memory of that — and of the time I finger fucked a girl I met in bar tending school while sitting in a dive bar — made me want to do the same to Kim.

While dancing and kissing, I slid my hand down Kim’s waistband and allowed the tips of my fingers to slip under the hem of her panties. I heard her moan and then she kissed me hard which, I felt, gave me the permission I needed to continue. I slipped my hand down farther and touched her deliciously wet pussy for the first time and it was amazing. For the rest of the time that she and I spent together in the bar my hands were in her pants, my mouth was on her neck or lips, and she was moaning wildly for me. Occasionally she would tell me that she wanted to feel my cock, or sit on my face. She got her hand down my pants once and wrapped her fingers around my thick hard on. Honestly, things were going amazingly well and I was very excited.

The group finally transitioned back to the birthday girl’s house to wind down. They had plenty of beer there, a chill atmosphere, and a nice patio to sit on outside. The birthday girl’s husband broke out a hookah and everyone just hung out. I am a relatively go-with-the-flow person, but bad beer and smoking stuff always keeps me at a distance. I stopped drinking and preferred to hang out inside and just hang out with Kim instead. Everyone else went on out and she and I just sat on the couch, talking, kissing when no one was around, and sobering up a bit.

The kissing was too much for me and I wanted more; so did she. She flashed her cute little tits at me and that made me want to see the pussy I had been fingering all night. I looked around and didn’t see anyone, so I pulled down her pants and got my first glimpse of her incredible tight pussy. She had a tiny little red bush, but her lips were shaved and I dove right in. I started to lick her clit immediately and she tossed her head back in ecstasy. I slipped a finger inside her and began to massage her G-spot as I flicked my tongue back and forth and up and down.

We stopped when we heard the sliding glass door open from the patio and she pulled up her pants. I jumped up on the couch. We had been caught for sure, but played it off like we hadn’t. Our friends invited us to come outside and hang out ‘when we were done.’

Kim looked at me after they had left and said “What’s next?” I could tell she wanted to fuck. I did too. So, so, so badly. I did have a girlfriend though, and sex would have been crossing the line. We had agreed that we would start out by inviting other people to join us before we truly opened up and slept with other people on our own. I respected that, so I held back. Kim noticed that I wasn’t trying to take her upstairs or fuck her there in the living room and as I continued to sober up I realized I had already — probably — gone too far.

I took our friends up on their offer and escorted Kim out to the patio with everyone else. The crew gave us some shit for obviously hooking up all night and not being very subtle about it. I started to realize I had definitely fucked up and began to get more and more guilty; not only for potentially cheating on my girlfriend, but also for doing wrong by Kim and leading her on. As soon as I felt sober enough I bid a very quick farewell and got the heck out of there.

The next night I went to see my girlfriend and told her about what had happened the day before. Obviously, she was pissed at me, but she indulged me enough to talk it out. I was almost entirely honest with her about what happened — I did omit a few things — and by the end of the conversation she forgave me and we moved on. My hope had been that telling her about this sexy redhead that I met she would be interested in inviting her to join us for a threesome, but that didn’t turn out to be the case. Go figure.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nnmx8k/she_let_me_finger_fuck_her_on_the_dance_floor_mf