Not only is Kayn a superstar rugby player in our home city, during his free time, he really enjoys surfing as well. About a year ago when Covid cases came to a lull in our city, Kayn took me surfing for the first time. I was clumsy and clueless – far from being a sexy, cool, agile surfer girl, but hey, we’re still dating so I guess I didn’t turn him off THAT much.
Post surfing, we decided to check out this new hip Lebanese restaurant, where we ended up sharing a bottle of rosé. I was expecting to go home after a long day at the beach, so I was just braless in a baggy shirt and sporting a tiny, tight pair of spandex – while commando – that I used to wear for volleyball. To top it off, I was walking around in a pair of flip flops and carrying a backpack with my hair still damp and slightly tangled from the ocean water. A 10 out of 10 look, I must say. So when Kayn received a message from his friends asking him to join them for a pint, I was a bit hesitant when he invited me to come along. He managed to convince me that it would be more comfortable for me to meet a few of his friends over a casual drink, as opposed meeting everyone all at once at a larger gathering. Fair enough. So the two of us headed to the bar to meet his friends.
The boys made me feel welcomed and a part of the group right from the start. I was honestly surprised by how accepting they were with me, and how not uncomfortable I was with them, considering how I generally get quite shy around new people and how long it takes for me to warm up to them. With a few drinks in (plus half a bottle of rosé from dinner), we were all feeling quite tipsy as we chatted and laughed away.
Because of Covid, safety measures were still in place and bars had to close at midnight, so we moved to the small empty park/children’s playground area right next to the bar. While the boys were chatting shit with each other, I sat on a stone bench, laughed along at their silly jabs and jokes and observed their group dynamic. Without a doubt, Kayn was the boisterous, rowdy one – the complete opposite of me. At one point, he whipped out his dick and helicoptered it around. His friends told him to put it away, but they didn’t seem too bothered by it, so it mustn’t have been the first time this happened.
When one of the boys stepped out of the park area onto the main road to pick up a call from his girlfriend, the rest of the boys slowly trickled out of the park and followed him. At that moment, Kayn and I thought they were all leaving, so we immediately went to a stone bench behind a bush and started kissing and groping each other. Even when we are sober, we cannot keep our hands off each other. But when we are drunk, this is very much amplified.
“Just let me stick it in you really quickly,” Kayn pleaded. “I just want to feel your pussy right now.” Very little convincing was needed. I was also dying for him to fill me up, even if it was just for a few seconds. I sat back, spread my legs wide open and moved my spandex to the side. He slid inside me effortlessly.
Then Kayn started pounding away. It didn’t seem like he was going to slow down or stop anytime soon, but I was enjoying it too much to want this to end. I let a few moans escape my lips. Not too loudly because we were right in the middle of some park, but not too softly either because we were alone. Or so I thought. Both of us were too intoxicated by alcohol and by lust to realise that people in the apartment building right next to the park could easily see us if they looked out the window. Moreover, we were too fixated on each other to realise that his friends were peeping at us just several metres away behind another bush.
Beads of sweat formed on Kayn’s forehead as he fucked me with my legs wide open on the stone bench. Watching him put in the work and listening to his heavy breathing got me wetter and wetter. I closed my eyes to focus on feeling him stroking the walls of my pussy and stretching me out. He felt absolutely amazing.
A few minutes later, Kayn groaned out in pleasure as he shot his thick cum deep in me. “Fuck, I’m cumming,” he said, eyes closed and whole body tensed. Then we shared a few quick kisses, readjusted our bottoms and stepped outside the park. His friends immediately came up to us with massive grins on their faces.
“What were you guys doing?” “We just watched you guys fuck.” “Naughty naughty!” We were surprised to see his friends still there. My cheeks started burning from embarrassment as I denied everything, while Kayn, also with a massive grin, told his friends off for being creeps. I could not believe I just had sex with Kayn in front of his friends, only a couple hours after meeting them for the first time! I told myself off for my indecent behaviour. I normally don’t even kiss in front of my friends, let alone have sex in front of other people. I didn’t want Kayn’s friends to think I’m some horny slag, so I told myself that this would be a one-time thing. But to be honest, I didn’t mind it so much. I was slowly learning that I might be an exhibitionist and that I enjoy being watched and/or heard. Kayn, on the other hand, just didn’t give a fuck if people watched us having sex.
This one-time thing became a several-time thing throughout the past year. It’s not like Kayn and I plan to have sex in front of or near his friends. We just have this insane sexual chemistry with and attraction for each other, and alcohol just brings out that side of us. On a boat party, during happy hour, at a house party, after a night out… Wherever, whenever, we just cannot keep our hands off each other. Is that so bad?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oqtnva/i_met_my_boyfriends_friends_for_the_first_time
Fucking hot.
No.. not so bad. Now invite 1 or 2 of his friends to join :)
Love this story. Thanks for sharing. You write very well