[MF] I felt bold and got touchy with someone I just met.

A few years ago, my friends and I used to frequent this event at a bar. It happened each week and we’d go as often as possible. After not going for month or so, we were extremely pumped to be out there again. We got there early and met up in the parking lot. My friends Pablo and Ryan were there pregaming and rolling blunts for the night. I joined them in the car and helped.

Around the time we finished rolling all the blunts and drinking most of our drink, Ryan’s girlfriend Ruby pulled into the lot as well. She hopped out of the car and she brought a friend. Her friend walked around the car and greeted everyone, but she seemed like she did not want to be there nor with us. Not in a rude way but like she just wasn’t comfortable and would much rather be at home.

Her name was Lauren. She had an absolutely beautiful face. Her eyes were big and round and she wore gorgeously long lashes that were perfect. They weren’t too much but and they looked really natural. Aside from the lashes she had no makeup. Her brown skin was extremely smooth and clear. Her nose was straight and angular and small. I like noses a lot and this was a damn fine nose. Her mouth was also small, but her lips were plump. She had a sharp jawline which I wasn’t especially attracted to, but she converted me. She was Filipina. Her hair was long and dark and she just wore it as it fell. She was about 5’3. Kind of thick but not really but not skinny either. She had a nice body. Slim waist. Narrow hips. Her ass was small but still a nice handful. Long legs. Her breasts were amazing. She wore a halter top that showed off a little cleavage and a short tight skirt. Her breasts were about E cups and so damn perky. She wore a halter top with no bra and they were just standing at attention. She was hot as fuck, but completely disinterested.

We headed straight to the line. We passed around a bottle of some concoction of cheap liquor and some soda we mixed together. Lauren took a sip, but still was a bit standoffish. I tried to talk to her a bit but nothing really got through.

We all got inside and walked to the upstairs patio to smoke. Pablo pulled out a blunt and we all chatted while smoking and waiting for the show to start. Ruby and Lauren talked and us guys had our own conversation. The ladies made their way into our discussion. I started to notice that Lauren was more engaged and my jokes were landing. Things went 180. She later told me that she has anxiety and meeting new people scared the shit out of her. If she seemed rude, it was because she was trying not to seem afraid but also tried not to be a bitch either. The weed helped her relax, so thank god we smoke so fucking much that there was enough to last us until at least tomorrow. Lauren and I kept talking until one of the DJs started their set.

The entire group rushed down to watch him put on an amazing set. I danced so hard and had a lot of fun. I also noticed that Lauren was a really good dancer too. The rest of the night kinda went on like this. We’d smoke or drink, something amazing would come on and we’d follow the music. During our smoke and drink breaks, Lauren and I talked a lot. She had a really stupid sense of humor like me. We overly enjoyed mispronouncing things and catching people behave in socially unacceptable ways when they think no one is looking. We see you giant 6’7″ man crouching behind your 5’8″ friend to do a bump of coke.

By the end of the night, there was only one stage left opened and the crowd was not going anywhere. It got to be really packed and the whole group was separated by the tightly packed crowd. I was standing near an exit and a security walked right in front of it and started pushing the crowd away and clearing space by the exit. This caused me to get squished in other people around me. Turns out Lauren ended up squished right in front of me. She turned around to apologize, expecting some random guy, but it turned out to be me. She looked so relieved.

A few seconds after the squishening, the crowd opened up and there was room to breathe but Lauren stayed right on me. We had room to really dance and so we did, but our bodies were glued together. We danced without ever separating. She started dancing more seductively and started grinding on me more. I wrapped one of my arms around her, with my hand resting on her stomach, keeping her close. My other hand was on her hip, occasionally feeling her thigh as her hips swayed. I guess the crowd got pushed back again because we were pushed by people from all angles. I hardly even noticed or cared. My eyes were closed and my hands and my body were doing all the “seeing” I needed. I felt everything I needed. The music and Lauren’s body on mine. Dancing with Lauren was hypnotic. It sounds kind of cheesy but in that moment we were completely separate from everything around us; in another plane of existence.

My hand crept up under her shirt and I was squeezing her breasts and rubbing her nipples right there. My other hand crept up her skirt and I felt her pussy through her panties. She was very wet. Like crazy wet. I started kissing and biting her neck with one hand up her shirt and the other up her skirt after only meeting 3 or 4 hours ago. She rubbed my arms with hers as I explored her body. I moved her panties aside and started to rub her clit and then I pushed my fingers inside of her. She started widing her hips more aggressively, but still perfectly timed to the music. I pulled my other hand out of her top and just held her waist again. I kept fingering her until we were snapped back to reality. This guy lost balance and accidentally shoved me causing me to finally open my eyes. There were definitely people who saw us but most were just dancing too much to notice us. I’m sure that the sudden jolt with my fingers inside of her wasn’t fun for Lauren. Either way, she turned around and looked at me with heavy eyes like she had just woken up and she kissed me. We made out in this crowd of sweaty people and our hands were all over each other while we kissed. The lights turned on and I heard the DJ say thank you to the crowd and the show was over.

We walked downstairs with her hanging onto my arm so tight it was like she was hanging on for dear life. We got outside and said nothing. I stood there kind of leaning into her, my head rested on the top of hers while she held my arm tight. We stayed like this until we found the rest of the group. We all walked to the car, said our goodbyes, and everyone parted ways. On the ride home I realized that I got no number or social media from Lauren.

A couple days later, I got a random message on snapchat. It ended up being Lauren. Unexpectedly, I worked with a friend of hers and that friend posted me on snap. Weird small world. So we started talking on snapchat and never really discussed what happened. We just danced around it and talked about everything else. We did want to see each other again though. We exchanged numbers and got off the app and just texted. Nearly two months went by of us just texting. Things kept happening to get in the way of us meeting and then we stopped trying so hard, but we still spoke daily.

During that month I met this other girl and we would meet often to dance or have lunch. Her name was Imogen. She was Irish, tall, skinny, and gorgeous. She didn’t large breasts or a big ass but she was tight and well toned. She was maybe 5’10” with extremely long light brown hair. Her legs were incredibly long and slender and atop those legs sat a great tight little ass. She was painfully gorgeous. She had plump lips she loved to kiss me with. Every guy wanted her when we went out and she’d sometimes tease other men then come to my arms and kiss me. She was a lot of fun. As often as I had chances, we never had sex though. We just hung out a lot, danced, kissed, and just did fun shit. We both were happy being single and didn’t wanna confuse anything with sex (I actually friendzoned her after a particularly hot make out session in her place but she valued me as a person and not just as a potential lay so we stayed friends even to this day). It was actually a really fun relationship because we communicated a lot differently without the specter of performing hanging over our heads.

One night, Imogen and I went to a bar I liked because it had good dancing and was near my home. Her friend, Eli, who was literally obsessed with her and kind of hated me for taking so much of her time showed up a little after she posted a video of us out and dancing together. We were all just sitting and drinking, when I got a call from Lauren. I stepped away to take the call. I answered kind of confused because she never called me before. She asked if I was at this specific bar (she picked up on my routines after our constant talking). I confirmed that I was and she said she was nearby and wanted to finally see me, again. Excitedly, I invited her over to meet me, forgetting there was an us and not just me solo. Now it was too late. She was coming.

Lauren arrived and found me sitting with Imogen’s arms wrapped around me. She was obviously surprised. I introduced everyone and offered to get Lauren a drink. Imogen and Eli stayed at the seats. Lauren and I talked a little but it was loud inside. We got our drinks and headed to the smoking patio so we could get some quiet. I pulled out my cigarettes and it turned out that Lauren smoked the same brand. We bonded over our methods of harming ourselves and then Lauren started asking about Imogen. I basically explained that we were friends who were kind of going on lunches and stuff but that we weren’t having sex or trying to evolve the relationship beyond where it was as friends who kiss and dance together. This kind of rubbed her the wrong way because it made it seem like I’m a guy who makes out with every girl I dance with.

As much as these stories seem like I’m some bold guy who’s just having all this crazy sex, I am not. At all. All of these stories kind of just happened. They’re never really planned and usually don’t happen because I’m being forward, but because I just kind of fall into these situations. I’m pretty oblivious too, so a lot of these situations happened because my partner painted a clear picture of where things were going. I may have had many more encounters if I wasn’t a blind dumbass. The time with Lauren when we first met was the one of the very few times I actually took charge in a situation. She took my word and she warmed up to me even more. However, she still didn’t very much like Imogen.

All four of us hit the dancefloor and it was awkward to say the least. Lauren would try to get my attention while Imogen was doing the same thing. Eli was fighting his hardest to get Imogen to notice him. It wasn’t very fun at all. After a while, I decided to get another drink and take a seat. Lauren came with me and said this drink will be her last and she was gonna head home soon. Imogen’s super hearing must’ve been working because she suddenly appeared and feigned being sad that Lauren was leaving soon. They were really nice to each other, but for my sake. If I wasn’t they probably would’ve killed each other. The tension was palpable. As Lauren finished her drink, I got up to walk her to her car.

First thing she said was how incredibly awkward the entire situation was and how much she hates Imogen. I laughed and apologized. She said it was fine and that I still gave her a good night. It really was fun even with the awkward tension. I put my arm around her waist and walked the few blocks to her car. She parked in the neighborhood surrounding the bar. We got to her tiny car and started saying our long drawn out goodbyes. Then my boldness meter went up to 11 and I just grabbed her and made out with her. It was intense and primal. I pushed her up against her car and held her while kissing her deeply. My tongue explored every inch of her mouth. We didn’t even stop for air. We just went on for minutes. She wore a skirt again and I squeezed her ass. I felt that she had no panties or a thong so I squeezed her again, closer to her pussy. There were no uderwear and this drove me wild. I did the same thing but for her to do it was so much hotter.

I opened the car’s back door and told her to lie back. I lifted her skirt, plunged my face right between her thighs, and started eating her out. It was 1am in the middle of this nice neighborhood, and she was howling while I hung halfway into the street. Her moans were loud and enthusiastic. I sucked her clit and licked all over her vagina. She was in rapture. I kept eating her and she lifted my face telling me she can’t take anymore. She apparently came in the first few seconds of me eating her out and was just riding that extra sensitivity. She told me to take out my dick and so I stood up and whipped out my dick in the middle of this neighborhood. She bent over in doggy and before she could speak I was inside of her. I was in full on animal mode. I fucked her so relentlessly with zero concern for anything. Again, with her, the entire world was gone and it was only us. She started talking dirty, asking if I liked fucking a dirty slut who would let me use her at anyplace at my whim. I told her that she was all mine and her pussy was only for me to use and that this dick was all hers. She moaned so hard hearing that I was all hers and proudly told me that she was waiting to be all mine. She kept loudly moaning and talking dirty. She started pushing back into me. It was so sexy. I pulled out and she turned around to catch with her mouth I guess, but I came all over her clothes. I didn’t mean to, but it happened. She just got out of the back seat and kissed me.

“Your dick is all mine?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay….don’t fuck that girl then. You gotta wait for me.”

“I have been waiting for you and I will continue to.”

She smiled really big but tried to hide it. It was the cutest fucking thing ever. “You have fun tonight. I’ll text you when I make it home.”

We kissed one more time and she hopped in her car and drove off. I walked back to the bar and found Imogen and Eli sitting uncomfortably. She said she was also gonna leave soon because Eli got too drunk and threw up. He was her neighbor so she was gonna take him home. We walked to the car and she made out with me for a long time. I squeezed her ass while we kissed, but it wasn’t that same spark I had with Lauren. She got in the car and drove away. I decided to go back to the bar so I could properly dance by myself. On my walk back it occurred to me that Imogen sniffed me a few times. She definitely smelled pussy on my lips and beard.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p9xsr3/mf_i_felt_bold_and_got_touchy_with_someone_i_just