You had the next 3 days off. It felt like freedom, liberation, you had been working non stop for a few weeks now. You got together with some friends at a beer garden you’d never been to yet. As the evening went along, and you all got tipsy, the conversation started to heat up. Since some of them had hooked up before, they were making references to past performances, kinks, quirks, you name it.
Didn’t take too long for you to confess your own fantasies. You told them how you love to be used as a fucktoy, to be serviceable. You explain to them how you enjoy adding sexual gratification to an otherwise mundane activity, like reading, watching TV. The feeling of being used while being ignored at the same time is such a contrasting turn on for you.
Your friends are fascinated and start sharing their own. You are already trapped in your head, reminiscing of past experiences. Thinking about the last time you had your hands tied behind your head, being used as a fucktoy for a stranger at a party, as he kept talking to his friends like nothing’s going on.
One of your friends mentioned something about public sex, you and a couple others chimed in agreement.
You can’t help but fantasize about your friends:
• Anna: you had hooked up before, skinny dipping hadn’t been as fun without her.
• Ben: he seemed a bit more shy, but this conversation was showing a different side of him you hadn’t known. You like new, new is good.
• Tom: he was the most extroverted one, always the one to flag down the staff and order everyone’s drinks, always sterring the conversation.
• Aster: they surprised you everytime you saw them. Immaculate style, can pull off veing very feminine, masculine, and everything in between. Nothing looked off on them.
• Neil: a lovely, and naughty person. You knew him the least, but he’s cute.
A daring game starts brewing: Tom is daring Neil to share a sex story or down his full drink. He does. That last drink you has done wonders for your imagination, your mind is gmgoing through every detail vividly. The stories keep going and you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom. You debate whether to rub one out right then and there, but ultimately you decide not to.
When you get back, the game seems to have kept going, nobody has downed their drink. Anna finishes telling her story., skinny dipping, now everybody is imagining you naked, great.
Tom looks at you. “So it’s your turn. We have thought of a different challenge for you, if you’re up for it.”
Your body fills with excitement and anticipation, but you can’t help feel nervous as well. “Go on”, you answer.
Aster looks at you dead in the eyes. “Get under the table and give Ben a nice, sloppy blowjob.”
All of a sudden your face is hot, bright red. Your palms are sweating. You look at everyone, nervous. Turb your face to Ben. He is probably more uncomfortable than you.
“I swear, it was all them”. Ben claims. Yeah right…
You look around. The table was one of those long, wooden, picnic tables, with long benches at either side. It was situated in one of the corners of the beer garden, and it wasn’t that busy. The staff barely approached your group other than when Tom gained their attention. Seemed like as long as the row towards the rest of the venue was full, it’d be pretty hard to spot you under the table.
You couldn’t fool yourself, the thought of giving him head while he just sits there, drinking, and the rest of the guests walking around, it just got you going.
“Okay”, you respond. “But you have to act is if nothing’s going on. No moaning, no looking, no grabbing me, you just keep hanging out with your friends. If you don’t ignore me, you lose and have to down the whole pint.”
“Sweet”, Tom says.
“Sure, I’ll do that, I mean I won’t, you get it”, continues Ben, all nervous.
Nobody’s looking, so you get under the table. You run your hands up his thighs, into his shorts, fondling his crotch until he gets hard as a rock. You’re a bit nervous, looking at the venue through the gaps your friends bodies leave.
You pinch his thigh, “get in the conversation”, you whisper-yell. He jumps on his seat, and does he’s best to make it seem like he is aware of what’s being said.
That’s it, game’s on, we’re serious now. You whip his cock out, prepare as much saliva as you can, and start blowing him. You are going as deep as that weird position is letting you. You tilt your head to let the tip of his cock hit the inside of your cheek.
It doesn’t take long for Tom to flag down the bartender and ask for another round. Your heart starts pounding but you keep on sucking. You hear her approaching and you stop sucking, but keep Ben’s cock in your mouth. It is pulsing so much, but you don’t know whether it’s for your oral skills or the fear of being found out. Whichever one it is, he is starting to leak on your tongue. The bartender’s sweet customer service voice cuts through nicely, you can hear her so close to you it’s nerve wracking. She doesn’t seem to notice you so you decide to torture Ben a bit more by swirling your tongue around his head. He is taking it, he might win this dare along with you.
The bartender has been gone for a few minutes, she still hasn’t brought your drinks. Howeve, you can feel Ben is about to cum. You decide to risk and start going full speed on him, applying as much pressure as you can. It doesn’t take more than a few strokes for him to start shooting his cum to the back of your throat. At which point you just push your head as deep as you can. It is filling your mouth, you both have done a great job.
As you sit there, flustered, mouth full cum, recovering your breath, with your friends crotches surrounding you as a view, the bartender comes back with your drinks.
“Uh, did I bring an extra drink?” the bartender says. Your heart stops. “No, just our friend’s, she’ll be back in a bit”, quickly answers Aster. Thank fuck.
Finally everything can go back to normal, right? I mean it’s been fun, and you are still so incredibly horny, surrounded by such beautiful people’s crotches, you know you can still make your mouth useful. Whatever, you first had to wash down Ben’s thick load with your drink, so you reach for it from under the table, trying not to spill it, you just don’t want to go back up there like that.
Sipping on your drink, you notice Anna’s legs a bit far apart, clearly intentional. You can see everything under her sundress. Fuck the original dare, you decide, so you keep your drink handy. You want to continue providing a good service to your friends.
You walk across under the table in all fours, teasing everyone while making your way to the promised land, Anna’s pussy.
You slowly drag your hands up her thigh all the way to her underwear, kissing her legs slowly going up her thigh. You look up at her and whisper again, “same rules apply”, as you put your hands on her lower back pulling her towards you for your ease of access, resting her thighs on your shoulders.
You start slowly caressing her pussy over her underwear feeling her squirm. you move it to the side revealing her wet pussy and start kissing it beginning with her outer labia. You continue to lick her all over to make sure she’s nice and wet everywhere. You can feel the contrast between her recently trimmed pubes and the sweet smoothness of her pussy. She was really trying her hardest not to moan, her hands were grabbing onto the bench for dear life.
You were adamant on making her come in front of everybody, so you lick your middle and ring finger and slide them into your friend’s dripping wet pussy. At first you simply feel the heat of her body. It turns you on so much you bite her inner thigh and let out a muffled groan into it. You continue by stimulating her G-Spot in slow, continuous waves while your tongue swirls around her clit in a complementary rhythm. You look up to her as she is melting into your mouth, your view of her face is framed between the edge of the table and the end of her dress. She is bright red, clenching her jaw, she covers her mouth with her hand, her whole body is tensing up. You keep insisting with your steady motions. You are in ecstasy as you feel her orgasm from your mouth, you feel her pulsing inside on your hand, you press your lips against her lips and your fingers on her G-Spot at the same time to finalise your job. You slowly pull back as she’s getting overly sensitive, resting your face against her thigh, breathing in the wonderful mixed scent of her skin and her juices, in which you are covered.
You return to your drink and sip on it as you look at the view that is the rest of your challenge. 2 down, 3 to go.
So you continued blowing friends one by one. It feels so good to be their sloppy mouth toy, always ready to have their respective juices in your mouth. Aster and Neil failed to ignore you during their turn using your mouth. You suspect Neil did it on purpose, since he was newer to the group, but Aster was too proud to tap out. They just fucking loved your mouth.
You tried to make Tom lose by biting the base of his dick a couple times, and by popping your lips on his head as much as possible. Didn’t make him lose but he did cum fast. Asshole.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x5t4os/26fa_beer_garden_group_public_oral