I still need a bit of time to process what happened last night. It was super hot and slutty and the right amount of bizarre.
Let me set the background. Up until yesterday, I was living and working as a doctor in a village somewhere in Greece. Naturally, the village has a predominantly older population. However, one of the people my age was the owner and bartender of the only bar there, which I frequented sometimes on nights that I wasn’t on call.
After about 5-6 months, one Friday night when the bar had just a couple customers, we got to talking and drinking and flirting, and when by 4 am we were alone, we agreed to close down the place and go to his house. We had quite a bit of fun that night. I don’t remember that much of it, since copious amounts of alcohol had been had, but he was calm and rough and confident and it felt very, very good, especially after a long dry spell.
But there was a problem; a rather uncomfortable one. When I woke up the next morning, I realised that to go from his house to mine, I’d have to cross the village square where most of the population was gathered for their Saturday coffee and gossip. And, well, I was about to become the target of some of that, as they saw their doctor take a short walk of shame, still in her partying clothes.
Now, I’ll be honest. I expected a much more pronounced response to my *scandalous* behaviour, maybe drawing on my past experiences in a more conservative rural environment. And sure, some of the more quaintly nosy villagers did make probing comments or questions when the visited me the next weeks (e.g. smiling conspiratorially while saying “Who knows, we have good-looking boys here, maybe you’ll stay for more”). But nothing more happened, to my relief.
So, I was a bit too flummoxed at first to see the bartender – let’s call him Alex – again, but my hunger for cock eventually beat me, and over the past 1.5 year we kept a loose FWB thing going on, sometimes not seeing each other for a month, others staying at one’s place and fucking for 3 days straight. Over this time, I’ve shared some of my kinks and fantasies with him and he has done the same, and we’ve actually managed to live some of our deep fantasies together.
It was rather to my surprise still, when yesterday afternoon he reached me and said that, since we’d probably not see one another again, he has a setup that he’d like to try. I mentioned that it’s a bit last minute, but he insisted on explaining it to me, and when he did, I was…intrigued is the best word.
I’ll get directly to the point without digressing more.
I got to his house, quite late; he’d told me to keep silent, so I did. I undressed completely in his living room and got two surgical masks on my face. He led me to his bedroom, where another woman was waiting on the bed, on all fours, with her face down and away from us, and her ass and pink, hairy pussy facing us and a bit over the side of the bed.
My heart started racing immediately. He motioned to me to pull my second mask over my eyes, thereby both blindfolding myself and covering my face completely. He then took my hand and got me to the bed, where I took my own position next to the unknown girl, who was already moaning in a low voice.
It felt so…weird for some reason. But it wasn’t long before I started forgetting that, when I felt his fingers touch my exposed parts while I could only hear the moans and the sounds of his tongue as he licked the other girl. I shuddered when his mouth touched my asshole and pussy (which I had been edging for the last few days, without him knowing).
Then, he started fucking her, and for a moment forgot about me at all. I was left with my ass up on a bed that was rocking with his motions, getting more and more needy and restless. I put my hand on my cunt and got to rubbing when suddenly a hard slap landed on my butt. I screamed, and the girl started moaning harder, as if my screams got her closer to cumming. He kept spanking me, and I savoured every moment, as he began talking dirty to us both. We both just moaned and grunted to his sexy, degrading words, like we didn’t want to speak and risk knowing who each of us was. Not knowing made this so much better.
In the middle of being called dirty little whores, he switched. He entered my pussy with a long stroke that made me jump, and it felt so good, so right. The woman was breathing heavily, maybe having orgasmed silently. But I couldn’t keep a low volume, and my screams got louder as I got closer. He kept spanking me and fucking me and my cunt kept gushing, and what pushed me over the edge was actually, just the other girl stroking my arm with her hand. I could only imagine what she was doing with her other hand while hearing and feeling me get railed next to her, but it was enough to make me shake and cum.
Before long he too pulled out, and I heard him pull off the condom fast and then felt drops of cum paint my back and ass cheeks. We stayed there, not knowing what to do next, and he started rubbing both our clits, in a nice, almost soothing way (I’m only saying “both” because the moaning started again from next to me).
After a minute or two, he instructed us to change our positioning on the bed, this time lying down normally on the bed on our stomachs. I then felt a cool sheet being draped over our heads and torsos, leaving only our asses and legs exposed. Then, he called out “Ready”.
My heart was racing even harder this time, as I knew only in theory what was coming. Apparently, he had a friend whose fantasies included being in a house where people are having sex but he can only hear them (he’d been staying in the kitchen the whole time); and also fucking a row of anonymous girls, which have been laid out for his pleasure.
You can easily see why I’d be intrigued to participate.
I heard steps and then some exclamations (“Oooh man fuuuck, they’re so hot”) by a voice completely foreign to me. There I was, lying face down next to an unknown girl, while an unknown man oggles us and tries to decide which hole to take first…
To my surprise, he actually went for my feet; he picked them, put his cock in between – so hard! – and fucked them for a little bit, before he climbed on the bed. I then felt him straddle my ass, teasing my crack and pussy with his penis, before slipping it inside me with a grunt. I kept so silent, maybe out of embarrassment, maybe out of a fear of being recognised, but it was almost impossible as he started fucking me in earnest with hard, deep strokes.
I was getting so lost in the fantasy that I didn’t care about anything but the cock going in and out of me. I was so close to cumming when he unmounted me, and switched over to my partner hole beside me. I had been told earlier to keep still so I didn’t move to rub myself, but I almost screamed at him in frustration.
He kept switching back and forth, his cock like a broken compass, not knowing which way to go. Then, before long, Alex was apparently back in action, climbing on the bed too and shoving his cock inside me. They kept at a steady rhythm, fucking us both into the mattress with rising power and in near silence, which made the whole affair almost spiritual. My legs started shaking as I tried to keep my orgasm at bay to make it even stronger, and it prompted some more comments from the guys.
Then, I heard the other man grunt and moan, cumming on (or in) my fellow cunt. I couldn’t help myself any longer, and I instinctively said “Hit me!” to everyone and no one in particular. The other guy asked “What did she say?”; I dared not repeat it, but Alex had heard it. I felt slaps land on the back of my head, then all over my back. The sheet over me lessened the impact somewhat, sadly. Then, Alex said “Try it” and I felt a meek, fearful slap hit my right shoulder. Then, another one, and another one, and then, almost out of nowhere, both men were basically slapping and/or punching me into the mattress.
I couldn’t hold myself any more, and I screamed so loud that I believe the whole village heard me. I couldn’t give fewer fucks. I came so hard it felt like I was having a seizure. The men were laughing with me, and the other girl was moaning hard again. Alex switched too, to give her the edge she needed to cum too. She probably did, but I was just so exhausted and so hot and humid under the masks and the sheet that I couldn’t keep up.
Alex chose me again to receive his sperm. Maybe as a parting gift.
After he was done, the guys hung back, away from the bed. I heard Alex pull on his vape, and the other guy brought him water. We didn’t move, but my trembling fingers reached out and grabbed her own trembling fingers, in our sweaty little nest.
We remained there as Alex’s friend got ready and left. Then, the unknown comrade left, stroking me blindly one last time as she was getting up, this time touching my aching cunt. I was the last to remove the makeshift blindfolds. Alex watched me get dressed, we exchanged a few words and a mutual agreement that yes, it had been fun, and then I left. I got to my house (it was very late in the night, or early in the morning rather, to avoid prying eyes) and slept until it was time for the drive to the city today.
If that wasn’t quite the goodbye party, what could possibly be?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z0962x/last_night_i_f26_had_a_semianonymous_foursome_and
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