[FM] How I lost a pair of panties at the bar

So the day before valentines an ex texted me. He asked if I used these crotchless panties we got together and if not, he’d like them back because he has a date tomorrow. They were still in the package but gross. This is just a weird power move and the kind of shit that made me break it off in the first place. At first I ignored the text, but my girlfriends asked if I wanted to go to the bar with them. Every Thursday the campus bar has an event and I haven’t been all semester. We have a week off of school for reading week right after valentines, so I said fuck it and started the break early.

I put on a short skirt, a sexy shoulderless top, the crotchless panties, a bomber jacket and off we went.

The night at the bar is pretty typical, we always make up fake names and back stories for each other and then take over a booth for all the girls to leave their bags and hang around as a group. Basically a safe place to return to. The drinks are a little watered down and I ended up drinking way too many vodka slimes and watching other girls bags until I was too tipsy and ended up on the dance floor. I ended up grinding with this hot business major and he started rubbing his cock against me while feeling under my top by the back corner of the dance floor. Soon enough he was fingering me and biting my neck on the dance floor. I was getting really wet, but honestly I wasn’t super into it because I was kind of pressed facing this wall and couldn’t get my mind out of how filthy it might be.

After a while I couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed him by the hand and took him out of the bar. One of the nearby buildings has an IT help desk on the top floor. One of my friends worked part time there and said he would sneak up to the next floor which is stairwell access only. He explained that the building goes up one extra floor to access the roof and he would go there to be alone to eat lunch. It was still kind of busy when we left, so I got the idea to take him there.

We took the elevator to the top floor fingering me the entire ride up. At the top floor we took the stairwell and after climbing a set of stairs I pulled my top over my boobs and tore away my skirt to reveal my crotchless panties. He ate me out until I couldn’t stand anymore and he ended up fucking me sort of doggy style. It hurt my knees way too much to be on the floors, so I sort of stood balanced with my hands on the stairs with my feet against the floor and my ass up. I got fucked for what felt like forever, he said the position was a little awkward and made it hard to cum and I didn’t want to make too much noise so it wouldn’t echo down the stair well. We also had to stop at least once because we heard someone run down the stairs. My arms were getting sore so I had him lie down and rode him cowgirl. When he was ready to cum he grabbed my arms, pulled me into his chest and started pumping his cock until he pushed as deep as he could and held me there while he filled my pussy.

My panties came off at some point and I found them kicked down the stairs. I didn’t want them anyway, so I wiped us both off with them and licked off the remaining juices from his cock. I stuffed the panties in his shirt pocket as if it were a pocket square and he left ahead of me while I cooled off. Before he left, he gave me his business card? He said he was interviewing for summer positions and had them made, kind of weird but I guess this is not uncommon for business students here. I got dressed and ended up looking at reddit in the stairwell before meeting up with my friends.

It was super busy when I got there and there was a long line and I ended up having to wait outside a while to get back in. Back inside was pretty uneventful, one of the girls ditched us for a guy, but for the most part our DD took us home. One thing I didn’t consider was that it was long enough since getting fucked that when I leaned in to crawl into the car, it started to leak out. It was super awkward, I tried to cross my legs, but it just got a bit into my bush (I have a bit of a landing strip that was getting a bit long), it felt gross and I thought I reeked of sex. I thought our DD would kill me if I dripped cum out on his car so fuck it. I asked one of my girlfriends for a wet wipe. It didn’t take long for them to realize that I lost ANOTHER pair of panties (Last time I got drunk, forgot to take off my thong at the same bar while peeing and had to dispose of it, long story) and that I was cleaning up a creampie. We already used slut as a term of endearment, but they have been calling me cumslut and “the commando” all week.

I ended up having a tinder date for valentines that didn’t really go anywhere the next day, so I texted the business school boy and we talked for a bit. I ended up hooking up with him a couple times over the break. In what is probably poor judgement, I sent my ex a close up snap of me getting fucked in those panties and said “found them”. It kind of had the opposite effect and he started sending me dick pics instead, but it still felt damn good to do so.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f99mbr/fm_how_i_lost_a_pair_of_panties_at_the_bar