Posted on a different sub but someone messaged me to post it here.
Sorry if this is super long – I’ve read a bunch of stories on here but it’s my first attempt at writing something like this and so I wanted to be detailed. I’ll be less verbose next time if anyone wants to hear about any other adventures.
Now, I’ll preface this with saying “kink” is pretty subjective. One persons ball-gag, chains, and whips may be another persons lingerie and public nudity. It’s all relative. This story might not be seen quite as wild as some others on here but screw it, it was fun to reminisce anyway.
That said, what I discovered at a relatively early age is that I have a tendency to get extremely turned on by things like exhibitionism.
Some background about me: I am now 32 years old, white guy, 6’2”, 180 lbs. with a good sized member – 7.5” bordering on 8” on a good dick day. I was a bit of a late bloomer when it came to women—grew up as a rather heavy kid, but I played sports throughout my childhood so I was fairly athletic. I was always the guy who girls looked at as the “friend” (“oh he’s funny and a great guy”… “he’s like my best friend”… you get the gist). However by the time I got to about age 18, I got a little bit taller, worked out more, started eating better and cut out soda altogether (side note for anyone struggling with their weight: DO NOT drink soda. Shit is poison for your body), and started receiving more attention from girls.
That year – my senior year of HS – I became much closer with a very attractive college freshman girl who graduated the prior year. She was taller – maybe 5’8” or so, a brunette, with 36C breasts, long, sexy legs (she was a dancer and swimmer), and a perfect round, plump ass. At that point I had known her for a couple of years through mutual friends, and night at a St Paddy’s day party it sort of dawned on me that she was flirting with me. Again, this was new – I was like a deer in headlights realizing that this hot, older girl seemed to be into me (it’s funny to think about what we consider ‘older’ when we are young – my now wife is 5 years younger than I am). I chalked it up to alcohol, but I was excited, to say the least.
As the party was winding down and people began to leave, she hung by my side even more, and was giving my the “eyes” while touching my arms and chest with compliments to go along with it. This particular party was at a friends house who has very wealthy parents, so he had a nice finished basement complete with a pool table, fully stocked bar, and slider doors that led out to their backyard with a sick in-ground pool. When she pulled me through the sliders to the basement to get another drink, my heart was just about pounding out of my chest.
As we walked towards the bar his parents had down there, she turned me around and stared up with her big, beautiful green eyes, and I took the plunge and kissed her. Mind you … this was basically my first kiss as an adult—technically my first kiss was in 4th grade with my childhood crush but that doesn’t really count. Our lips pressed against each other with our tongues exploring the others mouth and my hands were planted firmly on her waist/hips area…and I didn’t know what to do with them; very Ricky Bobby of me, I know. I just kept my hands there for inexcusable length of time.
After a moment of hot and heavy making out, she pushed me back so I was sitting on one of the bar stools and physically moved my hands to her chest—this was my cue that I had do something other than kiss. Immediately, I started to explore her body with my hands, running them up her sides to her breasts, wrapping one arm around her while the other glided up to her neck, and even wrapping her hair in my fingers and giving it a tug backwards while she looked at me with lust in her hands. That particular move was one I didn’t even know I had in me at the time, but the dominance I felt from it was something that ended up prevailing for the rest of my adult, sexual life. She loved it, and I started to think “wow I might actually get to third base with this chick.” Oh, how my naive, inexperienced brain worked at the time. As I soon discovered, she had much bigger plans for me.
Just at that moment, my buddy – the kid whose house we were at – came stumbling through the back door, hammered and yelling about he just drained the final cup in overtime of beer pong. This was rather ill-timed for yours truly, as I was now sporting a ridiculous hard-on and had this beautiful girl in my arms for the first time in my life. He saw us, gave a little hoot and holler (“GET IT IN BarnStormingDay”) and literally crashed into his couch in the basement before passing out. I sighed, knowing he wasn’t getting up anytime soon, and just landed in the place I was supposed to be sleeping that night (high school sleepovers man, good times).
The girl and I made our way over to him, giving him a poke in the side and asking if he wouldn’t mind to go crash up in his room rather than being sprawled out on the sectional. Later, I realized he was more aware than he led on with his drunken stupor (more on that in a few) but one of our other friends who was also staying the night was up in his room with his girlfriend at the time. Looking back, what a hero this kid was; he throws a rager, lets his buddies crash and hopefully hook up with a girl, while also giving up his own room. Again, I didn’t know this at the time, and I’m in the middle of an awakening experience as a man, so I was pretty annoyed.
I looked at the girl who still had that look in her eyes that screamed “I’m not done with you” so I made the executive decision to throw some of the pillows along with a blanket on the floor (it was a plushy carpet so whatever). I rolled him off of the couch so he landed right on the pillows with a thud and didn’t even move an inch. This opened up more than enough space for the girl and I to find room on the couch, and when i looked back up at her, she was slowly and seductively removing her shirt before unbuttoning and removing her pants. She killed the lights but the tv was still on, so the ambient glow allowed me to watch her saunter over with another blanket in hand and lay down on the couch in front of me.
I remember thinking “HO-LY SHIT”—she looked like the hottest thing I had ever laid eyes on in that moment. I took my clothes off—something I was still fairly shy about at the time—leaving only my boxers. Once I laid down on top of her we went right back at it – my confidence, now at an all time high, made me much bolder than I was standing at the bar.
Holding myself up, I started at the side of her neck and gave small kisses up to her ear, where I stopped to suck on and nibble her earlobe, while my other hand was exploring her tight stomach and sliding up to her perky breasts. Her back arched slightly as I licked around her neck, pressing her chest against mine while her breathing was getting heavy. In another move that I did not know I had in my arsenal, I took the opportunity with her back arched to reach underneath her, and using one hand, freed the clasp of her bra. The straps freed up and in an instant she pulled it off and threw it to the floor – it actually landed on my friends head.
Now her ridiculously sexy, toned body was lying in front of me, and I dove right in. My hands squeezed her firm tits and my fingers slightly pinched her nipples, causing her to moan louder in my ear, before I took one nipple at a time in my mouth – sucking and teasing on them back and forth like my life depended on it. During this, I realized she lifted her hips and slid off her underwear, and tugged mine down as well. As I shook off my boxers from my ankles, I laid back down between her legs and felt my now throbbing cock press against her warm, extremely wet slit. I pressed my body against hers and she took the reigns, reaching down between us and wrapping her hand around my shaft. I literally could not believe I was about to have sex, let alone with this gorgeous girl…let alone without a condom! Which is exactly when I realized – SHIT, I don’t have a condom!
I leaned back up suddenly, and in an exacerbated voice said, “ oh my god I don’t have a condom.” With a sly, devilish grin, and those piercing green eyes, she looked up at me and said “it’s ok I’m on birth control – and I know you’re a virgin so we should be fine.” Something along those lines – I remember, for a fact, she called out my being a virgin and it was slightly mortifying. I said cool, fuck it, and let her take my cock and press it against her pussy again. Instead of just sliding it in, she took the head and pressed it firmly against her clit, moving it back and forth – slowly at first, but quickly picking up the pace – as she started getting herself off using my dick. I just looked down and watched in awe—not only was the first time I really hooked up with a girl, now she’s over here using me as a damn sex toy! It was phenomenal.
She worked herself up and had her first orgasm of the night. I almost completely forgot about my friend but Her moans were so loud, it made me realize someone might hear us. I snapped my head to the left, and there was my buddy, now laying on his side with both eyes entranced on this whole scene, stroking his cock while he watched us. She didn’t realize, and I was sure as shit not going to screw this up for myself by mentioning it. Instead, I let her guide my cock all the way inside of her, and started slowing thrusting until I was completely balls deep.
Again, I was a virgin, and I had thought about this moment for the entirety of my adolescence, but in that moment I felt like a golden God. They always say you come immediately during your first time, but all things considered I was surprisingly resilient. We had sex in missionary position for about ten glorious minutes (give or take – it was 14 years ago) – one of her arms wrapped around my shoulder, the other hand firmly gripped on my ass as she felt me pumping up and down inside of her – while she moaned in my ear about how good I felt and how big my cock was (ladies, no matter if it’s true or not, it literally will never get old for us gents to hear it).
Once again, I realized all of this was happening with my buddy right next to us and for some reason I looked back over and there he was, now sitting up even more, big ass smile on his face, cock completely out of his pants stroking away. This actually made me laugh a bit – his dumbass grin – and so I threw off the blanket to completely expose us. This must have been a cue for the girl, as she looked over as well and saw my buddy sitting there. Some girls might bug out about this revelation but this little freak bit her lip, giggled, and turned herself around in doggy position.
She pushed her head down into the couch and propped her excellent, round ass at me before doing a little wiggle. I took the invitation and pushed myself against her pussy, placing both hands on her hips while she reached under and guided me in all the way. In what felt like an eternity (realistically was probably only a couple minutes), I emphatically pounded away, balls slapping against her, grunting like a savage while she was practically screaming into the couch. We were putting on a show for my buddy who was kind enough to provide us with the infrastructure to make this night a reality – and I loved it. The taboo nature of being watched – by one of my good friends no less – while having sex with this goddess of a girl, who was just as In to it as I was, put me over the top.
I felt my cock tensing up and an orgasming coming on, and she must have as well, as her hand slid down to her clit and started to furiously masturbate. As I was just about to explode she screamed out “I’m fucking coming!” Which was all I needed to unload 18 years of pent up testosterone inside of her. I swear it felt like I came for 3 minutes nonstop – rope after rope, deep inside her tight pussy. I fell down on top of her and we both lay there exhausted, laughing with each other, in a complete state of bliss. While we were catching our breaths, I hear my buddy next to me say “that was hot – congrats bro.” Me and the girl look over, I give him the old thumbs up, and he proceeds to stand and walk upstairs. Turns out he was kind of “play” passed out the whole time and wanted to catch a glimpse of the action since he knew he wasn’t getting any that night. Pro-move, if you ask me.
Anyway. Not only was that the first night I had sex, it was also the beginning of what has been a very long journey of discovery when it comes to my sexual proclivities. In fact, it started me on a road that has led to countless situations of public sex, one night stands in the most unusual of circumstances, threesomes, foursomes….moresomes. Hook-ups with wives, professors, bosses, hook-ups with friends’ sisters & moms. You name it and I’ve probably done it at least once – it’s been an interesting life since that nervous night in the basement.
If anyone is interested in hearing about some of my other experiences I’ll be happy to share them – Thanks!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kolyem/when_i_first_discovered_a_passion_for_kink_mf