The first time I got fucked on a bar at a house party [MF]

***Background: I was 21 in late summer of 2011 and had just moved into a party house that was … right next door to another, larger party house. I had previously lived in another part of this Mississippi college town near a different house that held parties ([where this story happened](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oxjb39/how_i_accidentally_gave_a_super_public_blowjob_to/)), but that house didn’t have events or after parties with the same frequency as this place. The original location was maybe once or twice a week, typically on weekends or for special events, and this other area partied basically 5-7 days a week, the next door house I moved to often throwing parties in conjuction or hosted bands in the very large living room, with people in and out of both houses.***

So, during one crazy night this FWB I had been sleeping with off-and-on for most of the year, (we’ll call him V and was about 30, and not the same guy from the story I linked to earlier) was living at this house, making us neighbors. For this particular party there was a theme and it was “Sci-Fi” and had somehow accumulated one of the largest gatherings I had seen before, only rivaled by one other party. While they got crazy, crowds were absolutely insane and there were people in and out of every hallway, balcony, living room, bar room, kitching, and so on that wasn’t anyone’s personal bedroom (even then they had crowds, just selective of course).

We’re trashed, various people are dressed in sci-fi costumes from star trek to star wars to different aliens, most others only wore related themed shirts if they wore anything at all. Some showed up in tin foil hats, and I, being the party nudist at this point, was walking around entirely topless with nothing but a short skirt with no underwear on. The way I looked at this time was shoulder-length black hair, very thin and leggy (and still 5’9″), a smaller chest but still had a nice back end.

In the bar room area, there was a homemade bar, where the dance floor was designated and people weren’t actually serving any drinks, this was the area where the residents sat around drinking and talking during smaller/house only gatherings. Instead, for this party, red lights are strobing, different LEDs are around, music is loud and the crowd is louder, sometimes people are shaking up and spewing foamy beers in the air, onto others, taking THEIR clothes off – I could go on and on about this crazy scenario, but I think we get the idea now.

We’re hours and many drinks into this party that’s absolutely raging… and then V and I start dancing behind the bar, moving in on each other and making out, and he’s grabbing my tits while another friend is rubbing his hands up my skirt. Eventually, he steps up on the bar when a space clears and brings me up with him. We start dancing, grinding, and now that eyes are on me and watching me and running their hands over my legs I start getting really into the whole scene. He starts fingering me on the bar and getting really into it, and I start cumming and having a hard time standing and lean into him. He’s also drunk, so we end up getting down and laying on the bar, other dancers moving out of the way and start rubbing on us, people kissing on my arms and feet and playing with my hair while most others cheer us on. I can’t remember if they said anything specific, but cheers and hollers of approval rang over the absolutely crazy loud music.

He starts fingering me more on the bar, and I pull him in to keep kissing and making out. My skirt is still on, but he pushes it up to my waist where all of me is exposed – people make more noise. I get so lost in it I start grabbing his dick and discover it’s very hard. He leans into my ear, and says, “How about we just fuck right here?”

I reply by unzipping his jeans and wrapping my legs around his hips and pulling him into me. I’m fully laying down on the bar now, and he moves on top of me and penetrates me right on the bar. At this point in time, I was always adamant about using condoms – especially being so active in my sex life. I absolutely never let anyone fuck me without a condom without special circumstances despite how frequently I messed around. And yet… I was so turned on by the entire process I just wanted him inside me right then.

Everyone can see everything as my skirt is no longer hiding any part of me, and his pants are pulled down, and we’re just fucking on the bar now – kissing and rubbing each other and moaning loudly but they’re lost in the music but sometimes they’re not and we’re getting high fives and cheers and beer spewed on us in a big nasty fuck pile, right on that bar. I reach my hands out to stabilize myself, and then strangers are rubbing on my arms and helping me stay put – some of them are helping hold me up/keep me on the bar in place. It was riveting and such a turn on – no one touched me in any painful ways, some people grabbed my tits or rubbed my feet and legs or grabbed his ass, but I was totally ecstatic and enjoyed all the attention and eyes on us.

We are going at it for I don’t know how long…. I think I came maybe four or five times, but I was also superbly excited by the giant crowd watching and moving around so various other party goers could get a good watch before moving on to their next part of the party to explore. He’s also really into it, we’re smiling and laughing at what we’re doing. It was crazy and wild and he finally came inside me… thrusting with more vigor and power and moaned out – again muffled by the loud music. I’m still glowing from all the cumming I did myself, and he helps me up off the bar and onto the floor, helps me settling my skirt… and starts fingering me some more, feeling his cum inside of me.

I walk around to move to the bathroom that involves going across the room… and people are cheering and high fiving me and V as he is helping me get my legs back (they were wobbly by then) to get to the bathroom. I felt like an absolute rock star, and I am pretty sure he did too.

I clean myself up in the bathroom, and he joins me for a moment of privacy, and all we can do is laugh and smile at each other at what we just did. He makes sure I’m okay, gives me another beer he had apparently grabbed from behind the bar after we finished, handed it to me, gave me a thumbs up and left out. I followed shortly thereafter and milled around the party.

Later in the party some people here and there brought it up, or shared the story to others who had missed it – but despite so many people seeing, not everyone knew, and the whole experience was just … really fucking fun. The whole event maybe lasted less than 30 minutes, including the dancing and clean up, but I’ll never forget being on top of the bar with the red light glowing and the chaos all around us.

It wasn’t my first OR last public event, but it was definitely one of my more fun ones that awakened more of a desire to do more exhibitionism style plays. Had I not been so drunk, I may have been more hesitant, but I am glad I went through with it and I’d 10/10 do it again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oya20b/the_first_time_i_got_fucked_on_a_bar_at_a_house