I think we awakened something in our formerly-virgin friend… [FFM]

What’s up you horny geeks and freaks, it’s ya boi, back to update the only population of the internet that has ever been interested in me besides a very angry Facebook Mom group that disliked the meme I shared on a local church page when I was 14. Anyway…

So, last Friday, we managed to talk Gigi into going to the rave that our campus’s designated *tolerable* frat is hosting. Without giving away tooooo many details, we had to drive out of our town a little ways, and we actually lost cell reception on the way out there. At least we had each other? I put a lil * asterisk by the moment when we actually get to the rave if you are tryna skip around.

We drove Jenn’s car, which is a cute, blue little Prius. I drove because I’m a control freak, Jenn rode shotgun, and Gigi sat in the back with our friend Finn. Finn identifies as nonbinary, and I am going to use their correct pronouns even with the fake name and all, bc to do otherwise feels weird.

Finn has a finely chiseled face – they’re commonly known as simply the prettiest friend in our little circle. Their skin is a smooth hazel, and they like to wear small amounts of golden eyeliner to make their huge black curls pop. Their chin is almost elvish, and they stand pretty tall. You’re not gonna hear about Finn’s pants coming off in this story so don’t worry about what’s between their legs.

On the way over there, Finn was holding Gigi’s hand and dramatically walking her through escape routes. “Alright hon, so what do you do if somebody shouts fire?” I caught a glimpse of Gigi rolling her eyes before turning my attention back to the pitch-black road.

“Everything’s gonna be fine, Gigi,” Jenn assured, facing the car mirror and applying glittering pink eyeshadow. She looked *great* tonight. She was sporting her Demonia Swing’s – the pink UV ones – and wearing bright pink pasties underneath a see-through (vaguely gray, but mostly seethrough) starry blouse. She had some black shorts on, but other than that, the only thing you’d see if you saw her under a blacklight would be long pink boots and two little heart-shaped dots where here tits are.

Gigi mumbled something, and Finn gave her a little bit more grief – golden hoop earrings dangling as they asked what emergency contacts she had – before letting it rest. Finn wore a sparkling golden jacket (taken from a costume shop, surely) and silver jeans.

“Look, I’m here, alright guys? So give me a break,” she grouched. I chuckled but said little, eyes trained onto the beacon of light I’d finally seen after many minutes on this dirt road.

“Ya here, love, but you’re dressed like you can’t wait to go home,” Finn said, and they weren’t super wrong. Gigi was wearing plain black yoga pants and a *t-shirt*. I mean, this is the same person whose favorite thing, even as a virgin, was to show off her cleavage. But that’s okay – this was her first time in a crowded place since lockdown. Its cool to be comfy. Baby steps and all that.

“Give it a rest, Finn, let her dip her toes in the water,” I called out. The car started to jiggle and protest as we turned onto the squat hill that would lead up to the warehouse.

Gigi made a sort of smacking noise of appreciation and said, “thank you, [me]. You’re sweet.” I looked in the rearview mirror and saw her giving me *total* fuck-me eyes. Gulp. I caught Finn eyeing her suspiciously before we parked and the action started.

The dudes of Not To Be Named Phi actually seemed to have gotten their hands on a decent location. The building, from which bass and treble now radiated, was a decently-sized barn; judging by the barrels of hay that I’d seen off the road on the way up the hill, somebody must be friends with a farmer or something. We all hopped out of the car, and I found Jenn quick to give her ass a playful smack and her lips a kiss. I looked down at her tits and said, “Damn, you must be sick of me, huh?” She rolled her eyes.

“If I was, I wouldn’t be wearing the pasties, babe. Or the blouse.” She tapped my temple condescendingly – the boots she was wearing made her taller (they’re seriously like *six inch* platforms. Look’em up.) than me. Jenn swung her hips side to side as she walked away. “Or the pants!” She added. Finn joined her and they waited by the barn door for us.

I turned around and saw Gigi staring anxiously out the car window. I walked in front of her door and opened it.

“Somebody in there’s probably got COVID.” She said quietly. I nodded and gently tugged on her sleeve.

“Maybe. But you’re vaccinated, and very healthy, and wear your mask more than anyone I know. You’re okay. We can split if you get uncomfortable, but…” I made a sarcastic shrug, “guess we’d have to miss out on their free Jungle Juice…”

This got Gigi’s attention. She sighed, nodded, and hopped up. Before closing the car door, she tied up her long t-shirt just above her waist and stripped her yoga pants off. I looked around, initially thinking she was tryna fuck or something (to be fair, we’d done… a lot those past couple of weeks), but then saw that she was wearing a lime green thong underneath. Not like a G-string, but it still gave a nice view of her cute little ass as she puffed up her chest and ran after Finn and Jennifer. Good for her, I thought.

I followed our crew through the little door next to the barn’s now – shut garage door. I waved at the approaching headlights of some more of our friends, made sure they saw me go in, then dove into the multicolored void.

I *love* music that has lights like these. The geeks I knew went all out. They had strung several blacklight cylinders up along the roof, hanging down at about 10 feet, spaced apart every now and then so that everything could glow. There were several strobelights that seemed to be reasonably synchronized, throwing out parallel arrays of greens, pinks, and blues on the concrete dance floor.

There was a platform in the middle of the one-room tin building where a couple of people sat. One of them was an off brand, very crunk, Lil Xan. He was, jamming, wearing headphones, all that, occasionally tapping his keyboard. The other one was a chick who was half-dancing and being mindful of the DJ in case she needed to tag in. She had a blonde high- ponytail and pink body-painted tits that were hanging out. Damn. Were we late or did she just do that? I vaguely knew who she was, but couldn’t linger before I heard my name shouted over the EDM.

The ladies + Finn were calling me over to a table in the corner surrounded by several trash cans. Yes, the trash cans had the Jungle Juice in it. Yes, that’s kind of gross. Yes, we all took a cup anyways. Gigi and Jenn both chugged theirs before grabbing another, and we joined the conservatively-sized fringes of the dance floor.

I bet there were about, eh, maybe fiftyish or more people there. It definitely wasn’t a whole lot, but that worked out well since Gigi was nervous about the whole place being densely packed or something. I started to bump along a bit with Jenn, and we danced with each other lightly while sipping at our drinks. I loved running my hands down her body as she lithely moved down against me. She has this fluidity to her dancing that is incredible – she’d be a great poledancer imo. We locked eyes, exchanged kisses and “I love you’s”, and just enjoyed the music for a bit.

*Some of our other friends came in after us, and Jennifer and I got distracted talking to them for a while. We all chugged a drink together – I definitely knew to slow down after that one – and talked about how impressed we were by this thing. One of them, Alton, eventually trailed off mid-conversation while looking over my shoulder. “…is that Gigi?”

I turned around, and couldn’t believe it. Gigi was right up in the middle of the crowd! We could tell because, again, it wasn’t ~that~ dense, she is very uniquely short, and Finn’s sparkly-ass silhouette was right next to her. I saw a flash of Gigi’s glowing green underwear and confirmed, “yep.”

My buddy Alton’s jaw was agape. “Never thought I’d see her that comfy in a crowd.”

Jenn looked with us. “Me neither,” she said with a smile.

Yeah. Me neither.

But there she was, enjoying herself, bumping chaotically like the big-titty spidermonkey she is. We watched her move closer to the stage, bouncing her ass and throwing her head back in laughter with Finn in toe. We lost her behind the others as she got closer to the front.

Jeniffer and I bid Alton adieu and got closer to the stage. I was really feeling the alcohol now, and so was Jenn, based on the way she jumped and then moved down on me, sticking her ass our and grinding it away as she moved. Her tits bounced with every bass drop, and my cock begged to be free after not too long. I gave her side a recognizable “horny” squeeze, and she threw me teasing eyes before turning around to dance and grind more. I might have started taking her clothes off until we watched Gigi climb onto the platform topless.

Gigi’s trademark tits shook as she threw her shoulders forward in a shimmy, much to the adoration of the people in the front. The girl that had been hovering next to the DJ was standing next to her – I think she’d helped her up – and quickly grabbed Gigi, turned her around, and kissed her while holding onto her tits. The crowd’s cheers rose over the music.

Jenn and I watched, dumbfounded at our friend’s courage, as Gigi turned around and started to grind on blond-high-ponytail girl. She would lean down to stick her ass out, as the girl on stage dragged her hands up and down her body. My smile dropped into a look of horror as I watched a guy close to the front lean up on one occasion and grab Gigi’s tits.

I figured she’d freak out, clam up, go home, and be a recluse for the rest of her life. Jenn’s paused movement told me she thought the same – yet, incredibly, Gigi shouted in delight when she was touched. And then on the next opportunity, she was groped again, and she inched closer to the guy in the front. Soon, Gigi was on display wearing only her glowing green thong, giving another topless chick a standing lapdance while a handful of guys kept trying to cop a feel.

She turned around at one point and knelt down, her ass on her feet, and let the people in the front squeeze her cheeks while she kissed pony-tail girl’s gyrating stomach as she danced. I saw a front-row finger hook her green thong, and Gigi laughed but stood up. She didn’t want that line to be crossed, I suppose, and she shook her head to say no but kept on dancing.

Gigi did this for a while. Others came on and off stage, and I’m preeeeeetty sure I saw Alton make a beeline for it at one point. I am not the only one that ever wanted to get a handful. Jenn and I had been silently touching each other’s frame during this, watching our friend’s public display and joy, when finally she gave my hand a reciprocal squeeze.

We dipped out of the barn and made our way to the prius. We passed one car where a couple was sharing a cigarette, but we’d gotten there later than most and were parked further back in the grass. We were drunk, and horny, and had been kind of risky like this on campus a few times by now, so when we got to the car, Jenn bent over the hood immediately and peeled off her shorts. It was a weird angle because of the boots, so I ended up flipping her around and fucking her while she faced me.

We kissed furiously, grabbing handfuls of eachothers body that we hadn’t dared touch in the club. Her pussy was dripping wet, and happily accepted two of my fingers while she draped her arms around me and spread her legs. I fingerfucked her like this for a little while as she kissed my neck and buried her face into it. I pulled off the pasties eventually to get a good bite at her beautiful nipples, and I even gave one of her tits a rough slap before grabbing her ass, pulling her against me, and forcing my cock into Jennifer’s hole.

Her clit ring brushed against me as I shoved myself easily inside of her absolutely soaked cunt. She didn’t even try to hide her moans – why should she? They could barely be heard outside the barn, let alone 15 yards away from the inside. I fucked this tall, beautiful, slutty little pastel nymph of like a pussy-deprived monk, slamming the full girth of my cock into her as she shouted into the night sky.

She came a couple of times- fuck yeah for clit rings – and suddenly pushed her arms against me to get some space. Jenn looked me deep in the eyes and said, “you better fucking cum in me *right now*, daddy. This load is for your *favorite* whore.” Yeah, that’ll do it.

I slammed my cock into her, and she stayed right where she was – arms propped up on the car, leaning back a bit, and threw her head up to see the stars as I gave her my warm seed. I bet she intended to really bask in it. It’s a shame that we heard a “Y’all really couldn’t wait till you got your nasty asses home, could ya?”

I whipped around with lightning speed, and Jenn let out a little ‘eep’! before shooting her hand down to cover her pussy as the creampie I’d given her threatened to leak out. There stood Finn, lips pursed and eyes rolling, looking above us disapprovingly so as to not stare directly at my cock that bounced before them. Next to Finn was a mostly-nude Gigi biting her lip.

We all stood in awkward silence for a second before Gigi suddenly bounded forward and practically tackled Jenn. She couldn’t reach Jennifer to kiss her, but Gigi didn’t seem to mind what it was that she could reach. I turned my head and watched as she fearlessly batted Jenn’s hand away and put her mouth on her freshly fucked pussy.

Finn shouted “what the *sweet* **BABY** ***JESUS***” while Gigi – either drunkenly or fearlessly actually, maybe that’s what this was, ate Jenn’s pussy out and lapped up the cum that had started to make it’s way down her leg. Jenn hesitated, but then shrugged and leaned back while she was serviced.

You know, the car ride back wasn’t as awkward as I thought it’d be. Finn drove since they’d only had a little, and by then had stood there and watched – mostly behind their hand – when Gigi ate Jennifer out under the stars. It sounds insane – okay, it’s kind of insane – that Gigi did that, but of all people, Finn is the most likely to give us hell about this whole thing and the least likely to actually care, although they did tell us that their begrudging *consent* to see and know about these things came with, and I quote, ‘a hell of a lot of praying for your asses’. Finn isn’t religious.

As for Gigi? I think she just got some liquid courage alongside some renewed thirst for sexuality. Shit, I don’t have a problem with it.

The past couple of days have actually been pretty relaxed b/c of classes and stuff but I’ll have to share with you guys some of the stuff we get into when the ladies’ new Lovenses get here..

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pod4jl/i_think_we_awakened_something_in_our