I[F] met up with a Redditor[M] and got groped in a park

Hiii! It’s been a while since I’ve posted on here, and that’s because I’ve been busy with life things and because I’ve been chatting with one of you bit more than before.

Long story short, I’ve been chatting with a redditor here that read my stories for over a month. I learned that he apparently lived about 30 minutes away from me, is a similar age and also has his own place. And after about a month of me overthinking, we decided to meet up at a park.

And it was kind of great.

I don’t want to make this post too long,  so let’s just get to the highlights: We were sitting closely on the grass at a park where we talked about my posts and sexual experiences (my lack of). I was a little nervous when it came to the physical part of meeting up. He was close and a little touchy which I liked but didn’t know how to react to. Eventually, something came over me that made me think “fuck it” and to just go for it. I was already getting wet from how close he was and from him complimenting me so much and I wanted to take it further.

So I showed him the nudes I have stored on my phone.

Seeing the expression on his face, and the fact that this complete stranger was looking at a picture of me topless in a plaid skirt and thigh highs, turned me on so much. I could feel the warmth spreading all over my body and especially between my thighs.

I think this spurred him on even more because his touches got bolder. His arm around me, his hand rubbing my hip, my thigh, the skin exposed from my shirt riding up from the back. I had never done this type of PDA before and it was scary but exciting. He kissed me but I was a little freaked out by the amount of people nearby possibly watching (there was a child’s birthday party right in front of us and I’m pretty sure a mom was staring which made me embarrassed, but also oddly proud) so we decided to move to a  table that was slightly more private.

We sat next to each other and continued asking questions to make conversation. Halfway through,  he kissed me again and this time I felt his hand brush my thigh and his other hand grope one of my breasts. When we pulled away he apologized for getting carried away but I told him not too, because I actually enjoyed it a lot.

Like before, he took my reciprocation as encouragement and draped an arm around me as we continued talking. When it was my turn to answer a question, I felt his hand reach down and start groping at my left breast. I was taken by surprise and a part of me thought about telling him to get off. I didn’t want to be a slut that let’s a man I’ve known for 20 minutes feel me up in a public park.

Except, maybe I did because I loved it. I loved feeling his hand on me, making me squirm and struggle to answer a question. When it was my turn to ask a question, he had both hands on me, cupping and squeezing both of my breasts. My mind went completely blank as my face and my pussy warmed up from having a stranger grope me in a park. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t form full sentences as I stuttered and squirmed from his touch. My hips rocked against the bench as I felt my pussy start to leak and soak my panties. I felt a little conflicted, but the pleasure that overcame me was so much stronger. This was everything I ever wanted and, when he told me he could feel how hard my nipples were through my bra, I felt like I was going to burst then and there.

He would pull away whenever anyone got too close. But when he did have his hands on me, one on my breast and one reaching under my skirt, between my thighs; I liked looking around and seeing all the people who could have possibly been looking. If anyone from the golf court in front had looked over, they would have seen a flustered little slut having her breasts played with by a stranger.

When I felt like a couldn’t take it any longer, we decided to go over to his place. I wasn’t planning on taking it that far initially, but the experience in the park made me excited and intrigued as to what could happen behind closed doors. When I stood up, I could feel how soaked my panties were. I touched the back of my skirt and I instantly felt a small wet spot. I soaked all the way through my panties, my safety shorts and my skirt. I, again, felt so embarrassed, but also so incredibly turned on.

I think what I loved and turned me on so much from this experience, was how confident he was with his touches. The way he just grabbed me, almost nonchalantly, but still dominant. He touched me however he wanted and I just let him. It made me feel so warm and submissive. I loved being a compliant, flustered little slut for him. I could barely even think, let alone form sentences when he was touching me. I can hardly even remember the words he was saying to me. I was too much in my own world–feeling my nipples harden, my pussy throb and my face heat up–to really hear what he was saying.

Thinking about our meet up has me so wet again. Every time I play it in my mind, my whole body flushes with arousal. We’re going to meet up again and based off of the park and what we did in his apartment (which I didn’t mention here but I can confirm I’m still a virgin), I’m very excited to see what’s next. 

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qbpxgv/if_met_up_with_a_redditorm_and_got_groped_in_a