I went to France when I was 19 for an exchange program. I wanted to travel to a lot of countries, and I wanted to focus on my studying experience. Since I was young, I wasn’t that into partying or boys. I haven’t kissed anyone. Even less had sex. I truly wasn’t that interested. The first weeks were fun. I met a lot of people at the university, some great friends. I didn’t have as much money to travel around as I wanted. At a point, I got bored so I went out with my friends to drink. I had only done that at my place or some friend’s place. We went to a club to dance, something I loved to do but was too introverted to do it in such a public place.
I got really really drunk. I noticed guys looking at me, but I felt threatened rather than excited. I never had so much attention on myself. I danced with my girl friends and I like to be really close to the other person, so that got even more attention from guys until one just got into the group and danced with me. I felt a rush of feelings and just let it flow. That night, I made out with three guys and easily gave out my number. I thought that maybe only that night I could be a bit wild and then go back to my university life.
The guy that danced with me didn’t kiss me for a while. I was nervous about it until I felt his lips on my neck. At that moment I was really excited. Then he went for my lips and as soon as we started kissing I did it like it was the last kiss of my life. I think I did it so passionately that he felt free to caress me with his hands. At that point, it was too much emotion for me so I stopped. We talked for a bit and I gave him my number.
Then there was this really tall guy. We saw each other and almost without too much time in between we were making out. He lifted me for a second and I had to hold to him with my legs. I loved feeling his hands holding my body. At that moment I got even drunker. He bought me some and then I gave him my number. He talked about wanting to go back to his place because he was getting tired but I didn’t flow with that.
I’m not that sure what happened with the third guy. All I remember clearly is that I was barely the girl that got into the club. Some of my friends had left. I remember seeing one of my best friends asking if I was okay. She was badly drunk too. She told me we could leave if I wasn’t feeling alright, but I didn’t mind. A few minutes after that I saw how she was grinding against this random guy. So I knew I was just alone and felt kinda jealous. So, I made out with this guy that talked to me early that night. We were in a corner, so it was kinda private. I remember feeling the rush to get my hand inside his pants but felt really bad about it. My friend swears that I did do it. To this day I’m not sure if I did it. He told me I was too drunk and asked for my number to maybe get some drinks at another time.
I left the place really drunk. To this day I think I haven’t been that drunk ever again. I kept texting them, the first two guys more than the third guy. Guy #1 liked the dress I used that night and asked for a selfie. I felt so turned on when I sent him pictures of me. I wasn’t nude but the thought of being hot and attractive was new to me. We always talked about going to get dinner or drink at a bar but we never agreed on a day. Meanwhile, guy #2 said he was going to the same club where we met and wanted to see me. He went to my place, we had some wine and then went to the club. We danced all night. It was fun, not that sexual until I noticed he couldn’t stop looking at my body when I wasn’t paying attention. I got flustered by the situation. I felt like asking him to go back to his place but he did it first.
At his place, things went really fast. Before I could wrap my head I was doing down on him on my knees. I had only seen this in netflix shows so I tried the hardest to be the best. I think I wasn’t that good but at a time I felt his dick throbbing and I thought he had cum in my mouth. But he was just getting started. I told him I was really nervous, so we did it slowly. He got on top of me to ease me into it. It felt so good I would have wished that he never step down. I remember grabbing him so he could go deeper and harder. He told me that if I wanted to control it I could go on top. I enjoyed so much riding him. I didn’t think a lot about it, I just wanted to make him cum so I went fast but couldn’t do it. He then made me suck him but this time he offered more advice on it. When he was close to coming he put me in doggy and finished that way.
After that, he took me home. The night after I was still so shocked about everything. I got really horny thinking about it and masturbated to the thrill of it. I hadn’t realized yet but I was about to start a wild journey there. Still, it was a bit too much for me. So I took it slowly the next weekend.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uw3dyd/f_my_first_experience_in_europe
Beautiful and thrilling first time! Did you tell him he was your first, and did you get to feel him without a condom?