I swear that so many of my wife’s stories involve her being in the water and wearing less than she normally does. The guy she fucked in a pool locker room, the other she fucked at a lake, what she did at the beach on vacation once….if she is wearing a bikini she is most certainly getting fucked. Anyone else?
When I was in undergrad roommate was planning to go to a music festival with his buddy and asked if I wanted to come. They were planning to bring one of those big tents that kind of has multiple rooms so I just needed to bring a cot or bag to get access to drugs and music so I went haha.
At the last second my roommate got sick so he had to back out. I ended up going with his buddy, who was a super shredded rock climber and a known bisexual flirt. We will call this guy J.
J joked with me that he was hoping to get some action and we agreed if either of us had to use the tent we would just close off our room and have our fun. Well literally that night I got back to the tent after losing J and walked in on him just railing some girl from behind, clearly not having closed the partition lol. I was like "woah sorry" and went to close the door and they didn't even slow down and I admit I listened to them until they finished. It was very vigorous and turned me on like crazy but I didn't get a chance to cum since I didn't want to be weird.
The next night J teased me about how it was my turn to get laid and we ended up taking some E with a group of people. I made out with one chick in the group and thought I was going to get laid but she ended up going somewhere else with the group so J and I were left alone. A while later I was still raging hard and still rolling so I decided to head back to the tent and sit in my cot for a bit just to mellow.
J followed me and said he noticed that I was feeling a reaction from the chick and the drugs and I laughed and said I honestly wanted to cum. He just kinda looked at me and said "do it" with a smile, and I was like "seriously?" He kept smiling and was like "Yea I can join you if you want."
The next part happened kind of fast but we got our dicks out and stroked like looking at each other. I was moaning like crazy and he was pumping his hips up and down. He came first and when it shot it was like a firework explosion of cum droplets. Seeing that made me cum all over my hand and stomach. J moaned, got up, and licked his cum off his hand while looking at me. We cleaned up a little more without saying much, smoked some weed, and then just kinda passed out in our cots.
I woke up the next morning and saw him just laying there with his naked lower half exposed. I can't lie I wanted to suck his cock but decided against it, instead getting dressed myself and letting him get ready on his own time. We never even mentioned what happened and nothing happened with him since. But I think about the story and his cock all the time.