Something Wild: Hi! My name is Brigitte, and since I've had a lot of fun reading the stories here, I guess now it's my turn to share a fun sexual experience of my own with everyone. This is something that happened to me while I was on vacation at Playa de Carmen in Mexico with my boyfriend last summer. I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed doing it!
First, let me describe myself. I'm 25, and about 5'11", and 121 lbs. I have long dark auburn hair. My background is basically South American, so I inherited sexy Latin eyes, and a nice curvy body, but I also ride my mountain bike lots, and work out every day, so I'm in fantastic shape, with a nice flat tummy, long toned legs, and a super tight butt. Personally, I think I have a sexy chest. Also, as my skin is really Mediterranean, olive-toned, I have a great tan, which since I laid out last summer in a teeny tiny little string bikini, also features extremely thin tans lines, which I think are really sexy. When I'm naked, they show off just how tiny my little bikini is; just two little triangles over the center of my boobs, and a thin string from my ass, up over my hips, around the front of my pelvis, joining together in a little tiny triangle just above my pussy. Laid out in the sun on a towel, with my top united, you'd almost think I was nude. Oh yeah, also I have a very sexy, tattoo of a little tiger, right next to my pussy.
My boyfriend's name is Danny, and he's a great guy, whom I now life with. We've been together about five years, since I was twenty, and we have a totally hot sex life. Before we met I hung out with some pretty wild friends, and I fucked eight or nine guys, a couple of which were just wild one-night stands in a parking lot somewhere. Since meeting Danny though, I had been faithful, despite still being pretty young when we met. But I guess I still had fantasies about new experiences, casual sex, getting laid by different new guys. Sometimes when we had sex, I'd imagine that he was a guy who had picked me up when I was out on the town at night, and taken me to his place for a casual fuck, or something wild like that.
I hesitated a long time before telling Danny about my fantasies, obviously worrying that he'd be jealous, but before our summer vacation, we started talking about my "chronic horniness", as I put it. I started by telling him that it would turn me on to go out and have him meet me in a bar, like he was a strange guy picking me up. He thought that sounded fun, and so we tried it once. I got dressed up in a very short black dress, and went to a bar where we'd arranged to meet. He bought me drinks and asked me to dance, and I ended up having sex with him in the car. It was really fun.
Not long before leaving for Mexico, I told him about my fantasies of trying new sexual partners, and he turned out to be really cool about it. I think he realized that I love him, but that I'm still just basically curious about "experimenting", since I hadn't really had enough experiences yet. So finally, after lots of assurance, we agreed that maybe while we were on vacation, where we didn't know anyone, he would let with me do something about it, like going to bed with someone a couple of times, as long as I came home to sleep afterward. Our agreement seemed incredibly exciting to me, and after we arrived I began to check out all the hot young guys on the beaches. In fact, I started thinking about getting laid all the time, and at night we'd have great sex, and he would assure me that whenever I was ready, I could go for it.
The first chance that presented itself was when we went out dancing one night. I was drinking a few beers, and feeling pretty adventurous, when a guy I liked started flirting with me. We danced together for a while, and then I went and reminded Danny about our agreement and asked him if it was okay if I accepted an invitation to go and drink a beer on the beach with this guy, whose name I found out was Jeff, which he okayed.
We left and sat on the beach talking for a while, and then kissed a bit. It felt incredible to kiss a different guy, and I started getting really into it. He kissed my neck, which I just love, and we laid back on the sand so he could work his way down to my chest. I was wearing a little white tank top, and so I helped him out and pulled it up over my boobs, which he started kissing. I was almost on fire by that point, and definitely ready for business. Just to be clear, I reached down his shorts and felt his penis a little, and from what I could feel, he was ready too, but there were a few people around. So I sat up and asked him where he was staying. He told me it was some cottages just down the beach, and taking my hint, invited me back.
What he didn't mention was that he was staying with three friends, and when we got there, two of them were sitting on the porch and drinking beers. At this I lost my nerve a little, and could only mumble "hello" as we slipped past them into the bedroom. It was obvious what we were up to. Once inside though, he got me right back in the mood, with some really exciting deep tongue kissing, both on my lips and then on my boobs again, and he had me out of my clothes completely very quickly.