As I turned back around, he bumped me again but this time he was still against me. My big tits were hitting the back if the woman in front of me, I needed to excuse my self to her. His bulge happened to be pushing just below my tail bone. He whispered in and said " please excuse me, I'd like to say sorry again, but I'm really enjoy this". Not knowing what to say, I accepted it. He then asked if I was going to repay him for the ice cold beer. I couldn't even turn my head all the way to answer him, so I said "what do you want"? He said that he wanted to see my tits. I went deaf for a minute, then he said it louder "I would love to see your tits". I knew this moment would come, but I thought my husband would be next to me to share this. I turned my head sideways and said " I can't even move to show you". I thought that would end it. No sooner that I said that he was forced even closer. He then said he'd love to feel them then. He said he would give me a few pairs of beads, if I let him.
He then nuzzled my neck and waited for my answer. I must admit the sensation of his breath on my neck, his bulging crotch against my next to naked ass, I began to feel weak in the knees. I allowed his request. He slid his arms around me like he was my lover, and pulled the front of my lingerie down. My 36d tits fell free. I guess this was part of the double dare. Nah, I needed to walk through the entire crowd with them out. I was just trying to rationalize with what was happening I guess.
He then with both hands simultaneously began to play with my sweaty, milky tits. He rubbed his finger tips over my nipples and they immediately became erect. In my head I was thinking how long do I let him before I stop him. He then removed his hands, bumped into me then slipped several strands of party beads over my head, they hung just below my tits. They actually furthered my arousal.
He put his arms around me again and managed to surprise me with another cold beer. Just as my buzz was leveling off. I laughed and said "what do I have to do now"? He slid his wet cold hands under the strands of beads and cupped my tits.
What he said next, blew me away. He said that he wanted my panties as a souvenir. I laughed and said I wasn't wearing any, that the thong was attached. In a split second I felt one of his hands feeling up my ass. I swallowed hard and figured he would realize and stop. He could hardly slide his hand over my ass for we were so close. I felt him slide his hand over my nylon thigh to the front of my lingerie. His hand roamed all over till he reached my crotch. He began to gently rub it, all awhile still playing with one of my tits. He whispered in my ear that I was right and I wasn't wearing panties. As he said that his fingers helped to slide the front of my thong aside and I felt it unsnap as he did so. He ever so gently pulled my back and inserted not one but two of his long, thick fingers into my hot, creamy hole.
I arched back laying my head just below his chin and allowed his fingers to penetrate me as deep as possible, I couldn't squirm for there was not enough room. I was lost in the moment. All the drinking, colorful lights, loud music led to this sexually stimulating moment. I shuttered, jerked and found the strangers open mouth with my willing tongue as I came all over the hand. As intense this erotic, sensual encounter no one around us seemed the wiser.
As the parade was finishing up, my drinking buddy now added at least a dozen or more beads around my neck, and told me that I made his vacation. And that he would look for me the following year, "same time, same place" we agreed as we faced each other for one last kiss. Still captivated by the moment, I managed to snap the crotch of my wet thong, and made way through the thinning crowd in seek of my husband.
I greeted him with open arms, no jacket to cover up my sexy outfit, my tits fully out, covered with beads. He smiled and said "He's never loved me more, then this moment". We made love the entire evening into the early morning then again. As my husband made love to me missionary style I told him of my very sexually erotic experience. He licked and kissed my achy feet, sucked my silky stocking covered toes and brought me to climax at the same time in my story.
xox The Sexy Mylf
