I sat sipping my beer watching her at the bar, she was surrounded by 5 men, drawn to her like bees to a honey pot.
She was naturally an attractive girl, long brunette hair, slim body, large breasts, long slender legs and a cute ass. Tonight she was dressed showing off all her fine features, a tight top with a low cut front, a short mini skirt, thigh high stockings and 6 inch stilettos.
It was amusing to watch the men hoovering around her, trying to peer down her top, staring at her ass and legs, inching ever closer to her body, pushing boundaries to see how far she will let them go.
As I watched one of the men touched her leg with the back of his hand, no reaction from her, he got braver resting his hand on her knee. Still she did nothing, slowly he edged it up her leg, stopping at the hem of her skirt, his hand resting on the inside of her thigh.
I wasn't the only one watching, a couple of the other men stared at his hand on her leg, one moved slightly behind her resting his hand on her ass. Another man moved in close wrapping his arm around her shoulder, his hand hoovering above her breast.
It was getting hard to see the first man's hand, her skirt pushed up as his hand moved higher up her thigh, another man moved toward her knee putting his hand on it, squeezing her knee he pulled her legs wider apart.
She has not made a noise or objected to any wandering hand, this has encourage them, they are now crowded round her, blocking the view of her from outside their little group, their arm positions and movements only hinting at what they are doing.
The movement around her stopped, the men parted and she stepped off the stool, she pulled her skirt down and put her breast back into her top. She headed towards the bathrooms which took her straight pass me, as she went by she glanced in my direction giving me a smile.
My eyes followed her ass as she walked across the room and entered the hallway leading to the bathrooms.
The men then took turns heading to the bathroom, as one came out another one went in, each coming out with a smile on his face.
After about an hour she came out, again she walked passed me and gave me a smile, this time she headed for the front door. Her clothes had stains on them and I could see liquid running down the inside of her leg.
A short while later I left, the men were still there drinking beer and reliving their glory.
As I walked into my motel room Amanda all but threw herself at me, she was still wearing the same clothes as she had on in the bar, as she wrapped her arms around me I could smell the sex on her.
"Oh David that was wonderful, the best yet, thank you," Amanda said as she hugged me.
"The way they touched me, groped me at the bar made me feel like a cheap slut, I loved it," she continued, "Then in the bathroom I was nothing to them other than a piece of meat to shove their cocks into."
Amanda loves to be used, to be degraded by men and I love watching it. I would have loved to have been in the bathroom to watch it live but the recording from her mobile phone will have to do.
I took her to the bathroom, undressing her before we had a shower. As I washed the cum of her she told me how they fucked her, first forcing her to suck their cocks before they bent her over, fucking her ass or pussy, blowing their loads in her or on her. As she described each one I fucked the hole they used as I pinned her against the shower wall eventually having her suck me off blowing my load in her mouth.
As I said Amanda enjoys being used by complete strangers, we have a few scenarios we use for men to pick her up or we use an escort agency, whenever possible I watch. But we do have to be careful, she is a teacher and if the school or parents found out about her kinks she would lose her job, when we decide to indulge our fantasies we always leave town going somewhere we are unknown.
An opportunity has arisen at my work which would offer Amanda the opportunity for multiple cocks and me the opportunity to watch. One of the younger employees at my office was organising a bucks party for a mate, the good thing is he lives out of town and it will be held there, the problem was a couple of my work colleagues will be attending and they might recognise Amanda now or in the future.
I discussed it with Amanda and we came up with a solution that would work, she would wear a wig and mask, plus the odds are the last thing they will be looking at was her face.
Next day at work I approached Steve.
"Hi Steve how's the party organisation going?" I asked.
"It's getting there David, venue, food, drink all set" Steve replied.
"What have you organised for entertainment?" I asked.
"Nothing much yet," Steve said.
"Well if your interested I know someone that can organise the best stripper out," I said, "I've been to a couple of shows and she'll give a performance that you'll never forget and it's not just stripping if you know what I mean."
"Be good but I don't think we could afford that level of entertainment," Steve said.
"Well Steve he owes me a favour and I can get her for a very good price," I said.
"How much?" Steve asked.
"For the price of admittance, she's free," I said.
"But is she really that good?" Steve asked.
"Mate, she's the best I've ever seen," I said, "But look it's up to you, the offers there should you want it."
It was 2 weeks until the party and with nothing planned I was confident that he will be speaking to me soon.
That weekend we planned to head out of town, we were confident that Steve would be in touch and we needed to get a costume for the party, Amanda didn't want to risk being seen buying it local.
We got to the shop around lunchtime, a sexy little outfit, wig, mask then off to the motel to check in. A leisurely dinner followed by some drinks at a bar near the motel. Half an hour later a slap to the face and Amanda storming off to the bar leaving me sitting at the table.
An hour later she's sitting in a corner booth with her knight in shining armour, I was still at the table sipping a beer and watching.
She was at the bar crying when he came up to her, a friendly smile, a hand gently resting on her arm, an arm wrapping around her shoulder giving her a hug, then a drink in a quiet corner booth. He thought he was smooth, little did he know Amanda was playing a game with him and his cock was her prize.
She slips in beside him, pushing up against him, her leg touching his, her hand now resting on his. She stares into his face, her eyes hypothesising him, she dropped a hand on his leg, moved it to his crotch as she kissed him, whispering in his ear.
They sat there for a couple hour as the bar slowly emptied until only the three of us were left, during that time she had unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, in turn his hand was under her dress. Her head dropped into his lap, I watched it bob up and down until his body went rigid and he threw his head back. She stayed there for a couple of minutes then sat up running her finger over her chin then licking it. His cock was in her hand again as she played with it again.
She got up going to the bar, he stayed in the booth, his cock standing to attention. When she returned she placed the drinks on the table, wriggling as she got back into the booth I saw her pull her panties off, wave them under his nose and stuff them in his shirt pocket.
Time to keep the bartender busy, as I got up Amanda was climbing on to his lap, she held one of his hands against her breast as she lowered herself on to his cock.
From the bar I couldn't see a lot, as usual Amanda had picked a spot hidden unless you looked closely and at this time of night the bartender was happy for a chat while he started to tidy up.