For the longest time I have had a fantasy about walking into a hotel bar, while I was out of town on business; just to have a glass of wine before bed.
When I walk in there are a group of 5 BIG black men sitting at a table and they are obviously celebrating something. From their size I guess that they must be football players.
They smile and wave me over, saying they have been expecting me!
Being a woman who prefers black men, and nobody wants to have a drink by themselves, anyway; I play along with them and act like I knew they were there and couldn't wait to get here to enjoy their company!
I sit down and those gentlemen order me a glass of my favorite wine.
We start talking and during our conversation, I realize this is a bachelor party. I further realize that they had a woman who was coming here to join them, and they think I'm her!
Just as I'm putting this all together in my mind, the man next to me puts his big, strong hand on my thigh.
My mouth goes dry and my heart starts to pound! My body starts responding, though he has only put his hand on my leg. I am VERY attracted to big, muscular men; and black men in particular.
I look around the table and everyone one of these studs are well built and handsome. I can see their muscles bulging under their clothes, their confident smiles, handsome faces and the glint in their eyes. I take a long drink of my wine, as my mind reels with the possibilities.
As I lick the last droplets of wine off my lips, I catch the eye of the man right across from me and he winks as he smiles at me.
I feel the warmth in me as I think about what it would feel like to have his strong hands on me...holding me, caressing me and kissing me.
The hand on my thigh is sliding up, further, as the men flirt with me and tell me what a wonderful night it's going to be. They are generous with their compliments and very respectful. I can feel my desire building.
Having just come back from a business meeting, I have on skirt that ends a couple of inches above my knee. I can feel the man's big strong hand sliding under my skirt and up my inner thigh, and the younger man on my other side is brushing my are and flirting with me.
He is close enough to me that his thigh is pressing against mine. They are drawing me into their web.
I've never been with more than two men at once, but I am starting to feel my body react to the thought of what could happen here.
I don't feel uncomfortable, at all, since all of the men are very kind and respectful; and looking absolutely delicious!
The bartender announces last call, but the men tell me that we don't have to leave because they have made "arrangements".
We are the only ones there, anyway, so the bartender locks and door and pulls the curtains closed.
The man who has been playing with my thigh pulls me up on his lap and starts kissing and caressing me. Have anticipated this kiss I return it with fervor, wrapping my arms around his neck as he slips his hands inside my dress from below and under my bra - wrapping those strong, rough hands around my tender breasts.
I moan and kiss him deeper as I run my hands over his muscular back.
The men pass me from lap to lap. Kissing me, playing with my hair, caressing me through my blouse, running their strong hands up and down my legs.
Finally, one of them unbuttons my blouse and lets it fall open. Another comes behind me and slides my blouse down over my shoulders, then unsnaps my bra.
My breasts fall free and are exposed for all to see.
The men move in closer, and I am in the middle. They start playing with my breasts, kissing my face, neck, shoulders, arms; and running their big strong hands all over my body.
I'm on fire, and returning their kisses passionately, while running my hands over their strong arms, shoulders and chests!
Someone releases the clasp on my skirt and it falls to the floor, then I feel my panties being pulled down and over my feet.
