A few months ago, my girlfriend and I moved in together, we're only a young couple in our early twenties and thought this a good idea to get a small place of our own. Naturally as any couple would do when moving into a new place, we christened every room in our place, from the bath tub to the kitchen table.
I love my girlfriend, she's 5'7, shoulder length blonde hair, and at twenty years of age, she looks about eighteen. Her face is innocent looking, yet she knows exactly what she's doing when she gets down to some business!
Anyway, due to our extra expenses of living together, I also took up extra work at the weekends in a local nightclub. On this occasion my girlfriend, Sarah, joined me at work and sat at the corner of the bar drinking by herself on this Friday night. She was dressed in her usual short skirt and revealing top and she had an air of confidence about her. During the night she was approached by a few guys who were happy to offer her a drink and ask her to dance. She refused them all. I felt bad because I couldn't let her have a bit of fun, so I was encouraging her to go and dance with someone.
Two of the regulars that I knew came into the bar next. Both of them were tall black guys who were always pretty smart looking. They ordered their usual vodka each with no ice and then noticed Sarah sitting at the end of the bar. The two black guys smiled at each other, downed their vodkas and walked over to where Sarah was. They chatted for a while and eventually invited her out to dance, again she declined the offer but thanked them.
The night continued and Sarah had been drinking quite a bit as I was looking after her of course. She had said earlier that she didn't want to dance with anyone in case I got jealous, but I could tell at this stage of the night that she was a little bored.
With a half an hour left of the night to go, the two regulars came back for more Vodka with no ice. While at the bar they began talking to my Sarah again. Soon she got up and all three of them went on to the dance floor. I must admit, I did feel a pang of jealousy as I watched Sarah dancing with two big black guys towering over her.
But Sarah didn't seem to notice at first just how much attention these two guys were giving her. Both of them were swinging their crotches in her general direction. Soon hands began to run up and down her body and I could see that Sarah was enjoying the attention. Then they took turns in holding her while dancing, and getting closer to her. Soon they were both holding her and I could sense that Sarah was a bit panicked as she found herself held tight between two big black men. She struggled but both of them held her fast and the guy in front of her began kissing her.
