(F30) My husband missed our date night for work and I ended up at a bar having sex with a complete stranger and his friend instead...
I flew back into town from my latest work trip to Florida and made it in time to meet my husband for dinner. I sat at the table waiting for him to arrive. As it tended to do a lot these days, my mind wandered back to my secret sexual adventures the last few weeks. I had been naked in public a lot more than I ever thought I would.
My phone rang. It was my husband. He was stuck at work with an emergency. He kept apologizing profusely but I told him it was okay. What else could I do? I was sad though...I hadn't seen him in a week and I went through the hassle of getting ready in the airport bathroom to look cute tonight. I looked down at my new shimmery silver dress and sighed. It wasn't going to get its big debut tonight...unless.
Last time I was home I went to a night club and ended up dancing with a black man named Alton on the dance floor. Dance is word I use loosely...he got very...familiar on the dance floor. He gave me his number for if I was ever back in town. I don't know why I saved his number, but I did. I sent him a text. He responded immediately that he was back at that bar.
I texted my husband that I was going to go meet work friends and quickly paid for my glass of wine before leaving.
I arrived at the bar ten minutes later. It was packed. DJ Night.
Alton told me to meet him at the front area.
He was easy to find because he was so tall. Around him were two other black men, having drinks and laughing. His eyes found mine and lit up. He welcomed me into their circle, spun me around and introduced me to his friends.
"I can't believe you actually came." He said loudly.
Then without warning his hand slapped my ass so hard I yelped. His friends laughed.
"Do you want a drink?" Alton asked.
"No, let's go dance!" I yelled over the music.
He threw a smirk to his buddies and lead me out to the dance floor. He pushed his way through the crowd until we were deep in the sweaty, grinding bodies. Then he wrapped his hands around my hips, pulling me close to him. We locked eyes, he leaned in...and put his mouth on mine. His tongue slipped between my lips and I met him.
We made out on the dance floor as people crashed into us. I felt a hand on my ass that slowly wrapped under my butt cheeks. Down between my thighs from behind. That's when I realized both of Alton's hands were on my hips still. I broke off the kiss and turned around. Alton's friend was behind me smiling. His hand continued up my dress and his fingers rubbed my pussy through my thong. It was electric.
"What's the matter?" Alton asked. I looked back at him and he smiled widely. His friend's fingers pushed my thong aside and one finger slipped inside me. An embarrassingly loud moan left my lips.
Alton leaned in close to my ear. "The only reason you're actually here and reached out to me again is because you want this...so let's just enjoy our night."
I could stop this right now. I could just say no and leave still.
Instead, I looked at him...and nodded.
He leaned in and kissed me again. His friend slipped a second finger inside me. I bent at the waist to give him more access and he started to finger fuck me on the dance floor. I didn't even care who saw. My mind went fuzzy and blank. Then the finger pulled out and they were at my mouth. This was new for me. His fingers smelled like my vagina.
I opened my mouth and he shoved his fingers in. I was tasting myself. When they were wet he pulled out and I could feel him back by my ass again. Now Alton reached down and he slipped a finger in my pussy, pulling me towards him as his friend's now lubricated finger pushed against my asshole.