We were at a nightclub in Maryland during Bike Week, watching the crowd as they danced. We had a nice buzz. There were 2 black guys who were obviously there to enjoy themselves and get lucky. They were having fun with a bachelorette party. The bride-to-be had a shirt with nasty items to be checked off. One of them was "talk dirty to me". The bride-to-be seemed to enjoy all of the nasty little things one guy was whispering in her ear. She appeared to be getting all hot and bothered and started to rub and grind up and down his leg. I guess one of the bridesmaids was looking on and decided to break them up. The bridal party moved on as Mike excused himself to the mens' room, leaving me alone with my thoughts... We both have fantasized about me being asked to dance by a stranger and then a second joining them as they swayed, touched and flirted.
Well, seeing the 2 black guys all alone on the dance floor gyrating and grooving to the beat and feeling a bit "excited" and adventurous from the alcohol and from some of the comments I overheard, I decided to see what could happen.
I moved next to where they were dancing and smiled at them as I swayed to the beat. They checked me out as they moved closer and began to dance with me.
I smiled at them.
They said hi.
I leaned forward so they could me. "Hi! Did you like her t-shirt?"
The shorter of the two responded, "Oh yeah. It was cute."
"Yeah, I heard your comment about the talk-dirty to me box."
He chuckled a bit, but before he could respond, I said "Well, I got a question for you?"
"Oh yeah? What's that?"
"Well, even though I'm not a bride-to-be, would you like to talk dirty to me?" I felt my face get flushed with excitement & nervousness.
The 2 guys chuckled as they surrounded me and started grinding against me and whispering nasty "nothings" in my ear. I felt very slutty and like the cream center of an Oreo cookie sandwiched between these 2 guys.
The first guy said "Oh, I'd love to slide my cock slowly into your hole."
I smiled and asked, "Oooh really? Which one?"
With a bigger grin he said "All of them."
"Mmmmm" with a big smile was my response.
The big guy then said "I want to run my tongue around your nipples and feel them get hard in my mouth so I can suck and chew on them."
This caused me to moan as the three of us bumped and grinded against each other in time to the music.
Then he said "I'd love to grab you by the hair and shove my cock between your lipstick-lined lips."
"Mmmm. You mean that hard thing I feel rubbing against my ass?"
"You know it baby."
I got more and more into it and lost track of where we were and what I was doing. I reached down and started to rub the cock of the shorter guy and also reached back and rubbed the big guy's leg. They were grinding and swaying against me. The guy behind me placed his hands on my hips and then began to rub his hands up and down the front of me, grazing my nipples each time he moved. Boy, I was getting so hot. I reached back with both hands and grabbed his hips. Then I pulled him into me as I pushed my ass back against his stiff cock.
"Oh yeah girl. You want this black cock don'tcha?"
I didn't say anything. I just rubbed and grinded my ass up and down against his pole. Since I wasn't stopping his hands, he placed them both on my tits as he began to rub and squeeze them in front of everyone.
I leaned my head back against him with closed eyes as I enjoyed the feeling of his hands working my tits.
"Oh yeah! You like me squeezing these titties in front of everyone huh? I can't wait to put them into my mouth and chew on your nipples."
I moaned again as the guy in front of me closed in tighter against me. He then placed his hands on my hips. He pulled me back and forth with the music and into his cock and then his friends cock. I spread my legs apart so I could grind my pussy against his cock, rubbing my pussy up and down on his rod. Dry-humping him on the dance floor.
"Look at this. This girl DOES want my cock sliding in and out of her. Don'tcha?"
"Oh God yes."
At this time I noticed that my skirt had ridden up higher and higher so that my panties were visible. The guy behind me grabbed the sides of my skirt and raised it enough so he could see the top of my panties. He then placed his rod between my cheeks as he ground into my ass. I could feel my juices running down my legs as the desire to feel him inside me grew.
The way we danced drew a crowd around us as I was lost in a daze of sexual arousal. The camera guys were making their way around the room and soon zoomed in on our dancing. I looked at the big screen and now saw myself sandwiched between these 2 guys. I got so much more excited by this knowing that every one in the entire club, including my husband, were seeing this white girl being ravished by 2 black men on the dance floor.
I was loving the fact that I was on display with hands on my tits and a cock in front and back of me as I swayed and grinded into their bodies to the music. As I saw myself on the screen, I raised my hands up in the air inviting them closer. They moved in and got so close there was no space between us. I was totally sandwiched in and loving every minute of it. The camera then moved on, but everyone was now moving towards us to get a closer view. The crowd around us was going wild, yelling and hooting for these two black men to "fuck the nice white pussy!"
I then felt my panties pushed to the side as the guy's hand rubbed my ass down to my wet pussy. Before he could slide a finger into me, I pushed away from both of them and said, "Whew! I need a drink to calm down before I get carried away." They both laughed as they walked back to the bar where Mike had been watching everything. The place was much more crowded now. You couldn't move without rubbing against someone.
As we finally reached the bar where Mike was, he could see that glazed look on my face indicating how hot and horny I was. I tried to conceal it, but it was too obvious.
The two guys introduced themselves and ordered drinks for all of us. They both complimented Mike on how good looking and sexy I was. Hearing this caused me to shudder with excitement. But I could sense he wasn't too happy.
"You mad?" I asked. "Well that depends."