I am a little afraid to put this story out there, as I feel like I come off as quite a slut...But, you guys on here have all been really nice to me and I hope you'll enjoy this little remembrance. It happened about 6 years ago, right around my birthday (I turned 28 that year).
Back then I looked similar to now, average height, long smooth legs, and nice round boobs. My hair was died a reddish blond rather than its natural blond. I had just broken up with my long time boyfriend, and I was living in a new city where I didn't have many friends. As I had no one to lean on me and the city just reminded me of him, I decided to take off to Vegas for a weekend so I could be wild and relax at the same time.
To get ready, I went shopping and invested in short little dress for the clubs and the casinos, and some sexy g-strings and a bra. I'd like to think I wasn't planning on being a dirty girl, but thinking back to the clothes I bought, I must have been feeling especially "fun". I ended up with a great little red and black dress that barely covered my ass (and my ass was totally bare because the g-string covered nothing!) The bra really pushed up my boobs, and once I was in the dress my ass and tits were basically asking to be touched.
The first day in Vegas was relaxing, and I spent most of the time at the pool. Two guys were really watching me closely, both a lot older than me. One was kind of cute, with graying hair and a nice body, but his friend was fat and hairy. Not that that is a total turn off for me, but he was also a pig and I watched him checking out every girl who walked by and heard him say some pretty rude things to them. I knew my old bikini was a little loose on the bottom, and I had to adjust it a few time to keep my pussy covered. He must have been watching closely, because every time I adjusted, his eyes zeroed right in on my crotch. I am sure he must have seen my little pink lips at least once, and he was definitely able to tell I was totally shaved.
I left the pool as the evening approached and decided to head out to the clubs. I showered and then outfitted myself in my little dress. As soon as I put it on I knew I was in trouble. I bent over in front of the mirror, and everything was on display. From the front, my nipples were almost visible, and knowing they were so near the top of the dress turned me on, which hardened them so that it was obvious what I was feeling. It was at that moment that I knew going to a club would lead to strange guys touching me. That thought was enough to make me head out immediately...I kept thinking of strangers' hands caressing me through my dress, and random fingers bravely reaching under my skirt to get inside me. I wasn't picturing sex, just being touched.
I was bored in my room, so I left for the club earlier than most people, and when I walked in there were a lot of guys, and very few women. I decided to just have fun, so I walked out to the dance-floor and started dancing by myself. Within a few minutes, a young guy approached me and started dancing near me. He was about six feet tall, with a decent tan, but he had a dorky look to him that I liked. He caught my eye, and we were soon grinding together. I was having a fun and forgot how short my dress was, but all of a sudden I could feel cool air on my ass. He was behind me grinding into me, and he had slid my dress up so the bottom of may butt was touching him. I could feel his hands rubbing my cheeks, but instead of stopping him I grinded right up against him. Soon, other guys were near us and they were all watching as he slid my dress up further and turned me around. I felt like a piece of meat on display. This guy didn't even know me, and he was showing me off to a bunch of total strangers!
We continued to dance like that and he made a few attempts at kissing me, but I wouldn't let him...He tried to ask me my name, but even that I held back. All he could have was my body. He figured this out when I deflected his fourth or fifth kiss, and he pushed me towards a corner. The corner was off the main dance-floor, but it was right next to a couch and table, and there were four guys drinking on the couch. My boy didn't care, and backed me into the wall. He tried for one more kiss, but I shook my head. He grunted and then grabbed my ass tightly and then slapped it. He looked into my eyes expecting another "no" like when he tried to kiss me, but I just smiled.
He got the point, and as one hand fondled my ass, he slid his other hand to the front. He slid my panties to the side, and pushed his finger in and started fingering me right there. He got four fingers in easily (I was sopping wet!), and he began just jamming his fingers into my pussy and pinching my clit hard. I was loving it!
We had slid down the wall and were soon right next to the guys on the couch. They started cheering, and I looked over and realized that they were just staring at my exposed slit and the fingers going into it. This gave me an idea, so I pulled free and sat down in the middle of the couch. I felt kind of mean, but I was on autopilot by now (I had also had about six shots), and I just waved by to the first boy. He did not know what to do, but as soon as I turned to the guy sitting next to me and kissed him, he got the idea and headed back to the dance-floor alone.
"Like what you saw?" I asked the group.
They just smiled and nodded, and I asked if they wanted to feel. In what seemed like no time, two of the guys were on their knees in front of me, and the two on either side of me had already pulled my panties to the side. It was like they were just showing my pussy off to the guys on the ground. I was too drunk to remember exactly who did what, but there was a lot of touching and some licking of my pussy, and at least two of the guys slid their beer bottles into me. I was really getting wet and having fun, but I was also really drunk, and it didn't take long for one of the bouncers to see what was going on. I saw him from a few feet away. I can clearly recall that there was a beer bottle being jammed into me and hands on my breasts when he caught us. He watched for a minute until the beer bottle was removed, and then he came over and shined his light on us (first he shined it right on my pussy and then my face).
The bouncer could tell I was drunk, and he kicked the guys out and put me in a cab. I think he was the only guy who didn't try to get a free feel that night! Of course, he did carry me out, so I wouldn't be surprised if he did, indeed, stick a finger in me, seems like most guys will when they get a chance.
I may have been drunk, but I was sober enough to recall my hotel, and before I knew it I was back in my room. It was still early, and my drunken mind told me I should go back out. I knew I was too drunk to go anywhere far, so I decided to head down to the casino. I decided not to change, even though my dress was a little too slutty for the casino.
As soon as I came downstairs, I knew I had made a mistake. The lights, sounds and crowd gave me an instant headache and I got wobbly on my feet. Luckily, before I fell over, two strong arms caught me from behind. As I turned I saw the two older guys from the pool that afternoon (the afternoon seemed like an eternity ago by then...). The cute guy was the one who caught me, and he introduced himself as Dave and his friend (the fat and hairy guy) as Chad.
"You look like you need to sit down." Dave said.
I nodded lazily and he put his arm around me while Chad headed towards the elevator. I suddenly realized that they were probably not bringing me to my room.
"Are you stying here?" I asked Dave.
"Yes, we have a room on the 10th floor. You should see the view." He responded.
Again, I nodded lazily. My brain was remarkably clear despite the slowness of my body. I knew that they wanted to bring me to their room, and that they wanted to do things to me.
"Just you." I whispered to Dave.
He smiled and said, "He'll be in the room you know."
"I don't mind what he sees, but I'm not interested in him." I said.
I was hoping that we'd go to their room, I'd end up hooking up with Dave and Chad would watch me get naked and leave before Dave and I got into it.
We entered their room, and I immediately felt a little unsure. The view was of a parking lot, so I had no illusions that Dave was an honest guy. He sat down and patted the bed next to him. Chad sat across from us in a chair. Without saying a word, Dave cupped my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress. With just a gentle press he slid my dress down and displayed my bra. In one move he pulled it down and I sat there in these strange guys' room half naked.
