Looking for trouble
My wife rarely goes out. A few months ago, she went out with a bunch of the gals from work on a Friday night. One of the ladies was going to get married (this was the second go around for marriage) and this was sort of an informal bachelorette party. The average age for the group is 40, so you wouldn't think they could get too wild. They ended up going to dinner then hitting a favorite bar afterward. On the way to the bar, they all decided that it would be "fun" if they each would take off their bras before they went into the bar. The rules were everyone had to do it, and the bras stayed in the car. After some discussion, and reluctance on the part of some (including my wife) the group agreed. They all reached in under their tops and pulled their bras off. What made the whole thing a bit exciting was the fact that since none of them had planned to go braless, a few of them were wearing tops that didn't leave much to the imagination without a bra underneath. My wife happened to be one. She had worn a sweater that night with a very loose weave (there were gaps you could see through). In addition to this, they each had to dance one dance with a strange man while at the bar. None of them could leave until this had been completed by everyone. My wife was pretty self conscious about her nipples maybe sticking out between the loops of her sweater, so she began to drink a little more than usual. The other ladies drank a bit too much too, so everyone was getting pretty relaxed as the night went on. Slowly, one by one, men would come up and ask one of them to dance. Finally, one guy came over and asked my wife - she accepted, of course, so she could get her bit done for the group. She went out to the dance floor with the guy and began to shake her booty. Pretty soon he chimed in and told her he, "liked her sweater." She didn't know exactly how to respond and decided to go with the flow . . . "you like the sweater," she asked, "or what you can see under it?" "You caught me," he said. "It's what I can almost see underneath that I like." She told him that it was kind of embarassing that everyone could see through her sweater. Then he said, "you can't see through it, just bits and pieces, it just gives you a good idea of what's there." She finished the dance and at the end told him thank you. Then they both went back to their tables. Not everyone in the group had danced with a guy yet, so they had to stay a while longer. Finally, all the drinks hit my wife and she had to go to the ladies room. On the way out of the bathroom, she ran into the guy she had danced with earlier. He was a pretty confident guy, maybe ten years younger than her (she's 45). He stopped her and said, "you know, women just don't come to places like this wearing what you're wearing and not want to show it off. Why don't you give me a full look at what's under that sweater?" She was shocked at first, then figured that everyone could see almost that much without her trying. "OK," she told him. "But not here in the hall. Come outside to the back parking lot and I'll give you a quick look." Then she began to walk toward the door. He took her lead and followed. She thought it might be fun to give this younger guy a cheap thrill, and no harm would be done. She took him around to the back of the building where there weren't many cars. "You don't see anyone around, do you? she asked. "Nope. Just us," he told her. And with that she lifted her sweater up over her tits and let them hang free for him to see. Before she knew it, his hands were on her tits. She instinctfully brought her arms down and told him, "No." "Come on," he told her. "I just want to touch them for a bit." She looked around and saw some trees at the back of the lot and told him they'd have to go over there for that, and that he could only touch them for a bit - then they would have to go back in the bar. They walked over to the trees and got behind them just in case a car pulled into the lot. She could tell he was pretty eager to feel an older woman's tits, so she decided to give him an extra treat. She grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it off over her head. She stood their topless, holding the sweater in one hand and said, "now you've got plenty of room to maneuver." He moved right in and began to feel her tits. He quickly moved from feeling her tits to rubbing her nipples. This was starting to get her very horny, so she pulled away. "What's wrong?" he asked. She tried to think quickly, and all she could come up with was, "this doesn't seem fair." You're getting the entire show. Don't I get to see anything?" He immediately unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. My wife was shocked, to say the least, but she was just horny enough from this guy rubbing her bare nipples, that she walked over to him and started to massage his penis. He in turn reached up and again begain to rub and gently pinch her nipples. As he did this, her massaging quickly turned into her jacking him off. His cock began to grow and was hard in no time. She continued to pump him as he began to kiss her on the mouth. Then he reached down and put his hand up her mini skirt. She didn't fight him as he rubbed her pussy through her panties. She eventually pulled her skirt up to give him better access. He followed her lead, and began to pull her panties down, stopping when they got to the bottom of her crotch just long enough to rub her pubic hair for a bit. Then he grabbed them with both hands and pulled them off, kneeling as he brought them down to her ankles. As she stepped out of her panties he pushed his face into her hairy bush. He soon found her clit with his toungue and began to lick it, working his toungue back and forth over it. She spread her legs for him to continue and ran her hands through his hair as he licked her snatch. He soon brought a hand up to her pussy and began to work a couple of his fingers in and out of her. She wasn't stupid, and figured out where this was going to go. She looked down and told him, "if you're going to fuck me, then you'd better go back inside and buy a condom in the bathroom. You're not getting inside me without a rubber." He agreed, stuffed his cock back inside his pants, and went into the bar to buy a condom from the dispenser in the men's restroom. To my wife's amazement, he didn't come back alone. He was with another guy, a very large black man. "What's going on," she asked. "It's up to you, but I thought maybe you might like to really have an experience tonight. My friend her has always wanted to do an older white woman. I thought maybe you might help him out. Besides, you ever seen a cock this big before, lady?" he asked her. The black guy wasted no time, and pulled out his huge cock. It was big even though it was still mostly limp. She couldn't imagine how big it would be when it got hard. "I'll go as far as helping you get it hard," she told the black guy. "Then you can watch your friend and I." She did as she promised, and reached over and began to jerk his cock off. As she pumped his flacid shaft, it began to grow hard, until it was bulging out at her at least 10 inches. She stopped a little bit after his cock was good and hard. "You help it out now," she told him. Then looking over at the white guy said, "you'd better get that rubber on before I change my mind." She lay back on her sweater with her legs spread and her knees in the air. The white guy quickly openend the condom package and rolled the rubber over his swollen cock. He was on top of my wife in no time, pushing the head of his cock through her massive black haired bush and into ther wet pussy. "Hurry and get it in me," she said. "I don't want anyone to see this." He finished shoving his cock into her and began to fuck her as she asked. He was fucking like she was a whore paid by the hour and he didn't want to break the bank. The black guy was jacking off as he watched his buddy stick it to my wife. She looked over at him while she was getting fucked and could see that he wanted a piece of her too. As she neared orgasm, she asked the black guy if he had a condom too. He told her he didn't, but that he'd get one. "No," she told him. "There's no time." Then she looked at the white guy fucking her and said, "you brought him out here, so you're going to give him a shot too. Don't go long enough to shoot your load. Pull out in plenty of time before that happens and let your buddy use the condom." "It aint much good if I don't get to cum," he panted to her. "I'll make sure you finish another way," she said. Both men agreed, and the white guy fucked her for another minute, then pulled out. My wife lay there coming down from an orgasm while she watched the white guy peel off the sticky condom and hand it to his friend. The black guy didn't hesitate, and stretched the wrinkled rubber over his cock, then took the place of his white friend. He was much bigger than the other guy, so he had to work his cock into her a little at a time. "Good thing I had your friend first to loosen it up a little. You would have never got that into me without that," she told him as he inched his huge penis deep into her throbbing wet pussy. Unlike his friend, she told him to take it slow because he was so big. "I don't want to rip, so take it easy," she said. He pumped his huge member in and out of her pussy as she groaned with every stroke. She soon motioned the white guy back over and told him, "it's time for you to finish." She turned her head to the side, grabbed his cock and pulled it into her mouth. This was the first time she had ever sucked a cock after it had been inside her, and she was surprised that she didn't gag on her own pussy juice. Then she remembered he'd been wearing a condom, so there wasn't much of her on his cock. He must have been pretty close when he came over to her because she didn't have him in her mouth for more than a few seconds when he blew his load down her throat. She'd only ever tasted small amounts of pre-cum before, never a full load of sperm. She liked the salty flavor of the sticky liquid, and swallowed each load he squirted into her mouth. This must have proved too much for the black to watch. As the white guy pumped my wife's mouth full of his hot love juice, she could feel the black guy tense up. It wasn't long before he began to grunt, then he jammed his cock all the way into her and shouted over and over, "oh baby, oh baby, I'm shooting my load for you, oh baby." My wife pulled his ass cheecks toward her forcing his cock in even further as he pumped his load into the condom. He finished, and just as he was pulling out of her the group of gals she had been with found them in the back. They watched in silence as the white guy pulled his cock out of my wife's mouth, his sperm trickling out of the corners of her mouth. Then the black guy eased his penis out of her pussy, the condom now hanging loosly around his shrinking cock, the full receptacle tip drooping below the head, filled with sticky white sperm. They group of gals didn't say much as the two guys put their pants on and headed back to the bar. They helped my wife get up, helped her clean her mouth and pussy with some moist towelettes (women carry everything) and walked her over to the car. That's how I found out. A couple of the gals were over one night, and I listened in on the conversation while they thought I was out of the room. If the whole thing didn't excite me so much, I'd be mad. Now I just need to figure out a way to ask my wife to do it again, but let me watch this time!
