I think this will be a fairly short story. It’s about something that happened to me in New York City. I travel there probably 3 or 4 times a year.
On one of my trips I ended up taking the Subway during rush hour. I hadn’t done that before and was impressed with how many people pack onto a train at the same time. You truly do feel like a sardine in a tin. Well while on the train, packed in like that, I felt a hand start rubbing my butt. I couldn’t even turn to see who it was or move away from it. It lasted for a couple of stops and then was over. You can always feel people pressed up against you, but hadn’t had someone actually do anything like that before. I found myself thinking about that experience over the next few months and found it to be kind of erotic. I decided on my next trip to NYC to try something a little bit daring to see what would happen.
On my next trip to NYC, I finished my business a little early one day and went back to my hotel to change and try my adventure. I wore a miniskirt that ended just below my butt with no underwear and a very loose fitting top with no bra. The top had no sleeves and very large scooped arm openings. I could feel my breasts bouncing freely under the shirt as I walked; my nipples tightened up as I thought of what I was about to do. The stop was only a couple of blocks from my hotel and I checked the map to determine where I would take the subway. I didn’t want to end up in a bad part of the city. Being raped was certainly not in my plans. I decided to take the train down from midtown to Wall Street and then back again, it seemed to be a pretty safe route. When I got on the train, I made it a point to remain standing and grabbed onto one of those handles that hang from the ceiling.
While holding my arm above my head, holding onto that handle like that, my breasts were totally exposed to anyone on the side of me. They could see right in the armhole of my blouse and through to the other side. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that several men were enjoying the view and again my nipples got hard at the thought of these strangers checking me out. Other than that though the ride was pretty uneventful.
No one touched me other than the normal jostling that occurs on every train when people are that packed in. I made it all the way to Wall Street and finally got off the subway and crossed over the platform to the other side for the trip back uptown. I was disappointed, I had really been looking forward to this adventure and so far it was turning into a dud. The people at this stop were much better dressed in suits and such. I didn’t really expect too much here even if they were mostly men getting on the train. The train seemed to be even more packed if that was possible.
WOW! What a bachelor party! I never in my wildest dreams would’ve thought that I would actually have an opportunity to take on 15 guys at the same time! When I walked into the room and was greeted by all those tipsy guys, I knew my fun was just about to begin.
I must admit I was a little nervous at first after all it was only the third bachelor party I had ever done, but the others were different. I had someone with me. This time I was the star attraction. Talk about pressure!
The guys seemed to be extremely turned on by what I was wearing. When I took off my coat, I had nothing on but a black lace teddy with black stockings and hi-heel shoes. 15 cocks stood at attention immediately at the sight of me standing there in just my teddy and stockings. I must admit it didn’t take long for me to lose my fear of being a success that night. I knew when the guys all gathered round me that everything was gonna be just fine.
As I started to unzip the pants of the groom-to-be, everyone else in the room followed my lead. Within minutes I had 15 guys naked from the waist down forming a line. All of their cocks were standing at attention. Of course the groom-to-be was gonna get his first after all he was what the party was all about.
This is a 100% true story, only some of the names have been changed to avoid embarrassing our friends. This is my first attempt at writing a story, but I thought this was just too good to keep to myself.
My name is Eugene and my wife is Marie, I am 55 and Marie is 35. She is about 5’5″ and about 160 Lbs. But carries it pretty well. We have been married 8 years and have been enjoying the swinging scene for 3 years now. We started trying to meet guys online but found that most of the time single guys were a no-show for whatever reason. We did meet a few great guys and had some wonderful times, but wanted more. We joined a swingers club and attended a few parties and met some really good guys and couples and enjoyed some great sex. This really enhanced our own sex lives tremendously.
Marie has also developed a great attitude towards exhibitionism also and has started wearing really revealing dresses and never wears panties anymore, even when going shopping, hoping someone will see her shaved cunt on the escalator at the mall. We have also been going to adult arcades and theaters and playing some. It was at a theater I noticed that she was taking a good look at some of the black cocks that were being jerked off around her.
Let me say here that we were both raised in an almost 100% white area of Arkansas and were taught from a very young age that associating with blacks was taboo.
Marie was starting to fantasize about having a black cock inside her, but would only talk about it for a few minutes then would say that it was something she didn’t think she could ever actually do. Meanwhile I started chatting online with a black guy ( I’ll call him M)from a town nearby, telling him that she was not ready to cross the line yet but when she was ready I hoped he was there.
I met Lori in college. We met through a mutual friend and we hit it off right away. We both loved to fuck and we couldn’t get enough of each other. We married after a couple years and continued to have great sex. Knowing how Lori loved to fuck, I figured she had a lot of guys before me. She is good looking and loves to flirt. I would ask Lori about her previous guys during sex and she told me about some wild times she had. She said a friend told her once that she would never be married because she can not be satisfied by just one guy. The stories made me very hot and I told her how I would love to watch her sometime with another guy. She seemed turned on by the idea so I pushed her to tell me what guys turned her on. She finally told me that she is very turned on by bikers and my buddy Chuck made her wet.
One night when I knew we would be alone for the night, I called Chuck and invited him over for dinner. I told him that Lori liked bikes and that maybe he could give her a ride after dinner since I do not own a motorcycle. He gladly accepted and I went to tell Lori. I was worried that Lori would be nervous and back out, but she seemed very excited when I told her. She made a nice dinner before Chuck got here and then ran in to change when she heard his bike pull up.
I invited Chuck in and got us a couple beers. I was shocked when Lori came out in a little black skirt and a low cut top. Chuck liked her also as he got up and hugged her. She sat on the couch between us and I was getting very excited. Lori told me to get her a drink and I could hear her flirting and laughing with him as I moved slowly to get her drink.We ate dinner and had a couple more drinks. After dinner Lori said “Come with me Chuck,he can clean the kitchen”. I watched them walk in the living room as I started to wash the dishes. I could hear them laughing and I peeked in and saw them on the couch, sitting pretty close. Her feet were up on th coffee table and I got a peek off her sexy green thong.
As i am cleaning the kitchen, Lori pokes her head in and says “Chuck wants to take me for a ride on his motorcycle, I am going to change”. I saw Chuck walk down past the bedroom to the bathroom. Lori told me later that she let Chuck get a “peek” of her thong, by “forgetting” to close the door and waiting to pull up her pants until she heard him come out of the bathroom. Lori came out in a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt because it was cool out that evening.
I was very excited and did not know what to say. Lori came in the kitchen and kissed me on the cheek and said she wouldn’t be to long. I said ok and then watched at the window as she mounted the bike and put her arms around Chuck. They rode off and I could see her getting closer after they started. I finished the kitchen and popped in a porno. I figured she would be hot to fuck when they got back and i hoped to watch her fuck my buddy. I waited a couple hours and was not sure what to think. Where did they go? A long ride or what?