Henry’s fingers were under my panties now, sliding along my soaked snatch, rubbing on my clit, sliding through my bush. His other hand was holding my tit. He probed into my vagina with one of his fingers. I swooned from the wonderful sensation. He was finger-fucking me in the midst of a crowded room. It was obvious what he was doing. He didn’t care if others saw us and I was completely under his spell. It was amazing how he could overcome my inhibitions.
He pulled his hand out of my blouse. I should’ve expected it, but I didn’t. With two hands, he pulled my panties off my hips. I thought he was just going to pull them down a little to get better access to my pussy, but he pulled them down over my knees. He kept going and went to the floor. He lifted my one foot, then the other and came back up with my panties in his hand.
“Why did you do that?” I asked, a stupid question.
“I want to play with your pussy.”
“There are people all around. They’ll see.”
“So what. I love you. I want everyone to know it.”
His hand was back between my legs, prompting me to move my feet and open myself to him even more. His fingers were back inside me. His hand was playing with my breasts. My blouse was pulled up and his hand was playing with my breasts.
He said, “When I’m done with you, you won’t have anything left for the guitar player or the black guy. I’m going to fuck you ’til you can’t move.”
“Yeah. You’re all talk.”
Then I felt it. He had freed his cock and it was probing between my legs. I know I should’ve resisted. Everything my mother had taught me meant nothing now. His cock was sliding into me. I didn’t resist; I pushed my pussy back toward him to help him find his target. His wonderful cock slid into me. My dress was hiked up and my ass was on display. I knew others were watching, but I didn’t care. Henry had me so aroused that he could’ve stripped me and fucked me on the dance floor if he wanted to.
His cock felt so good inside me. It had almost been three weeks without sex and I had been suffering withdrawal symptoms. I needed to be fucked. With all the excitement, the alcohol, being with Henry and having him stripping me overcame what little resistance I had. I was totally vulnerable and he was taking advantage of me. It was fantastic; I was getting fucked in public and didn’t care.
I looked around where we were standing. Henry’s friend and roommate Rex was a few feet away, partially turned in our direction, watching the band and us. There were other people we didn’t know watching. A woman had her top off and her date was kissing her. Lois was sitting on Jeremy’s lap on a chair and it was obvious that they were screwing.
It was so hot.
Henry whispered, “Would you like me to get that black guy and have him take a turn.”
I whimpered. I was so hot that the thought of another guy taking Henry’s place was arousing.
Then, he talked to his friend Rex was beside us. I couldn’t hear what he and Henry were saying.
Henry pulled his cock out of me. My cunt was empty, but not for long. A strange hand reached between my legs and the fingers massaged my pussy. It was Rex. Henry had offered him a free feel while he went to the john. Rex’s fingers invaded me, sliding into my vagina. I was too far along to stop anything. I was like a cat in heat, twisting my ass, eager for attention to my needs. Rex was finger-fucking me. I was bent over the bar with my ass lewdly pointing toward him. With my skirt up over my hips, my cunt and my asshole were on display for those around us. Nobody was objecting, they were enjoying the show. Henry was gone; I didn’t know where. With Rex’s fingers inside me, I didn’t really care.
I closed my eyes and rested my head on the bar, closing out all thoughts except for the depraved sexual pleasure I was experiencing.
I didn’t object when another set of fingers replaced Rex’s. I didn’t bother to look. I just pushed my ass into the fingers inside me. Whoever was back there was pumping my vagina with his other hand stroking my clit. I was approaching an orgasm with a stranger’s fingers in my cunt. My skirt fell away. I was lewdly on display, bending over the bar with my legs spread, exposing my ass and my pussy. My pussy was dripping wet.
Then, there was a cock. Someone was putting their dick in my eager cunt and I didn’t care who it was. I was shaking and felt my entire body tense as an orgasm swept through me. The cock pumped for a few strokes and withdrew.
Then, was another cock was sliding into me. I was acting like a complete slut. I began to worry that I was going to get gang-banged. In fact, it was already happening. My skirt had fallen away and I was nude below the waist except for my shoes and an ankle bracelet.
My blouse had been pushed up over my head and down onto my arms, I was naked except for my jewelry and my CFM shoes. I didn’t care. I still wore earrings and a necklace that swayed along with my tits with each pump of my lover’s pelvis.
The kisses on my neck felt familiar. I grasped the hands that were on my breasts. It was Henry who was fucking me, who had stripped me naked and was taking me in a room full of spectators.
I pulled away and turned around, facing him, giving the crowd the full-frontal view of my femine assets. Henry lifted my butt to the edge of the bar and moved between my thighs. He stuffed his cock into me again. I wrapped my legs around him and kissed my lover with all the passion in my soul. His cock felt wonderful inside me. I was stark naked, getting fucked in a room full of people, consumed by animalistic lust.
We were fixated on each other, kissing then looking into each other’s eyes.
I said, “I want you to come inside me. Show these people how you fill my cunt with your cum. I want them to see it dripping out of me.”
He was pumping madly. He said, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Then he asked, “Will you marry me.” It was probably the most unusual public proposal of all time. I’m sure guys have proposed while fucking their future bride, but we were doing it in public.
I squeezed his cock, milking the semen from him. “I won’t answer until you come inside me.”
His cock exploded inside me. Semen poured into me, he’d stored-up a couple of weeks’ worth.
I said, “Yes. I’ll marry you.”
We were both coming. The crowd around us was cheering. The band had finished playing and we were the entertainment for our entire area of the club. Lois took a photo. I was sitting on the bar, naked with my legs wrapped around Henry’s bare ass. His dick was inside me. My tits were pressed into his chest. We were kissing as he flooded me with his cum.
We kissed, both of us exhausted. He gently lowered me to the ground. Suddenly, I was embarrassed by my nudity. All these people were seeing my tits and my naked pussy. I saw some cell phones and imagined that I would be popular on the internet and with friends of those in attendance.
I found my skirt and Lois gave me my blouse. I didn’t bother with underwear. What was the point, although it was uncomfortable to have Henry’s cum dripping out of me. I chugged another drink and sat in a vacant chair. My head was swimming. It was all overwhelming.
Lois took my hand and led me to the ladies’ room. Most of the women were congratulating me.
I looked at Lois and asked, “Am I dreaming or did I just agree to marry Henry?”
She laughed and said, “Yes you did.”
“And did I just get stripped and fucked in a room full of people?”
“You were magnificent, better than any porno. It was a live sex show and you were the star.”
I went in a peed and wiped some of the dripping cum from my pussy.
When I came out, Lois escorted me back to our space behind the little bar. The band had finished and people were leaving.
I kissed Henry and he asked, “I hope you meant it and weren’t just saying yes to get off.”
I said, “You asked me to marry you, didn’t you?”
“I did.”
“Did you mean it?”
“I did.” Then he said, “You said yes, did you mean it.”
I said, “With all my heart. Yes.”
We hustled out of there. Henry drove us home. He took me to bed. We stripped, but just held each other. We were too exhausted to have sex. We fell asleep holding each other, naked and sweaty. It felt good to have my lovers cum dripping out of my pussy.
We were engaged and were married two months later. Henry bought me a nice ring and all that.
I learned that Rex was the other guy who fucked me after some stranger had fingered me. It was no big deal because we have become very close friends with Rex and his wife Kaye. We’ve swapped with them and also with Lois and Jeremy. Perhaps the best part of that arrangement is that Lois and I get together about once a month when our schedules align. She has the sweetest pussy. Even Henry admits to liking her snatch almost as much as mine.
We haven’t repeated anything like what we did that night in the club and were lucky we didn’t get arrested or thrown out. I was horny and vulnerable and I vividly remember that night, most of it anyway.