That was my first time in Paris. The city was everything I thought it would be. Beautiful buildings, beautiful scenery with beautiful men and women. Standing among the Parisian, my 5 ft 2 height made me look extremely petite and vulnerable.
Despite my petite frame, I am pretty in my own way. I have long, straight, silky black hair that flows to just above my waist. Big, round black eyes and red sensual lips. I'm extremely proud of my 36C-24-36 figures and I like wearing clothes that show off my ample breasts. Oh, did I mention, I'm a 25 years old Chinese gal.
Anyway, I was glad to be in Paris. Although it was a business trip, I extended my stay by 2 more days so that I could do some sightseeing. That was my last second day in Paris, as I bid goodbye to my co-workers, I started to get dressed for the day.
The weather was great. Although it was mid-October, the air was cool with occasional warm sunlight. Perfect for a day out. I carefully chose my outfit for the day. I want to look as sophisticated as the Parisian ladies I saw on the street, with a touch of feminine.
I threw on a brown silk blouse and a black skirt that falls just above my knees. Underneath the blouse, I wore a black push-up bra that pushes my tits even higher and feeling adventurous that day, I decided not to wear any panties.
I looked at myself one last time in the full-length mirror in the hotel room, smiling at the image I saw, threw on my trench coat and hit the street.
It was a Thursday afternoon; the metro was filled with working people from all over the city. I seldom take any train when I'm back home in Singapore, so I really enjoy taking the metro. As I stepped into the train, I could feel eyes on me. Men of all ages were looking at me, or more correctly, at my breasts. My blouse that was only buttoned up to just above my breasts shows my cleavage clearly. I was secretly glad that I'm attracting some attention on the other halves of the planet.
The train was packed and I had to stand. I could hardly reach the bar above for balance and was glad that there are people in front and behind me to stop me from falling over. Being so short, I could hardly see other people except for the two men that stood in front and behind me.
As the train rocked and I was trying hard to balance myself without pushing onto the people around me, I felt something hard behind me. I knew the feeling; it was the feeling of a hard cock. I could feel how big it is as the man behind pushes against me. I tilted my head a little to catch a glimpse of the man. He was a big black guy, about 6ft2.
I could feel him rubbing his cock against my back. Then suddenly, I feel a hand reach under my blouse, unclasp my bra in a swift motion and started kneading my breasts. I looked around for help but my height prevented the other passengers to notice what's happening. I wanted to shout for help but something stopped me. I realized that I was enjoying the thrill and excitement by all that was happening.
The hand continues kneading my breasts. Then, he took my right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and started to twist and pinch my nipple. The sensation was overwhelming. I bit on my lower lip to stop myself from moaning. But my breathing was getting heavier and my breasts move with me drawing in every breath.
Suddenly, I realized that the man standing in front of me was watching everything. He was also a black guy. Shorter than the one behind me but very well built. He had quite nice features; actually, I did find him kinda handsome. He grinned as our eyes met. It hit me then that they knew each other. Just then, I felt another hand reach me from behind. The guy behind me was twisting and pinching both my nipples while pushing his cock against my back.
Grinning at me, the guy in front suddenly pulled my skirt up to my waist. His eyes widen when he saw me naked under the skirt. I could feel cool air blowing against my asscheeks and my pussy. I was nervous by his sudden move and looked around only to notice that the others on the train were oblivious to all that were happening.
The guy in front started rubbing my clit with his thumb as he slipped two fingers easily into my already wet pussy. He saw his fingers in and out, not forgetting to rub my clit as he pull out. The hands on my breasts harden his grips and twitch my nipples really hard. I gasp for air as I feel waves of pleasure.
The fingers in my pussy were moving faster and faster and the thumb was applying more pressure on my clit. I could not hold on any longer. Hard orgasm hit me and my body shook as I feel the pleasures all through my body. I could feel my cunt juice dripping down my thigh. I could not care for anything else, I needed to be fucked.
I reached for the zip in front of me and pulled it down. That was the biggest cock I'd ever seen all my life. It was at least 9 inched long, thick and black. I never had a black cock before, and the sight of such a huge one excites me.
I stated stroking it, holding it in my hand, I stroked it in fast movement. I guided it to my very wet pussy. I had to tiptoe and I could see the man bending a little so that he could put his cock in my pussy.
As his big cock pushes against my pussy lips, one hand had moved from my breasts to my anus. As the cock tried to push its head past my tight pussy lips, I could feel two fingers probing my asshole. Without warning, the huge cock pushes through my pussy lips and with one hard single stroke; the man pushes his cock all the way in me. The pain was unbearable, but I was enjoying it at the same time. The feeling of the huge cock in my pussy was too good.
Suddenly. I felt something hard pushing against my asshole and I panicked. I never had anal sex before, much less being fucked behind by a cock that big.
I tried to shift my body to escape the attack from behind but the two men held me tight and the man behind pushed right into my ass. He started sawing in and out and the pain was killing me.
Like some well-collaborated musicians, the two men started sawing their penises in and out of my pussy and my ass. The pain eventually turned into a strange pleasant sensation.
I could feel myself cumming. And within a few more strokes, I was shaking as hard orgasms hit me, waves after waves. Just then, I could feel the two cocks stiffen in my body. Separated by a thin layer of tissue, the two cocks exploded almost at the same time, shooting loads of cum right into my womb and bowel.
That sent another waves of orgasm through me. As I was recovering from my waves of pleasure, I felt the two limp cocks being withdrawn from my cunt and ass. A soft pop could be heard as the cock was pulled out from my asshole. The hand on my breasts gave my right nipple a one last hard twist before it was removed. The two men zipped up and pushed past the crowd and out of the train at the next station.
I was left in a daze on the train. Still recovering from the sensation I'd felt minutes ago. I cleared my head a little and just in time to alight at my stop. As I stepped out of the train, I could feel globs of cum combined with my cunt juice slipping down my thigh.
I quickly made my way to the nearest restroom to clean myself up and to clasp my bra back. As I walked out of the restroom, a smile of satisfaction spread across my face. I looked around at the black men around me and started wondering how big their cocks are. You know what, I'm just gonna go find out by myself.
The End.
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My name is Michelle. I am a 21-year-old Chinese - American currently living in Los Angeles. I am 5ft 1in tall and weigh 95 lbs. I have long waist-length black hair. This past August I had broken up with my boyfriend of 2 years, an LAPD motorcycle officer, and quit my part time job teaching gymnastics to school age children, and visited my sister and her husband in Connecticut. I planned on staying for about a month.
My sister Kim works at a local Indian casino as a dealer and husband Mike is a cop. They live in a nice condominium complex with a pool and fitness center. My first week there we visited the local New England sights and I'd spent a couple of days at the casino while she worked. The second week I mainly hung around the pool during the day working on my tan.
The regulars there were mainly retirees and an occasional mother with her child so I was quite comfortable wearing my thong, in fact I enjoyed teasing some of the older men who stared openly at me.
On my third week there my sister had to work the midnight shift from 8pm to 430am. Mike took me aside and told me that on Thursday night it was his turn to have his buddies over to play cards and asked if I would help him with drinks and snacks. Of course I said sure I'd love to.
He said it wouldn't tell his friends I would be there, he wanted to surprise them and asked me to wear something sexy. I said it sounded like fun and told him I could wear my bikini top, which is very skimpy and barely covers my nipples, and my cut off jeans, which are cut so short I usually wear them only as a cover up over my bikini. But this time I wouldn't anything under them [which I didn't tell Mike, I knew he would be pleasantly surprised].
Well Thursday night arrived and I wore my outfit with a pair of high-heeled sandals. Mike was very pleased with my outfit and told me I looked sexy as hell. Now I am not the most voluptuous woman but I do have a nice body. My measurements are 32b-19-33 with boobs that are always described as perky with prominent nipples, a pierced belly button and a tattoo on my ankle of Chinese characters, which mean sexy in Chinese.
Mike's friends began arriving at 8. Howard was a tall good looking police sergeant, Ron is a pit boss at the casino and Carl is a high school phys ed teacher. Mike introduced me to them and they were more than friendly, profusely complimenting me telling me how cute and sexy I was. I was eating up the attention.
They sat down at the small table and started their game and I started serving them snacks and drinks, mainly beer. Although a good part of my butt was clearly visible I was careful to keep the front of my jeans adjusted so my pussy wasn't exposed. I did enjoy bouncing in and out of the room giving my ass a little extra wiggle and my boobs a little bounce. Mike then had me bring out the tequila and they all had a round of shots.
Howard offered me a shot, which I did, and the another. Two shots of tequila definitely has an effect on me and I was feeling a little loose and giggly. Howard then told me he would give me 50 dollars if I took off my top I glanced at Mike and he shrugged as if to say its ok with him. I said ok and undid my top and dropped it to the floor.
They all the began commenting on my breasts and of course my nipples instantly became quite erect. I was getting turned on and enjoyed the attention. I then cleared off the table and went to get a new round of beers bouncing in and out of the room feeling incredibly sexy. I had broken up with my boyfriend in June and had not been with another man since. I found myself rubbing my pussy in the kitchen whenever I had to get something for them and I was getting wet.
The guys had another round of shots and I did too. Howard then told me he would give me 100 dollars to take of my bottom. By this time I was a bit tipsy and a feeling very horny and sexy and immediately said yew without even looking at Mike.
I unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall to the floor. The immediate reaction was gasps, whoops and whistles as my shaved pussy was there for all to see. I was standing there completely naked and did a 360-degree spin to give them the full view.
They were amazed at my smooth little pussy. I never had much hair down there so it has always been easy for me to keep it smooth and clean-shaven. There is not hint of any stubble. I've always been told it looks like a little girl's pussy.
By this time my pussy was visibly damp and my clitoris was protruding, pink and very visible. They all wanted a closer look at my clit and I obliged them by parting my legs a little more and moving closer to their chairs. I was so turned on by their words and eyes I had to run into the kitchen to compose myself but instead I couldn't help fingering my pussy while in the kitchen.
When I returned Howard asked if I would be his good luck charm for the next hand and sit on his lap. I happily agreed to do it and eased myself on his lap, straddling his left leg facing the table while the cards were dealt. I felt his hardness through us pants as I slowly rubbed myself on his pant leg. Howard won the hand. I think they let him win...and I got up to clear the table.
When I got up Howard immediately let out yell, stood up and displayed to all present a large wet spot and the leg of his khakis where I had been sitting. I went into my shy embarrassed routine, which I have perfected and ran into the kitchen.
When I returned Howard asked me to come over and stand next to him where he then stuck rather large middle finger in my cunt. He finger fucked me for a few seconds, pulled out his finger and displayed it, dripping wet for all to see. He then smelled it and licked off my juices. They all wanted a taste and I went around to each of them and each inserted a finger in my cunt, pulled it out and licked it clean.
This was more than I could stand and went over to Howard and took his hand. I led him over to the sofa and sat him down. Then I knelt down in front of him and undid his belt and eased his pants down, exposing long thick veiny cock with its bulbous brown head. I grasped in my fist and slowly started jerking it off, while licking and then sucking the big head.
Then I got up on the sofa with my back to him, facing the other guys and slowly lowered myself onto the big cock. I wanted to give them a good show so I slowly began riding the big dick for all to see, occasionally stopping to take it out to show them the big wet cock that was all the way inside my little pussy. They were spellbound, their mouths open, almost drooling. This was the most exciting thing I had ever done. I was in a kind of sexual daze.
Howard then spun me around so I was now facing him still impaled on his cock and he began pumping me. I held on to his neck and rested my head on his shoulder as he kept up his long steady strokes. He then grasped each of my ass cheeks and spread them, exposing my asshole to their drooling stares. He wet his finger with my juices and began fingering my asshole in rhythm with his thrusting. He popped his finger out, spread my cheeks again and asked why nobody was fucking that ass yet.
I was wondering the same thing myself as I heard Mike say he had some condoms and Carl said he would love to go first. The next thing I felt was Carl's cock at the entrance to my back door. He slowly eased it in and began fucking it in time to Howard's fucking my pussy. I was delirious, cumming non-stop, squealing with pleasure.
Carl finally came and just as Howard was about to come he flipped my over on my back and started cumming on my face, then stuck it in my mouth where he finished squirting his hot cum down my throat. He then took his softening cock and used the head to spread the cum all over my face. I was in heaven.
I laid there on with my legs wide open for a few more minutes while I came back to reality and took a long hot shower before returning to help clean up and send everyone home.
Howard and Carl asked me to spend the weekend at the house they share nearby and I definitely plan to take them up on their offer.
END
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I am an Asian married lady of 36, and my husband comes from a white Presbyterian family who didn't really approve of our marriage. By reading this story, please don't think we have had no bad experiences or troubles. All is never rosy all the time. A great outside-the-home sexual experience may also have an ingredient or two that wasn't nice. No one wants to hear too much about that. So I write about what pleased me.
Some quick background: We didn't start out this way, but through role playing, fantasies, fantasy reading, etc., my husband and I both developed a fascination for other men (strange men) having sex with me and then my husband listening to my adventure and having sex with me afterward. His most explicit fantasy is for me to dress slutty, heavy on the lipstick, and have sex with a stranger, then come right home for him to get on top of me and do all the same things before I clean up. My fantasy is to have sex with other men and to broaden my experiences with men, but it wouldn't matter quite as much as to the extreme of my dress.
And so...
On this particular summer evening in July of last year, my getting-ready started in the same way. It was Friday night which is the best night for dance lounge visits - crowded, standing room only, live music, dimly lit dance area, easy to share the spotlight with other women and girls who were dressed sexy too.
I take a long, hot baths, and have discovered that I can increase my internal sexual heat by bringing to the tub a few printed out erotic stories that my husband has downloaded from the Internet. Just browsing the stories. It was just this type of reading that my husband Brett and I did in the beginning, which got our minds drifting off in this erotic direction in the first place. Yes, we also think many of the stories are fiction and male imagination, but some seemed more real .. and the sum total left us with the desire to experiment. If I were to dress as Brett envisioned me to, I'd be almost naked in a tight fitting silk slip & high heels. But that's not realistic outside our own bedroom.
So that evening I wore a very white one-piece minidress, accented with a wide red leather belt, red heels, very red lipstick, nylons and a few pieces of costume jewelry. Have I worn garters before? Yes, but usually on special occasions and with dresses that can carry it off well.
May I say here that my language at home is pretty tame, but in this story I'll describe things the way men are more accustomed to. Language different than I allow myself at home, near family.
Brett finds it very hard not to want sex with me during this preparation period. But we both want it delayed. Him because when I get home, and after an evening of anticipation, the moment will be more intense if he waits. And me, because although Brett wants me as a used cum filled woman, I want to present myself fresher to whomever I may meet later in the evening.
I leave the house around 9 p.m. and it takes 20 minutes to get to the lounge of my choice. It's one that I'm comfortable with and my husband and I have both been to before. It takes me another 10 minutes in the car, building up my courage to go in. I am sexually very stimulated at being able to play with this extra-marital- sex lifestyle, but I am also on the reserved side in personality, and more submissive in nature. So dressing slutty in public and being reserved in private is like colliding worlds. I don't calm down and relax until after about 10 minutes inside the lounge, and it helps to be dancing.
As expected it's crowded inside. The band is playing loudly and my eyes take a while to adjust to the low lighting. I'm immediately approached by a man who buys me a drink and though I'm not attracted to him, I take it and engage in conversation just so I can keep busy for a bit. We even dance one number. I'm feeling better now, and my eyes begin to take in a wider perspective of the crowd.
I side step off by myself for a moment and an older man (maybe 450 asks me to dance. He's quite handsome and well dressed. I do and we go for three dances, both slow and fast, and he's quite nice. He's also quite horny and had enough to drink that he's looking oh so very relaxed. I was getting a little aroused too and allowed him to hold me pretty firmly around the waist as we talked a while near the bar stools. It wasn't necessarily my desire to stay until the place closed, but to have a nice, hopefully exciting sexual experience, and then go home to my husband to finish up a very fulfilling evening for both of us.
So even though this man had a lot to drink, I was considering him for what he might be capable of giving me in the way of raw sex and quick romance if we were to go off somewhere. But could he drive I wondered? I was having some doubts as to how this was going to work out.
Fortunately I hadn't committed myself yet, and could still comfortably dash off to dance with another man from time to time, or make a trip to the restroom without this man getting upset. And after one of these quick trips to the restroom, a much younger guy names Rick approached me and asked to dance.
We did and ended up dancing all the way until the band took a break. I suspected Rick was married, but he wasn't too revealing about his personal life as we talked. At least not the domestic part of his life. I admitted to him that I was married though, and he was only interested in whether my husband was also at the club that night. Once hearing that he wasn't, Rick maintained his flirtatious interest. He looked 7 or 8 years my junior maybe 20 or 21. I didn't ask and he didn't inquire much on this subject either. He had to know the obvious difference though.
The band began another set and we were back on the dance floor. It was so crowded that couples were constantly brushing against each other, lightly bumping. I was strongly attracted to Rick, so it was an exciting feeling for him to draw me in close, with his arm around my waist. Mine were around his neck.
As he let his hands roam down the sides of my dress and softly around my bottom, I was feeling relaxed and increasingly hot. I just let my body follow his as we moved slowly around the dance floor, and then I could feel his erection pushing from inside his pants, and against my abdomen. He was commenting on my perfume and the softness of my skin and the silkiness of my dress.
His hands were starting to find a home on my rear and he pulled me closer to him...closer to his manly erection.
I found myself helping him a little, though more subtly. I was having heated fantasies about the power of Rick's penis. It is an everlasting sensation I have about the impregnating nature of a man's cock. I imagined Rick's penis trying so hard to work its way to my pussy to impregnate me with his very potent sperm... to mate with me and the leave me laying open legged on the floor somewhere sperm ladened and completely sated. It's just a reoccurring fantasy. An oriental thing...
When the dance ended, I excused myself for a moment to go to the restroom. I walked through the crowd, down the hall and before getting to the bathroom, found that the older man had followed me. He was still very nice, still very horny. Looking even older under the brighter lights, but that didn't make any difference to me really. There was still something attractive and adventurous about him.
He put his hands around my waist and pulled me towards him. He wanted to dance some more and knew I was with the younger man right now, but he wasn't troublesome. Maybe that's why I felt comfortable with him. I was nice to him and permitted his hands to explore the silky material of my dress and take a quick liberty with my breasts before I leaned forward and gave him a nice kiss on the lips and told him it would be great to talk with him again on another evening, but I had to leave for the moment. He was very cooperative. More so than some would have been. A nice person, but I wondered if he'd get home ok.
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In the restroom, I put on some more lipstick, then in a stall, I inserted my only birth control, an IUD. I never insisted on a condom, because Brett's desire is to feel another man's cum inside of me when he pushes his own penis in to fuck his used wife. For some reason Brett really gets off when he has the sensation of poking me after being used by another man. I can't really understand why this turns him on so, but I enjoy doing it for him.
From a pay phone in the restroom I made a quick call home, this was just a pre-arranged way of telling my husband that I had met someone, and that sex was in the cards that night. It gave him a confirmed sense of anticipation .. that his reward would indeed come later.
Back on the dance floor, Rick's roaming hands had quickly reactivated the rock hardness in his crotch and I gave him a light kiss on the lips to make sure it didn't go away.
After two more slow dances he took me by the hand and led me outside to his car, which was right out front. We drove to another parking spot in a more darkened area, but still among the hordes of other parked cars.
What a wonderful make-out. In this semi-privacy, Rick kissed me and our tongues were soon probing each other's mouths. My husband has a fetish for me in lipstick, but often wipes his mouth after the first kiss. Rick was consuming me, and I liked it that way.
He pulled down the elastic top of my dress; I wasn't wearing a bra. The warmth and softness of his hands on my breasts as he cupped them, squeezed them and pooched out the nipples so his mouth could softly clamp around them was way exciting.
Then I revealed to Rick my sensual desire...for him to cup his entire mouth over my tit and to suck as much in as he could, then move back and forth in a milking motion, stretching me out as far as he could and then back in. This is highly exciting to me and it drives me to new ecstasies as the sex foreplay goes on with a strange man.
I grappled at his pants and Rick undid his belt, his zipper and tried to slip off his pants. He had to step outside the car briefly to get them off, and I saw another couple watching him as he stripped them off.
Rick was wonderfully naked from the waist down in front of me and his hard cock went right into my mouth as I bent over to welcome him back inside the car. I also knew that the other couple could tell what I was now doing and that made me even more excited and I felt his hot shaft slide past my lips for the first time.
Rick hands went back to my breasts, as I continued to suck on him. I could feel Rick pulling up my dress over my ass, and trying to push down my nylons. We were both a little out of breath I managed to tell him I might not have enough room in the car to slide them off easily. But that I wanted to. He wanted me to get out of the car and come over to his side, the darker side where the distant parking lot lights couldn't reach.
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So we both stood outside of the car and I leaned against it with my back. Rick stood before me, and as I held up the hem of my dress to my waist, Rick gently pulled my nylons down and off my legs. He then slid my panties down, and before he rose back to his feet, his face buried between my legs and he started kissing me there.
I was leaning against the car and actually had my left leg lifted slightly up and definitely out as Rick's tongue entered me and explored as far in as it could. My hand was at the back of his head, pulling him into me when I heard sounds coming for our left. I knew that our voyeur couple were now doing their own thing. I wished fleetingly that I could see what they were up to.
But instead I asked Rick to come up to me and kiss me. He stood up and embraced me, his penis was sticking out between my legs looking for a home. When it found it, Rick plunged in so fast and hard, that I winced a little then felt the car jiggling behind me as he began to thrust in and out of me.
I was feeling very much like a bitch in heat. Rick was verbal and descriptive but also respectful. Secretly I was fantasizing about him not being so respectful as enjoyed sex with me, and in my own dream world, I was conjuring up his aggressive voice calling me his slut- bitch and that I was his whore. I casually glanced over into the dark and caught a glint of light as the car several yards away began a rhythmic jiggle.
The Rick turned me around and wanted to fuck me from behind. I gave into the desire. I could feel him position himself up against my anal hole, but I quickly readjusted him to my vagina and leaned out farther for him.
He entered me from behind, grunting with each thrust as he shoved deeper and deeper into our mutual passions. I was now in a good position to see what was going on with the other couple. I watched as a pretty young blonde woman was being taken from behind. She was watching me doing the same. I was momentarily amazed that we could see what was happening to each other. I felt an almost sisterly feeling toward her.
I was the first to climax as my hands were sprawled across the trunk of the car and Rick's hands went from holding on to my tits, to holding on to my hips, as he humped back and forth harder and harder.
Rick was also quick to come and I could sense it when he reached climax and he was ejaculating his cum inside of me. I knew when he had finished, but he didn't stop pumping me. He kept humping as long as he could keep it up and I let him. I was probably feeling more pleasure than he was at this point, and I thought it a new experience that a man would not stop so suddenly after climaxing and emptying himself of his cum.
For awhile we could hardly move, I was breathing so hard. Then I turned around and we embraced and held each other. Rick really wanted to sit down, so we got back in the car but not before throwing some clothes on first. Inside we reclined the seats and talked for awhile, recuperating. I put some lipstick on, a little perfume, we touched some more and did some light petting and kissing. I felt his cock and it was soft but I enjoyed looking at it and feeling it. He kissed me again and I exited his car. I Noticed that sometime during our final excitement the other couple had left us.
It was after 2 a.m. when I arrived back home and as was customary, my husband was in bed, wide awake, waiting for me to come to him. I always freshen my makeup before coming into the house, and then sat next to him on the edge of the bed. He asked if I'd done it, and of course I said yes. He also wanted to know if it was a good experience for me. I always reassure him that it was a great time and that I liked it.
I then started to tell him about the evening as his hand went to my thigh and soon to my still sloppy pussy. He could feel the fullness of cum still sticking to the sides of my vagina and I rarely get far into the story before he has to get on top of me to penetrate this indecent receptacle of another man's cum. This is Brett's moment...his fantasy comes true... the time when his wonderfully hard penis is surrounded by the warm stickiness of a strange man's cum.
In bed with his unfaithful wife, still unwashed, still smelling the same as an hour earlier in the parking lot, still faithful to our marriage, still adventurous.
THE END