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As a couple my bf and I enjoy all things, sexual and pleasurable. I’m orally fixated and borderline nymphomaniac. And yes, we have been to therapy. In addition to weekend house parties, we try to get out once a week to engage in weekday fun. There are a variety of adult venues we often frequent, strip clubs, adult clubs, adult theaters and stores.
It was a Wednesday night. We’d decided to go to a particular adult club that is attended by females in greater numbers than some of the others. I’d hesitated in wearing one particularly slutty dress for months. In the process of going through my closet, I knocked its hanger off the rack. As I was putting it back my bf said “yeah!”. “Really?”, I questioned. “Hell yeah”, he grinned.
This dress is a red, mid-thigh, deep V, backless, halter top cut to below my navel. The satin material falls straight down over my breasts and obviously doesn’t permit wearing a bra. The women at this particular club all dress hot so I wasn’t too concerned. We knew I’d attract considerable attention, and both looked forward to it. As I admired myself in the mirror my excitement built. My breasts were very, very visible. My bf was in my panty drawer and pulled out a barely there thong that is scripted “Cum Dump”. “Emmmm OK”, I cooed and slipped it on.
Women and couples were seated at a lot of tables and there were a few short skirts at the bar. We were very aware at the attention I was getting as we made our way to the bar. One guy moved aside to give us access to order. I smiled and thanked him and he said in a deep manly voice, “You are very welcome”. Bruce had a nicely built physique that looked good in a suit. As Bruce waited to order he asked if we came there often and I responded, “not to”. He wasn’t shy about scoping out my very exposed breasts and I was aware of my swollen nipples being visible under the thin satin. As Bruce finished ordering I whispered to my bf that I liked this guy. He smiled and nodded his head in approval.
When our drinks came, Bruce insisted on paying for us. “Join us?”, my bf asked as we turned to move to a table.
They shook hands and we moved to an open table off to the side. Eyes followed me and my nipples couldn’t get any harder. When I bent to sit my tits fell free of the hanging material and when seated I had to cover my exposed areola. Bruce had a big smile on his face and I just shrugged like no big deal. “They’re beautiful”, he remarked of my breasts. “You’re beautiful”, he followed up. I thanked him and noticed how very high my dress was on my thighs, barely covering my cum dump thong.
I wear an ankle bracelet that says “Slut” and with my leg crossed toward him, he bent down to see it better. I said nothing as he read it. “pretty”, he commented. “Thanks”, I smiled.
It was out in the open, and at that very moment my bf and I knew that we’d be letting Bruce fuck me that night.
My bf helped me ready myself for my night with Bruce and I was so appreciative. It was Bruce’s suggestion that my bf and I meet him at a hotel nearby to reaffirm the fact that he was on the up and up and I would be safe with him. It was normal at this point having my bf turn me over to another man for a night of uninhibited sex. Bruce took my overnight case, and my bf kissed me on the forehead saying, “Have fun”. I nodded and replied, “Thank you”.
Bruce was a total gentleman. He didn’t ask anything more of me than any man ever had. I was experienced with deep throat and rough sex, his two primary requests when we got some alone time. He ripped my sexy dress off and exposed my thong that read “Cum Dump” He smiled and pulled down his pants. His big dick looked and felt so good and it felt even better to finally have it in my pussy. Bruce not surprisingly, asked if he could cum in my “Cum Dump” pussy. We didn’t talk or agree to this at all, but I was so into the experience and he was kind enough to ask, so I let him fill my pussy full of cum at the end.