My husband Roy and I were at one of the local bars having a few drinks and having a little fun. It had been a long stressful week, and we both needed to let off a little steam. After we had our first drink, we started playing this little game that we like to play. We both point out people in the bar that we would love to fuck. We also mention why that person turns us on. It’s actually a pretty fun game with one major side effect. It makes me extremely horny, and Roy knows that. Sometimes I think he uses the game to his advantage. As long as I get what I want, it does not bother me one bit. In fact, we both encourage each other.
After we finished our second drink and both had pointed out several people we would love to fuck, Roy said, “Why don’t you go have some fun? I know how you love to flirt with strangers. I’ll just sit back and enjoy the show.” I smiled at Roy, and replied, “I am way ahead of you. I already planned to.” Roy then cocked his head, rubbed his chin like he was thinking, and said, “I’ve got a really fun idea. Are you up for a challenge? Sexual of course.” I quickly replied, “Depends. What do you have in mind?” Roy smiled, took my hand, kissed it, and said, “I challenge you to find a guy in this bar, and get him to fuck you while you are seated or standing at the bar, with everyone around. Game?” I looked down at the short dress I was wearing, lifted it a little and gave Roy a big smile. I knew the soft material my dress was made of would drape down around a guy’s rock-hard cock and hide things quite nicely. I replied, “And, what do I get if I win this challenge?” Roy thought for a second, and said, “How about I buy you those two sexy outfits you have been eyeing? And let’s make this really interesting. If he cums inside you, I’ll toss in a pair of new shoes.” I leaned over put my nose on Roy’s, gave him a quick kiss, and said, “Game on. I’ll take that hotwife challenge and win.” I really do love hotwife challenges and dares. It’s always a multiple win for me. I get to have a lot of fun, I get to sexually tease guys, I get one hell of an ego boost, I get to have sex with whoever I want, and I get prizes! To be honest, I would still take a hotwife challenge or dare, even without the prizes. It’s really a win, win, win, win, win, you get my point, for me. I gave Roy another quick kiss, stood up, smiled at him, and headed to the bar to have some fun, and of course win the challenge.
When I got to the bar, I found a barstool that was empty right between two hot guys. I asked both of them if anyone was sitting there. Both said no, and one even stood up and pulled the barstool out for me to sit down on. This is going really well, and I have not even started flirting. Once I was seated, I ordered a drink. I had a little small talk with the two guys I was sitting between while I waited for the bartender to bring me my drink. Both of them may have been super-hot and gave me all types of tingles, but their personalities left a lot to be desired. I guess you would say, both of them are one-night stand material. Highly fuckable, but not multiple date material.
Once my drink arrived, I picked it up and spun my barstool around so I could check out the guys in the bar a little better. Of course, when I hiked my dress up a bit, OK, a lot, to show off a lot of thigh. I sat there sipping on my drink swaying a little to the music as I smiled and gave little submissive looks to each hot guy I spotted. I noticed so many hot guys that gave me tingles, I wanted them all. But I had to zero in on one of them to when the challenge. After a few minutes of me making eye contact and giving off signals that I was here to get picked up, two of the guys that were standing together by the dance floor walked over and gave me a corny pickup line. I don’t even remember what it was. All I remember is that I had heard it a ton of times. But they were both hot. So, I did not care. I was here to get fucked. Not make friends.
After we introduced ourselves, the three of us started chatting. I quickly realized that both of these guys were not sweet talkers. So, I knew I was going to have to lead the conversation and flirting. After a bit, I started looking over at one of the guys sitting beside me and asking him little questions. After a few minutes he turned his barstool around and joined in the group conversation. I did the same to the other guy that was sitting beside me until he also turned around and joined in. Now, I had four hot guys giving me all of their attention. This was more like it. I looked in Roy’s direction and gave him a quick smile and wink. He smiled back and I went back to chatting with the four guys.
After several minutes of small talk, I decided that it was time to ramp things up and start flirting with all four of them. I need to discover which one of these guys is daring and is willing to take chances for a thrill. I started flirting with all four of them. I was giving seductive looks at each of them and then within moments giving each of the guys’ very submissive looks. I was touching their arms lightly when I talked to them and turned slightly so my legs would brush up against them. I even did the fingers walking down my bare thigh thing to draw attention to them. The guys seemed to be eating it up. They kept buying me drinks, to the point I quickly figured out they were trying to get me drunk. Little did they know, I have a high tolerance to alcohol. But I sure can pretend I was getting a little tipsy. Right then, a thought popped into my head. If they keep this up, I may have to take them all out back and let them desecrate me. Oh, that does sound fun and gives me major tingles just thinking about it. What’s a girl to do? A gangbang or win the challenge? Hmm, why not both?
One of the guys seemed to be a lot more adventurous than the other three. I decided that he would be my first target. I leaned forward a bit, grabbed his upper arm and squeezed a little. I did that little ohh face at him, and said, “WOW, your arm feels so strong. I bet you could easily pick me up and sweep me off my feet.” I then slid down off the barstool and said, “Pick me up.” He did, and yes, he was strong. Actually, even stronger than he looked. I quickly took advantage of the situation and wrapped my legs around him and squeezed his body tight. I then whispered in his ear, “I just love strong men. Why don’t you take me to the dance floor.” He actually carried me to the dance floor with my legs still wrapped tightly around him. I’m sure several people got a good butt shot as my dress road up higher as he carried me. Personally, I did not give a shit what anyone saw. I’m far from being little miss prude.
After we danced our first song, I told the guy I was dancing with that I would be back in just a second and to stay right here. I then walked over to the DJ and asked him if he could slow things down for a bit. He smiled and said he would. Before I could even get back to Todd, at least that’s what I think his name is. Oh well, I don’t make it a habit of naming my sex toys anyway, a slow sensual song started to play. I smiled at Todd, held my arms out, and said, “I want to feel your body pressed up against mine. Hold me tight.” We wrapped our arms around each other and started to sway slowly to the music. I’ll have to admit, his body felt amazing pressed up against mine. He was giving me major tingles.
We were only about 30 seconds into the dance when I let one of my hands wander down to his butt. I squeezed it a little as I titled my head back to look up at him. When we made eye contact, I smiled and squeezed it again. I then said, “You have a really nice butt.” I then immediately laid my head back down on his chest. Yes, I left my hand on his very firm butt cheek as we continued to dance. It was not long at all before I felt one of his hands very slowly creeping down my lower back. Right when he got to the top of my butt, he paused for a few seconds and then continued to slide his hand down further and further. I finally just reached around, grabbed his hand, and slid it down to my butt cheek. I tilted my head back again, and said, “That’s what you were going for. Right?” He just gave me an innocent smile, as he squeezed my butt cheek very firmly. When he did, I laid my head back down on his chest and let out a little moan.
After we slow danced a little more, I leaned my head back and looked up at him again. When our eyes locked, I smiled, bit down on my bottom lip, gave him a little submissive look, and said, “Want to kiss me? I know I want to kiss you.” He leaned his head down as I closed my eyes. Our lips touched and we started to kiss each other very gently at first, and then a lot more sensually. Damn, this guy is a really good kisser. He seems to know how to tease my lips and use just a little of his tongue from time to time. Damn, I would not mind being kissed like that down below. Oh, was he making me tingle. After we kissed for a few moments, I laid my head back on his chest and let out another little moan of passion.
As we slow danced, I could feel his cock pressed up against me starting to grow. I then decided it was time to win this challenge. I reached down, grabbed his cock through his pants and squeezed it a little. As I did that, I tilted my head back and bit down on my bottom lip while looking up at him. When he made eye contact with me, I said, “You up to a little excitement?” He replied, “What do you have in mind?” I then gave him a submissive look, and said, “How daring and brave are you?” He gave me a puzzled look. I then continued, “Do you find me sexy?” He quickly replied back, “Yes. Very.” I then smiled at him, gave my bottom lip another little bite, and said, “Want to fuck me?” Todd smiled, raised his eyebrows, and replied, “Yes. Let’s go to my place. I just live a few blocks from here.” I gave him a very submissive look, and said, “I don’t want to wait that long. I want to feel you inside me now.” He really gave me a puzzled look. I then continued, “I’m going to go to the bathroom and take my thong off. I will then join you back at the bar. I’ll act like I have a crick in my neck, and you are going to pretend to massage it and rub my back. I’ll lean way over and rest my shoulders and head on the bar. You then find a way to sneak your hard cock under my dress and fuck me right at the bar without anyone knowing what’s going on. My dress should drape around your cock, so nobody sees. Are you man enough and brave enough to do that for me?” At that point I bit down on my bottom lip again, gave him a very submissive look, and started stroking his cock through his pants as we continued to slow dance. After a few more moments, he finally said, “What if we get caught?” I smiled and said, “I really crave excitement and love the thrill of the head rush I get knowing we could get caught. I love being a really bad girl. We’ll be bad together.” I then stopped dancing with him, and said, “I’ll meet you back at the bar. If you want to fuck me, be there when I get back.” I then left him on the dance floor and walked over to the bar, grabbed my purse, and headed to the bathroom.
When I got to the restroom, I shot Roy a quick text telling him that I was about to win the challenge. He sent me back a thumbs up, and smiling face with a big grin on it. I freshened up a little, took off my thong, and put it in my purse. I wanted to make it easy for him to slide his cock inside me. So, I looked through my purse and found the bottle of lube I carried with me. A girl never knows when she is going to get a chance to have a hot guy fuck her. Right? I applied some of the lube to my fingers and rubbed some into my pussy and then slid my fingers as deep as I could inside me. Oh, did I let out a moan. I was apparently a lot hornier than I thought. It felt so good, I started playing with myself right there in the bathroom. Knowing someone could walk through the door at any moment and catch me masturbating, really turned me on even more. I brought myself just to the edge of having an orgasm, when I remembered that I had a hot guy hopefully waiting for me at the bar ready to fuck me and fill me full of his rock-hard cock. I wiped my hand off and grabbed my purse. I looked in the mirror, smiled, and headed back to the bar.
When I got back to the bar, Todd was standing there with the other guys looking a little nervous, I just smiled at him and winked. I sat back down and started to chat with the guys. After a few minutes, I started rubbing my neck and pretending I had a crick in it. I looked over at Todd, and said, “My neck is really bothering me. Can you rub it for me, please?” Todd started to look even more nervous than before. He stuttered just a little and said, “Sure. Let me see if I can make it feel better.” I then smiled at him, turned towards the bar, and laid my shoulders and head down. I slid my butt back on the barstool until my dress fell down behind it with my butt hanging a little off the back of the stool. I spread my legs open a little and moved my feet to the rungs on the side of the bar stool and hooked my ankles inside the rungs. I could feel a cool breeze on my ass and pussy, so I know he would have easy access to fuck me. Todd moved behind me and started to massage my neck and upper shoulders. Damn, that actually felt really good all by itself. I let out a few moans of pleasure and just relaxed. Roy better be watching close if he wants to see me having a little fun while I win this hotwife challenge. I’m actually getting some major tingles down below just thinking about Todd sliding his rock-hard cock deep inside me with everyone standing around.
As Todd massaged my neck and shoulders, I could feel his cock that was pressed up against my ass getting harder and harder. OK, it feels like he may be a little more endowed than I originally thought. Ohh, I like that. Now I really want to feel his cock stretch me open and fill me full. I am curious how he is going to sneak his cock inside me without anyone knowing. I kinda want the guys to catch us. I just think that it would be exciting and thrilling if they all caught us. That might even make it easier to get them all to take me out back and ravish every inch of me while the gangbang me. Damn, does thinking about that turn me on.
After a few more minutes I felt only one hand massaging my neck. I then felt his other hand down between my butt and the huge bulge in his pants. I could tell he was fidgeting and trying to get his cock out. I just smiled to myself knowing that as big as he was, that was not going to be an easy task. But, if he wants to fuck me bad enough, he’ll figure it out. After a few more minutes I felt the back of my dress ride up right at the crack of my ass cheeks. I then felt the tip of his cock pressing against my pussy lips and the top of the barstool. He moved his hand back to my shoulders and started to massage them as he very slowly pressed into me and very lightly humped me. I could feel his cock getting bigger and bigger. I just bit down on my bottom lip and let out a little moan in anticipation of feeling him penetrate me.
It was only a few moments before I felt one of his hands move down to my hip. He squeezed my hip and then I felt his hand move down my ass cheek to his rock-hard cock. I felt the tip of his cock rub up and down my pussy lips for a moment and then I felt an amazing stretching sensation as he slowly slid his cock inside me. Oh, did I gasp out. When I did, he quickly moved his hand back to my shoulder and then pretended to massage them hard. Between him massaging my shoulders and feeling his cock fill my pussy full, I was really loving it. Once he had his huge cock deep inside me, he started to very slowly slide it in and out. I just started letting out moans of pleasure as he pleasured my shoulders and my very horny pussy. So far, this was working great. Everyone seemed to just assume my moans were from the neck and shoulder massage and not me getting fucked. OK, some of the moans of pleasure were from the shoulder massage. But, damn, did his huge cock inside me feel really good.
I then told Todd that my lower back was feeling really tight and asked him to rub it. He moved his hands down and started to massage my lower back and sides just above my hips. This gave him a great way to disguise that he was actually fucking me. If any of the guys started getting a little to curious, he could pretend that he was fucking me while holding on to my lower back and hips. Once he grabbed my hips and started pressing his thumbs into my lower back, I really started moaning out and letting out little squeals. The angle I was sitting so he had easy access to fuck me from behind, had my clit resting right on the barstool seat. The slow rocking motion of my hips while he fucked me, caused my clit to rub back and forth on the barstool. Damn, was I close to cumming really quick. Now, how was I going to cum and not let anyone know I was being fucked right in front of them? I started thinking, do I really care? I kinda want to get caught. It would be a lot more exciting. It was not long before I started to orgasm. Oh, did I want to scream out. I did tell Todd to massage harder. When he did, I relaxed into my orgasm and let it happen. I buried my face in my arms and covered my mouth with my hand. I started moaning and muffling my screams as I went over the top. I felt my legs shaking as I screamed out in my hands in pure ecstasy. I then felt his cock starting to throb and I knew he was about to cum. I started milking his cock with my Kegel muscles. While I was doing that, I just bit down on my hand and moaned out and squealed as I felt his warm cum shooting deep inside me. I could hear Todd groaning a little and pretending that his hands were getting sore. We came together right there at the bar with everyone standing around and not knowing that Todd and I just had an amazing sexual encounter in public.
After he came, I just laid on the bar feeling little aftershocks of pleasure shooting though my body. I was feeling very euphoric and felt like a very bad girl knowing what I just did. It felt so taboo, I loved it. After a few more moments, I felt him slide his cock out of my pussy very slowly. Once he was out, I felt his hand back down behind my butt cheeks adjusting his pants. He really leaned in hard to me to cover up what he was doing. Once he moved back from me, he said, “How did that feel? Did that get rid of the kink in your neck and lower back?” I sat up, and replied, “Ohh. More than you know. That felt great. More than great.” I picked up my drink and started to sip on it. One of the guys saw how watered down my drink was and got the bartender to bring me another. I almost gulped the entire drink down. I was parched.
I started chatting with all the guys again and noticed that I was sitting in a mess. Todd apparently came a lot, and it was dripping out of me onto the barstool. All I could do was smile to myself, knowing that when I stood up, there was going to be a lot of evidence that Todd and I just fucked right in front of them, and made a big mess. I thought to myself, “How can I use this to my advantage?” After I finished my drink, and flirted with all the guys a little more, an evil idea popped into my head. I knew exactly what to do about the mess that was getting worse by the minute, and just maybe, how to get that gangbang I wanted.
I took the last sip of my drink and hopped down off of the barstool. I looked back at it and saw the mess the two of us had just made. I turned around, gave all the guys an oops face, titled my head down, looked up at them through my hair, bit down on my bottom lip, and said, “Todd. Looks like you made a mess. You better clean it up before anyone sees.” Oh, did Todd look like I just threw him under a bus. Well, I guess I kinda did.” All the guys looked puzzled, and had their “what the fuck” faces on. I just giggled a little, gave them all a very submissive but seductive look, and said, “Come on. You guys had to know Todd and I were fucking. Come on.” I have never heard so much stuttering on my life from a group of guys. I think I just embarrassed them all. Especially Todd. Todd quickly grabbed some napkins off the bar and wiped up all of his cum that was on the barstool. I just looked at him, and said, “Good boy.”
I then gave every one of them a very shy and submissive look. I mean really submissive with a touch of seductiveness. I then said, “Guys. I have a wild idea. That is if you are all real men. I’m extremely horny and would love for you all to take me out back and gangbang me until I can’t walk or speak straight. Would you guys do that for me?” I then gave them another super submissive with a touch of innocence look. I could see they were all basically melting in my hands. I then grabbed my purse, and said, “If you want to have some fun, just follow little old me.” I then started walking very sensually towards the front door of the bar.
As I passed Roy, I smiled at him and said, “Looks like I won this hotwife challenge, and I’m getting gangbanged. If you want to watch, I’ll be out in the back of the bar. Love you.” I then looked over my shoulder and saw I had a trail of horny guys following me. Oh, this was going to be fun. I’ll tell you all about it once I recover and can walk and talk again. Those guys sent me to places outside my body that I have never been. All I’ll say for now is, WOW!
When Roy and I finally got home, the sun was coming up. I kissed Roy goodnight and headed to the bedroom. Well, basically crawled. Those guys had me so sore I could barely walk. But hell, it was worth it. Roy actually had to help me get to the bedroom and get into bed. I was that worn out. Still having an occasional aftershock jolting through my very worn-out body. Once I was in bed, Roy pulled three gift wrapped boxes out from under the bed. He laid them on the bedside table, and said, “I had already bought you both of the outfits, and the shoes you have been wanting. You can try them on tomorrow, if you’re capable of getting out of bed.” He smiled, bent over, and gave me a kiss goodnight. Damn, I love that man so much. We always have fun, and he supports all of my hotwife and sexual adventures and desires. I will get him in a fun way, when I am capable for, most likely, pre-planning the hotwife challenge he gave me. It was a wild night though. I loved every minute of it.