A girls night out

Maybe ill start you off

So, before I say what happened last night, I should set the scene. I’ve been happily married to Tom (38, white) for 15 years and I am 36. We started playing around with cuckold a few years after exhausting porn and dildos. I have slept with 8 black guys and do so probably every few months. Its Friday night and I am having a few drinks in town after work with three of the girls from the office.

It was a hot day so I was already wearing a small dress, we were out at The Alchemist discussing guys and clothes and the price of cocktails. Judy is new to the office, Sarah I have known for about 5 years and Leanne is a life long friend, she knows I play around mainly because it often seems to happen when I am out with her and today was no different.

A group of guys come and take the table behind us, 2 white guys and 2 black guys. All four are pretty hot and annoyingly they are the sort to know it. We ignore them but it’s clear they keep trying to catch our eyes. 20 minutes and a chiller and a bottle of Prosecco lands, courtesy of the boys. They ask if they can join our tables and ******* in hand it’s hard to argue. We are 4 drinks in and at this point I text Tom that I will probably get a tax back for 9.

Tom replies that he is looking forward to some attention tonight, the sun gets him like that. I respond by sending him a selfie of me and the girls sat next to the guys, this I KNOW will get him going!

The guys – Ricky, Lee, Shaun and Ryan – are actually quite funny and despite there being younger groups of girls around they seem to be making loads of effort for this table of mid thirtysomethings. Me and Leanne go to the toilet.

“Lee has had his hand on my thigh for the past ten minutes, I swear its getting me so horny, I feel all rapey!” Says Leanne as we walk in

“Crafty thing, I never noticed. Nobody has put a hand on my thigh” I reply

“I know who you fancy” Leanne giggles

“All of them?” I laugh “Well, not all of them, maybe two” we both laugh because we know why

Ryan and Lee are the black guys both mid twenties and well over six foot. Lee is broader but Ryan is taller (close to 7 foot) both clearly work out a fair bit in their tight t-shirts and skinny jeans.

We head back to the table and as Leanne sits down I see her grab Lees hand and place it back on her thigh, only this time everyones notices “What?” laughs Leanne.

Fast forward another round of drinks and the guys ask if we want to head to another bar? We agree and as I get up and grab my bag I check my phone and notice Tom replied nearly an hour ago “Who are they he asks”, so I told him and made a point of saying Leanne is already working her red headed magic on one guy and I am starting to feel left out.
 
The next bar we ended up at was rubbish so we left after one *******. The night is starting to set in though. Sarah makes her excuses and heads home, Judy is on the phone to friends and is looking to hook up with them in an hour. Me and Leanne are set on staying out now. The guys, well, it’s pretty clear now they have two options, make do with 2 or move on? They know we are game, so guess what, they stick around buying ******* after ******* J

Next bar, Hula Tikki, an underground dark bar, hot and busy. The guys somehow though, have managed to commandeer a booth at the back behind the dance floor. We settle in me and Leanne on the end. The drinks come and hands are wandering and the other three guys are all hitting on me given its clear where Leanne is going later! I decide to spice things up and buy some shots on the way back from the toilets. When I get back I see the three guys staring at Lee and Leanne who are making out and they can all see Lees hand between her legs as her skirt is hitched up.

“Behave” I shout as I put the tray of shots down. Everyone cheers at the shots, everyone that is apart from Lee. Leanne smiles at me and slouches back, her knickers pulled to the side and her privates briefly on show. She’s pretty ******* and I am wondering if shots were the right idea after all?

“So, whats the game?” We debate whether its pure shots, ******* or dare or “I have never”? Thanks to the guys, we settle on some truth or dare and the first couple of rounds are dumb. I text Tom another selfie of the table with the cryptic “which one can I have?”. Seconds later I get “ I thought you were coming back?”, I text back “which one can I have?”. “who do you want?” came the response. “ I kinda like them all but we know its going to be the one with the biggest cock J” And back to the game…
 
It comes round to Lee and his question is to me “do you shave?” “everyone shaves” Leanne and we all laugh. “No really, do you?” The guys round the table all staring and I try and I look at Leanne who smiles a dirty grin. “Of course” I say only to be challenged by Ricky “I don’t believe you” to which everyone looks round at each other. I lay bac into the booth, wriggle my hips and slide off my knickers “No fucking way” screams Leanne. I put my knickers in my bag and shuffle back to seating but with my legs apart. “Anyone want to prove I am a liar?” Ricky is the first to peek under and comes up with a grin the others go down in unison and I can see Leanne is getting a bit jealous now.

My hearts pounding and Im so hot being so exhibitionist, I can tell they all want me and my pussy wants action, its throbbing. Leanne is next to go so Leanne takes a shot and tells everyone to give her the truth. She leans back wiggles off her knickers and puts hers in her bag. The guys freeze. “who has the prettier pussy? Each of you get under the table and tell me one by one” Lee doesn’t look happy but Shaun goes first he takes 6 seconds and pops backup. He points to me, does he because Lee has marked his territory or because it is?

“1-0 I smile”. Ricky goes next and takes a long time, I can feel his hands on my thighs. He pops up and points to me. “Whaaaaatt” Leanne is pissed now but pretending she isn’t. Ryan goes next and getting him under the table takes some doing. I look next to me and see two black hands holding Leannes legs apart, she teases him by dropping a finger onto her clit and rubbing it. He then does the same to me and I can feel his breath on my very wet flower. And that’s when it happens. I reach down and pull his face into me those big lips and tongue probing for what seems like minutes but is probably only seconds. The guys looking at each other and chinking glasses. I gesture Ryan to get up this side and sit next to me, we all move round so he can. We all know its 3-0 too. “I win” I smile and ready my next dare. “You don’t need to look Lee, ive won now” and I could see the smile drip off his face whilst at the same time he tried to hide it from Leanne.

“You’ve seen ours, now we see yours. Go to the toilets and use my camera to take a pic of your cock. We then have to guess whose is whose?” we laugh at the obvious joke but Ryan is off right away, followed by Shaun then Lee and then Ricky. Me and Leanne huddle round my phone. A text come in from my husband. Turns out Ricky had read my text and sent all four to him. “what the?” he says “which do you think I like?, I ask Leanne looks at me knowingly and we peruse the pics.

One is small and hairless, probably to help the lack of size. The other white one is thicker and semi erect but with hair. The third is black and semi and just wonderfully long and thick with a big pink helmet, the last is v thick but only 8” erect, bald and with heavy looking balls drooping below. We look at each other and then the guys at the table. “You can go Leanne says to the white guys. These two are coming home with us” She links my arm and I am already hailing an Uber.

The taxi ride is spent heavy kissing as the guys ******* their hands all over us both. I have Ryan and Leanne has Lee. But ive seen both cocks and I want both. Rubbing Ryan through his jeans I can tell his is the thick one with the heavy balls. The taxi driver is having a free show the likes he wont again. Tom texts “When are you back?” “Don’t know, just going back to fuck now, might stay over but don’t worry Ill keep you posted” as I blow an emoji kiss
 
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