Megan’s petite form looked vulnerable sitting on the oversized couch tucked into the darkened corner of the club. Illuminated in softened red and purple light she was stunning in her sheer mesh black top, and suspendered black flared miniskirt and black stiletto heels. She’d worn a fitted trench-coat overtop her racy attire, which was sitting loosely over her shoulders now that we were alone, allowing her breasts to peek through the see-through top. Her red hair appeared to almost black in the dim filtered lighting, and her dark eye makeup and red lipstick contrasted strikingly with her pale skin. She reminded me of Amy Adams from the film Nocturnal Animals that night, all tiny and posh, America’s sweetheart done up as the femme fatale. A girl next door turned into a public whore.
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On the way to the bar I’d suggested Megan not wear her coat in the car, she obliged and at least one suv full of frat boys got an eyeful of her slutty outfit as we sat at a light long enough for them to aim their cell phones at her and shout lewd things. By the time we pulled into the parking lot I was so hard I could feel precum leaking out of my cock. I pulled her to me, seat belt still attached and kissed, groped, and fingered her to her first orgasm that evening. A guy sitting in his car smoking a cigarette next to us didn’t seem to mind the show. We went inside and spent about a half hour sipping our cocktails, teasing and kissing one another in the front room of the club as we waited for our guest to arrive; a guy we’d met online only a few days prior that was interested in a mfm threesome and agreed to meet us that evening for some fun. I’ll refer to him as Carl for the remainder of the recounting. It was early for a Saturday, barely past 8pm. We’d intentionally decided on the earlier rendezvous to give ourselves more time later for the main event. As an added bonus, we had plenty of privacy as the place was dead…and dark. We took a few selfies, mainly of what was under her skirt…and then what was under her skirt without her panties. She’d slid them down her legs and over her knees sitting right there in the middle of the place, put them in her mouth and told me to take a picture. Megan flashed me and the camera her tits beneath her tight sheer top so many times, eventually I told her to just keep her tits out. So she did, leaving the trench belt untied, the front loosely hanging open, revealing her perky b-cups and hard nipples beneath the black mesh halter top. No one was entering the place and the handful of patrons that were there had glued themselves to barstools behind us a dozen paces away. Beforelong I received a message from Carl, saying he’d be arriving shortly, so I suggested we head to the familiar lounge area in back for even more privacy.
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I’d left Megan sitting on the couch in the quiet and unoccupied lounge area to order us another round of cocktails when I ran into Carl as he was coming in the front entrance. We exchanged greetings and chatted very briefly, me giving him a rundown of what had already transpired that evening, even showing him a few of the pics we’d taken, before I directed him to where she was still waiting on the couch in back of the place. I said I’d join them shortly after our drinks arrived and added that he should help himself to “a handful” of her while they waited. He gave a smirk and a nod before ducking into the darkened back area.
Minutes later I crossed the threshold into the lounge with our drinks in hand. The first thing I noticed was that they’d moved to another couch with her back now to the door I’d just entered through. Our friend sat next to her, his long arm draped around her slight shoulders. Then as I walked towards them I also noticed that three other people were now sitting in the lounge area as well…at a padded booth along the opposite wall. Before I could even see my girlfriend and our new play partner straight on, I knew why they had moved…to stay out of the eye line of these interlopers.
As I rounded the couch my suspicions were confirmed. Carl had sidled closely next to her on the couch, his over six foot form dwarfing Megan’s own barely five foot height. Her legs were crossed, but her arms were submissively at her sides, palms flat on the seat. She looked like a porcelain doll pressed closed next to his torso. Her head was slightly leaning back, resting against his arm, her eyes were shut and mouth slightly agape. His own head was nuzzled in the nape of her neck, which he was nibbling and licking. His hand laid across her chest, her coat flung open and falling off her shoulders now as he mauled and molested her tight titties through her top. As he pinched at her nipples through the sheer material I could hear him whispering something to her about everyone seeing her like this in public, eliciting a nod and moan from her as I sat across from them in a leather chair and pulled out my phone, flipping on the camera app to snap some pictures of this public display of perversion.
Megan opened her eyes and noticed my return, “oh heeyyyy”, she purred.
“Hello yourself…I see you’ve met our new friend.”
“Yes, he’s very nice”, she cooed.
He used one hand to squeeze both of her tits together, “she is so fucking cute man, you’re a lucky guy. Seems like she’s already ready to fuck…aren’t you baby?”, he added, punctuating his statement by playfully slapping her exposed tits and pulling on a nipple.
She bit her lip and pushed her chest out in response. “Yes sir”.
“Have you shown him what you’re wearing under that skirt yet baby?”, Megan shook her head no. “Well take a peek”, I insisted. She uncrossed her legs and the guy gingerly pulled at the hem of her short black skirt, sliding it up her petite but shapely legs to reveal a pair of black thigh garter straps highlighting each limb, the kind that strippers wear for stuffing cash bills into.
“Fuck those are hot, you gonna give out some lap dances tonight for money baby?”, he exclaimed brushing his hand across the slutty accessories then leaned in to kiss her, his tongue darting into her mouth. His hand slipped under her skirt and his mouth went to her ear. She gasped as he found her pantie clad mound and pressed against it with his fingers. He whispered filthy things into her ear, “you’re gonna be a good little whore tonight…you’re already wet aren’t you…I can feel it, your panties are soaked you little slut”, she formed incoherent words with her mouth, gasping slightly.
“Why don’t you return the favor baby”, I requested. Megan didn’t seem to hear me, but the guy took the hint and lifted her hand and placed it across his lap on his growing bulge.
Her eyes snapped open again, “oh my god”, she silently exclaimed. “His cock is so big”. She squeezed his member through his slacks and he continued rubbing her under her skirt while whispering dirty things in her ear. “I’m going to stretch out this tight pussy of yours with my big dick baby”, his hand moved faster beneath her skirt and her mouth was agape again. “Shhhhiiiiiiit, yyyyeeeesssss”, she squeaked, catching herself being too loud. We all glanced around the room briefly but the music overhead was too loud to hear her little squeals and moans.
Without a word I moved from my seat onto the other side of Megan on the couch and proceeded to pull her skirt up over her hips; he was rubbing her pussy through the black lace of her panties. I touched her knee and gently spread her legs further apart lifting and resting her leg over my knee…he did the same. She sat spread eagle between us now, lustily panting as her pussy was groped by a stranger and her partner in a public bar. I glanced over my shoulder, hearing a number of new patrons entering the club up front…we appeared to still have relative anonymity so I turned my attention back to the debauchery we were instigating. A slight moan escaped her parted lips. She opened her eyes and sat up slightly, as if suddenly aware of herself. I leaned in and kissed her reassuringly, she moaned again…the guys fingers finding a sensitive spot and pressing down through her panties.
I reached down and hooking a finger under the black fabric, pulled Megan’s panties to the side, exposing her pussy, smooth lips parted only slightly, pink and moist. She sucked in air, shocked briefly but melting away as our new friend didn’t hesitate, and licking his fingers quickly began pressing into her entrance, slowly but insistently. Her mouth quietly formed the words “oh my gaaawwwd” and she gritted her teeth and bit her lip as he worked two fingers into her insanely tight cunt. She gripped our arms as he pushed his fingers deeper into her small opening. “Such a pretty pussy…and so fucking tight”, our friend exclaimed. I reached down with my other hand and still holding her panties aside, spread her pussy lips apart, her clit was hard and glistening. She’d trimmed her tuft of public hair down to a tiny strip of red at the apex, an exclamation point above her pretty little hole…did I mention she’s really tiny? I don’t feel like I stress it enough, lol. But I digress.
She was looking down between her legs at the hands of her partner and this stranger molesting her cunt when I pulled her leg up, hooking my arm under her knee. Carl took my gesture as a suggestion and replicated it with her other leg, effectively pinning her legs apart lewdly as he suddenly sunk his massive digits into her pussy, deep and to the hilt of his hand. She let out a slightly too loud “fuck!” as he began deeply finger fucking her, her dripping cunt making audibly wet sounds. I was touching her chin, turning her face towards me and quietly telling her to “look at me baby, don’t scream…you’ve got to be a good girl and be quiet or we can’t use you like a little fucktoy”I slipped a finger between her parted red lips, which she suckled, muffling her whimpers. She had sunk back and down into the seat, almost on her back as we forced her legs apart and took turns finger fucking her for a solid ten minutes or so. Carl knew how to use his hands on her, hooking his fingers up toward her g-spot and applying alternating pressure hard as I spread her pussy and rubbed her clit…she gushed onto his hand, her little cunt squeezing his digits as she came. I had to hold my hand over her mouth to muffle her cries. Carl pulled his now soaked fingers from her pink pussy and told her to lick him clean, which she did with gusto.
We pulled Megan’s skirt down and helped her sit back up. I glanced around one last time…no one else had entered the lounge area since we’d begun, and where we were sitting offered no line of sight still to the others in the room. She said jokingly, “I might need help to get to the ladies room…my legs feel wobbly”. We all chuckled, breaking the newly building tension. She downed her drink and excused herself to the bathroom and he and I made small talk. Shortly thereafter both of our phones notified us of new messages, and to our surprise they were from her. She’d taken some dirty selfies while in the restroom and sent them to us. They showed her reflection in a floor length mirror standing in the middle of the ladies bathroom, bent over at the waist, her coat flung over a nearby stall door. Her back was arched and ass out, her skirt flipped up. A series of these depicted her sliding her underwear off, down her legs to her ankles, then removed completely. The last two showed her pushing a finger into her still wet pussy then sucking her own juices off the digit. He and I chuckled, and I showed him a video I had in my phone of her sucking my cock at my office at work recently. Shortly thereafter she returned, tossing her removed panties to me as she sat down. We stayed only a few minutes more as the place was starting to get crowded and we all had other things to do, her mostly…heh. So we left the club and began walking down the dark sidewalk that led to a well lit corner where I expected our newly ordered Uber to pick us up. Megan’s skirt was definitely lifted a couple of times on the way, and her bare ass was definitely groped and smacked as we made our way to the corner, and eventually home where the two of us double teamed her for almost three straight hours…but that’s another story.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fdggdx/i_shared_my_gf_with_another_guy_at_a_bar_in_public
Great fucking start, can’t wait for the next round