Getting [F]ingered at the bar [MF]

I’m with this guy I barely know at a local dive bar. We have a couple of drinks and are having a good time. He says we should check out the upstairs room, and I say OK.
It’s sparse – a pool table and a couple of oversized armchairs. There aren’t many people around. He leads me over to a chair, sits down, and pulls me into his lap, with my back to him. I laugh and start to say something cheeky. He puts his hand on my face, turns my head toward him, and kisses me long and hard.
As we’re making out, me still mostly facing away from him, he starts rubbing between my legs, over my jeans. The seam of my jeans is in a really good place, putting pressure on my clit every time he runs his hands between my legs. We’re not the only people upstairs, but it’s pretty empty.
I don’t like drawing attention to myself in my everyday life, but there’s something very sexy about the possibility of being seen in the act. I’m the kind of girl who doesn’t like to *get in trouble*, so even though I’m suuuuuper turned on, I’m kind of nervous that someone will notice us. My hips are getting into a rhythm with his hands, and even though it’s dark and fairly empty upstairs, I feel like we could get caught at any moment.
When he starts unbuttoning my jeans, I almost die! But I’m too into it to stop. He unbuttons my jeans just enough to get his hand inside, pulls my little black g-string over to the side with one finger, and starts rubbing my clit with another finger. I’m sooooo wet, his finger sliding over and over my clit, making me squirm. I’m trying to keep my composure, but I’m not doing a great job. He puts his other hand lightly at the base of my throat and kisses me hard. It’s a good thing we’re kissing when I cum because his lips muffle my moan.
He slips his fingers inside of me before taking his hand out of my pants, and I know we’re far from done tonight. I grab his hand and suck myself off of his fingers. I button my pants, straighten my sweater, and excuse myself to the ladies room.

My [F] 3some with my now-husband’s then-wife [FFM]

When my husband and I started dating, we were both married to other people. We were both in open relationships, neither of us happily married.
His (now ex) wife and I became friends. She and I occasionally went out for coffee or lunch. Sometimes the three of us would go to dinner.
She decided that the perfect gift for his 37th birthday would be for us to surprise him with a 3some! At the pre-arranged time, I parked on a side street so he wouldn’t see me, and she snuck me in to their house through the back door.
She told him she had a surprise for him. She’d picked up a mini cake at the bakery, so we stuck one candle in and lit it. We both started singing *Happy Birthday* as he was walking down the hall toward the bedroom.
He was so overwhelmed when he saw both of us there, waiting for him on the bed, that he had to walk right back out of the room. He was absolutely floored that his wife had arranged a 3some with me!
After a few minutes, he recovered enough to come back in and graciously accept his gift. When he lifted my dress over my head, she said, “you didn’t tell me she had the body of a greek goddess.”
She’s a runner (I’m not) and was very thin at the time. So I probably did look like a greek goddess to her with my soft curves and hourglass figure.
I could tell he was nervous and wasn’t sure if he should kiss his wife or his girlfriend first, so we kissed each other and then him. He relaxed and got into the groove after that.
I love to watch my now-husband fuck other women, and the image of him fucking his then-wife that night is still hot to me. She rode him in a way that I could just tell she was using his cock for her pleasure. I sucked on her nipples while she came on his cock.