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 A Night Out by April (Aprilfirez@yahoo.com)

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   A married woman gets a little drunk and horny on her birthday, and a
stranger gets a pleasant surprise when he feels a hand on his ass.  (MF,
affair, strangers)

   *** I read a story titled "Sex Without Names" by Anonymous (address
withheld).  http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/64/sexwithoutnames.txt It was a
story written from a mans point of view, and after reading it I was
inspired to write basically the same story from my point of view, or what I
had imagined while reading his story.

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   It's rare that it ever happens but for my birthday my husband, Jake took
me out dancing.  I love to dance.  Going out to a night club to dance and
hear the latest music is a great way to spend a Friday night.  The dance
floor was packed with guys and girls just doing their own thing.  My
husband doesn't like to dance so as soon as we got there we found a table
not to far from the dance floor; he sat down and said he would order our
drinks.  I didn't waste any time and found my way out onto the dance floor.
I danced through four songs with various guys and girls who were happy to
share the floor with me.  The forth dance got a little hot when a very
attractive couple moved up close to dance with me, bumping and rubbing our
bodies together as we danced.  I did kind of feel a nervous guilt about it
and looked up for my husband but he seemed to be talking to the people
sitting at the table next to ours.  So I just kept dancing, and let them
press their bodies to mine.  Other then feeling a little guilty about it, I
did enjoy dancing with them and feeling their bodies and hands all over me.
By the time that song ended, I was feeling a little hot and really needed a
drink.  As I turned to leave the dance floor, I'm not sure which one it was
but one of them put there hand under my skirt and pinched my ass.  I jumped
a little but was to nervous to look back and just kept walking to where my
husband was sitting.  Jake had gotten himself a pitcher of beer and me a
long island ice tea with ice in it.  And when I got to the table I was
breathing hard and I was hot, in more ways then one, so I drank down my
drink much faster then I should have.  I sat down a while trying to hear
what my husband and the people next to us were talking about but because of
how loud it was I only caught a word here and there.  And it didn't take me
long before I was bored again and wanted to dance some more.  When I stood
up I got real dizzy, I grabbed the table until I was able to control it,
knowing it was from the alcohol in the ice tea.  I turned to Jake, leaning
into him for a kiss and to let him know I was going to head back to the
dance floor for a while.  Jake wrapped his arms around me pulling me tight
to him and kissed me.  Then with out warning he lifted me a little, dropped
his hands to my butt, and as if he was showing me off the people next to us
he lifted my skirt, exposing my g-string and squeezed my ass.  I was a
little embarrassed and taken back by it, Jake is usually the jealous type,
and I didn't think he had drank enough yet to loosen himself up that much.
It made me wonder what he had been talking about with the other people, or
if he did see that last dance where the couple was rubbing all over me, and
it just turned him on.  Either way I very much got a thrill from it and was
soon on the dance floor again with a new excited jolt of energy.  I danced
and danced and danced, only to take a break once and a while to drink what
ever my husband ordered for me.  I danced a few more times with that couple
and we got even more daring as the night went on.  I had sort of wondered
if we might get kicked out because of how dirty our dirty dancing was
turning into.  But other then a passing smile or thumbs up gesture, nothing
seemed to invade our dancing.  At one point we were sandwiched together
with me in the middle, my legs spread around him as he made movements like
dry humping, and then as I leaned back into her, her hands found there way
under my blouse to my bra covered breast.  I looked up to Jake and this
time he was watching us, but by this time I had drank enough and gotten so
turned on and hot that I wasn't even thinking about him being jealous. 
Instead I just looked into his eyes as he watched us dance, and I just let
them do what they wanted during the dance.  A short time later while still
on the dance floor I met up with one of my friends.  Amanda was an old
friend I knew since grade school.  She saw me with the other couple and had
a few flirty things to say about it.  As the night went on I spent more
time dancing with my friend then I did with the couple, and they sort of
went off on there own anyway.  Amanda told me she saw the couple head into
the men's room together at one point.  This didn't help me any thinking
about the things they were doing in there, and sort of fantasizing at the
same time about what might have happened if I had gone with them.  As the
night went on I got more and more turned on but at the same time I was
getting a little wore out also and spent more time at the table with my
husband.  And I couldn't help but "flirt" with him and the people that he
was talking to.  I couldn't hear everything that was said, but then by that
time I was drunk and didn't really care that much.  I was just turned on to
a point that was almost mind blowing.  I told Jake about my ass getting
grabbed and pinched several times while dancing and how I enjoyed the
groping that had happened to me while on the dance floor.  I would have
never said any of these things if I had been sober, fearing it would heat
up Jakes jealous side.  But after all the flirting and him showing my ass
off to the people at the table next to him I didn't even think about it. 
At one point, remembering what Amanda had said bout the other couple going
to the men's room together, I asked Jake to take me there, but he refused.
I told him that I was so hot that I needed him right now.  He just said he
wanted to finish his pitcher and wasn't ready to leave yet.  That's when I
felt someone pinch my ass again real hard, but the club was so crowded that
by the time I turned around I couldn't tell who did it.  I turned back to
my husband and told him and he said he knew who did it.  And as he pointed
the guy out to me he said I should go pinch his ass.  All I could see was
his back side as he was walking away toward the bar.  And as I looked, I
felt a hand move under my skirt to my ass and begin rubbing.  I thought it
was Jake but when I turned back around to him it turned out to be one of
the guys at the table next to us.  All I heard him say, speaking to Jake
was that he was right, "nice and tight".  I couldn't believe my ears as I
looked to Jake, only seeing a big smile on his face.  That's when the DJ
called out last call.  Knowing the club wouldn't be open much longer I
decided to just ignore Jakes change in behavior and get some more dancing
in and maybe burn off some of this pent up horniness I was feeling.  I met
up with my friend again and as we danced I told her about what happened. 
She dared me then to go and pinch that guy's ass like Jake had told me to
do, and hinted that if Jake wasn't going to take care of me, that other guy
might be willing.  I laughed off what she said, but in the back of my mind
it was still there.  The last dance song ended and the DJ put on one of
those patriotic slow songs that they always play as one of the last songs
of the night to get the place to clear out.  My friend and I then went to
the bathroom.  While in there, she again brought up the guy that pinched me
while I had been standing right in front of my husband, and again dared me
to do the same back to him before he left the club.  As I stepped out of
the bathroom there was the guy walking toward the exit and with out a
thought I ran up behind him through the people and pinched his ass.  I
meant to just turn around and act like nothing happened but the guy was
fast and in a blink of an eye he grabbed my wrist.  I tried to pull away
but he was stronger then I was and held tight, dragging me to the back of
the club where it wasn't as crowded and he wheeled around facing me still
holding my wrist painfully tight.  I was so surprised; I realized it wasn't
the same guy that Jake pointed out to me.  In a stern strong scolding sort
of voice he asked "So can I pinch you too?" I tried to look for Jake but
from where this guy had dragged me I couldn't see much and knew not many
could see us.  He squeezed my wrist tighter wanting an answer and all I
could think of saying was "I don't think so." He then said that wasn't
fair, since I had pinched him.  I didn't know what to do, I knew this
wasn't the guy that grabbed my ass and I really felt guilty.  Feeling so
guilty and not knowing what else to do I just nodded.  He reached around
behind me with his other arm and I expected to get a pinch that was so hard
it would leave a dark bruise that would last more then a week.  But as he
reached around me I felt his hand under my skirt and he took a hold of a
whole cheek and squeezed it gently, and massaged me with his fingers.  I
was surprised and shocked at the same time but what he was doing actually
felt good.  With out thinking I said "that's not a pinch." He didn't seem
to care and just kept doing it.  He pulled at my g-string and I felt the
tip of one of his fingers tickle my rosebud, sending electric tingles
through my entire body.  I started to feel a little light headed and I
don't think I would have done this if I had been sober, but what he was
doing felt really good and I was still in a state beyond horny.  I stood up
on my tippy toes to get closer to his ear and whispered to him asking him
if he might want to find a more private place.  He just looked down at me
with a big smile, still holding my wrist, he lead me out the back door of
the club.  He took me to his car and as I looked at the old beat up whale
of a car I briefly wondered to myself what I was doing here.  He unlocked
the door and with just a slight pause I got inside.  I gave him directions
as he drove, leading him to a spot that was a couple miles from my house,
but still very secluded.  It was a spot out in the country, no that one
ever came out to at night, not even the police.  After a couple of dirt
roads we arrived at the there.  I had walked here several times since Jake
and I first moved here and always thought this was a really romantic place.
It was beautiful.  The car was framed by several fir trees, through the
boughs we could see a small pond, shimmering in the moonlight.  I had
always wanted to come here with Jake but he never had the time or was never
into it.  The guy was quiet as he turned off the ignition and as he turned
to face me, I was feeling a little guilty he wasn't Jake, so I didn't want
him to say anything, so before he had a chance to open his mouth I just
attack him head on, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him.  We sat
and kissed for a few minutes, the heat building in both of us; I let his
tongue penetrate my lips and then did the same to him.  Our hands didn't
stay idle for long either.  His hands found my ass again, lifting my skirt
and with a cheek in each hand, he was again gently squeezing and massaging
me.  My hands were on his strong chest trying to undo the buttons of his
shirt so I could feel his skin.  Once I got his shirt off he helped me with
mine, I hugged him tightly pressing my chest to his.  It took him a bit but
with a little effort he managed to undo my bra, and he broke my hug to pull
it off of me completely.  But the second he had it off of me I pressed my
body to his again hugging him tight, feeling his heat.  We kissed some more
and then he moved around and started to kiss my neck and then back to my
ear, nibbling on my ear.  His window was open and the air was cool and
damp, I shivered as a slight refreshing breeze caressed my naked skin.  He
then stuck his tongue in my ear which was sort of a shock, making me take a
quick deep breath and dig my finger nails into his skin.  He kept nibbling
on my ear, but managed to work his hands between us and play with my
breast. His hands were strong and rough, but felt good as they moved over
my chest.  I have very sensitive nipples and love to have them pinched and
pulled on, but he seemed to want to tease me.  I couldn't take much more I
wanted him to touch my nipples, to pinch them, to pull on them.  They had
gotten so hard they hurt, I wiggled and squirmed trying to move enough so
he would touch my nipples.  When he finely did, it felt like electricity
flowing through them.  I nearly screamed when he pinched both at the same
time really hard, I bit my lip to control myself, and enjoyed every second
of it.  I was so hot and on fire, any sense of reality seemed to have been
lost.  I dug my fingers into his skin and while I pressed my pussy against
his knee, moving back and forth.  I heard a cricket chirp outside and then
I was gone, my body erupted from with in, my orgasm taking me completely.
When my senses returned and I was able to catch my breath, I pushed back on
him and got on top of him.  He slid down under me so I was lying on top of
him and we began kissing again, this time with much more passion and heat.
His hands were all over me.  I felt his hands slid down my back and under
the waist band of my skirt, pushing it down as he went.  He undid the
button and zipper that held it up and as he pushed down I helped by
wiggling until my skirt was low enough for me just to kick it to the floor,
the entire time our lips pressed to each others.  He reached back up them
grabbing the back of my g-string and pulled hard, I felt the string as it
dug into my skin and cut through my pussy.  I was about to scream when the
string snapped and he roughly pulled them from me.  He then pushed me over
and moved us so he was now on top of me, I was now completely naked and at
his mercy.  He laid down letting all of his weight rest on top of me.  Then
he began kissing me again, moving from my mouth to my neck, then my chest.
He took his time sucking on each nipple over and over again.  He would let
his tongue dance across one nipple trailing it to the other then sucking it
between his lips hard almost engulfing my entire breast, and gently sink
his teeth into my skin.  I just closed my eyes enjoying the wonderful
sensations.  After a bit he let up and continued kissing me moving even
farther down, across my belly, I felt his tongue lick just under my belly
button then his hands gripped my thighs and pushed them farther apart.  I
felt his hot breath tickle my skin as he lowered his mouth to my pussy. 
His fingers spread my lips, and as if to test the flavor he flicked his
tongue out to my clit, which released an uncontrolled moan from my throat.
He must have liked how I tasted because he spread my pussy even wider and
pressed his open mouth completely over my pussy.  Taking a deep breath, I
opened my eyes and was looking up through the window; I could see the
beautiful night sky with its infinite supply of stars.  Again reality was
gone to me.  I knew I should have been feeling guilty that this wasn't my
husband, but as I thought that, I also thought how good this was feeling.
And the fact that my husband, Jake would never do this for me, no matter
what I did, shave, perfume, douche, whip cream, honey, chocolate syrup,
even on my hands and knees begging, he would never do this for me.  I
couldn't help it, it just felt so good.  His lips would fasten to my clit
as he sucked it in hard, letting his teeth lightly graze, with his tongue
flicking it.  I had to concentrate hard just to keep breathing, and then he
wiggled two fingers between my lips and inside me.  As he sucked, licked,
and nibbled he would wiggle those fingers in and out of me this way and
that way, pushing deeper and faster with each thrust.  Again I lost it; it
was so intense, feeling his fingers inside me, my body clenched up almost
doubling over.  I was worried he would stop, thinking I was in pain, but
with lost breath, I screamed at him, don't stop, oh yes!  more!  faster! 
Harder!  Then I froze...  I was about to call out Jakes name, but this
wasn't my husband; I tried to think of his name but then realized I didn't
know it or who he was at all.  But as my orgasm hit me I just let it all go
and lost all thought of anything other then the ecstasy exploding from with
in me.  I felt on fire, full of electricity and energy, I was ready for
more, I didn't know his name or who he was but I did know I wanted more of
him, I wanted all if him.  I pushed him off of me rolling over again so I
was on top of him and immediately proceeded to remove his pants and
underwear.  His penis was beautiful, it was uncircumcised, thick long and
rock-hard, veins expanding from it's entire length, when I pulled back on
the skin, the head popped out and was a dark purple mushroom much wider
then his shaft.  I didn't waste a second and immediately sucked it deep
into my mouth, taking it as deep at I could doing my best to try and
swallow it with out gagging.  I wanted to taste his cum.  As I sucked I
could feel him get even thicker, and I could feel his pulse every time I
sucked it in deep and tightened my lips around its base.  Then just as I
thought I could feel him about to cum he actually pulled my hair, pulling
my lips off his shaft.  I was in a state of madness and extreme horniness.
He said something to me but my ears were ringing and I didn't completely
understand him.  The next thing I knew, he was sitting up and had me
straddling his lap.  As soon as I felt the tip of his thick penis touch my
pussy, I lowered myself on it.  I meant to just sit down right away, taking
him all the way into me, but he was thick and just trying to get that fat
purple mushroom of a head in me hurt.  I knew I was more then wet enough,
but I swear the head on his penis must have been close to the size of a
tennis ball.  His hands were on my hips pushing me down and as I let out a
long breath I let all my weight rest on his cock.  I felt my pussy lips
stretched tight and then he was inside me sliding deep all the way to my
cervix.  It hurt but also felt so insanely wonderful at the same time.  I
moved up and down with his shaft supporting me from inside, sort of
controlling just how I was able to move.  I have never felt so stretched,
so completely filled.  I'm not one that usually has an orgasm from
penetration alone, but I swear this time just after a few strokes of
feeling this mans organ inside me I was gone.  My orgasm had been so
intense I nearly passed out.  When I came to my senses I was a little
surprised to find myself half bent over facing away from him, laid out on
the seat in front of him.  I felt his hands on my ass and for a brief
second I thought he was going to try and get that mushroom into my ass. 
But as his fingers dug into my cheeks spreading me wide I felt the heat
from that magnificent cock press against my pussy and slip inside me from
behind.  I herd him grunt and with a one fast forceful push he was
completely inside me, again pressing that bulbous head of his cock hard
against my cervix, pushing me flat against the seat and taking my breath
away.  He held me there like that for a moment and then pulled completely
out extremely slow.  He let the tip of his penis rest on my engorged lips,
and I could feel a slight vibration between us where his skin touched mine.
With out any warning he slammed into me again as deep as my body would
allow him.  My body and pussy reacted to this sudden deep penetration, by
clamping down tight, and another orgasm began to build from deep inside me.
He took a few more excruciating slow strokes in and out of me, and with
each stroke I could feel my pussy cramping tighter and tighter around his
thick shaft.  As he continued fucking me his stokes got faster and faster,
driving harder and harder into me.  As he continued, he was slamming into
me so hard and so fast that it made it difficult for me to get any air into
my lungs.  I was to the point I thought I might pass out and I tried to
pull myself up to get some air into my lungs but I was pinned under his
strong body.  It was at that moment, I felt his shaft suddenly expand
inside me even more and I heard him start to grunt.  And with all his
strength he slammed one last time all the way into me as his cock erupted.
He came with so much force and heat; I could feel his cum wash over my
cervix and into my womb.  It sent me over the top.  Lightning and fireworks
in ever imaginable color exploded from my pussy and out into every tiny
nerve of body.  When my body finely relaxed and I came to my senses, the
world was still slowly spinning around me.  I could feel his entire weight
on top of me.  He had fucked me so hard and then orgasmed so intense that
he had passed out with his hard cock still deep inside me.  As I laid there
trying to catch my breath I could feel his penis inside me pulse, start to
shrink, and then I realized that he had cum with so much volume that as his
penis shrunk more it was starting to leak out of me, down over my clit and
across my skin to the point I could feel a puddle forming where my belly
touched the seat under us.  I think it was only a minute or two, but as I
laid there waiting for him to recover, a twinge of guilt and worry went
trough my mind.  I had just cheated on my husband with a man that I didn't
even know his name, and I let him cum inside me when I knew I wasn't on any
birth-control.  And from the amount of cum I felt leaking out of me I doubt
this guy had sex or even masturbated in the last year.  When he finely came
too, we both got dressed and I had him drive me and drop me a little ways
from my house.  I didn't want to tell him I was married so, I told him that
I didn't want my parents to see me getting out of his car this late at
night.  When I got home I was relieved I didn't have to come up with an
explanation right away to tell Jake.  He was passed out half undressed with
his pant around his knees, his penis in full view, and laying half off the
bed.  After making sure he was alright I went to the bathroom to clean up.
There was a note taped to the mirror.  It was a note from Amanda explaining
how Jake got home and telling me not to worry about anything.  She wrote
that she saw me leave the club with that other man, and Jake had been so
drunk he thought she was me.  She wound up driving him home, and confessed
to undressing him, but then said he passed out before she could have any
fun.  I was so relieved after reading the note I wasn't mad at all about
her wanting to have some fun with my husband.  In fact the thought sort of
put an idea in my head of what I could do for Jakes next birthday.  I
folded up the note, along with my torn panties, and hid them in the bottom
drawer of the bathroom vanity where I kept all my feminine hygiene
products. When I got back to our room, I helped Jake get out of the rest of
his cloths, and all the way into bed.  I laid down next to him still
feeling guilty.  But when Jake wrapped his arm around me grabbing my chest,
pulling me tight to him, and then feeling his hard cock press up against my
naked ass, I decided right then and there that I would give Jake what he
had asked for since our wedding night.  I finely decided out of love, guilt
and maybe a little self punishment, to let Jake finely fuck my virgin ass.
I knew, with out a doubt it would hurt, but I would never say no to my
husband again.  THE END, that is, until next time....