Username: wandawoman4blk Date: 23-04-2023 21:47:23 Mood: happy Music:

I tried to act mad at the girls even though it all happened so fast I wasn’t sure who was responsible for what had taken place. I also knew that somehow J had condoned the entire incident. After another beer and passing around a joint or two, things had calmed down. The girls were still teasing me as the guys all complemented my nice skin colored blouse and dance moves. Everyone was interested in seeing if I would agree to dance topless again. Even though I worked with them all and would see them again soon, there were only five or six guys and the three other girls. And, they had already seen me topless. As us girls continued to dance, the guys would cut in. J would again nod at my boobs from time to time until I said what the hell and removed my top for the rest of the night. He would still nod occasionally as my nipples would change. As I became more relaxed, so did my breasts, my areolas enlarged and even became puffy again. The less that was said, the more comfortable I became in the hot apartment and tried to get the other girls to join in. One of them finally joined me, but the other refused. The guys had pulled a coffee table out of one of the bedrooms where it had been stored and us girls would take turns being a foot taller (go-go girl style). Then came the big push. During a break, the talk turned to what it would take to get me out of my jeans. J knew that I usually wore cotton bikini briefs and insisted that anyone who had ever been to the beach had seen as much. Of course the guys all liked the idea. And the girls, they were worse than the girls in the locker room after gym. Everyone wanted to see some “stuff”. Lynn had even agreed that she might join me after a song or two if all went well. After some coaxing, I agreed to lose the jeans for another dance with AS.. So as I stepped away from the kitchen table with my hand in his, I left everything I had worn other than my briefs draped over the back of the chair. Nate had reminded the folks that the home much smoother things had gone without all the noise and suggested they not make a big deal out of the dance. I don’t remember the song, but do remember AS. He was a little more hands on and even helped me up on the table when it was my turn again. Lynn never joined me, but the air conditioner had also been unable to keep up with all the people being in the apartment and after getting used to wearing very little, I was probably the most comfortable one in the room. I had gotten used to the warm room and the freedom to wear as little as I needed to be comfortable. There were still more guys in the living room and less in the kitchen unless we were taking a dance break. Then there were more guys in the kitchen. But, J and the others were right. I felt at ease in the briefs even though it was quite arousing when I stopped to think about it. The next few dances were either with the girls (on the table rotation again) or with a couple of the bus boys. The boys seemed very content dancing with the occasional bump and grind. With that, AS returned from the kitchen and helped me onto the table so I could dance for him. He rested his hands on my hips as I swayed to the music. As he ran his fingers under the elastic band in my briefs, he gave me a look of wanting more. I looked toward the kitchen where J stood leaning against the wall. He just smiled and nodded. As I looked down at AS, I did the same. It was an embarrassed smile, but I smiled and nodded. One quick move by him and I was stepping out of my panties. I could hardly stand from the excitement as he steadied me. I could feel the excitement leaking out of my p**sy and running down my thigh. I tried my best to stop it. AS smiled. I have always had trouble controlling my bladder when aroused and I was aroused. AS picked up my briefs and dried my leg as I danced for him. As soon as the song was over I ran to the restroom. He came in to check on me. I don’t know if he cared whether or not I was ok or if he was looking concerned in hopes of a follow up dance. I was now self-conscious and very self-aware. I had just danced nude in front of my fellow co-workers with the approval of my boyfriend. I had experienced an obvious orgasm in a room full of people without even touching myself or being touched. I shuddered again as I stepped from the restroom as everyone stared. I told J that I needed my clothes and we needed to leave. We did stop by the river on the way home. We did have crazy sex. I had wild sex with AS in my mind as I used J’s body. He took me home happy.

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I can only imagine how many white Southern girls dreamed of a black man while they were having sex with a white boy.