The Leopard Club by Cart
My wife Cara and I had a strong relationship for ten years. I wasn't concerned about her leaving me for anyone else. But what I was concerned about is that we would not improve our sex life before we get too old to do anything exciting. I kept harping on this point for several years before my wife turned 35 years old and my argument started to make some sense. The next day after a brief and uninspired night of sex my wife finally asked what I had in mind to improve our sex life. Well my heart started to beat real fast because I knew I had to be very careful about what I suggest as not to scare her. You see, my wife is a traditional Asian woman with some very conservative values. Cara, being 5'4" tall, 103 pounds and very cute, made the contrast of beauty and conservatism very frustrating. Both Cara and I are middle management, college educated, white collar office worker types. We drive a Toyota Camry.
Well, I've always had these fantasies about Cara wearing sexy clothes. In these fantasies, we, typically, would be at a nightclub where other men and women would drool over her and I would take her into some dark back booth and fondle her without anybody knowing. So knowing my wife would probably not want to be fondled in a nightclub, even in the dark without someone looking on, I just told her that I would love it if we could dress up very sexy and go out to a nightclub. She actually seemed to think this was a great idea. The next Saturday she dressed up in an average skirt and blouse and we went to a nightclub and danced. She had a great time, men and women actually looked at her and she loosened up. That night after we arrived home, we made love with more passion than we had for a while. Cara actually said the next day that I was right and that we should do more things to spice up our sex life. She asked me if I had any other ideas and I said that she we should continue to go to the nightclubs and dress more provocatively. She seemed to hesitate but said all right but that she did not want to be overdressed. So I suggested that we go to one of the more trendy nightclubs where she could wear a more revealing outfit. Cara asked what I wanted her to wear. I suggested that we go to a shopping mall and see what they have.
After work on Wednesday we met at the mall. We picked out two relatively short skirts, a semi- see through mesh top (suppose to be worn with a bikini top type bra or tube top), a leather vest and a short black evening dress. I picked out for her several lacy thigh-high stockings and some lacy underwear. Then she said it was time for her to pick out my clothes. I did not expect this but I guess that was fair. She said she wanted me to look like a tough guy and she picked out some tight fitting shirts. We stopped at a western wear store and picked out some biker boots, a leather vest and a wallet/key holder with a chain that attached to a leather belt. When we got home, we put on our new clothes and it felt like we were putting on costumes. She looked real hot with her leather vest, short skirt and lacy stockings. After looking her over real good she at first blushed and then said I want my hunk to take me right now. I walked toward her, knelt down, reached under her skirt and ripped down her panties. She stepped out of them and I then pushed her down onto the bed. I pushed down my jeans enough to let my cock loose. Wasting no time I grabbed Cara's arms and brought them behind her head. My dick easily found her vagina but I had to let go of her hands to guide my dick into her. I slammed her for about 15 minutes and she was more vocal than I can ever remember. After we were finished, we both looked at each other and without saying anything we knew that we liked out new found game and were going to do this again.
The next day Cara called me at work and asked if I still wanted to go out or if we just wanted to dress up again and make love. I said that she should dress up and we can go out to some nightclub again. She said all right but that we should find a nightclub where I can wear my biker type clothes. This time I hesitated somewhat but I said that I would pick a place. On the way home from work I stopped at a few bars on the other side of the city to see if one might be suitable. I found one that appeared to be relatively crowded, there was dance music and had a good mix of people. I did not want to find an exclusive biker bar where I might get in trouble. Cara was excited that I followed through and found a place.
On my way home from work on Friday I stopped at the convenience store to pick up a few things when I noticed a display of temporary tattoos for kids. Some of the tattoos had parrots and other kid stuff. Anyway, since all I could think about all day was our night out and Cara dressing so sexily at the bar, I thought it might be cool if she put on a temporary tattoo. When I brought it home, I said that since she wants me to wear biker clothes, his wife is expected to have a tattoo. She said that bikers do not have wives, they have chicks that hang out with them. I said all right you can be my chick tonight but you will have to wear a tattoo and take off that ring. She said anything my man wants. Then we burst out laughing. I said that I cannot believe that we are actually going through with this. Cara said that she was nervous but as long as we stuck together we might have some fun. So we got dressed, Cara with her short dress, leather vest and lacy stockings and me with my biker clothes. I suggested that for fun we should not wear any underwear and she said 'no way, lets not get too ridiculous. I'm wearing a skirt and someone might see.' I relented but said how about no bra and I won't wear my underwear. I said that her vest does not completely cover her bra and that it looked strange that way. So after a while she said that she was not going to wear her bra but that she would wear the lacy blue underwear we bought. Finally I said that we should pick out a tattoo and Cara had second thoughts. So I said that if she put it on the top part of her breast, her vest would cover it but that I would be totally turned on knowing it was there. We picked out a little tattoo with the image of a leopard.
When we arrived at the bar, it was about 9:00 p.m.. The place was modestly crowded but you could feel that the place was going to fill up more later. The crowd at this time was a mix of older locals and younger people. Cara and I felt sort of embarrassed and disorientated at first. We were not used to dressing up so differently and we were not used to not wearing our wedding rings. I noticed right away that some people were giving us dirty looks while others were checking us out, especially Cara. We went to the bar and ordered a drink. I was thinking that a biker should not order an imported beer so I ordered a standard working class brand for Cara and I. We walked around the place but the only table open was one toward the back of the place and near the two billiard tables. My fantasy was for Cara to be drooled over by other men and women, but I was glad that she wore her panties. Because of the height of the stools she would have felt extremely uncomfortable sitting on that high stool.
We were sitting there at that table looking around for about 20 minutes as the bar was filling up. The volume of the music was increasing and Cara and I were not talking much to each other. Finally I asked her if she would like to play some pool. She is a lousy pool player but at least we would be doing something and I could watch her move around. Years ago I used to play a lot of billiards and was quite good. While we were playing quite a few groups of twenty-something guys were crowding around the pool table and were reserving the next games. Meanwhile, I was teaching Cara how to properly play and the game seemed to take forever. I was teaching Cara how to play a ball if it was laying up against a bumper when some guy said that how about it if Cara quits the game and he becomes my partner. Cara said go ahead and we started a new game. I don't no what happened but my partner turned out to be an excellent pool player, I got lucking and made some spectacular shots and we were winning every game. Cara was sitting near us in her revealing outfit looking on. The tops of her stockings were showing slightly. My partner introduced me to some of the other people there and asked if I had a motorcycle. I told them I did and that it was a Harley Davidson. Good thing they did not ask me which model. While we were playing, my wife was starting to whisper things in my ear like, 'I want you,' 'I'm yours tonight,' 'I wish you would take me right here on the pool table.' I was getting hot but she was on fire with all these comments. Finally, I walked over to her, grabbed the back of her head by her hair and forced her mouth to mine. We kissed, toungue and all. A couple of the guys I met commented that I had a real fine girlfriend. I don't know what got into me but I said that she is not my girlfriend but that she just likes to hang out with me and my other friends. After that several of the other guys started talking to Cara.
Cara loved all of the attention she was starting to get. My partner and I finally lost a game so I went over to talk to Cara after a while and told her what I had told those guys. She said that explains why several of the guys were making suggestive comments and she was getting some stares. She wouldn't tell me what those comments were. She said that I should be careful about what I tell other people because she was going to pretend that all my comments were true. I asked her what she meant. And she said that if she was going to be just a hanger on chick that she was free to show interest in other men. We knew that we were just playing along with each other, but, the way she sort of defiantly said that she was going to show interest in other men felt like a challenge. In any case my dick was about as hard as it can get and I needed to adjust it in my pants so I just winked at her and left to go to the men's room.
While walking back to the pool tables, I stopped to get another beer and look at the women dancing. One of the guys I was playing pool with earlier was also getting a beer and while we were talking he said that Cara told him that I was some guy she picked up last week at another bar. I almost choked and said that was something she likes to do. I told the guy that she is the best lay I ever had and that she will fuck you all night and drain you to a shriveled up carcass. I was getting to enjoy this conversation and remembered her tattoo. I told him about the tattoo and said that she told me that it symbolized freedom. The leopard meant that she was like a wild leopard free to attack anyone she wishes. He said so you're not her boyfriend. I said no, no one is. I walked back to Cara and asked her if she was going to pick me up again tonight. She blushed slightly and said well I'll let you know at the end of the night. I told her that she better not wait because the other men in the bar will probably all attack her after all the things we have been telling them. She smiled at me and said isn't it fun to tease. I told her just be careful, these men here are very horny. She just smiled and pushed on my chest saying go play some more of your pool while I just sit and play here. I said wait a minute. You are not going to tease these guys without teasing me. She said ok what do you want me to do. I said play with the bottom of your skirt when I'm looking at you.
Of course when we started playing pool again I told some of the guys that at a certain point in the evening that Cara will get real horny. I told them when she starts playing with her skirt they will know. So during the game I slyly looked at Cara about every two minutes and she started to play with her skirt. The other guys were noticing but I told them not to stare.
Well after a while I was starting to get slightly tired and I suggested to Cara that maybe we should consider leaving. Then she told me that while I was away several guys were asking her about her tattoo. For some reason she told them that she does not have a tattoo. She told me that one of the guys told her that I said that she was part of a group of women called the 'leopard pack' that will have sex with any man that asks. I was thinking that rumors have a way of getting out of hand once they are started. She said that one of the guys indicated that there is a back bar room that no one uses and that he would teach her something about being a leopard. She told the guys that she is not a leopard. Cara then said to me 'I warned you about your game . . . I'm getting excited about all of this teasing and these guys are getting very persuasive.' I said what do you mean? She said that if I weren't truly married to you I might just have sex with these guys.
I went to finish playing the pool game when Cara went to the restroom. When she was gone one of the guys in the group by the pool tables said 'that chick Cara sure is driving us wild . . . I've got to know if she is a part of the 'Leopard Pack.' I think she wants it, she wants it bad. She has been playing with that damn skirt again, I've just got to find out. Realizing that this night was getting seriously out of hand I walked over to the woman's restroom and waited for Cara. When she emerged I briefly, I told her about what happened and suggested that it was time to leave. To my surprise Cara said that she was hoping that we could find that back bar room. In a round about way of saying that this is not a real good idea, I told her that she looked great and that I and all ten of the men at by the pool tables would like nothing better than to have sex with her back there. Then we looked back by the pool tables and most of the guys were looking at us. I took a deep breath and said see we probably will not be left alone back there. Cara said, matter of fact like, 'you started this fantasy stuff and I'm so hot I want to have sex right now. There has got to be a solution. I don't care if anyone sees us or anything.' I said 'or anything?' I told her that if we went back there the rest of the group would follow and she would be gang *****. I said 'how would you like that?' She said defiantly that it would not be ****. I then said to her that if she wants to have sex with anyone else that we need to talk about this first. She asked 'are you then telling me that you might approve of this sometime in the future?' I took a deep breath and said that I have had this fantasy for a long time now but that it is not something that a guy tells his wife.
Not knowing what to do nor what her exact feelings were about our conversation, I checked on the door to the back bar room and it was not locked. I stuck my head in and felt for the light switch. The room was basically an open and appeared to have been seldom used. I checked the back of the door for a lock and there was one and it worked. I told Cara to wait while I go to the mens room. She said that I had better make it quick because she had a surprise for me. I walked back to her and grabbed her waist and asked what that may be. She whispered 'I took my panties off just now in the restroom.'
Just as I left to go to the restroom, two of the guys by the pool tables walked over to Cara. The biggest guy asked Cara if she was a part of the notorious 'Leopard Pack.' Cara said no but the guy said that he has heard otherwise. He said that he is sorry but he has to find out. He asked her to show him her right breast. She hesitated and sort of froze when the big guy took his hand and gently pulled the vest over her right breast exposing the top of her breast. She didn't know what to say when one of the guys on her left said 'why don't you 'do us' tonight.' Cara said that she was reserved for her boyfriend tonight. One of the guys said 'he's not your boyfriend he's just some guy you picked up last week.' Cara was thinking about what to say when I walked out of the restroom. Cara walked over to me and we slipped into the back bar room and I locked the door.
I could tell that she was flustered. She said if you didn't come out of that restroom that moment those guys would have probably taken me into this room and fucked me silly. I said that after our last conversation she might be interested in that kind of thing. She said 'I was considering it.' I immediately walked over to her and grabbed her shoulder and pushed her to the wall. With my free hand I grabbed her breast and said 'these men will do more than this.' I then grabbed the bottom of her skirt and yanked it upward. I shoved my two fingers in her cunt and said 'these men will stick their dicks in here repeatedly.' She moaned 'Yes, Yes, Yes . . . fuck me repeatedly with your big cocks.' We were so hot. With my hand still in her cunt I moved her toward the door to the bar. I whispered to her 'if you're serious you will unlock that door right now.' She moved her hand toward the lock and turned it to the unlock position. She said told me to take her to the table. I released my fingers from her cunt, walked with her to the table and layed her down. I unbuttoned her vest. I found the zipper on the side of her skirt and slowly pealed it off. I moved around her to her breasts and sucked the one on the left one and then the right. My hand moved back toward her pussy and I began to stroke it. She was very wet. I then moved around by her legs and buried my tongue into her vagina. She was bucking and nervously looking toward the door when it opened and someone's head peaked in. Whoever looked in quickly closed the door. I whispered to her 'they will be coming for you soon.' She whispered back 'will I be all right?. . . oh yes I want them now!'
Cara started to pull me on top of her when someone grabbed my shoulder and said it's my turn now. I looked back and about twelve guys were in the room. Several of them were removing their pants and I could see that several of them had significantly larger dicks than me. One of the guys stepped in front of me and grabbed Cara's legs. He moved them apart and pulled her toward the end of the table where her torso was just over the edge. He positioned his cock at her entrance and pushed it in. The guy set the tone for the next two hours because he began to pound her. He was fucking so fast and hard I was getting real concerned about Cara. The look on her face, however, told a different story as she was totally getting into it. That night I did finally get a chance to fuck her, once on the table and once on the floor doggy style with everyone cheering. A couple guys came on her face which was a total turn on for me. I wished I had a camera. In any case, the whole night was incredible. Cara emerged unharmed and a changed woman. When we talked about that night there is no doubt about it being a turning point. As long as I know that she loves me and will be with me for the rest of our lives I can live with and enjoy our new found adventurous lifestyle.
My wife Cara and I had a strong relationship for ten years. I wasn't concerned about her leaving me for anyone else. But what I was concerned about is that we would not improve our sex life before we get too old to do anything exciting. I kept harping on this point for several years before my wife turned 35 years old and my argument started to make some sense. The next day after a brief and uninspired night of sex my wife finally asked what I had in mind to improve our sex life. Well my heart started to beat real fast because I knew I had to be very careful about what I suggest as not to scare her. You see, my wife is a traditional Asian woman with some very conservative values. Cara, being 5'4" tall, 103 pounds and very cute, made the contrast of beauty and conservatism very frustrating. Both Cara and I are middle management, college educated, white collar office worker types. We drive a Toyota Camry.
Well, I've always had these fantasies about Cara wearing sexy clothes. In these fantasies, we, typically, would be at a nightclub where other men and women would drool over her and I would take her into some dark back booth and fondle her without anybody knowing. So knowing my wife would probably not want to be fondled in a nightclub, even in the dark without someone looking on, I just told her that I would love it if we could dress up very sexy and go out to a nightclub. She actually seemed to think this was a great idea. The next Saturday she dressed up in an average skirt and blouse and we went to a nightclub and danced. She had a great time, men and women actually looked at her and she loosened up. That night after we arrived home, we made love with more passion than we had for a while. Cara actually said the next day that I was right and that we should do more things to spice up our sex life. She asked me if I had any other ideas and I said that she we should continue to go to the nightclubs and dress more provocatively. She seemed to hesitate but said all right but that she did not want to be overdressed. So I suggested that we go to one of the more trendy nightclubs where she could wear a more revealing outfit. Cara asked what I wanted her to wear. I suggested that we go to a shopping mall and see what they have.
After work on Wednesday we met at the mall. We picked out two relatively short skirts, a semi- see through mesh top (suppose to be worn with a bikini top type bra or tube top), a leather vest and a short black evening dress. I picked out for her several lacy thigh-high stockings and some lacy underwear. Then she said it was time for her to pick out my clothes. I did not expect this but I guess that was fair. She said she wanted me to look like a tough guy and she picked out some tight fitting shirts. We stopped at a western wear store and picked out some biker boots, a leather vest and a wallet/key holder with a chain that attached to a leather belt. When we got home, we put on our new clothes and it felt like we were putting on costumes. She looked real hot with her leather vest, short skirt and lacy stockings. After looking her over real good she at first blushed and then said I want my hunk to take me right now. I walked toward her, knelt down, reached under her skirt and ripped down her panties. She stepped out of them and I then pushed her down onto the bed. I pushed down my jeans enough to let my cock loose. Wasting no time I grabbed Cara's arms and brought them behind her head. My dick easily found her vagina but I had to let go of her hands to guide my dick into her. I slammed her for about 15 minutes and she was more vocal than I can ever remember. After we were finished, we both looked at each other and without saying anything we knew that we liked out new found game and were going to do this again.
The next day Cara called me at work and asked if I still wanted to go out or if we just wanted to dress up again and make love. I said that she should dress up and we can go out to some nightclub again. She said all right but that we should find a nightclub where I can wear my biker type clothes. This time I hesitated somewhat but I said that I would pick a place. On the way home from work I stopped at a few bars on the other side of the city to see if one might be suitable. I found one that appeared to be relatively crowded, there was dance music and had a good mix of people. I did not want to find an exclusive biker bar where I might get in trouble. Cara was excited that I followed through and found a place.
On my way home from work on Friday I stopped at the convenience store to pick up a few things when I noticed a display of temporary tattoos for kids. Some of the tattoos had parrots and other kid stuff. Anyway, since all I could think about all day was our night out and Cara dressing so sexily at the bar, I thought it might be cool if she put on a temporary tattoo. When I brought it home, I said that since she wants me to wear biker clothes, his wife is expected to have a tattoo. She said that bikers do not have wives, they have chicks that hang out with them. I said all right you can be my chick tonight but you will have to wear a tattoo and take off that ring. She said anything my man wants. Then we burst out laughing. I said that I cannot believe that we are actually going through with this. Cara said that she was nervous but as long as we stuck together we might have some fun. So we got dressed, Cara with her short dress, leather vest and lacy stockings and me with my biker clothes. I suggested that for fun we should not wear any underwear and she said 'no way, lets not get too ridiculous. I'm wearing a skirt and someone might see.' I relented but said how about no bra and I won't wear my underwear. I said that her vest does not completely cover her bra and that it looked strange that way. So after a while she said that she was not going to wear her bra but that she would wear the lacy blue underwear we bought. Finally I said that we should pick out a tattoo and Cara had second thoughts. So I said that if she put it on the top part of her breast, her vest would cover it but that I would be totally turned on knowing it was there. We picked out a little tattoo with the image of a leopard.
When we arrived at the bar, it was about 9:00 p.m.. The place was modestly crowded but you could feel that the place was going to fill up more later. The crowd at this time was a mix of older locals and younger people. Cara and I felt sort of embarrassed and disorientated at first. We were not used to dressing up so differently and we were not used to not wearing our wedding rings. I noticed right away that some people were giving us dirty looks while others were checking us out, especially Cara. We went to the bar and ordered a drink. I was thinking that a biker should not order an imported beer so I ordered a standard working class brand for Cara and I. We walked around the place but the only table open was one toward the back of the place and near the two billiard tables. My fantasy was for Cara to be drooled over by other men and women, but I was glad that she wore her panties. Because of the height of the stools she would have felt extremely uncomfortable sitting on that high stool.
We were sitting there at that table looking around for about 20 minutes as the bar was filling up. The volume of the music was increasing and Cara and I were not talking much to each other. Finally I asked her if she would like to play some pool. She is a lousy pool player but at least we would be doing something and I could watch her move around. Years ago I used to play a lot of billiards and was quite good. While we were playing quite a few groups of twenty-something guys were crowding around the pool table and were reserving the next games. Meanwhile, I was teaching Cara how to properly play and the game seemed to take forever. I was teaching Cara how to play a ball if it was laying up against a bumper when some guy said that how about it if Cara quits the game and he becomes my partner. Cara said go ahead and we started a new game. I don't no what happened but my partner turned out to be an excellent pool player, I got lucking and made some spectacular shots and we were winning every game. Cara was sitting near us in her revealing outfit looking on. The tops of her stockings were showing slightly. My partner introduced me to some of the other people there and asked if I had a motorcycle. I told them I did and that it was a Harley Davidson. Good thing they did not ask me which model. While we were playing, my wife was starting to whisper things in my ear like, 'I want you,' 'I'm yours tonight,' 'I wish you would take me right here on the pool table.' I was getting hot but she was on fire with all these comments. Finally, I walked over to her, grabbed the back of her head by her hair and forced her mouth to mine. We kissed, toungue and all. A couple of the guys I met commented that I had a real fine girlfriend. I don't know what got into me but I said that she is not my girlfriend but that she just likes to hang out with me and my other friends. After that several of the other guys started talking to Cara.
Cara loved all of the attention she was starting to get. My partner and I finally lost a game so I went over to talk to Cara after a while and told her what I had told those guys. She said that explains why several of the guys were making suggestive comments and she was getting some stares. She wouldn't tell me what those comments were. She said that I should be careful about what I tell other people because she was going to pretend that all my comments were true. I asked her what she meant. And she said that if she was going to be just a hanger on chick that she was free to show interest in other men. We knew that we were just playing along with each other, but, the way she sort of defiantly said that she was going to show interest in other men felt like a challenge. In any case my dick was about as hard as it can get and I needed to adjust it in my pants so I just winked at her and left to go to the men's room.
While walking back to the pool tables, I stopped to get another beer and look at the women dancing. One of the guys I was playing pool with earlier was also getting a beer and while we were talking he said that Cara told him that I was some guy she picked up last week at another bar. I almost choked and said that was something she likes to do. I told the guy that she is the best lay I ever had and that she will fuck you all night and drain you to a shriveled up carcass. I was getting to enjoy this conversation and remembered her tattoo. I told him about the tattoo and said that she told me that it symbolized freedom. The leopard meant that she was like a wild leopard free to attack anyone she wishes. He said so you're not her boyfriend. I said no, no one is. I walked back to Cara and asked her if she was going to pick me up again tonight. She blushed slightly and said well I'll let you know at the end of the night. I told her that she better not wait because the other men in the bar will probably all attack her after all the things we have been telling them. She smiled at me and said isn't it fun to tease. I told her just be careful, these men here are very horny. She just smiled and pushed on my chest saying go play some more of your pool while I just sit and play here. I said wait a minute. You are not going to tease these guys without teasing me. She said ok what do you want me to do. I said play with the bottom of your skirt when I'm looking at you.
Of course when we started playing pool again I told some of the guys that at a certain point in the evening that Cara will get real horny. I told them when she starts playing with her skirt they will know. So during the game I slyly looked at Cara about every two minutes and she started to play with her skirt. The other guys were noticing but I told them not to stare.
Well after a while I was starting to get slightly tired and I suggested to Cara that maybe we should consider leaving. Then she told me that while I was away several guys were asking her about her tattoo. For some reason she told them that she does not have a tattoo. She told me that one of the guys told her that I said that she was part of a group of women called the 'leopard pack' that will have sex with any man that asks. I was thinking that rumors have a way of getting out of hand once they are started. She said that one of the guys indicated that there is a back bar room that no one uses and that he would teach her something about being a leopard. She told the guys that she is not a leopard. Cara then said to me 'I warned you about your game . . . I'm getting excited about all of this teasing and these guys are getting very persuasive.' I said what do you mean? She said that if I weren't truly married to you I might just have sex with these guys.
I went to finish playing the pool game when Cara went to the restroom. When she was gone one of the guys in the group by the pool tables said 'that chick Cara sure is driving us wild . . . I've got to know if she is a part of the 'Leopard Pack.' I think she wants it, she wants it bad. She has been playing with that damn skirt again, I've just got to find out. Realizing that this night was getting seriously out of hand I walked over to the woman's restroom and waited for Cara. When she emerged I briefly, I told her about what happened and suggested that it was time to leave. To my surprise Cara said that she was hoping that we could find that back bar room. In a round about way of saying that this is not a real good idea, I told her that she looked great and that I and all ten of the men at by the pool tables would like nothing better than to have sex with her back there. Then we looked back by the pool tables and most of the guys were looking at us. I took a deep breath and said see we probably will not be left alone back there. Cara said, matter of fact like, 'you started this fantasy stuff and I'm so hot I want to have sex right now. There has got to be a solution. I don't care if anyone sees us or anything.' I said 'or anything?' I told her that if we went back there the rest of the group would follow and she would be gang *****. I said 'how would you like that?' She said defiantly that it would not be ****. I then said to her that if she wants to have sex with anyone else that we need to talk about this first. She asked 'are you then telling me that you might approve of this sometime in the future?' I took a deep breath and said that I have had this fantasy for a long time now but that it is not something that a guy tells his wife.
Not knowing what to do nor what her exact feelings were about our conversation, I checked on the door to the back bar room and it was not locked. I stuck my head in and felt for the light switch. The room was basically an open and appeared to have been seldom used. I checked the back of the door for a lock and there was one and it worked. I told Cara to wait while I go to the mens room. She said that I had better make it quick because she had a surprise for me. I walked back to her and grabbed her waist and asked what that may be. She whispered 'I took my panties off just now in the restroom.'
Just as I left to go to the restroom, two of the guys by the pool tables walked over to Cara. The biggest guy asked Cara if she was a part of the notorious 'Leopard Pack.' Cara said no but the guy said that he has heard otherwise. He said that he is sorry but he has to find out. He asked her to show him her right breast. She hesitated and sort of froze when the big guy took his hand and gently pulled the vest over her right breast exposing the top of her breast. She didn't know what to say when one of the guys on her left said 'why don't you 'do us' tonight.' Cara said that she was reserved for her boyfriend tonight. One of the guys said 'he's not your boyfriend he's just some guy you picked up last week.' Cara was thinking about what to say when I walked out of the restroom. Cara walked over to me and we slipped into the back bar room and I locked the door.
I could tell that she was flustered. She said if you didn't come out of that restroom that moment those guys would have probably taken me into this room and fucked me silly. I said that after our last conversation she might be interested in that kind of thing. She said 'I was considering it.' I immediately walked over to her and grabbed her shoulder and pushed her to the wall. With my free hand I grabbed her breast and said 'these men will do more than this.' I then grabbed the bottom of her skirt and yanked it upward. I shoved my two fingers in her cunt and said 'these men will stick their dicks in here repeatedly.' She moaned 'Yes, Yes, Yes . . . fuck me repeatedly with your big cocks.' We were so hot. With my hand still in her cunt I moved her toward the door to the bar. I whispered to her 'if you're serious you will unlock that door right now.' She moved her hand toward the lock and turned it to the unlock position. She said told me to take her to the table. I released my fingers from her cunt, walked with her to the table and layed her down. I unbuttoned her vest. I found the zipper on the side of her skirt and slowly pealed it off. I moved around her to her breasts and sucked the one on the left one and then the right. My hand moved back toward her pussy and I began to stroke it. She was very wet. I then moved around by her legs and buried my tongue into her vagina. She was bucking and nervously looking toward the door when it opened and someone's head peaked in. Whoever looked in quickly closed the door. I whispered to her 'they will be coming for you soon.' She whispered back 'will I be all right?. . . oh yes I want them now!'
Cara started to pull me on top of her when someone grabbed my shoulder and said it's my turn now. I looked back and about twelve guys were in the room. Several of them were removing their pants and I could see that several of them had significantly larger dicks than me. One of the guys stepped in front of me and grabbed Cara's legs. He moved them apart and pulled her toward the end of the table where her torso was just over the edge. He positioned his cock at her entrance and pushed it in. The guy set the tone for the next two hours because he began to pound her. He was fucking so fast and hard I was getting real concerned about Cara. The look on her face, however, told a different story as she was totally getting into it. That night I did finally get a chance to fuck her, once on the table and once on the floor doggy style with everyone cheering. A couple guys came on her face which was a total turn on for me. I wished I had a camera. In any case, the whole night was incredible. Cara emerged unharmed and a changed woman. When we talked about that night there is no doubt about it being a turning point. As long as I know that she loves me and will be with me for the rest of our lives I can live with and enjoy our new found adventurous lifestyle.
