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True Confession Friday 10
Anything Goes
(Tw:: Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Breeding, Contest, Threesome)
This is my 10th True Confession. I chose to make this one my 10th, because after 10 confessions I figured that my readers were due for a “Special” confession. The story I'm about to tell you is one of my hottest and craziest sexual experiences of my life. I hope you all enjoy, and please tell me what you think in the comments.
The year was 2001. At the time, I had just bought a new Harley Davidson motorcycle, and had taken up riding with a bunch of my friends. These particular friends were pretty hardcore bikers and lived the lifestyle daily. Day in and day out. I however, was recently married and starting a family. I was a weekend biker at best back then, even though I had grown up around the biker lifestyle for almost all of my life. My dad was a biker, who rode with the club. My mom, supported this, and would ride bitch with him. Over the years, I heard lots of great stories, and some not so great stories about being a biker. Nonetheless, the lifestyle always seemed exciting to me.
My ex-wife and I had many wild and crazy experiences during our time together. We had tried swapping, swinging, public sex, sex clubs, etc etc etc. To be honest, there wasn't a lot we hadn't tried together. From the earliest minutes in our relationship, we knew we wanted to be together. Trust formed quickly in the way that even though we liked fucking other people, we would always find our way back to one another. There was no jealousy, or fear, which made for a pleasing sexual experience for the both of us. Her being bisexual, opened a lot of doors for me to experience many threesomes and moresomes. It was an incredibly hot time in our lives. All of that being said, we both operated under the rule, that if either one of us decided that enough was enough, all extra curricular sexual activity would stop, and we would just be with each other. As long as there was trust and honesty, and had no secrets…we were having our fun. Of course that all changed later on down the road, which is why she's now my ex-wife, but that's another whole story entirely.
In August of that year, my wife and I were invited to go with our riding friends to attend a bike rally in New York. The guys were all bringing their girls, and so my wife was invited to go as well. I loaded up my wife's Honda CRV with camping gear and coolers and we got on the Mass Pike headed out to New York. Me on the bike, and her following behind.
It was an incredibly fun weekend. A good portion of it was spent drunk off our asses. Lots of drinking and debauchery. Wet t-shirt contests, live bands, drinking games, etc. and also a lot of motorcycle related events. Burnouts, drag races, and the like.
For the most part everyone is cool at a bike rally. But with any kind of large crowd, there are always going to be bad apples sprinkled in. A rule of thumb when dealing with bikers, is if you treat them with respect, they'll treat you with respect. If you don't fuck with them they won't fuck with you.
On Saturday night, the next campsite over from ours, opened an outdoor bar. Kegs of beer, blender drinks, and mixed drinks flowed like a river. A small stage, with a functional stripper pole had been erected. A crowd had amassed throughout the campsite. An estimated crowd of about 150ish people containing both guys and girls.
During the night, different games and challenges were set in motion. Things like show your tits for a free drink. A stripper pole contest. A spank your ass challenge. Etc. It was a lot of fun in many laughs were had amongst the crowd.
My ex-wife had a great, fabulous set of tits. She showed her tits all night long and drank for free. If I had a nickel for every time I was told I was a lucky guy, I would be a rich man. Indeed, I was lucky to have those tits at my disposal for a long, long time
It was late in the evening on Saturday night/Sunday Morning, wayyy after midnight, when someone suggested an “anything goes” challenge. A hat was passed for people to contribute money to give as a prize to the winners. So much cash was collected that the hat was overflowing with bills and change.
To my surprise,My ex-wife Sharon (not her real name), suggested that we get into the contest. I knew that my ex-wife was no prude, but I found it surprising that she was so eager to join in the fun. She was really drunk and acting feisty, and that was always a sure sign of fun things to come. I figured that she was just horny from kissing so many women and showing her tits and ass all night.
“Are you serious? You really want to get into this?" I asked.
“Yeah why not? Sounds like fun doesn't it?" Sharon responded.
Cautiously, I pressed. “What are you willing to do?"
"I dunno. Something sexy. Everyone is showing titties, maybe I'll be the first to show pussy. Get up there and masturbate or something?" Sharon giggled with a devious look in her eye.
“You'd be okay with that?" I had to admit, the thought of Sharon rubbing her pussy in front of a huge crowd seemed really exciting to me. Even more obvious it was to her as well.
We signed up for the contest and waited for our turn. There were several “performers" ahead of Sharon, but most were just the same thing over and over again. A woman trying a stripper pole unsuccessfully, and then showing her tits to appease the crowd. However the performer just before Sharon got up on stage and completely stole Sharon's thunder. She was a hot blonde, who got up there in assless chaps with no panties, and masturbated for the crowd. Sharon was pissed. Now what was she going to do?
Assless chap woman finished by having an orgasm loudly on stage. She received a huge round of applause from all of the horny bikers and drunken sluts that were watching.
Then they called Sharon's name. She was so nervous because she had no idea what she was going to do. She got up on stage and began to undress. Slowly, seductively, swaying in time to the music. It was a very sexy, classy striptease. Once she was naked, she stepped from the stage, and onto the bar. Sharon danced very sluttily, waving her pussy right in everyone's face that was seated at the bar.
Naturally, the bikers at the bar started to get handsy with her. Running their hands up her legs, grabbing her ass, and one even trying to grab her pussy. I moved closer to the bar in case things got out of hand. If things actually HAD got out of hand, Im not sure what I would have done? Probably got my ass kicked by 150 bikers, but she was my wife, and as such, I had to protect her to the best of my ability.
At one point, Sharon laid down flat on her back, atop of the bar. Again, I stepped closer. I was at the end of the bar, between her legs watching my wife rub her cunt and moan loudly. It was super hot and as ironic as it sounds, a feeling of pride washed over me. A feeling of "That's my girl"
To be honest, I don't think there was a soft dick within a mile of the bar. My own cock was very hard, and I could not wait to get back to the tent, so that I could fuck Sharon. All of these nasty bikers might have been fantasizing about it, but I was the one who was getting into that pussy that night.
At one point, Sharon opened her eyes and stared at me. With a smile she mouthed the words “Eat me babe". I smiled back and proceeded to fulfill her wish. I lowered my head and began to devour her pussy. Naturally, Several people, not knowing I was her husband, tried to stop me and I had to let them know that I was in fact, the master of Sharon’s pretty pussy.
The crowd cheered enthusiastically, as I dined on my wife's vagina. Sharon, spread her legs wide, and moaned loudly. She was totally overemphasizing her pleasure, and was putting on one hell of a show for the crowd. I alternated between licking her clit, and tongue fucking her tight hole. I don't know if it was the excitement of the moment, that had her so aroused, but Sharon was soaking wet. As my tongue plunged in and out of her, you could actually hear how wet she was. At least I could anyway.
It was at that time that I heard someone from the back start shouting the words “Fuck that cunt !!”. The crowd must have liked that idea because they all joined in. Before long, the whole mob was chanting..
“FUCK THAT CUNT !”
“FUCK THAT CUNT !”
I am a people pleaser. When a crowd of 150 people are all calling for me to fuck my wife, I am going to do it. I geared down quickly, standing naked from the waist down. My cock hard as can be, sticking straight out. Because the bar was chest level, I needed something to stand on. Looking around, I saw a milk crate nearby. I grabbed the milk crate and stepped up onto it. This brought me to the perfect height. Without hesitation, I slid my hard dick into my wife's soaking pussy. Sharon screamed out in pleasure as I did.
The crowd erupted in applause.
I started sliding in and out of Sharon slowly. Certain spectators moved in for a closer look. They wanted to see my cock going in and out of her. Both Sharon and I found that incredibly exciting. As we fucked, the crowd closed in. All of them trying to get a better view of the show. It was crazy for me to see all these people standing so close around me and my naked wife.
As the show progressed, hands started to grope Sharon. Men's hands. Women's hands. Everybody wanted in on the action. I wasn't sure how Sharon was going to react to this and I looked at her and asked “are you okay?” To which she nodded her approval and smiled. From that point on it was game on. 20 or 30 hands started touching her all over. Pinching her nipples. Touching her face. Grabbing her throat. Even violating her sexually. One horny biker bitch even rubbed her clit, while I fucked her cunt.
It wasn't just her either. I had hands touching me too. Strange hands grabbing and spanking my ass. Pulling my long hair. Feeling my legs etc. At one point, another biker lady started moving my hips in and out at a quicker pace forcing me to fuck faster. It was a mind-blowing experience, having someone else help me to fuck my wife, but after all it was in anything goes contest.
Remember earlier when I said if things got out of hand? Things were rapidly starting to unravel. People were getting too turned on. Granted, the situation was already depraved, but things were getting nasty. Members of the crowd were trying to put their dirty fingers into Sharon's mouth and into her ass. Guys were jerking off and cumming on or near Sharon. I could see the look of concern forming on her face. Therefore, I deemed it necessary to wrap this up as quickly as possible.
I fucked in and out of Sharon fast and hard. Rutting her cunt furiously. Slamming into her over and over. Even over the cheers and shouted comments from the crowd, I could hear myself grunting. “Mmm mmm mmm mmm."
Ironically it was the biker bitch that had been rubbing Sharon's clit earlier that ultimately got me off. She reached down and spread Sharon's lips apart. Placing a finger on either side of Sharon's pussy. In doing so I could feel her fingers grazing against my cock as I plunged in and pulled out. It was just that added sensation, that little bit of extra friction, that sent me over the edge.
All of a sudden, I could feel my orgasm cumming. I thrusted all the way in and let go. I erupted inside of Sharon's cunt. Spurt after glorious spurt spewed from my dick. I creamed and gushed my baby batter into my wife. As I did. My hips thrusted in such a way that signaled to the crowd that I was indeed cumming.
The crowd cheered once again.
You would think that's where the story ends right? Wrong.
As I pulled my dripping cock from my wife's now sloppy used pussy, Horny biker bitch stepped up. She bent down and ate my cum from Sharon's pussy. Sliding her tongue deep into my wife, and cleaning her up. Her tongue must've felt really good because within second Sharon was screaming out that she was about to cum.
And Boy…. did she ever!
As she came, Sharon squirted and sprayed cum all over myself and three or four other people. She exploded like Old Faithful. Screaming out in pleasure loudly.
The crowd went nuts and started chanting “Winner… winner… winner!”
In the end, Sharon and I did win the challenge. We did win the prize… but maybe the best part of winning was that Horny Biker Bitch (Her name was Jodi) spent the night in our tent fucking both of us silly.
The weekend was so much fun. Sharon and I continued to go to Biker rallies until we divorced in 2012. All of them sexy and fun, but none as fun as the weekend above.
An interesting tidbit to the story. Nine months to the day that this event happened, our oldest son was born.
Another interesting tidbit? The cash prize that we won was just a little under $1,500. And yes the new handlebars we bought for the bike looked fantastic.
Thanks for reading.
An Erotic True Confession by Kiddmandu
