Husband dared me to let myself be felt up on dancefloor [F/M] | 2016

(Husband here on wife's account): Sharing this story originally posted by my wife on r/hotwife. We got some amazing responses in that sub and I realized that it probably belongs here too. She's at work now and has no idea I'm posting it here too. Feel free to distract her with PMs ;) She's a shy one so I'm sure she'll be blushing all day.

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My husband has been trying to get me into the hotwife lifestyle for a while now. I've always been pretty reluctant...I'm a pretty traditional asian girl...but he recently tricked me into taking what I thought was a pretty crazy and perverted dare.

I was extremely nervous going in, but I'd have to admit that it was one of the craziest, most pleasurable nights of my life :P. Now he's forcing me to post the story on here. Why not... Apparently I'm supposed to describe myself first (sorry, no pictures, not comfortable with that yet). I feel a bit awkward doing that so I'll let him do it:

(Husband): My wife is pretty damn attractive. Of course, I think she's 10, but in general I've heard many mentions of her being in the 8+ range. She's half Korean/Chinese in her early 20s, 5'7, gorgeous legs, skinny but also has natural curves. Imagine Miranda Kerr but smaller boobs and ass. Very big eyes for an asian, long flowing hair. Jaw-dropping when she wears tight, short dresses, and high heels.

(Back to me): Well anyways...

I stupidly ended up owing my husband a dare and I stupidly didn't place any limits on what he could ask for. Of course, I should have known the pervert would turn it into something sexual...

On Friday night he told me that I had to wear the shortest dress that I owned - a tight blue bandage dress that just about covered my crotch....but with no underwear. To me, that was already bad enough...but not even close...

We go out clubbing and to lounges quite a bit but usually at relatively fancier places. This time he took me to a dive-y bar and club that we've never been to. It looked like its main audience are a mix between college students and your average young office worker. It was at least 3/4 guys. And I was one of the few girls who wore a dress, not to mention how short it was...

What the hell...?

Then my husband revealed the rest of my dare. He wanted me to dance by myself on the dance floor for at least an hour. I had to let whoever I wanted to dance with me do ANYTHING they wanted to me (except for take me off of the dancefloor). I can't even turn around to look at the guy's face. One kicker - he would be dancing close to me, in my view and he would give me a signal if he wanted me to stop dancing with the person (at first I thought this might be a good thing...I was wrong).

Jesus...This was crazy...I've never done anything like it before. At that point I REAALLY wanted to back out, but...a promise was a promise...

According to my husband, these guys rarely, if ever, get to be with a girl like me, so he wanted to "make someone's night".

After quite a bit of hestitation, and a couple of shots...I went for it. Started dancing right in middle of what was becoming a pretty crowded dancefloor full of guys desperately trying to dance with the selection of girls there.

I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when almost immediately a guy put his arms around me and started grinding on my from behind. It got me SO nervous, but I have to admit I was getting a bit turned on with this guy grinding his semi-hard lump against my butt and holding my waist...

He didn't do much more than that though for the next 10 minutes, which I thought was totally fine lol... But then my husband, who was dancing almost right next to me at this point bumped into my thigh - the signal to disengage from the guy. I didn't really mind heh...

But of course, as soon as I moved away, someone else took his place. This new guy was something else...I get the feeling that he was watching me with the other guy the entire time and was just waiting for his moment. He was not a particularly good dancer either but GOD he was a pervert. His lump was rock hard and was literally dry humping me from behind. So much so that I was pretty sure that my dress completely rode up and my pussy was on full display. The rules dictated that I couldn't adjust though. I was getting quite embarrassed...and even a bit more so because my body was getting even more turned on...

Not only that, but boy was he freaking handsy. His hands seemed to have explored every inch of my body from my chest to my thighs. Dammit. I couldn't do anything about it. He was basically molesting me on the dancefloor and I could not do a thing. I looked over helplessly at my husband wondering why he didn't give me the signal to dance with someone else. No way he wanted me to dance with this pervert, right?

Dammit. I saw it in his eyes. That was exactly what he wanted. The signal rule wasn't to help me at all. It was so that he can have me dance with the most perverted guy possible. Shit...

I couldn't do anything. Curse that rule. By not resisting, the guy took it as a sign to go even farther. Minute by minute he got more and more bold. He started by grabbing my boobs as he ran his hands up and down. At first I was SHOCKED. But jesus...i could not believe how wet I was getting...

The moment my mind went to my pussy, I instantly cursed in my head. If he's getting so aggressive up top already...then that means he'll soon...

Fuck, as soon as that thought came into my head, I felt his right hand slide down my chest...then to my stomach...to my right thigh...shit shit shit....around to my inner thigh...damn damn damn...

I felt his finger slide into what I'm assuming to be my VERY wet pussy. Immediately, as if by instinct, I let out a short moan and ground my butt hard against his hard-on. I was SO embarrassed but oh my fucking god it felt so good. Somehow it felt so much better than getting touched regularly...

Of course, he didn't just stop there. Given how sloppy he was of a dancer, he was apparently incredible at fingering girls from behind. What he did exactly was more or less a blur for me. He played with my clit for a bit and then started literally finger fucking me on the dance floor. It was driving me freaking crazy! I was bucking all over the place and doing all I can to prevent from moaning out loud. My mind was (alcohol was hitting me hard too at this point) was going wild. I closed my eyes and just let this perverted stranger fuck the shit out of my pussy. After who knows how long I felt the familiar build up of an orgasm. Shit shit. It felt like it was strong. I NEVER would have thought that I would ever cum in the middle of a dancefloor....but jesus I couldn't think.

And so I came. Maybe not my absolute best orgasm but goddam it was up there. My whole body shook and I felt like I would have completely collapsed if it werent for the guy's hands holding me up (i realized that his other hand was firmly grasped on my boob at this point).

My husband must have realized that I had came as well and he gave me the tap signal to leave. At this point I got pulled back into reality and it dawned on me what had happened. I quickly looked around to see if anyone saw me. Phew. If they did, they weren't showing it (My husband later told me that a couple of guys did secretly enjoy parts of the show heh).

My husband was smart enough to pull me away from the dancefloor and into the car before I might have felt regret at what I did. I felt so many emotions....but I guess the hidden slutty side of me overcame it all and I just enjoyed the afterglow of the experience.... And of course, my husband took me home and we had the best fuck in months.

(The end)

Well...that's it guys. Geez...I didn't expect that the act of writing down this story would have turned me own so much...Could you tell that I got soo wet throughout the story? hehe... Jesus, what has he done to me...

Well guys, sorry for the really long story. I guess I got really into it. Both the experience itself and even posting this story was incredibly erotic for me...Guess I'll have to do it again soon enough...My husband apparently already has another perverted dare for me...I'm surprised at how excited I am about it.

Oh and apparently it's a thing to post up pictures of myself and verify. I'm sorry to say that I'm not fully comfortable with that yet. Maybe someday, but not now...

EDIT (Husband here): Wow everyone, you guys sure have had quite an effect on my lovely, shy wife. She is getting really overwhelmed by all the likes, comments, PMs. I think her embarrassment is getting the better of her and she might not respond for a while. But I personally know how turned on all of this is making her. We had an incredible night last night, thanks to you guys. She's at work right now but I just know she won't be able to resist checking up on her PMs once in a while (boy are some of you dirty). Feel free to continue PMing her. I'd imagine she'll be squirming in her seat not getting any work done :). She's an administrative assistant wearing a really nicely fitting business casual outfit with a pencil skirt, if that helps.

FYI, after some more convincing, with the help of some of your comments, I think she's ~90% open to going all the way with another guy. Hopefully I can make it happen and get my babe to post another about it within the next couple of weeks. As you might expect from this dare story, I'll do my best to make the experience very interesting. Or as my wife says, very very "perverted" :)