crossing barriers, high risk fun

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crossing barriers, high risk funWe had had a great night. After a boozy dinner we carried on drinking in a series of crowded bars. It was a hot, humid evening and Lyn was dressed to excite, as always. Her very short white skirt showed off her beautiful tanned legs superbly. As usual she was wearing the briefest of g strings below. She was braless with a thin figure hugging top, which had tiny straps. She was wearing shoes with a small heel.The main road in Aiya Napa was crowded with revelers as usual. We pushed their way into one crowded bars after another and knocked back beer after beer. I always liked it when Lyn was in a drinking mood as she got more and more sexual and, if I am honest, more open to lurid behavior. By about 2am we ended up in a completely packed night club. Standing beside Jenny at the bar, I watched a hand running its way up the back of Lyn’s leg and up, under her skirt. I looked to see the owner of the hand and saw it was a young European lad. I wanted to see exactly what he would do, though I was a bit concerned that Lyn would freak out. The guy did not seem to realize that Lyn and I were together, certainly he did not attempt to remove his hand when he saw that I was watching. I was interested to see what Lyn’s reaction would be when she both notice that this wasn’t an accidental touch and that it wasn’t me touching. The lads hand was completely under the skirt, which was consequently raised up exposing a good portion of her amazing bum. It looked likely that the lad has his fingers up against her thinly covered pussy, maybe even inside her panties.Lyn had been ordering drinks (yes, it should have been me, but I had been desperate for the loo when we arrived!) and was therefore a bit preoccupied trying to attract the barman’s attention and standing on tip toes to be seen above the crowd. This had given the lad easy access, not least because it had made Lyn’s already short skirt ride up even higher. She seemed to suddenly realize that the boy was groping her as she came back down onto her heels. This meant that momentarily the lads hand went further up her skirt, and fully exposing her arse. All those guys crowded around the bar must have seen her naked arse; the g string was firmly up her crack and invisible. She turned and slapped his hand away and swore at him, but she quickly turned back to the bar as the barman had just turned to serve her.By the time she got the drinks she seemed to have forgotten about the incident as she didn’t mention it. We moved to the side of the bar and squeezed into a corner to sip our drinks. The crush of people made even raising an arm to drink, difficult. I took the opportunity to feel Lyn’s breasts, slipping a hand down her loose top and cupping her braless pert young breasts. She always loved her nipples being tweaked and the atmosphere, alcohol and general ambiance made her appear to particularly enjoy the sensation of me rolling her tiny nips between thumb and forefinger.I moved my hand down muğla escort to check on her pussy; I put my hand under her skirt and slipped a finger inside her panties. I was not surprised to find her snatch all sticky and slimy from her juices. She half closed her eyes as I rubbed gently inside her labia and occasionally into the hole. I looked around and saw the boy who had felt her arse standing with 2 other young lads leering at me. I was slightly concerned about risking a problem with these boys but I still couldn’t resist making a point of licking my fingers when I removed them from Lyn’s pussy. The boys smiled and gave me the thumbs up.Lyn wanted to dance, despite the packed dancefloor. We pushed our way into the thong of people and found a spot where we could just about shuffle. Lyn is the kind that really gets into her dancing. She closes her eyes, sways her hips in an unbelievably horny way and lets herself go. Her style wasn’t very easy in this crowd, not least because she was now very drunk and lost balance a fair bit, bumping into people; with hands regularly grabbing her to help her back to the vertical! I stayed as close as I could to her, but from time to time the sheer crush of people split us up for a few moments. It was around this time that my kinky desires and drives overtook my good judgment. I was kinda open to Lyn getting touched up and thought that now she was very drunk and tired she might well be mildly “assaulted” in some way. Things moved fairly quickly. As Lyn and I were separated for a few moments Lyn was in the middle of a particularly energetic dance routine. Her arms were raised above her head along with most others around her as everyone chanted to the verses of the well know song. Her loose, flimsy top had ridden up, expose all of her tummy in a very provocative way. I watched in a combination of concern and awe as I saw a boy reach from behind her, slip his hands under her top and raise it above her perfect tits, which he them cupped in his hands. A shocked look came over her face. I was off to one side and so she couldn’t immediately focus on me. When she was able to bring her arms down, and it took a few seconds, she grabbed the boys hands and removed them from her tits.I moved to go to her side, but a new song began and the crowd packed even closer. With the new music Lyn seemed to have forgotten about the assault and just carried on dancing. I still tried to get closer to her, but the group of lads managed to keep a tight ring around her. I gave up trying to force my way through the crowd momentarily as I was suddenly overwhelmed with excitement seeing one of the lads lifting Lyn’s skirt from behind, right up to her waist and showing her g string to his mates. She couldn’t have realized how much of her he was showing, as she didn’t seem that bothered. The boy then grabbed her g string and pulled it off in a quick movement. The waistband was no more than a few millimeters think and the panties came off very escort muğla easily, her thick bushy pussy on display for all to see for a few seconds before she brushed her skirt down. I was not sure she realized that her panties had been removed as she didn’t look all that fussed. The lads passed the panties to each other, each having a good sniff before passing them around.Now the boys clearly had their blood up as they were now far more energetic in their groping and touching. It was obvious that one lad had his hand cupping Lyns pussy from behind. Despite her hairy snatch the disappearance of fingers made it clear that he had fingers inside her. I guess by now Lyn knew that bad things were happening, but even sober once she is turned on she gets very brave, so as drunk as she was now I suppose it was not surprising that she seem to just go along with what was happening. She knew I had fantasies about seeing her with other guys, I had talked about it often enough. She has always said she was open to it so long as I didn’t get all jealous on her.Well, right now I was feeling jealous, perverted, vulnerable and unprotective. I knew if faced with this situation I would feel these things, but now it was here I was almost shaking with lust and anxiety. So, the loud loud music pumped out, the crowd remained sleazily, sweatily packed into a seething mass. Lyn had all 3 lads dancing right a up to her. Her skirt was now pretty much around her waist, the straps of her top had been pulled down and her tits were on display and being pinched and sucked by the boys. Other guys amongst the mass of people saw the fun and closed in. I was now also fairly close, almost close enough to touch. I ended up behind her, next to one of the lads, who I am sure didn’t recognize me as the partner of the girl he was jointly m*****ing. I reach around her towards her pussy, and felt fingers from other hands already wet with her juices and manipulating her vagina. This was like a dream. It was kinda a fantasy come true for me, but the mixture of fear and excitement was more than I expected. I was completely shock when I noticed that one of the boys had his cock out of his trousers and was rubbing it against Lyns bum. He was already very hard and in what seemed like one movement he bent his knees, moved forward and forced his cock into Lyn’s pussy from behind. His mates helped hold her forward to ease his entry, but I am sure it slipped in very easily due to the juices flowing freely from her. I cant tell you exactly how I felt at that time. I was very excited certainly. I was scared that a young guy was fucking her with no protection; god knows what diseases he might have. I was scared that this would all get completely out of hand. Even though Lyn was not apparently complaining, I had no idea what she might think in the morning. She was too drunk to say no now. I was supposed to keep her out of trouble. The boy didn’t come, but pulled out to let a mate have a go. The second muğla escort bayan boy also entered in a fast and aggressive movement. He pumped away, his mates cheering although hardly able to be heard above the throb of the disco music. That boy pulled out and the third mate took his place. None seemed bothered about coming, or anyway the circumstances didn’t lend themselves to getting to the vinegar strokes I am sure. The third guy was not properly hard and soon gave up. Other guys crowded around trying to have a go. But now Lyn was clearly feeling a bit sick from being bent over while they pumped. She started retching and this was the chance I needed to grab her and pull her out of the crowd. God know how I got her out of there without a crowd of horny men following us, but I took her right to entrance and into the balmy night air and around the corner in case anyone tried to follow. Far from being upset or distraught she began hiccupping and laughing. I don’t know how much she realized had happened. I am sure she didn’t realize that 3 men had fucked her. The whole of that incident cannot have taken more than 10 minutes. I probably got us out just in time. One of the straps of her top was torn and of course she had no panties. She had love bites on both her tits which didn’t look too bad. Even in the poor street lighting I could see her nipples were sore looking from having so many guys suck them over that short time. I was now overwhelmed with lust. I kissed her and felt her cunt. She was a bit sore, not from the sex, but from the fingers that had been fingering her. She was still wet. I had no choice. I was intoxicated by the situation. I bent her over for the fourth time that night and fucked her hard right there in the alley. Some couple looked into the alley and saw what we were doing as they passed by, and this added to the best erection I had had in a long time. Two girls actually came into the alley to watch us; giggling nervously but intently watching Lyn’s tits hang forward and my cock slippery with cunt juice ramming in and out. When I was ready to come I pulled out and with a roar came on Lyn’s back for the girls to see. They giggled even more and said as they walked off that I seem to really need that!As soon as I finished coming I pulled Lyn’s skirt down, covered her tits as best I could with the torn top and we walked back to the hotel. I was pleased I had remembered to bring a bottle of Betedine (a kind of iodine, kills all known germs, used for pre-op cleaning) with me ( a premonition?!) and as soon as we go into the room I took us both to the shower and forced loads of the chemical into Lyn’s vagina and scrubbed my cock with it 4-5 times. I doused Lyn 5 times, as deep as I could to ward off any horrid things that might be in there. I put Lyn to bed and she fell instantly to sleep. I was still on a high; still wound up and buzzing. I knew that Lyn would not remember much the next day, but for me I had to live with the fact that I had allowed my girlfriend to be serious sexually assaulted and had loved it. Now it had happened I wanted similar events to happen again. That is always the trouble with crossing lines, once crossed you cannot go back. I wanted more.

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