Mona The Rocky Mountain Nympho Is A Fraud, She Only Pretends To Be A Nympho Online.

This is actually my aunt. She is my mom's younger sister. She is 53 and fatter naked than I expected. Her marriage is rocky. Should I try to fuck her?

So Me and my wife are in Rocky Point vacationing over the holiday at Playa Del Norte. I'm down by pool relaxing and drinking when I hear the guy a few chairs down scolding a little girl about something she did. When I look over, I see him pull down the bottoms of the girl about 8 years old and bend her over his knee. Now I'm looking around to see who else is with us and there only seems to be a few other sun bathers. He smacks her once on her up turned ass and asks her a question I can't make out. The girl seems to be whimpering when he spanks her again on her bare ass. About this time I have a boner that is harder than Chinese arithmetic!! The hot part was as soon as he spanked her ass he would rub her bottom for awhile to take the sting away. On the third spank he looked at me and smiled. I will finish in a minute

Rocky the Jedi XD

Married guy, 8 years or so. Two great kids. Went through a rocky patch last year, very close to divorce. Things are a bit better since. Sex is so so, but monotonous. There is a lady friend of mine who was in school with me. So we've known each other a very long time. Plenty times in the past the chats would be "heated". At the height of my marriage problems last year, and after not getting any sex for a while (wife wouldn't even undress in front of me), I visited this lady's house. Didn't know what to expect. Didn't have any game plan. Didn't go there with the idea of cheating on my wife. After a bit of chatting, I did grope her tits a bit. She was aware of my marriage problems so we called the encounter "therapy". She does have awesome tits, I have to say. That was about a year ago. We've chatted many times since. Recently we started chatting and joking about another "therapy" session during which I'd probably fuck her. She says she has wanted to fuck me for a long time. Her husband cheated on her, so she's keen to get back at him.

So yeah, I'm married... but also have a big titted lady very keen for a NSA fuck. What to do??? Will my conscience eat at me?

i confess that yesterday i went for a walk and showed my dick to random hotties in the street, i even wanked next to a girl at a bus stop, but she stood up and started talking on her phone so i had to leave, then i showed my dick to a few more girls in the street, and by this time i was sooo turned on that i went onto the beach where there are rocky groins compartmentalising the place into more private affairs though you can still be seen from the street and there were about 20 people around, but i was so horny that i plonked my stuff next to two teens, took off my slacks and boxers and lay down and wanked while they watched, and i think a guy about 25 meters away saw me but i didnt care!!! Then when i'd shot my load i put my boxers back on and took a swim!!!!

So here's a confession and a request.

For the longest time, I've been wanting to have sex with one of my first cousins. Long story short, we haven't had sexual contact with each other, but we have been in a sexual situation before. Another cousin of mine and I were extremely curious with each other, so her and I explored and felt on each other. One time it was in same the room with my other cousin (the one I now want to sleep with) not too far from us doing something with some kind of object, I can't even remember. The one I was fooling around with got cold feet after awhile. Things stopped pretty much after that.

Now, here we are. She's bi, always has been EXTREMELY open with me about her sex life. I tend to hear more of it than most, but she's still pretty open with it to anybody willing to listen. Gorgeous tits, really short, and she's one of my favorite people in the world, and I want to fuck the living shit out of her while she begs for me to do it.

She's married for a few years now (I can't remember how long) and it's kinda rocky. She's talked about having other friends, but nothing ever sexual, unless it's something they wanted, in which they were turned down, but for other reasons than her husband.

What do you think? Do you think I might have an opportunity here? I feel it would be a connection like no other. To be that good to each other, and not even romantically. Plus, I know she's a freak, and I cannot stress enough how much I want to titfuck her.

Thanks for replies.

My mother and father were broken up before I was born and my mother's hatred for him was so great she did everything she could to keep me from knowing him. It wasn't until the courts stepped in at age 13 that I ever had any contact with him. This was also when I found out I had a 9 year old sister. Even though she's technically my "half" sister we never split hairs or any of that, we've always just been brother and sister, fuck the half bullshit.

Having spent the first thirteen years of my life not knowing I had a sister it was strange meeting her for the first time. My brain didn't connect the dots that this was blood to me and all I could think about was the cute little blonde girl who lived with my dad. Over a little bit of time as we got to know each other we began to goof around and play like brothers and sisters do. One of the ways we played was wrestling around a bit. One of our female cousins (a cute, chubby redhead) began joining in on the wrestling. My father and his brother were both a couple of grade A perverts, something I think rubbed off in the family DNA because at some point in time the wrestling game became a game of the girls trying to get to my junk. I would valiantly fight them off but on a couple occasions they managed to sneak a peek at my package. It only became worse the day they realized they were making me hard, causing them to double up on their efforts. Knowing they were turning me on seemed to give them a charge and a twinkle in their eyes. Although I never did manage to get a peek at any of my cousin's goodies I was lucky enough one day to pull my sister's top enough to get a full on view of her budding little boobies in all their naked glory. This is an image that has burned in my mind ever since.

Many of my adolescent masturbatory fantasies involved my sister and cousin. If they only knew how badly I wanted to put my cousin's round fat ass in the air and pummel her pussy while she licked my sister to an earth shattering orgasm...or how badly I wanted to lick sis to an earth shattering orgasm myself...

At the time I didn't know what to make of my feelings towards my sister. I just knew they were considered "taboo" and I couldn't speak of them to anybody. I also noticed as much as I wanted to bang our cousin hard, my threesome fantasies became one on one fantasies with cuz being the odd girl out. It wasn't a matter anymore of just wanting to fuck my sister, I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to hold her, caress her, kiss her, do all the things with her a romantic couple would do together. I secretly wanted her to be my girlfriend.

Only three short years after meeting my sister I was moved away to another state to be near other family who was living there. It would be another three years before I saw my sister again, sadly, at our father's funeral. By this time I was 19 and she was 15. Something I've always remembered from that time is seeing her standing in the lobby of the hall where the after funeral gathering was held. As I walked into the building she was standing there, alone, trying hard to be strong. Even under the circumstances I couldn't help but think how stunningly beautiful she looked. Knowing how badly she was hurting I wanted to take her in my arms and comfort her, the way a husband might comfort his wife. I settled for a simple brother to sister hug.

Shortly after that we lost track of each other. My stepmother and I never had the greatest relationship so I wasn't very much of a priority to her. She especially couldn't be bothered with me living in another state. I re-entered my sister's life a few years ago when I started wondering whatever happened to her and went searching for her online. I found a couple Facebook profiles that might have been her but I couldn't be sure because there were no pictures visible. Finally I found a profile that did have pictures and lo and behold, it was my long lost sister. A few years older, but still as hot as ever. I learned she now has three kids, the youngest and oldest being boys with a daughter in the middle. The daughter is damn near the spitting image of her grandmother, who despite our rocky relationship had the kind of body that made me fully understand why my father wanted to bang her.

During some of our conversations since being back in touch with each other my sister managed to rekindle a lot of what I felt when we were kids. One of the things she did in the beginning really had my head twisted around though. She would make comments to me that had sexual overtones, the kind of comments a woman would make to a guy she wanted to tease but certainly not to her brother, right? Being intrigued by the thought of my sister flirting with me and the possibility of some long standing fantasies becoming reality I would try to give her carefully crafted answers that could be taken as either naughty or innocent, depending on which way her responses drifted. Many times after fanning the flames she would respond with something like "EWWWW, INCEST!" after which I would explain the "innocent" version of my comment and ask her why she was the one thinking dirty like that. In the meantime I was a walking hard on thinking about the dirty ways my sister's comments to me could be taken and how many dirty ways I could take my sister. Just to make sure it wasn't me reading what I wanted to be into her comments I forwarded some of her text messages to a female friend who was well informed about my lust for sis. Even my friend said my sister's comments sounded more to her like she was trying to feel me out for a fuck instead of innocently talking to her brother. Over time the teasing comments died down, but just recently she did make a veiled comment about where her mind goes, hinting that her thoughts weren't very innocent.

Over the past several months my thoughts about my sister have increased. A lot of this is due to the fact that I'm now living near her again. Very recently I had the opportunity to see her again for the first time in about 20 years. As always she looked absolutely delicious. I couldn't help but run my eyes up and down her curves when she first stepped into my view. I also couldn't help but notice her "budding little boobies" are now far beyond budding and much larger than I remember them being at 15! I finally got to meet my nephews and niece in person and saw first hand that my niece has a body built for fucking that none of her pictures do justice to. Just what I need, another family member to have filthy incestual fantasies about lol

My fantasies of sis have never stopped, but since we've been back in contact they've become more frequent again and been infiltrated by the new details of her life. I find myself daydreaming about catching her oldest son fucking her and blackmailing her to let me join. I've fantasized about catching her sucking her daughter's juicy little twat, and I've even joined the two together and fantasized about catching her son fucking her while she goes deep sea pearl diving with her daughter. My number one fantasy about her though has nothing to do with anybody else, just me and her. If I could live any fantasy I wanted with my sister it would be to take her out on a dirty date in public. In my daydreams we go out for dinner, maybe a movie, and end up someplace like a bar or some other type of "adult entertainment" establishment. Nobody around us knows we're brother and sister. Nobody would even imagine we're related watching us carry on like a real couple instead of siblings. I'd have her sitting in my lap, grinding her ass against my cock while I kiss her, nibble on her neck, and sneak a rub between her legs every now and then, checking to see how much wetter her panties are than the last time I checked. I've had two different endings to the fantasy, the first being that our evening would end in a motel room, so turned on by the thought of playing with each other as brother and sister in front of an unsuspecting audience that we rip each other's clothes off as soon as the door is shut behind us and spend the rest of the night sucking and fucking each other's brains out like we really are boyfriend and girlfriend. The other ending to this fantasy is that we end up in a secluded corner surrounded by a bunch of horny boys and girls watching us fuck for them, cheering us on, having no clue they're watching a real life brother/sister show.

Although realistically I don't ever see anything happening between us I still have a part of my mind that holds out hope, given the teasing she did early on in our online reunion, and my friend's opinion that my sister is interested but afraid to follow through. I've only seen my sister once since I've been near her again and I really want to spend more time with her, but honestly, I'm afraid of what might happen if my friend is right and she really does harbor some of the same desires towards me that I do towards her. Right now it's only fantasy, but I know if by some twisted stroke of fate anything ever should happen, once we cross that line we'll never be able to come back. I also know if she ever does try to cross that line with me I'm going to do very little, if anything at all, to stop her.

So...there's this guy I do some work with (I do contract work for the company he works at), hes like 5 years older than me, and we hang out now and then indirectly with some other friends and our girlfriends. Anyhow, his girlfriend is one of those flirty but innocent kind of girls. Shes a bit young (4 or 5 years younger than me) and small for him (he's pretty big). I met her first a few years ago at a Halloween party and shes was a bit kinky, a tad slutty, but with a nerdy combination. I really liked that.

Anyhow, she flirts a bit here and there and sends me messages every once in a while (or I will message her). Its usually pretty innocent but now and then she or I will drop something dirty or kinky in, something about getting her wet or pulling on her hair... little stuff.

Our significant others both think that we've done SOMETHING. We're both in relationships and even though I know she's stepped out of line in the past, I just don't know what her intentions are. She's cheated on him before when their relationship was rocky (has a bit to do with age difference and where they are in life I think). My gf has been... lets say angry about the way i get grabby/flirty at parties.

I haven't done anything with this girl yet but I really would like to get with her. Just even to give us more of a reason to keep talking and actually have something to hide even. She just seems really fun and it always seems like it would be right for us to have done something especially with our significant others talking behind our back about us...

Feels like I'm missing out on an experience I'm being blamed for and I know that it would be kinky. She's still in school at the local university and I just want... I dunno... to help her study sometime, share some drinks, give her some tips, my tip.

Even as I write this I'm talking to her about an event next weekend and if she'll come out for drinks afterwards. She wants me to message her.

What to do? Its so temping but I'm also trying to be a good friend to her and a good bf...

I fucked a guys wife and fucked his sister too.

I have a work related confession, obviously the names are changed, but the story is 100% how things went down. Not some BS fake confession you see here all the time. This happened about 10 years ago and never told anyone, just thought id share it with all the pervs like myself. I dated a cowokers cousin for a few weeks, it didnt work out. Somehow the topic of sex got going in the break-room between my coworker (Jennifer) and I. I was telling her how i would handle things in the bedroom and she seem intrigued. She was married but vulnerable due to a rocky relationship. Her husband was lacking providing the attentions she needed and I somehow provided that to her. But still she was married and I had never crossed that line and not even sure she would so I thought nothing of it. A few weeks later she pops in where we keep our belongings and mentions that she almost stopped by my apartment to "see what i was working with". A bit shocked, but my other head did the thinking and I told her she should have. We tease here and there and about a month later there is a knock at my door and I open it and see Jennifer in workout shorts and a T-shirt. I invite her in and ask what she is doing here. She seems nervous and im a little as well. Im in my early 20's and a married women is alone in my apartment with me. We both sit on the couch and small talk about the workday ect, she decided to make the first move and leans in and kisses me. As we make out, instincts have me reach down to her crouch and I slide a finger in.To my surprise, no panties! She was soaking already, and that got me really going. Keep in mind this was about a month build up of teasing back and forth at work not knowing if the other party was serious or not. Not even thinking about consequences, morals, bad judgement, all that went out the window and this was pure hardcore lust for each other.I wanted her so bad in that moment I just didnt care about anything else. We quickly moved to the bedroom. I pulled down her shorts and went down for a taste and she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer. I finally pop up and put it inside her. I was young, so i was a fucking machine (not the same when you are older lol). I nutted in her and was still hard and ready to go again. I went at it for about and hour and prob popped off 5 times with her going many times as well. She was hooked after that. We ended up fucking regularly for a few months. She would tell her husband (Mark) she was going to the gym, so she could work up a sweat from a good fucking and then go home a take a shower right away to avoid suspicion.She was a such good fuck and would do anything I asked for. She would come over and I would take me dick out and get her on her knees and shove it in her mouth until I exploded. I love how all girls that had a C-section thing there pussy is the tightest because they didnt go natural, yeah yeah whatever just take this dick and enjoy it. We would go out to lunch and she would give me head in the car on the way to pick up food. She claimed I was her "first anal", but we know how that goes fellas. Crazy how the more and more I treated her like a slut, the more she wanted me. People at work had their suspicions, but i made sure to squash that real quick. Jennifer would buy me little gifts and give them to me at work too. Her best friend (vanessa) was a nosey bitch and had a thing for me and would try to input her moral compass--not really knowing if something was actually going on or not (I think Jennifer admitted the affair years later to her) , she was not my type, and I still kept on fucking Jennifer. After half a year, Jennifer finally realized that I was not going to take the relationship any further and worked things out with her husband. From dating her cousin onward, myself, Jennifer and Mark would go out to the bars/clubs with friends and I would hang out with them regularly. A year later, i was new years eve and we got some hotel rooms downtown. It was Jennifer, Mark and their kids in one room. And Marks sister (Janet), Vanessa (go figure), and myself in another room. Clock hits midnight and Janet is feeling tipsy and comes right in and gives me a kiss right on the lips. We all celebrate and eventually head back to my room to drink on. As im laying on the bed Janet says to me can you check this out real quick and shows me here phone. Its a picture of her with her tits out. I give her a smile as I already know whats to come. All this while vanessa is laying in the bed next to me. Everyone clears out and we settle for bed. Vanessa is snoring away next to me. At the point, Janet climbs out of her bed and climbs right on top of me. She starts kissing me and eventually grabs my dick and pulls it out. She slides down on it and slowly fucks as to not make any noise, I feel her body twitch and she lets out a quiet moan. Seconds later I pumped my load deep inside here. She said she was on BC, and of course like any other drunk horny guy, i take her word for it (she did not end up pregnant) After that she doesnt say a word and kisses me on the lips and heads to bed. The next morning she pretends like nothing happened. We dont exchange numbers, talk or hang out ever again. Cool with me. When i got to work the next week, Jennifer ask "Janet showed your her tits on the phone didnt she? I saw her show you her phone"? I smiled and said yes. She wasnt jealous or anything and just laughed and said she such a slut. Months down the road we ended up going to festival. Mark was overseas training. We where already feeling good and i was working my way to getting in another fuck since Mark had been gone for a month already. As we where leaving she asked for a quick ride to her car, i ended up passing and just heading out to another party. Jennifer ended up being pissed about that, none the less, i blew my last chance and never got to fuck her again. . I dont know if Mark ever truly found out or just got jealous. I eventually transferred out, Jennifer unfriended me on FB (prob Marks idea) and we stopped talking. Not even sure if mark ever figured out i fucked his sister either, double whammy! Im married now (was single at the time) and think about the good times every once in a while. Anyways just thought I would get this off my chest, been keeping it in.

  I have to tell someone. I can't tell my friends because I fear what they might think of me. At times I even think why didn't I do something, how could I have let this happen. I should have done more to stop this from happening. Then more times I'm thinking how fucken hot was that. I just have to get it off my chest.  My girlfriend, Karen, and myself had a vacation booked and we were really looking forward to getting away together, when disaster struck. COVID. It closed every country. When restrictions were eventually lifted, our relationship was going through a rocky patch. We decided that maybe a trip away might be the thing that would help us, but even deciding where to go caused trouble.  Karen comes from a well-to-do family and is use to the finer things in life. She wanted to go for two weeks to a spa resort in Japan. I'm into the outdoors. I saw this place, in  the Andaman Sea, which had these beach huts that I always wanted to stay in. We compromised, well I compromised, we said we would stay 4 days in the beach huts and then fly to the spa and stay for 10 days there. I was getting ready to book the hut when Karen saw the place I was about to book, she said " no way" "not a hope". She said, "I'm going to book the beach hut". I just said fine and left her at it. The hut she booked, did look better than the ones that I was going for, so we reserved it for April.We arrived at the airport and got through customs without a problem. Our taxi driver was in the lobby waiting for us, and led us out to his car. Once the doors of the airport opened, bang, the heat hit us. I thought that springtime would be a great time to go but what I didn't realize is that April is the hottest time of the year there and to make things worse, we arrived in the middle of a heatwave. The taxi driver told us that the night-time temperature only drops 5 degrees. It was 110 Fahrenheit/44 Celsius. It took us about the hour to get to our resort. We arrived too early to check in so we went for a walk towards the huts. One of them was being cleaned so we went inside to take a look. It looks nothing like the website. The windows and doors only covered by nets. There was a mattress thrown on the ground in the corner and the table to eat off of was in the middle of the of the room. In the back corner of that same room was a curtain and it was hiding a hole in the floor, that was our toilet and for the showers we had to go out the back of the huts to a communal site. Karen was almost in tears as she shouts "I'm not staying here." On the way back to the lobby I calmed her down a small bit. We checked in and I got the number of our hut. As we were walking out, a fellow with a very feminine voice asked the receptionist was she staying with us. He stops Karen and  introduces himself as the owner of this resort his name was Tommy. He said that he has a bungalow with a private beach that he is going to give us as an upgrade. I asked him how much extra will all this cost and Karen barks at me, " I don't care how much it costs we'll take it." Tommy leads her back to the opposite end of the counter and tells her that she's much too good for a hut. I see a smile on the face of the guy who originally checked us in. The good part about it was he didn't charge us anything extra. Tommy led us to the bungalow. WOW, it was stunning. Sitting on top of a small hill overlooking a beach with Coconut trees behind. There was absolutely nothing else around it. As he leads us into the bungalow the first thing you notice is that there are doors and windows which are covered by screens. A beautiful veranda, deck chairs and hammock. There was a room for sitting and eating with a bedroom off of it, with a proper bed. The bathroom had an open shower which drained into the hole in the ground that is used as a toilet. Karen loved it, not so much the toilet but everything else. I do have to admit, it was beautiful.The first thing Karen did was take a shower. Her outfit was drenched from the sweat. Her bra and panties felt like she took a swim  with them on. The first thing I did was head down to the beach, took a look around and saw nobody, took off my t-shirt and board shorts and dove into the water. Even the water was warm but, oh, how refreshing, a private beach. A little while later I see Karen looking down from the veranda, naked. "This is the life."In the evening we went to the bar and restaurant just beside reception. As we walked in Tommy comes up to Karen asking if she's settling in and guides her to the counter just totally ignoring me, having a 5 minute conversation, without trying to bring me into it. I don't know why but I just can't warm to him. I know he upgraded us but I think he's a bit creepy. I mentioned this to Karen over dinner but she totally disagreed with me saying he's the only reason we're still here. After dinner we went to the bar to have a few drinks. The place was busier than I thought with the DJ playing some nice music. There were a few couples out dancing so I asked Karen if she wanted to dance but she gave me the coldest, NO. We were just  about to head back home when Tommy comes over to the table and grabbed Karen off the chair and pulled her onto the dance floor saying to her "Mr Karen should have pretty girl dancing." There I am, sitting, watching the two of them. She totally refused me but there is no problem going out with her new bestie. They eventually come off the floor. Walking past the table, Karen said "come on we're going home." Tommy and her stopped at the counter, giggling with each other and then they inform me that we're going to a dance tomorrow that Tommy is holding at his club. Well, I see I have no say in the matter, so fine by me. He told us that he'll.. have the receptionist get a taxi for us and have the driver ask for him.It was unbelievable just how hot it is at night. I slept in the hammock with a mosquito net over it but it was a broken sleep. I'd be woken by Karen who would come out to try to sleep, like me in the hammock, but would never stop going on about it being too hot and she can't sleep disturbing my sleep. Her motto must be, "if I can't sleep neither can you." The day time was magical. We were laying around on the porch most of the time, heading to the water for a dip with one sexy looking girl next to me, with no clothes or bikini on.....NICE.... That evening we got ready to go to the club. The receptionist got us a taxi and off we went. We were being driven for about 30 minutes when the taxi pulled into an industrial estate stopping at this huge warehouse. The amount of people trying to gain entry stretched the length of the building. The taxi driver gets out and opened our door, leads us to one of the doormen, who checks us up and down before he talks into his shoulder mic. He tells another of the doormen to wait inside the door with us. I'm usually the one queuing outside waiting to get in, not the one being escorted in.We were eventually met by Tommy who was being escorted by 3 minders. As usual he completely ignored me and he went straight to Karen and was complimenting how she looked in her dress. I have to admit,  she was looking really sexy. All I could tell you about her dress was, it was a black very short mini, with shiny thin straps.  Tommy was spinning her around saying, " with that black velvet mini and crystal straps, that must be Magda Butrym design. ( I had to look at Karen's dress, just now, to see what name was on the label). Karen was delighted that he knew the designer of her dress and by the sounds of it, it's an expensive one. Tommy leads us into the main part of the warehouse and seeing the inside just confirmed what I thought. It's a Rave. The place was so, so crowded. There was a DJ on an elevated stage, the lighting was like something I'd never seen before. Colorful lights spinning and flashing to the heavy base sounds of some monster speakers. I don't know how much it would cost to get in but Tommy must have made a small fortune tonight. He brings us to the side of the bar whispered into the ear of one of the barman, turns to Karen saying, he'll look after us. He said to enjoy ourselves and he'll checkup later. I asked the barman for drinks and when I went to pay, he told me that Tommy doesn't want us to pay for any drinks. As I was bringing the drinks back to Karen, I noticed Tommy talking to group of guys and two of them turned and looked in our direction. Maybe I'm only paranoid but I don't like him. I said what I saw to Karen but she barks at me, "will you just stop being such a dick, he's a great person." We were just after finishing our second drink when Tommy and his minders came back to us. Again Tommy totally ignored me and was straight up to Karen wondering why she wasn't out dancing. He takes Karen's almost empty glass and hands it to me then leads Karen towards the packed floor. I put the glasses on the bar and followed them. One of the minders was pushing his way through and one more on either side was shielding Karen and himself from the dancers. They stopped, center of the floor about 6 people back from the barriers that were blocking the stage and Tommy started to dance with Karen. He stayed there for about 5 minutes and then headed off, with his minders, telling us to enjoy the night. People all around us were like zombies, just stairring up at the DJ, swooning to everything he said and dancing.  Things started to get a bit rougher. I was being barged out of the way by people trying to get closer to the stage. The next thing is the crowd who are doing the barging seems to be dancing around Karen. They're 4 behind her and 3 in front. They separate Karen and myself but I pushed back along her side and said to her that you better be careful, something fishy is happening. Karen kicked her leg slightly and said " ouch, why did you scratch me. Will you fuck off and let me enjoy my night." I didn't touch her at all. I just backed off and kept an eye on her.It was quite hard to see what was happening. Maybe I was, over reacting. They did seem to be only dancing unlike, Karen, who went from this very refined swaying, to a pole dancer without a pole. Her hands were over her head as she had her body snaking. Then she'd bring her hands down and start guiding them over her boobs, continuing down to her thighs and back up delaying around her low stomach before rubbing her ass. This is not how Karen acts. The next thing that happens is, the guys that we're dancing by her, start to squeeze into her. The ones behind her start to push forward and the ones in front stand firm which put Karen squashed between them, she was the meat in their sandwich, as she keeps dancing very provocatively. Not long after this, the lighting changes. It went from spinning coloured lights mostly pointed at the stage to white strobing lights which was faced to the dancers on the floor. This lighting was very blinding, but it wasn't stopping me from getting glimpses of what was happening alongside me. 2 of the guys behind Karen pulled out their phones and turned on the torch light and then took turns pointing it up her dress. Karen's being given an upskirt. Well, they really hit the jackpot. Huge jackpot!!! Karen has a thigh gap, she's wearing no panties, has a landing strip cut out of her pubes and she has the biggest, floppy, pussy lips ever. She's getting an upskirt and I'm doing nothing to stop it being done to her. Well she did tell me to "fuck off and let her dance" and I was loving watching this happen to her.  This seems to be going on for ages when I think I see one of the guys with his dick pulled out and he has it resting on Karen's dress and with her dancing, she's giving his dick a good grind. They take turns having their dicks rubbed and tossed by Karen's ass, while filming all that was happening and she's oblivious to the groping that's being done to her. The guys headed off just as fast as they arrived. I wasn't 100 percent sure but I think one of the guys is the same person that Tommy was talking to before he took us out on the floor. The lights change back to the colorful spinning ones which makes  me wonder even more.Karen was still in a world of her own. Nothing was stopping her from dancing, she was buzzing. Tommy and his minders came back to us and he led Karen over to the bar and gave her a bottle of water, again I thought that was strange. He said that the night was almost over and that it would be very hard to get a taxi with everyone looking for one, so he'll give us a drive back to the bungalow. What happened in the next few days was even crazier/dangerous, scary as shit.Part 2 later