I got intentionally groped
 

I posted this story a couple years ago here on a different thread.
.... and warning, this doesn't have a happy or erotic ending.

Long time back, me and a bud went to a hot local night club. It was known for it's nuts-to-butts thick crowds on certain nights with a live band. Sometimes could hardly squeeze into the place. We had a decent success rate there picking up and taking home women in the latter hours of the evening.

It was a normal night, we were standing in the crowd near the bar, the music blaring, and checking out the cuties.
My bud yells in me ear that the chick sort of next to him was rubbing his cock! I looked over, saw the girl, she was facing the other way, but with the heavy crowd no way could I see where her hands were. I believed him, but thought he must be exaggerating. She was small built, OK looking, but not a raving beauty. But yeah, I'd do her.

A few minutes later, the crowd jostles and shifts around and now she's near me, and she starts rubbing MY cock! Like with my buddy, she's looking elsewhere while this is going on. And she is obviously really get into it, her fingers following the contours of my fast growing cock through my pants, not just casual rub. I'm trying to figure out how to handle this. To test the waters, I slipped my hand up onto her shoulder. Just her shoulder.

HOLY SHIT, she starts screaming at the top of her lungs calling ME a pervert! Screaming for me to get away from her! I merely put my hand on her shoulder!
I had no choice but to squeeze my way through the crowd and get to the other side of the club! Me and my buddy soon left and tried our luck at another place.

... Lots of strange, strange people out there. She had to have been the wackiest person ever born.
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Me too...but more.
 

Just like gasb, this also happens to me. As a chap of a certain age I am expected by my physician to submit to occasional health screening. Part of this is the blood pressure check. She has commented on it being a bit on the high side on a number of occasions. White coat syndrome is well known, that is not what this is. When she reaches forward to do the old fashioned ( but accurate) sphyg. test on my left arm her left breast practically rests in my palm. I like feeling my Doctors tit in my hand but this encounter inevitably pushes up the old BP. It is not just her, I have also had the same situation with the practice nurse as well. Gabriella, for that is her name , and I got talking about blood pressure in general one day when I was having my BP done. We talked about how meds for hypertension can cause a lack of performance in the trouser department. Me as the patient- and her sat in her uniform - she disclosed to me that her husband had been failing to achieve erection for some time. I looked at this crisp, clean, slim ,good looking middle aged woman in her nurses uniform telling me this and although the dirty story version would have me fucking her rigid ( it crossed my mind to try, believe me) I found myself suggesting to her that he go and see his doctor to have his BP treatment reviewed. I am giving my nurse sexual counselling, I am trying to advise my nurse on how to get some stiff cock inside her.You could not make it up, and I didn't, every word is true. Oh yes, nearly forgot, she rests her tit in my hand as well.

I've asked a couple of nurse friends about this. They know exactly what they are doing. They always know. :D

I would refrain from giving it a little squeeze though, and just enjoy the contact.

I have an old thread here on medical stories in general, and I'll reprint my post on blood pressure stories below.

I can count at least five to seven times where I am confident that nurses and other medical personnel have intentionally rubbed their breasts or thighs into me. I have two major reasons for believing this: 1) I always know what my junk is pressing into, even my thighs; and 2) if a man pressed into me the way these women did, I'd be like, "DUDE!" So IMHO these are educated professional women who get bored doing the same procedures day after day year after year, and wish to spice up their day as long as there is plausible deniability.

I attended a wedding where they took a family photo. My wife was on one side of me, and my wife's sl*t cousin was on the other. She lifted her dress and pushed back against my hand. She had no panties on and I got to finger her wet c*nt.

My wife was not aware, but my son standing behind the cousin saw it all. I think he would have gotten a piece of that later, but it was his wedding!

dressed like zombie nuns
 

I have to say, I'd be Damned careful about grabbing the tit of a young lady that was about to shove a needle in My arm. Just saying.

I'm new, loving your stories
 

Hi, I'm new here, and having read all your stories I thought I'd better tell mine.

1st is kinda boring. Was at school, maybe 5 or 6. The teacher was a larger person and and so had rather large boobs. She would constantly lean over me to look at my work, plunking her breasts on my back. I was too young to find it sexy.

2nd happened about 5 years ago. Was in the car with a friend, not sure what she was doing or saying but it rather turned me on. She was driving and stopped to drop me off. We got out the car and she hugged me goodbye. She's a bit smaller than me, her leg went between my legs. I had a semi and it pressed against her thigh for a good few seconds. She must have felt it, and it got bigger in the process. We're still friends so I don't think it put her off.

Barber
 

Nothing too exciting here, but for what it's worth . . .

I was at the barber's once. I had just moved to Houston and found a new place to get my hair cut. The barber was a Mexican-American woman, big boobs, pretty sexy. In her late 20's.

Anyway, she asked me how short I wanted my sideburns cut. I quickly reached up with my right hand to show her on the side of my face where I thought they should be. However, my hand's trip to my face was impeded by the middle of her thighs. I had managed, completely accidentally, to draw up my hand right into her crotch. She was wearing pants.

I quickly apologized, and we continued on as if nothing had happened. Given that it was accidental, I got kind of a kick out of it.

I love this thread, some great stories. I have had several of these but one that stands out most was a night I was at a memorial day weekend party with some non lifestyle friends. About ten of us had too much to drink and crashed in one hotel room one night. I ended up laying in a bed with about 5 others people since it was late at night and we were all pretty drunk. This super hot girl was right up next to me, I had never met her before she was dating one of my friends. She had gone to bed in a light little sun dress and at some point during the night I woke up with her grinding her hips against my raging hard on. I reached down and she was not wearing any panties when I rubbed her ass. She grabbed my hand and my finger was inside her pussy which was soaking wet. She reached back and worked to get my jeans undone and finally I pulled my cock out and she pushed her hips back until my cock was buried inside her and she continued grinding. I could feel her shaking and knew she was getting off and I eventually blew a load deep inside her. We never spoke a word and in the morning I got up wondering if it was a dream or really happened. The cum matted in my pubic hair let me know it happened and she was still out laying with her back to me and her arm over my buddy. I could see her ass was bare and she had cum that had leaked out of her shaved pussy. I got up and left without waking anybody. Never saw her again, my buddy ended up meeting somebody else about a year later and he never asked about that night.

Here's a couple going both ways.

I worked in a busy restaurant and when we had a long wait, I would venture out to the hostess desk and ask how long our wait was and how many people were waiting. This restaurant always had a few good looking young hostesses who we Cooks couldn't help but ogle over. As I approached the desk on a particularly busy night, one of the hostesses turned around and happens to swing her hand right into my crotch. It was only a half second or so but it felt like she grabbed my entire bulge. She turned bright red and turned to walk away. Good thing no one else bumped into it after that because I was rock hard.

And the other way around, I had another job catering when I was in my mid teens. I was working with a woman one day. She was probably mid twenties. She wasn't super cute. Red hair, fair skin. But she had on black slacks that were really tight in the butt. I looked at her butt all day while we set up and worked. We were serving at a long table that ran against the wall. We only had about three feet between the wall and the table. Every time we had to pass, she grabbed my shoulder and said "right by you". Maybe it was my horny teenage brain over thinking but she seemed into me. Kept smiling at me and was really touchy. So at one point, not really planned, but definitely intentional, I passed behind her and did the same thing. Hand on her shoulder. "Right by you" and as I passed, I lowered my hand down her back and brushed my hand against her ass. Applying just enough pressure to feel the squish of her cheeks and the crack that separated them. She continued working and didn't flinch. I was hoping for a smile or something but perhaps i did too good a job making it seem accidental.

Not that exciting from me either and was many years ago now but anyway at my place of work there was a group of us who would often go out on a weekend just for a few beers and a laugh, was a good spread of ages, sexes and in relationships/single etc and I was single and so was this lady who was about 5 years older than me, probably early 30's.
We used to get on fine but I had no real attraction to her. May have been blonde but pretty much flat chested which if she wasn't would've been an even more memorable time :D
Anyway we'd all had a few beers, not enough to get messed up but enough for me to forget that there are certain parts of a woman's body which you shouldn't really touch unless you know her really well! Somehow I'd managed to spill something on her top, not sure what it was, don't think it was drink but I was horrified I'd stained or messed up her top so I hurriedly tried to brush whatever it was off, but of course what I was also doing was pawing away at her tits for what seemed ages, it then dawned on me what part I was pawing at and was then even more horrified I was touching something I shouldn't but she just laughed knowing it was an innocent action. She kept on ribbing me about that for the rest of our friendship until she left work and I never saw her again. I only wish she had a bigger bosom, maybe I'd then gone back to pawing at her after realising what I was pawing at!

Just a quick one
 

Years ago I was at a rehabilitative therapist, and being seen by a young thing who was fitting my leg for compression gear. I was up on the usual exam table, and she was in the chair at my feet.

Middle 20s (I was about 41 at the time), quite slender, not overly curvy, snug slacks and a smock type top. Very matter of fact, bordering on harsh. She was yammering at me about some therapy scheme while she lifted my leg and rested my foot on her while she examined my condition.

It took me a few moments, but I realized that her legs were somewhat spread and that she had placed my foot on her crotch. In fact, it was square on her pussy. I suddenly could not hear anything she was saying while this sunk in. She didn't really move other than her hands examining my leg - and those hands did NOT move much higher than my knee.

After several moments she removed my leg and my foot off of her. More lecture about some damn thing or other, and then the leg was lifted again and my foot placed again directly on her pussy. The more I tried to ignore it the more I focused on it (and without staring since I didn't want to get caught looking at her).

I am certain she knew exactly where my foot was at- how could it be otherwise? She continued yacking in her matter-of-fact manner and was perfunctory as the session concluded.

I have to say I felt this was at least somewhat inappropriate behavior, but obviously had no reason for complaint since of course I could not be certain what she was up to, only that it was intentional. I really didn't find her attractive, both because she wasn't striking, and because of this weird vibe and attitude she had about her.

Went back to the clinic at least one other time but didn't see her. I was tempted to ask if she was still employed.

Human Scratching Post
 

Many years ago I had an experience very similar to stevezr1's night club story. We only had on place in our small town that had a live band playing rock most nights of the week. I was there on a Wednesday or Thursday evening for a beer or two, and to listen to the music. I was in my late 20s, recently divorced, working a couple of jobs including one that had regular heavy lifting. My arms were in pretty good shape and though I was starting a bit of a beer bulge I was still trim enough to wearing a snug tank top without embarrassment.

I was sitting at a table there with a buddy, and I noticed this young blonde girl walking around the seating areas, almost stomping around like she was looking for something. Definitely easy to look at - she was slim, reasonable height (5' 6-7" or so), with nice hair and a cowboy hat if I recall. Great tits- D cups, if not DDs, held in a tank top. The way she was jiggling it was pretty clear she wasn't confined in a bra.

The next thing I know, she's standing in front of me wanting to know if I'll dance with her. Well, sure, why not? She turns away and heads for the floor without a look back. I catch up to her through the crowd and we're warming up to the music's groove, you know - the usual swaying and casual waving of arms and glancing at each other. I'm not attempting to touch her and she is holding about two feet away from me as we gyrate.

Suddenly she closes the gap and leans in to me to speak in my ear (over the loud music). "Stay with me", she says. (I'll never forget the exact words.)

Uh, OK- whatever that means (She wants me to go home with her? She's gonna start dancing like a fucking loon and doesn't want me to abandon her? I have no idea...).

Then it happens- she lifts her arms up over her head, comes right at me and MASHES her boobs against my chest. Whoa, what? She doesn't touch me with any other part of her body, just her tits. And then she starts rubbing them up and down my chest and the top of my stomach, kinda doing little squats and straightening back up again. I have stopped dancing and am just standing there, probably with my mouth hanging open just a bit.

She backs off a foot or so and goes back to her casual dancing, so I follow suit. I can see her nipples are now rock hard and pointy in her top. Then, boom, she's right back at it, rubbing her tits on me. This time I could feel her nipples as they dragged up and down on me. I was a little less shocked and able to enjoy that moment.

This pattern repeated a couple more times during the song and when it ended she once more leaned in and said, "Thank you" and then literally turned her back on me again and disappeared into the crowd. I looked around and met the eyes of a few close by people still on the floor who were pretty much smirking at me. They obviously saw it all. I went back to my table and after finishing my drink I asked my buddy if he saw what happened. "Sure did," he said, "What the hell was that all about?" God only knows, my friend. I got him to wrap up his drink, too, because I wanted out of there.

I decided that I was not up for being somebody's masturbatory scratching post, or getting teased like that. It was a good time to go as it was getting late on a work night, so we unassed the place immediately there after.

I found out from a few other friends that she was known at that place for doing exactly that same thing to random guys and then scramming herself before getting cornered by one of her victims. I was at that joint once or twice a week but I never saw her again.

Slybry's story reminds me of a girl I used to work with.
The company we worked for was known for having after hours functions at bars on a farly regular basis. She and her husband both worked there, and attended most of those functions together. On one occasion she and I were standing talking to each other well into into the evening, so we'd both had quite a few drinks. As we talked she kept moving forward and rubbing her tits against me. At first I thought nothing of it and would just politely step back. Then I realised she would just keep coming forward and rub her tits against me again. I backed up quite a few times until I finally broke off our conversation and moved away. Her husband was sitting at a table right next to us and either didn't care or didn't notice, but it sure made me uncomfortable!

Reminds me of a story I hear years ago about a Las Vegas showgirl. She wanted her nipples to be perky when she went on stage, so she'd rub them on a cute stage hand just before she went on.

DR

We were playing around in the pool the other night, we don't have complete privacy in our yard, so we can only skinny dip after dark. I was teasing her nipples and I asked her if any of our friends ever groped her, she said "yes, but I don't want to tell you you might get mad".

Now a statement like that is just asking for further questioning, I knew she was teasing me. So I'd play with her clit, tease her, then stop and ask again who it was. Finally she gave me a hint, 'hot tub'. Now we've been in a lot of hot tubs over the years, especially when they were very popular, but none lately, not in the last 10 years. I told her I can't think of any recently that we've been in, she said 'I didn't say you were with me'.

"Ohhhh, that party I left early at Jerry's house", she smiled. I was very surprised, Jerry was not the groping type, "Jerry? I asked.

"No, remember that guy Jerry used to work with, that guy". I hardly remembered, this was at least 5 years ago. She said five of us were in the hot tub, Jerry, Elaine (Jerry's wife), Jerry's friend that we don't remember his name, and that guy's wife. She said she was sitting next to him, his wife was on the other side and he kept sliding his hand over to her thigh and she kept pushing him away, not wanting to cause marital discourse, she kept her mouth shut. He was persistent and she finally just left his hand there, the bubbles his everything. Then he moved his hand over her pussy, and the push back battle started again, until he won. She said she let him caress her clit through her suit, and it felt good, but when he tried to get under her suit she got up, said she had to go to the bathroom. When she returned she sat someplace away from him.

I am one of those guys that has a serious pregnancy fetish and love seeing pregnant women at the beach.

One day while at the beach I saw a very attractive heavily pregnant woman wearing a white and black stripped bikini top and blue jean shorts and found a secret place to watch her.

She had long blonde hair and about c-cup sized breasts and absolutely had that "pregnant" glow to her. What most fascinated me was the size of her belly. It was huge.

She left her camp on the beach to go to use the restroom and I followed her. A few minutes passed and I was getting bored and decided to go back to the beach and had an incoming call and went to answer it. As soon as I turned the corner of the bathroom where I was waiting to see her again I accidentally bumped into her and out of concern my free hand feel right on top of her very pregnant tummy.

I said I was sorry and she said "no worries" and went back to the beach. I couldn't believe my luck as I am very shy around pregnant women.

Wanting to remember that experience I took a quick picture of her as she was leaving. Her husband sure is a lucky guy!

About two years ago my wife told me about an experience that happened while we were out of town. We had gone to Chicago for a weekend and went to a club for drinks and to dance. I was sitting at the table and my wife was on the dance floor. A younger guy came up and started to dance with her. A slow song came on and he stayed and moved closer. She was wearing a denim skirt that came about half way to her knee. She said during the dance he had his hands around her lower back and then reached up under her skirt and got his hand inside the leg opening of her panties. He rubbed her ass the rest of the dance. I didn't see this and she says it probably went unnoticed by most people because the dance floor was so crowded. She didn't tell me about it until we had left for the night and were back at our hotel. She says she thought it was hot that a young guy found her attractive and wanted to touch her but she felt really guilty and somewhat sl*tty for letting it happen.

Jerry and Elaine? Was the friend Kramer?

You beat me to it.

One of the few occasions where I could not resist using real names. I think they got tired of people asking 'is George here?"

More than groping, and not accidental
 

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Didn't happen to me, but a buddy. I have known this guy for 30 plus years and he is shy with women, and has never stretched the truth. He does come from a foreign country and has some old-world morals.

He was at a family backyard barbecue a long time ago when he was just a early 20's guy and newly married. The gathering was at his wife's aunt's home which was out of town. He was seated at a picnic table that had one of those paper tablecloths hanging down all around the table. He happened to be seated with wife on one side, and some attractive older 45?? y.o. neighbor of the aunt on the other side.

He was a well built and as I said, a little shy, but very well hung. So imagine his shock and surprise when he felt the neighbor lady's hand on his leg, and then onto his crotch. Before long his cock was growing rapidly, and inching it's way down the leg of his shorts with the help of this strangers hand!! He didn't know what to do, he couldn't get up, his cock was already out of his pant leg and swelling by the second. He said he wanted it to stop, he was sure someone would know what was going on. He said he was truly frightened about being busted.

He was hoping that no one noticed that her hand was missing from sight during this time, and wondered why no one else seemed to think she was sitting a little too close to him. All the while this woman was keeping up with the conversations at the table like nothing was going on, and never made eye contact with him. He said he himself probably could not have even spoken if someone addressed him during this.

Well, she stroked him adeptly until he shot his load. The good news was that he shot the cum on the ground and down his leg so his pants weren't a mess. She brought her hand back to the tabletop and nonchalantly wiped her hand with a paper napkin to clean up the mess. That was it, she just acted like nothing had ever happened. He tried to steer clear of her for the rest of the day and for sure never made eye contact with her ever again. He said he couldn't wait to get to the bathroom to wipe his leg off with a wet towel to get rid of any evidence.

As I said, I've known this guy most of my life, so I know that this wasn't BS.... And he's one of those guys whose cock is perpetually large, even without wood. I'm guessing 8" when hard. So I'm thinking this woman spotted his "package" earlier when they were by the pool & swimming, and just had to have some of that.... Or, maybe she didn't draw any attention during the hand-job because she's known to do this all the time! LOL!
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Reminds me of an episode during my social nudist years with the ex.
We had some close friends, a couple with whom we'd hang out naked, go to the resort or their place.
Our male friend, P., was quite the flirtatious type. Especially when he'd been drinking. Alcohol and nudity makes for an interesting combination. Inhibitions go out of the window.

P. was often vocal about how "hot" he thought my wife was. Particularly her ass. And she actually enjoyed the compliment. I didn't mind it either. One day, when we were all hanging out at their place getting tipsy, things went a little further than usual. P. started complimenting my wife; but more insistently that time, telling her how beautiful her ass was, how great she looked completely naked, etc... My wife decided to respond to it by jumping on his lap to give him a nice hug. She had been drinking too so she wasn’t thinking quite clearly. That's when things got a little "hot." He pulled her towards him and in doing so, “accidentally” pressed her tits against him. She laughed it off and tried to readjust her tits; but at this point it was too late: her tits were firmly pressed against him and all she managed to do is rub them against him even more. And he wasn’t letting go. It was evident that he was very happy with my wife’s naked ass on his lap and her tits rubbing up against him.
[I]I couldn't see all of it; and she would later tell me that while he had her tits in her face, he also had a hand on her ass. And she was pretty sure he was getting an erection as well. Not quite sure what to do, she decided to ignore it as to not cause an "uncomfortable situation" for everyone by saying something about it./I]

This “accidental” groping session went on for a bit. When she finally got up from his lap; he "helped" her up by grabbing her ass to push her up.
She would later tell me that he pushed up her “by the ass” in such a way – grabbing one ass cheek – that she was pretty sure he had done it to open up her ass and get a good look. But again she played it off.

Although P. never touched her coot, I’m pretty sure he would have “gone for it” had I not been in the room. P. was ordinarily respectful around my wife; but I think the combination of alcohol and my wife sitting on his lap naked triggered some sexual feelings.
My wife wasn’t mad about it; she just wrote it off as “drunken silliness.” We still hung out with P. and A., but after that my wife was much more conscious about getting “too close” while naked to P.

I guess the moral of the story is the combination of alcohol, physical proximity and lack of clothing are a recipe for groping, whether accidental or purposeful. Especially when you have a hot wife.

Reverse Grope
 

I was at a meeting at work the other day, about some international relations with my organization. One lady who I interact with a few times per year was there. She is mid 40's, somewhat attractive, and has a habit of adjusting her posture frequently, by straightening her posture and pushing her chest out, looks to have C cup boobs. However, she doesn't wear suggestive clothing (low cut blouses or short skirts), and is normally only professionally touchy. She is a bit of a ditz, but very pleasant. We seem to like each other well enough, our interactions are usually positive and productive. I wouldn't mind having a taste of her, and giving her a taste of me. But she's too ditzy to have a real relationship with, I'm twice divorced, kids grown, and am happily single. The ditziness is of a character that I've often thought to myself that this is a woman who just hasn't been fucked recently enough, and is probably horney as hell. I know that she is divorced, and has a college aged kid. But, I have no idea whether she dates anyone. BTW, I don't have a serious relationship at the moment, so there are no issues about anyone cheating on anyone.

Anyway, we had our meeting, with 2 other people there, all very professional. As we go to leave, I offer her my hand to shake, normal business practice. She takes my hand, but then comes in for a hug. At first I thought that she was going for the kiss on the cheek thing, which is an alternative greeting/leave taking among professional friends. Anyway, she really hugs me to her, her left arm going around my neck, but she keeps hold of my hand, pulling it into her body as her other arm goes around my neck. As she pulls me to her, she pulls my hand up against her body, and up against the bottom of her boobs. This was no accident, she was controlling the dynamics of the greeting, and definitely pulling me in to the point of running my hand along the bottom of her boobs, and held it long enough that it wasn't just an accident, or awkward dynamics. If I had put my hand there on my own, I'd be in the HR office being fired for sexual harrassment.

Now, more than before, I'm pretty sure that she is terminally horney, and indeed needs a good fucking. I doubt I will follow through by asking her out. I suspect that she would not be someone I could have a few nice adventures with, without having lots of drama for not pursuing a serious relationship. I never have been the most skillful person at 'fucking and flying' and I don't think that she is just looking for a random roll in the hay. And I have enough sexual partners anyway that I'm not hurting for female companionship. But, you can be sure that I'll find an excuse to have more frequent meetings with her, to see if she guides me to 'copping a feel again.

Reverse Grope
 

BTW, there are no lines of authority related to our business interactions, so if she was really interested, I wouldn't be doing something illegal by having a taste of her.
Later, I was wondering if she was getting off by giving me the little 'copping a feel' thning, and if she was at home later, playing with her pussy at the thought of where my hand had been.......I don't usually think of ladies getting excited enough to rub one out just from my touch, but maybe if she is horney enough..........her fingers are in her nice wet pussy........that's a nice thought.

Wife's Bachelorette
 

My wife told me at her bachelorette her friends tricked her into thinking they were going to a nightclub for some drinks and dancing so she wore a tight mini skirt dress. They brought her to a male strip club. She told me every dancer her friends got her would spread her legs wide open revealing her thong and pick her up to bring her to the private rooms. Some of the dancers would lift her from the front and grab her ass while they carried her. She told me she was embarassed at first because the dancers kept grabbing her ass or spreading her legs in front of her friends, but after a few shots she didn't care anymore. There is one part that turns me on so much whenever my wife tells me the story. During her private dance, a dancer had her sit and watch him do his stuff. He then made her hold his towel out like a curtain and started spreading my wife's legs so he can put a bill in the front of her panties by the hip so he can take it out with his mouth. While he was down there trying to take out the bill, he put her legs on his shoulder so he can get really close to her pussy.. She told me she was so tipsy and wet that she didn't care that he was testing her if she would say something that he was kissing her inner thigh. This got her so turned on, that she just pulled her front part of the thong to the side, spread her pussy lips with her fingers and asked the dancer if he liked what he sees. He nodded yes and she told me that he got up, picked her up from the front and as he did, his hands were from grabbing her ass cheeks, to putting two fingers in her wet pussy quickly in a clever way as he carried her to another seat in the booth. He then asked her if she's gonna tip him extra for getting her wet and she replied "I did already by keeping you hard at the sight of my pussy while you were getting your money and I think you got a better tip when you stuck your fingers in my pussy while you were moving me to another seat to finish the dance." She told me he agreed that she did give him more than a tip and danced 3 more songs for her for free.
Her story always turns me on whenever she tells me it..

Well I have a picture of her on my avatar and I posted another of her on another thread.. so here's another of her

Me too, it would excite me a lot to know that my wife has been fiddled and fingered by a stripteaser and maybe ... even more ??? :p:p:p:p great thanxxx to your story , and If there is a continuation of this story please post there

Reverse Grope
 

I had occasion to go over to the international office again, to introduce a visiting dignatary at my business. I shook hands with the ditzy lady again, as I was presenting the visitor. As before, she took my hand, and pulled into my space and gave me a kiss on the cheek. However, this time, instead of pulling my hand up against the bottom of her boobs, she pulled my hand up almost up to her throat, which means she pulled the back of my hand across her breasts. It was quick, and she was wearing a bra, so there was no question of feeling a nipple, but a feel of a boob is nice under any circumstances. It was clearly very intentional, and there was a decided 'fuck me now' look in her eyes as she pulled away to greet the visitor, who got a normal professional handshake. I think that this lady definitely wants to fuck, as I don't think she is sophisticated enough to be a tease. At the risk of starting a relationship I don't want to be long term, I may have to see if she wants to go out to dinner, and............

Reverse Grope
 

Well, the timing of things always amazes me. In the evening after my international office person had pulled my hand over her boobs, I bumped into her at the grocery store. I figured that a certain line had been crossed, so when I saw her, I put my hand around her waist, pulled her in and kissed her on the cheek. Her arms went around my neck, pulling us closer. A little small talk ensued, and I figured that it was worth recognizing the elephant in the room, so I told her that I liked how she shook hands at the last two meetings we had. She blushed and stammered a bit, and did the little thing of standing taller and pushed her chest out, but clearly was very pleased. During this whole time I had kept my hand on the small of her back, and we were standing very close. I don't know if she could feel how aroused I was, but I definitely had a stiffie going. So, the moment of the 'question' arrived, and I asked her if she was busy for the evening, and perhaps wanted to grill a steak. This resulted in a big smile, with her stepping closer to me, with her hips definitely coming into contact with my stiffie.
Long term short, I got her address, got a couple of steaks and a bottle of wine, and headed over to her house. I made sure to take a blue pill on the way to her house, because I figured I might be busy rather quickly. So, I get to her house, ring the bell, and she's at the door, reaching out with her hand like she wanted to shake hands. I put my hand out, and she pulls me to her, and starts rubbing the back of my hand over her boobs. From the softer texture, it was clear that she had taken her bra off, and when I looked down at my hand rubbing across her boobs, I could clearly see the shape of her nipples through her thin blouse. For a lady in her 40;s who had a kid, her boobs were remarkably perky, and were a full B or maybe small C cup. As she continued to rub my hand across her boobs, she got pretty twitchy and had a very focused look on her face. I pushed into her house enough to close the door, turned her around and pushed her back up against the door, and began to unbutton her blouse, all the time making sure that I was stimulating her nipples. Her boobs were quite nice, with very pale nipples, small areoelas, and fairly small put pointy nipples. I bent my head to suck her nipples, while reaching down to rub her hips and lift her dress. It turned out that her bra wasn't the only thing she had taken off....no panties and, unexpectedly for a woman of this age, a hairless, and extraordinarily wet pussy. With my mouth alternating between nipples, my fingers slid into her slit, found her clitty, and began rubbing; and she began twitching, and twitching, and breathing hard. It hadn't been 2 minutes since I pushed her doorbell that she began cumming and moaning. She damn near broke my neck as she clutched her arms around my neck. By this time, I had two fingers deep in her, which was good as her legs sort of gave way with her orgasm.
The evening was young, and I would find that it was good that I had taken a blue pill, as she fucked me silly. I'll tell more about it later if you like.

She pulled me over to the couch,with my fingers still burried deeply in her. I continued massaging deep in her, and she quickly built up to another orgasm, with much shuddering, heavy breathing and moaning. I don't think that she was a squirter, but she definitely had a very wet pussy. As we took a little break from her second orgasm, I managed to finish removing her clothes. She definitely had a nice body for a woman of her age. The shave job was new, and she confessed that after our encounter earlier in the day she had come home and freshly shaved, indeed that she had gone to that particular grocery store as she knew I shopped there. Not quite stalking, but definitely putting herself in the right place, at the right time, with a very wet and freshly shaven pussy. We had a couple of more gentle moments as I undressed her to talk. I also learned that she had very sensitive nipples, hence the way she had greeted me at the office. She said that all her life she got very stimulated just by comparatively minor contact with her nipples, and that when she was trying to seduce a new man, she often resorted to some version of pullilng his hand against her breast. This, of course, led to my playing with her nipples, with my fingers and mouth. I can report that rubbing across her nipples, pulling on her nipples and sucking on her nipples seemed to be very arousing to her. In fact, after about 5 minutes of this play, she began to shudder, to breathe hard, and to moan, and came again. She's the first woman I've ever been with who could actually cum just from nipple play. In fairness, I learned that she had been divorced for 16 years, and had not been with a man in 3 years, so she was horney and hell, and my original assessment that she just really needed to be fucked was exactly correct.
After her 3rd orgasm, I figured it was time to take a closer look at her very wet and responsive pussy. So, I kissed my way down her stomach, and began to explore her pussy with my tounge. It wasn't just her breasts that was sensitive. I've never seen a woman who shuddered so much, or who came so quickly, she definitely liked what I was doing. I think I'm competent at oral sex, but based on her reactions, I was a superstar. During this period I loxt track of the number of her orgasms, which were distinct, frequent,and very wet. She wasn't a squirter in the sense of shooting a stream out, but I could sure tell that she got wetter with each orgasm. After several minutes of this, she had enough time to catch her breath, and to say to me that I had way to many clothes on, and that she really wanted to be fucked. It;s really sexy to me when a woman actually says, in explicit terms, that she wants to be fucked. Well, I was about to give her what she wanted. More later if you like.

That's just the thing that so many women (married, middle-aged, or otherwise!) would love to have happen to them. Bravo! I'm sure you'll become a legend to this woman, and perhaps her friends :)

Reverse groping
 

The thread is about groping, so I will end. Sufice to say there was much more fingering and eati g, and fucking and sucking, and even some anal play. Very satisfying, three loads,for me and lots of O's for her. The moral of the,story is that if she gropes you, she wants your dick in her....badly.

Reverse groping
 

BTW, follow up to orivinal post. Without bogging down in the details of our first fuck, I had originally speculated after her first gropy handshake thing if she had gone home and rubbed one out. Between rounds of our fucking I asked her and she confessed that she had gome to yhe ladies room and rubbed one out immediately after our meeting and her pulling my hand against the bottom of her boibs.

At the blood drive.
 

I gave blood at a Red Cross blood drive the other day. After climbing up on the table the technician was getting everything ready. She placed my arm on the rest so my hand was palm up. She then gave me a squeeze ball as she started deciding which vein to poke.

When she started getting things ready she reached behind my head on her tippy toes to grab the surgical tape she had stuck there. In doing so her crotch clearly made contact with my hand, like right above where I'd guess her lips would start. It was very brief. Then as she was cleaning my arm with an iodine swab she was again pressed against my hand. My hand was below her belly button but above where I would imagine a landing strip to start. As she scrubbed it caused her to move slightly against my hand.

Of course in my mind I'm picturing the fantasy situation where she is doing it on purpose and wants me, ha! But the practical side of my brain was saying "do not piss off the woman who is about to stick a needle in you! Keep that hand still!" I did stay still but my dick did start stirring, it couldn't be helped.

One time when I was on a city bus, I was filling out some card. There was a heavy set blonde that was seated next to me, I ended up droping my pen and while still looking at the card went to reach for the pen. My hand ended up right between her legs. She never said a thing, just looked at me and smiled and reached down for my pen and handed it to me. She got off at the next stop.

Maybe you should continue the story by starting a new thread... Has she become a workplace FWB, was it a one off, or is she boiling bunnies on the stove?? :eek: Inquiring minds... ;)

My first grope
 

I was at a music festival the summer after I graduated high school, I was 17 years old. My friends and I were standing near the back of the event and there was a family standing right in front of us. They appeared to be a couple, maybe in their 40s, with their kids who were probably a little older than me. The mother, was very attractive for a lady in her 40's, but as a 17 year old, she did not necessarily attract my attention before the concert started. Once the music started, it was a different story though. She was obviously a big fan of the music and started dancing quite a bit. As she danced, she started moving back and forth, and her ass bumped into me a couple of times. After it happened a few more times, I began to realize that it seemed to be intentional. At that point my dick started getting very hard. She definitely noticed because she backed up into me with her ass much more purposefully and started jumping up and down to the music. My hard, 17 year-old cock stayed right between her cheeks for the rest of the night. She never once looked back at me or let on to her husband or kids what was happening, but it was definitely an experience that I still remember fondly to this day.

Growing up as a teenager in mixed but close group of friends led to all sort of adventures and chinigans. When i was 17 and a virgin i developed a fascination with boobs. Given the dynamics of the group we often ended uo crashing at each others houses and sharing beds. On two occasions, as i spooned a good friend of mine i felt my hands drawn to their breasts. Feigning sleep and discomfort my hands brushed a Nipple, or eased open a bra clasp. One unforgettable night i unbuttoned the blouse of me hottest friend to find a front opening bra straining under the weight of her more than ample breasts. After spending an age fiddling with fhe clasp and fretting whether to go through with it, i was greeted with a "For God's sake, just unhook it" from my friend as she unhooked her bra and exposed her beautiful boobs. I learned how to suck effectively a Nipple that day....

More recently, when my son was just a baby, We were at the in-laws for lunch and ended up bathing him there. My mother in law held him as i dried him and applied cream ti his kegs. As i moved down his legs, the backs of my hands can into contact with her breasts and i felt my middle knuckles brush her nipples through her top. I froze and immediately apologised, but got enough contact to know that her breasts are still in good shape which bodes well for the future as my wife is her double :-)