
Originally Posted by
Ohgirl1
They called us Flappers, which sometimes meant prostitutes, but we weren't ladies of the night who worked for money. We partied because we felt we had the right to do so if we chose. Men made the rules back then and we wanted to prove that we could make our own. Why couldn't we be sexually active and aggressive? Why did society tell women to be chaste and naive, while men got to do as they pleased? So we rebelled against the societal norms.
I would sit on my barstool in the evening, sipping on my cocktail, just watching as all of the men stared at me. I would tease them as I sat there, showing off my tight pussy as my dress slid further up. Many of them would ask me to dance and they enjoyed rubbing up on me and touching me, as we did so. If a man could sit back and look for the woman with the largest breasts to make a pass at, I could search out the men for the largest cock. Slow dancing allowed for me to feel their merchandise as it rubbed on my thigh and if that didn't work, I would just reach down and grab what I wanted. I wasn't opposed to the men feeling me up at the "Petting Parties", so I'm sure they didn't mind me doing the same.
I was pretty limber for a young girl and dancing helped to keep me fit for the long evenings and late mornings that I spent enjoying myself and the men who gave me pleasure. I would spread my legs wide to let them explore my womanly anatomy. Sometimes they would pleasure me with their fingers, as they stood close to me, giving the impression of buying me a drink. On a few rare occasions, late in the evening, they would kneel down to use their tongue. Others would crowd around to watch and sometimes to join in. I was in heaven when two or three men would take turns sucking on my swollen lips and clit, their tongues diving deep into my wet snatch.
I would be so moist by the end of most evenings, due to all of the teasing I did, and it helped quite a bit, especially when I was lucky enough to find a man who was well endowed. Their big dicks were much easier to handle when they slid in nice and easy. Since our trysts were basically sexual, the fucking could be quite aggressive and rough. Many of the men just wanted to pump their big cocks into me as hard as they could and if I was wet, it made for a more enjoyable time. I had a few regular studs that I enjoyed on a frequent basis, but most of the men that I fucked were randomly picked from the crowds at the club. I got pretty good at finding the biggest black or white cocks to fuck me each night.