The year was 1966 and my date, Cathy, and I were going to a concert performed by Wilson Pickett at a large beachfront hotel ballroom. All of the audience sat at tables that were covered with table cloths and some kind of flower center piece in the middle of them. Cathy and I were one of only a few couples of our race (white) in the ballroom, our 'table mates' were a black couple. I have forgotten their names; however, they seemed to be a charming, fun couple to be around with. There was dancing on the floor to Wilson's entertainment and it was just an all around good time for all involved.
After two hours Wilson had pretty much exhausted himself and the show had ended. Cathy and I asked our 'table mates' to go for walk with us on the beach front sea wall after the show and they accepted. Both couples were unsure what to say or do with the other couple, because of our difference in background. Both couples managed to break the ice, so to speak, as we hit the sea wall and were away from the crowd of the Pickett show.
The four of us had settled on a picnic table below the top of the sea wall and on the sandy beach. We were watching the waves come in and hugging our dates and talking about the show. Cathy and I became the first ones to break the ice and we began to kiss and neck. I even had my hand up her skirt and was rubbing her pussy on the outside of her panties. The other guy picked up on what we were doing and where I was trying to go with Cathy and began the same tactic on his date. Before long, he and I had our dates arching their backs and grinding their pussies against our hands and fingers. The black girl was much more vocal than Cathy as to what she wanted and expected from her date. Both girls had orgasms about the same time and they clinched each others hands as they were hitting their peak.
With that accomplished, the night was not over, both girls began pulling down our trousers and were soon in front of us guys taking our male members into their hands and giving us an extremely good handjob. The girls seemed to be in competition with each other as to which one could get their date off the fastest. Cathy was jacking my erection as she had never done before, I could not believe the effort she was putting into trying to get my rocks off. I could tell the other guy was receiving the same pleasure as I was. I came first onto Cathys hand and then she directed most of my load onto the ground. The other guy came about 10 seconds after I did and his date was vocal when he shot his load.
After we all were finished we sat and talked about what we had just done and had witnessed with each other. Both couples returned to the top of the sea wall, they went their way and Cathy and I went ours. Cathy and I never saw the other couple again and Cathy and I dated for about another year and then went our separate ways.