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Last Dance
by Dawn1958 (dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com)
***
Doris, her husband and some friends went to a nightclub
to celebrate and Doris and her girlfriends danced all
night and then she was confronted by a man who wanted to
have sex with her. She thought by going to the washroom
that she would get away from the man, but she was wrong.
(M+/F, nc, oral, mc, orgy)
***
Author Note: I wrote this story as a request from a
reader so hope you like it. I have added a longer ending
to this version as I sort of left the original hanging.
At the time it sounded like a good idea but maybe it
wasn't. Please email me with your comments or
suggestions.
***
Doris and her husband, Randy, were meeting two other
couples at the nightclub on the Red Mile at 42nd Street.
About two or three times a year, the couples went out to
relax and have some fun. The men usually were quite
content to just sit there all night and have as many
beers as they could hold. The women on the other hand,
liked to dance and were constantly on the dance floor,
as there was no shortage of available men to dance with.
Many of the men came back for seconds and thirds, but
the women were just happy to be letting loose.
Doris had been drinking screwdrivers and the sneaky
vodka was beginning to make her feel a little tipsy. She
decided to do more dancing, as she thought that should
wear off some of the alcohol. The floor was always very
crowded, which enabled the guys to cop a few feels along
the way, and Doris certainly was in no mood to reject
any affection on this night. It was actually quite
thrilling to act risqué once in awhile. After all, she
thought, what harm could a few feels be?
Every once in awhile, one or two of the girls would go
back to the table to put in an appearance so the
husbands wouldn't object to their dancing. During one of
the breaks, Doris giggled when Dawn described the hard
cock that this one guy pressed so tight against her; she
thought it would leave a permanent mark. Doris told her
that one guy kept asking her to dance but she was
getting afraid to accept, as he kept talking dirty to
her. Once he even grabbed her hand and placed it right
over his hard cock. "Can you imagine that?" she asked
her friend. The girls huddled closer and she confided to
Dawn how damn good it felt, but it was just too bad it
belonged to a jerk.
Soon both girls were back on the dance floor and having
a great time. Doris wasn't too happy when the jerk cut
in on the next dance, but she agreed to dance, as he was
a good dancer. If only he would not try to body fuck her
while on a crowded dance floor, she would have felt more
at ease. Again he felt her up at every opportunity and
she was even mad at herself for letting him take
liberties. The man even managed to get a good feel of
her boobs during one song. Since there were so many on
the floor, she saw no reason to make a scene whenever
the jerk molested her, and she just did her best to get
away from his advances. Finally a song ended and she
begged off the next one, as she just had to use the
ladies room. With a quick turn, she was gone before he
could say a word.
Finding the restrooms, she was just about to put her
hand on the door when someone grabbed her from behind.
Quickly, the strong hands twisted her slender body and
forced her into the men's washroom, which was right next
door. Not resisting too hard at first, Doris thought it
was someone who she knew and they were playing a trick
on her. Suddenly, she realized that she was all the way
inside the men's room and abruptly became afraid, as she
didn't think any of her friends would do this to her.
A strong hand grabbed a handful of the back of her
blouse and held her firmly, so she could not turn
around. She couldn't see who was forcing her and
suddenly she was shoved forward to the long countertop,
which contained a couple of sinks. This all happened in
a matter of seconds and she really didn't have time to
yell or scream. Had she known she was in trouble, she
certainly would have yelled her head off.
The attacker forced her to bend over at the sinks, using
enough force that she protested the harsh treatment.
Then she used the sternest voice she could muster. "What
the hell do you think you're doing?" She began to
struggle harder but was not able to get free, as she was
in such an awkward position. Her hands were spread about
a foot apart on the counter to prevent herself from
falling over when she was pushed hard towards the sinks.
Looking up, Doris saw that there was a mirror directly
in front of her and she gazed into it with a worried
look. Right behind her and forcing her to bend over the
countertop was the jerk who had molested her on the
dance floor. With a start, she yelled at the man. "Stop
this at once or I'll scream my bloody head off!"
Smiling with an evil grin, the man simply gave her
blouse a quick jerk to show his superior power and then
he reached down. He grabbed the lower hem of her skirt
and flipped it up to her waist in one easy motion. Doris
stared into the mirror wide-eyed, as she watched in
horror when her bare flesh was brazenly exposed. The man
let go of her skirt and undid his jeans, pulling out his
long, hard cock. Doris almost fainted when he jerked it
up and down vigorously and her eyes never left the
overpowering weapon.
'Oh no,' she thought when it became obvious what his
intentions were. Then he moved closer to Doris and began
slapping her exposed ass with the top portion of his
overgrown cock. The sound of skin meeting skin filled
the compact room and she actually welcomed the
punishment he rained on her now reddening ass-cheeks.
Doris was so shocked by what he was doing that she
remained absolutely motionless, as if waiting for his
next punishment.
A shudder of despair shot through her body and she found
her voice. "Please don't, please," she begged the man to
stop and leave her alone. His only response was to let
go of his ramrod and grab the elastic edge of her shear,
thong panties. Doris twisted and turned in an attempt to
get away, but he held her steady between his body and
the counter. The man roughly pulled the elastic from
around her leg and twisted it to the side, which allowed
the cool air to wash over the sensitive flesh between
her thighs. A violent shudder went through her body when
she realized she was exposed to this creature and he
might fuck her right there in a dirty washroom.
Doris sobbed and cried, as she looked behind. She
noticed the man aiming his meat at her exposed backside
and she jerked forward in an attempt to escape the
assault. Her upper thighs pushed against the countertop,
which prevented any movement or getaway. Suddenly his
cock disappeared from her vision and her heart stopped,
waiting for it to happen.
When the burning cock touched her skin, Doris almost
passed out from fright. Her protests became louder, but
the man never heard a word she uttered. His only
response caused more uncertainty in the pit of her
stomach. "You teased me all night with that sexy body of
yours... waved that sexy ass at me and now I am going to
have the last dance." She could see his smile displayed
in the mirror and knew she was not going to be able to
reason with him at all.
The tip of his enraged cock pressed into her crotch and
her breathing momentarily held, as she knew what was
about to happen. Doris could see that his glazed eyes
were totally focused on what he was doing behind her and
suddenly, she felt the head of his big cock slip between
her wet pussy lips. 'Oh, gawd no,' she thought, 'why am
I so wet?' Doris reasoned it was likely due to all the
dancing and exercise she had been doing throughout the
evening.
"I'm going to fuck you... pretty lady," he said to Doris
and embedded his monster with a sudden shove. All at
once, she was astonished when he filled her cunt like
never before. Her juices coated the thick shaft and he
was quickly able to pump his iron in and out. Doris held
onto the counter with all her strength so he wouldn't
shove her head into the mirror. All the while, she
stared at the dirty bastard who was forcing himself upon
her. Doris resisted with all her might, but she told
herself that the man was just too strong for her to get
free.
He began pumping in and out at a furious pace and the
long, deliberate strokes were something new to Doris.
When he thrust his powerful hips with all his strength,
his cock hit places never before touched by any other.
All of a sudden the strangest feeling formed deep within
her loins and she shuddered from the fear of what it
meant. Doris questioned how she could feel anything
close to arousal with this jerk fucking her in a public
washroom? A second and then a third electric spasm shot
through her tender body, which filled her with great
disbelief.
Her protests renewed with vigor and she pleaded with him
to stop at once. "Please stop, don't do this to me," she
pleaded with him. Doris would never forget her next
recollection. She glanced into the mirror and noticed
that the man had both hands on the cheeks of her exposed
ass, as there was no need to restrain her upper body.
Doris realized that it was possible to jump up and run,
yet she was unwilling to move.
The power of the stranger pounding his cock into her,
forced Doris to shut her eyes tightly in an attempt to
hide the mirror images of her rising shame. She
continued the viselike grip on the counter to prevent
being driven forward into the glass, which would
certainly hurt her. The man's rapid fucking quickly took
a toll on his stamina and it faded fast.
What Doris heard next caused her heart to stop for a
split second. She vigorously renewed her struggle to get
free when the washroom door opened and she realized
someone was entering the room. Everything happened fast
and there didn't seem to be an easy solution for her
dilemma. Just as she managed to slide a little to one
side, the man grabbed the back of her head. He wrapped
his fingers into her long, curly hair and she had to
turn her head sideways, as he forced her face into the
glass.
Doris listened intently when the man spoke to the person
who entered. "She teased the hell out of me all night...
letting me feel her sexy ass and those big tits. Now I'm
giving her what she wants... a big fuckin' dick!"
Doris felt the big shaft swell in anticipation and she
knew the man was about to empty his demon load deep
inside her pussy. She screamed for him to stop, as it
wasn't right. "No, no, please don't," she begged, but he
just ignored her and rode the roller coaster of lust.
"Help, help," she called out to the new person who had
obviously entered yet there was no response.
Small spasms rocketed through her loins and they seemed
to be tied directly to her resolve. For some strange
reason she was unable to stop her erotic reactions to
what the stranger was doing to her. Dejected and ashamed
with feelings of guilt, she closed her eyes tightly. The
darkness felt good and her body belied her earlier
protests and she merely sobbed in defeat, which caused
her body to shake out of control.
Suddenly he exploded and shot the burning, hot lava into
her deepest reaches. Her tender body shook like crazy
when cum washed over the virgin cervix and she accepted
his seed. The muscles of her vagina tightened with as
much force as her body could muster and she milked the
big cock like a slut. Another electric shock shot
through her body, as an impending orgasm swelled deep
within. Afraid to take the death-defying leap, Doris
tried to save her soul. 'No, no,' she said to herself.
'I just can't do it with this bastard!'
There was a moment of relief when she felt the man's
orgasm begin to subside. Doris knew she had come within
an eyelash of climaxing, which would have been horrific.
She uttered a small sigh for being saved great
embarrassment, as she felt the return of a small measure
of self-control. She opened her eyes and turned to face
the mirror again, as she noticed a new fear. A guy was
framed behind the jerk and it was very obvious what his
intensions were. His pants were already down to his
knees and he had is hard cock in his fist.
The dreadful sight was overwhelming, as Doris realized
that she was about to get fucked by another stranger.
The first man who was still buried to his balls held her
captive and there didn't seem to be anything she could
do about it. Her heartbeat went from frenzied to zero
when the washroom door opened again and she prayed for
an escape. "Help! Help, these men are raping me," she
yelled to the rescuer she hoped was entering.
Over and over again Doris repeated her pleas until a new
figure appeared in the mirror. All of a sudden she felt
like a savior had arrived when Doris stared at her wide-
eyes husband, Randy. A wave of relief washed over her
and she assumed she was measly moments away from being
saved from the two devils. There wasn't a sound in the
small room and everyone stood deathly quiet, waiting for
someone to say something.
"What the hell are you doing to my wife," Randy yelled
at the two strangers and suddenly moved in to grab the
jerk who was just pulling his long cock out of his
wife's cunt.
Without warning, two more men entered the washroom and
surrounded Randy, as each grabbed an arm to hold him
steadfast. "Just hold still and you won't get hurt," was
all that one of them said. They were young and very
muscular and found it easy to hold Randy captive. The
two men easily moved their prisoner away from the
counter and Doris instantly realized Randy would be
prevented from helping her escape.
Randy watched in utter dismay when the other man who was
about to fuck his wife renewed his attack. Doris was
held in position by the first rapist, which enabled the
second man to take his place at her backside. Randy
stared into his wife's awestruck eyes, as she seemed to
focus on the mirror images that were inches from her
face.
Doris stared at the reflection and noticed the image of
the man's cock disappear from the mirror, hidden by her
own naked ass. Her breath caught, as she felt his
immediate thrust, and his cock was rammed to the hilt.
The man remained embedded for seconds, enjoying the
immense heat and joy of being buried in Doris' cunt. It
had been awhile since he had fucked anyone and he was
going to enjoy the moment very, very much.
"Here, let me feel that wet cunt of yours," he said with
a smile. Then the man reached around her flared hips and
searched for the soaked, silky material still covering
the upper portion of her precious pussy lips. He
deliberately pinched the shear thong between his fingers
and shifted it off to the side, which enabled him to
expose her soul. His skilled fingers slipped into the
wetness and closed over the protruding clitoris, as
Doris thought she had been shot with a shotgun. Her hips
thrust forward to meet his demanding fingers and the
explosion was instantaneous.
There was no place for her hips to go as they slammed
into the countertop, driving the man's fingers deeper
into her wetness. Guilt and shame filled her faithful
mind when she looked at the mirror image to see Randy
watching it all happen. His eyes were as big as saucers
as he could see the big cock pumping in and out of his
lovely wife. Not a sound came from his still lips, as he
had never seen such an erotic sight. Randy knew he
should be fighting with all his might, but he just
couldn't bring himself to miss one brief image of what
was happening in front of him.
Doris was filled with utter disbelief when the orgasm
quickly consumed her womanly body. As her husband
watched, she felt the onslaught of the most violent
orgasm of her life rush over her. She was unable to keep
her hips still as they thrust madly at the attacker who
was enjoying every second of her lust. Nothing like this
had ever happened to the man and he was surely going to
relish what this bitch was doing to him.
The man took her higher and higher as the gigantic
orgasm went on and on, caressing every nerve in her
body. Doris locked her eyes on Randy and watched when he
stared at what she was doing. His eyes never left her
cunt and a man fucking the woman he loved seemed to
mesmerize him. The stranger felt the rising passion and
knew it would soon totally consume him. Doris' tight,
hot cunt robbed his remaining stamina and his orgasm
exploded with a fury. Short, powerful thrusts lifted
Doris off the floor and the man filled her cunt with his
seed, as she matched his strokes with power of her own.
The other men in the room were breathing very heavy, as
they witnessed the two sweaty bodies fucking before
their very eyes. Loud moans of ecstasy came from Doris'
throat when she went to the peak of the most mind-
blowing orgasm of her life. Never had she thrust so
madly and been so out of control during sex. Her total
being surrounded the head of this bastard's cock and she
welcomed every inch of the throbbing meat. The guy
grunted when he emptied his load, which was so vast that
wet, slurping sounds erupted when the cum escaped the
seal around his swollen cock. Slowly the creamy cum
seeped from Doris' pussy and dropped to the floor, which
incensed the other men in the room.
Her eyes never left Randy and as the climax began to
subside, Doris tried to send signals to tell her husband
that she was sorry. None of it made any difference
because Randy was only interested in what she was doing
and it was in an aroused way. He had never witnessed the
intense passion or lust from his wife and it was having
a positive effect on his sexual desire.
Doris was very confused. She could not understand how
she could experience such a powerful orgasm under these
circumstances. Two strangers had just forcibly fucked
her and she had experienced an orgasm with her husband
watching it all happen. More shame fueled her mind when
she came to realize that she had wanted the big cock
inside her. Yes, she wanted to be fucked by these
monsters and it didn't matter that her husband was
there. It was lust and she was totally aroused beyond
any point in her life.
She remained bent over the counter as the second man
slowly removed his dwindling hard-on. Hanging her head
down, Doris glanced down with a blank stare and waited.
The humiliation swept over her and Doris felt completely
degraded by the overpowering lust swelling deep inside.
Seconds went by yet still she waited, almost holding her
breath in utter anticipation. The sounds of a zipper
being lower roared through the room and Doris' heart
began to beat faster. She flinched and jerked wildly
when rough, strong hands closed over her burning ass.
New hands, hands she had never felt before. Closing her
eyes, Doris waited for it to happen. She had never felt
such a dire need or desire for anything in her life,
like she felt at that moment.
In one quick motion, the hands grabbed the elastic
waistband of the shear panties and smoothly rolled them
to the floor. Doris allowed the stranger to strip her
panties and she obediently remained motionless and
waited. Suddenly the next hard cock rammed into her
soaked pussy. A shriek of lust escaped her lips when the
thick, long shaft plunged all the way in with one quick
thrust. The man drove in so hard that it took her breath
away momentarily.
The stranger was fully aroused already and there was no
need for any foreplay. He immediately began to pump with
all of his strength and Doris raised her head to the
mirror again. Her eyes were open and she noticed that
there were still two men holding Randy captive. Her
husband was being forced to comply and so was she. Doris
reasoned that she was powerless against such strong men
and they demanded she submit.
Almost immediately, her muscles began to tighten and
milk the intruding rod. Doris could feel the raging
desire in her belly and she began to push back hard so
that the cock could possess her cunt completely. She
arched her back and gave everything to this intruder, as
she clung to the clammy countertop with her hands.
Without warning, new spasms rocked her frail body and it
began all over again.
Randy remained fully engrossed with the erotic encounter
and he did not struggle to get free of his captors. As
hard as it was to believe, it seemed that his wife was
begging this stranger to fuck her. Her rapid thrusts
were allowing the intruder to fully sink his shaft into
her delirious cunt. Both were pumping with determination
and it would not be long until two orgasms again filled
the sleazy washroom.
It seemed to get much hotter in the small room and Doris
was becoming crazed when her temp rose to an unbearable
level. Guilt and shame filled her completely, as she was
unable to stop the rising tidal wave of desire. Another
powerful orgasm washed over her entire being and her
pussy convulsed out of control over the thick shaft of
the unknown man. There were loud slapping sounds, as the
bare skin of the man's pelvis slapped against the
burning flesh of Doris' ass. All ears in the room were
in tune with it and the men were totally aroused by the
unbridled lust.
The orgasm quickly reached a feverish peak and Doris
arched her back severely, as every muscle in her body
tensed. When the hot lava struck her cervix and inner
reaches, she almost collapsed. The second mind-blowing
orgasm in the last few minutes rushed over the apex and
the lucky man was blown away by her intense ecstasy.
Unable to prolong the climax, he blew his immense load
of searing cum deep into Doris' cunt. His powerful
thrusts lifted her slender body off the restroom floor
every time he pushed forward and the others were
mesmerized by the fiery passion.
With the ebb tide slowly coming down the far side, Doris
dropped her head in shame once again. Not wishing to see
her husband's face, she refused to look in his
direction. After the final thrusts from the stranger,
she felt him reluctantly release her hips from his iron
grip and slowly withdraw his ramrod. Suddenly, Doris
felt empty and the strong emotions deep within were
still partway up the mountain of ecstasy.
The silence in the small room was finally broken by the
sounds Doris had been waiting for. She heard another
zipper being lowered and the swishing of clothing.
Closing her eyes, she waited. Suddenly, someone grabbed
her arms and straightened her body upright.
In the mirror, she could see one of the men holding
Randy captive had lowered his pants. The man motioned
for her to come in his direction and his rugged face was
covered with a broad smile, as he waited. Doris could
tell what he wanted and she looked frantically at Randy
for help. A worried frown crossed his face, but he was
unable or unwilling to do anything to assist her.
The man's voice was deafening. "Come here," echoed
throughout the room. Doris was unable to stop her feet
from moving and she slowly shuffled the short distance
towards the man. Her teary eyes turned to the standing
erection and she was afraid to blink. The cock bounced
madly in front of man's loins and he seemed determined
to get satisfaction from Doris' lips with or without her
consent.
Without looking away from the magnet, Doris pleaded with
the stranger to leave her alone. "Please... don't make
me do it," she begged, but knew there would be no
answer. His manly hips thrust forward to indicate what
he wanted her to do and he waited.
A small sob of defeat raked her amorous body and Doris
dropped to her knees. Suddenly the magnificent cock was
a mere inch or two from her face. Her small, dainty hand
went to surround the thick shaft and she held it steady
in her delicate fist. Doris pushed her face forward
until the flared head touched her lips. She flinched
when the burning tool touched her skin, but in the next
instant the cock-head was between her spread lips.
The musty aroma was adrenalin to her spirit and she
licked the pre-cum off the flared head. Sucking the meat
into her mouth, Doris was unable to resist any longer.
She began pumping her small fist up and down the
extended shaft and sucked the first few inches of man-
cock deeper into her hot mouth. The man was in heaven
and he was determined to hold the impending orgasm back
so that the blowjob lasted a long time.
Shamefully, Doris could see the legs of her husband
standing next to the stranger yet she continued to suck
the big cock. For some unexplained reason, she was
overcome with the erotic lust and sucked the rod deeper
into her throat. She felt his loins start to pulse out
of control and knew what was next. The first blast of
hot cum caught her slightly by surprise, but she still
managed to swallow most of gooey cream. The man's hips
jerked wildly, as he filled her mouth and throat with
the burning lava, and she swallowed feverishly so as not
to choke.
Doris pumped her fist furiously, as she drained the big
cock, and her thirst was quenched by the stranger's
semen. Her face was flushed and she felt burning guilt
for what just transpired. Slowly the pulsing organ came
to a rest and she pulled the semi-hard shaft out of her
mouth. Almost reluctantly, she released it from her
small hand and let it droop in front of her face.
Suddenly someone spoke to her and Doris looked up at
Randy, thinking it was him. Seeing his lips were still
and no sound coming from them, she looked farther to the
right. "Go lean over the counter like you were earlier
cuz I'm goin' to fuck you," said the last remaining man
yet to taste Doris' delights.
Doris began to plead immediately. "Please, no, no, I
can't do it... no more." She felt used and abused beyond
anything in her life and knew she couldn't fuck another
man with her husband in the room. She was at a loss for
words to describe what had already transpired in the
seedy men's washroom and couldn't understand how it was
possible to do more.
Without warning, the man grabbed her arms and pulled her
upright. Next he pushed her towards the counter and
Doris began to sob. Crying with tears running down her
rosy cheeks, she glanced over her shoulder at the new
attacker. Doris noted the man's serious expression and
there didn't seem to be any compassion written on his
face. She reluctantly gave one last plea for mercy.
"Please don't," she pleaded. "please... oh please, don't
do this."
Pushing her into the counter, Doris was forced to grab
the top to keep from falling. Once she regained her
balance, she stood upright facing the mirror, as if she
was going to defy the man. Suddenly he grabbed the
bottom of her blouse and ripped it up and over her head
in a flash. Doris was forced to raise her arms, but she
quickly lowered them back to the edge of the counter to
retain her balance. She stared into the mirror and
watched in horror when her lacy bra was stripped from
her chest and tossed across the room. "Now that's a set
of tits. Gorgeous... fucking gorgeous," the man growled.
Her hands moved towards her chest but they never made
it. The stranger put his big hand in the center of her
back and pushed her forward so she quickly grabbed the
countertop to prevent falling face-first into the
mirror. The last thing in the world Doris ever imagined
was being naked in a men's washroom. The man adeptly
ripped her skirt off and left her totally naked in a
room full of sexual deviates.
Doris acted like a zombie and never tried to get away.
The stranger kicked her feet apart and she stood
motionless, as the man dropped his pants. Suddenly he
bent her over, which left her vulnerable when she
hovered over top of the sink. Her luscious boobs hung
down and swayed back and forth, which seemed to become
the focus of every man in the room. The stranger reached
around and grabbed the swaying tits, as if they were
lifesavers.
It was possibly the fastest penetration and certainly
could have been a world record. The man pulled back hard
on her tits and at the same time rammed his hips at her
backside. Loud ooohs and aaahs from the onlookers told
it all. The cock hit the middle of her crotch and
instantly found the center of her universe. He was
embedded to the hilt with one swift plunge and it
knocked the wind out of her, as yet another stranger
ravaged her.
Doris tried to raise her head and look into the familiar
mirror for help. She glanced down the front of her naked
torso and noticed how the man had her tits firmly cupped
by both hands. Her heart was beating out of control and
then she noticed the man's right hand let go of her
breast. The reprieve was purely temporary, as she
watched his fingers deftly slither across her heaving
stomach and slowly dip between her thighs.
She could barely see what the man was after. His bold
fingers pried the upper pussy lips apart and then he
pressed on the exposed clitoris, as he rubbed it
vigorously back and forth. For some strange reason she
looked up and stared into the darkest eyes on earth. The
stranger's eyes were paralyzing and seemed to offer a
promise of desire that was impossible to refuse. Despite
feeling empty and under the control of the devil, she
uttered what was probably considered the silliest
protest. "No, no, noooooo," she pleaded, not necessarily
to the man, but in an effort to quell the strange
sensations deep inside.
The stranger merely grinned at her and pounded her ass.
"Sluts like it hard and they like it rough," he
whispered. "You best fuck me slut and make it good... or
my friends will knock the living shit out of your
hubby."
Doris didn't dare take her eyes off the man, but she
knew Randy was still being held captive. The intense
stare continued and she felt the man slice her spirit in
two with his damning threat. He was buried to the hilt
and the throbbing cock-meat seemed to radiate through
her belly. She tried to lift herself to alleviate the
intense pressure inside her womanly being, but the man
pressed harder on the swollen trigger. He rolled the
clit in the abundant juices and her hips jumped when a
spasm rocked her fragile confidence.
The picture of animal lust and desire brought out
numerous shouts of encouragement from the onlookers, as
they voiced their approval. The man abruptly yanked the
delicate clitty outward and continued rolling it around
and around, as he pumped his hips with the tempo of a
madman. The intense heat and the walls of Doris' vagina
clamped tightly around his thick cock and the man
relished being in complete control. "I better feel that
sexy ass pushing back at me... or else!"
Another threat and Doris simply justified her actions by
telling herself she was saving her husband. She was
overwhelmed by ruthless desire and felt like a slut when
she pushed her hips back to meet the man's pounding.
Suddenly a violent spasm shot through her loins and her
emotions roared to the next level. Her breathing became
very ragged and she somehow sucked the big cock deeper.
The man's hips thrust faster and it was evident to
everyone in the room that he was about to blow his load
into the washroom slut.
The rest was scripted by the devil and Doris merely
accepted her fate without even a pithy struggle. Two
strangers silently slipped into the cramped space beside
her heaving torso and each grabbed a handful of swaying
titty. She was vaguely aware that callused hands fondled
her hanging boobs, as they roughly squeezed the hardened
nipples.
One second Doris felt like her struggles were doing some
good, but then a sudden explosion went off deep inside
her loins. Her special juices coated the thick cock,
which enable the man to pump faster, and the end came in
a hurry. The stranger thrust forward with everything he
had and let go a powerful blast, as he filled her cavity
with hot cum. His abrupt display of force took Doris by
surprise when he grabbed a big handful of her hair. He
jerked her head up and backwards at the same time, which
put a severe arch in her spine.
The man leaned over and put his lips next to her ear.
"Slut! Push that cunt back at me. Show me... show me
you're a slut. Push... push," he whispered and made it
sound demanding. "I get the last dance, or else! Fuck me
or I'll let every pervert in the place fuck your slutty
ass."
There was no recourse and Doris lost the battle. She
knew the telltale signs of lust were raking her body and
that her husband would witness his wife experience
another damning orgasm in a sleazy washroom. It seemed
like hours yet it was only minutes before the sweaty
bodies slowly came to a standstill. Doris was pinned
between the man and the countertop and she had to wait
until he withdrew his imposing pecker before she could
move.
There was an immediate flurry of activity when the
various men came back to their senses. Someone mentioned
there was a big lineup of men wanting to get into the
washroom and that someone probably called the cops
because they heard a woman scream. One of the men
suggested everyone should get while the getting was good
and all of the men quickly agreed. Every man
straightened his clothes and gave Doris a parting smile,
as their expression begged her forgiveness.
The last man to ravage Doris tucked in his shirt and
even managed to hand her the discarded bra and blouse.
"Thanks for the 'Last Dance' and you better put these on
or you'll be in here all night," he whispered. "You
answered a dream of mine and I have to admit that this
was the raunchiest fuck ever."
In a matter of seconds, Doris was left standing at the
sinks with her husband who had retrieved the rest of her
clothes. She dressed in record time and didn't have time
to say anything to Randy, as they exited the men's
washroom. They hurried past many men whose jaws dropped
at the sight of a sexy woman who appeared distraught.
Doris sobbed uncontrollably and Randy had his arm around
her shoulders. Randy guided her past the men and out of
the nightclub to their car, where he quickly opened the
back door.
Doris sort of staggered and grabbed her husband's arm
for support. "But... but," she whispered, with a
questioning look on her face.
Randy pushed her into the backseat and quickly got in
behind her. "I'm too horny... can't wait," he uttered.
"Watching those bastards fuck you was the greatest turn-
on."
"But... but?"
"Oh fuck... I got the biggest hard-on watching them fuck
you."
"But here... in the backseat?"
"Damn right! I can't wait. I need to fuck you right
now!"
Doris wiped her tears away and she was very thankful
that her husband wasn't upset with her. Her arms went
around his neck and the embrace quickly grew heated and
desperate, as her only concern was to satisfy Randy's
raging desire. Doris felt like a teenager again and she
would forever remember the backseat affair because it
was the first time she actually faked it. Her husband
was known for his limited stamina, but the sordid
washroom affair compounded the problem, as the
intercourse lasted virtually no time at all.
THE END
Please email me with any comments or suggestions as I
always appreciate it when I hear from readers.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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