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 floor as there was no shortage of available men to dance with. Many of the men came back for seconds and thirds but the girls 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 that should wear off some of the alcohol. The floor was always very crowded and that 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, 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 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. He 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 he 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. Not resisting too hard at first, she 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 now 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 counter top. 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.
Then the attacker forced her to bend over at the sinks using enough force that she protested the harsh treatment. Suddenly she said in as stern a voice as she could muster, "What the hell do you think you are doing?" Then she began to struggle harder but was not able to get free as she was in such an awkward position. She was forced to put her hands on the counter to prevent herself from falling over as she was pushed hard towards the sink.
Looking up, Doris saw that there was a mirror directly in front of her and she gazed into it with a worried look. There, right behind her and forcing her to bend over the counter top was the jerk who had molested her on the dance floor. With a start, she yelled at him, "Stop this at once or I will scream my bloody head off."
Smiling with an evil grin, he just gave her blouse a quick jerk to show his superior power, and then reached down. He grabbed the lower hem of her skirt and flipped it up to her waist in one easy motion. Doris stared back, wide-eyed as she watched in horror at her bare flesh that he just exposed. He then let go of her skirt and undid his jeans, pulling out his long, hard cock. She almost fainted as he jerked it up and down vigorously and her eyes never left the overpowering weapon.
Oh no, she thought as it now became obvious what his intentions were. Then he moved closer to Doris and began slapping the top portion of his overgrown cock on her exposed ass. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the compact room and she actually welcomed the punishment he rained on her now reddening cheeks. Doris was so shocked by what he was doing that she remained absolutely motionless actually waiting for his next move.
Doris began to plead with him to stop and leave her alone. "Please don't, please," she begged. His only response was to let go of his ramrod and grab the elastic edge of her shear, thong panties. Doris began to twist and turn in an attempt to get away but he held her steady between his body and the sinks. Suddenly, he roughly pulled the elastic from around her leg, twisting it to the side and allowing the cool air to strike her sensitive flesh between her thighs. A violent shudder shot through her body as she realized she was exposed to this creature and he was about to fuck her right there in the washroom.
She began to sob and cry and looking behind, she could see him aiming his meat at her backside. Jerking forward in an attempt to escape his assault, she was held right where she was as the counter prevented any forward escape. 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 he never heard a word she uttered. His only response was to say, "So you teased me all night with that sexy body of yours, 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, no, she thought, why was it so wet? Probably from all the dancing and exercise she had been doing, she reasoned.
"I am going to fuck you, pretty lady," he said to Doris and with a sudden shove, he embedded his monster. All at once, she was astonished as 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. She would resist with all her might but he was just too strong for her to get free, she told herself.
He began pumping in and out at a furious pace and the long 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 a strange feeling was beginning to form deep within her loins and she shuddered from the fear of what it meant. How could she be feeling anything remotely close to arousal with this jerk fucking her? Yes, there it was again as an electric spasm shot through her tender body.
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. Looking back, she saw that now both his hands were on the cheeks of her exposed ass and there was no need to hold her upper body. She should jump up and run, but for some unknown reason, she was unable to move.
The power of him pounding his cock into her, forced her to shut her eyes tightly in an attempt to hide the mirror images of her rising shame. She continued to hold the counter so he didn't drive her forward into the glass, which would certainly hurt her. His rapid fucking took its toll quickly and his stamina was fading fast.
What Doris heard next caused her breath to catch and made her renew her struggle to get free. That was the door opening, she said to herself and her heart stopped beating for a split second. No, no she thought, as that was certainly someone else entering the room. Everything was happening so fast that she really didn't know what to do. Remain as she was, seemed like the only thing to do.
Then she heard the jerk talking to another guy and saying, "She teased the hell out of me all night and now I am giving her what she wants." Next Doris could feel his big shaft swell in anticipation and she knew he was about to empty his demon load deep inside her pussy. Now she screamed for him to not do this, as it wasn't right. "No, no, please don't," she begged but he just ignored her and rode the roller coaster higher.
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