Getting Revenge
Posted by admin on May 24th, 2010 in First Encounters, Read Erotica | 3 commentsby Autumn Seave
I had one sole purpose for being at the bar that night – I was there to get fucked. Yesterday, I had discovered that my boyfriend of three years was fucking the new waitress at the bar where he was a bartender. I had decided to surprise him at closing time and had snuck in the back door. His friend, Giles, told me he was in the beer cooler. What a great place to catch him unawares, I thought – but I was the one that was caught off guard when I found him with his cock buried in the ass of the cocktail waitress, who was bent over a pile of empty beer cases begging for more.
I had entered the bar tonight wearing the tiniest leather dress I owned. The top was cinched and laced up the front corset style so that my already ample breasts spilled from the top, barely covering my nipples. The bottom of the dress barely covered my stockings, but the slightest bend would show off the black lace garters beneath my skirt. I’d skipped the panties figuring they’d just slow me down. As I cruised through the bar I could almost taste the sexual arousal in the air.
I had something specific in mind tonight, which was why I had picked this bar. It was fairly upper scale. Rich frat boys were known to hang out here and I wanted young and hot.
I chose a seat against the wall and watched. It wasn’t long before I saw what I wanted. A group of young men came in together. One of them was just my taste. At least six feet tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, largish nose, and chiseled cheekbones. As they sat about twenty feet away from my table, I made eye contact with him. He smiled back confidently.
It didn’t take long before he was seriously checking me out. I licked my lips. I “accidentally” dropped an ice cube into my cleavage, dug it out, and popped the remainder of it in my mouth. Then, my ace, I uncrossed my legs, revealing my freshly shaved treasures. I thought his jaw would drop to the floor, but he remained calm.
He drained his glass and left his buddies at the table. He literally sauntered over to me, totally calm as if women flashed their wet pussies at him everyday.
“Hi, I’m…” he began.
I cut him off. “I don’t want to know your name. All I want to know is if your cock is hard enough to give me a good fuck right now.”
He grinned. “I believe it is.”
“And is your pussy ready to be filled with my cock – can you take it?” he asked. As he did, his hand reached under the table, between my thighs, and with more confidence than I had ever imagined from a younger man, he pushed one long digit deep inside me.
I jumped in surprise and muffled a moan.
“I’ll take that as a yes. C’mon then.”
I followed him through the crowded bar. He stopped to whisper in the ear of a man that looked like a professional wrestler – the bouncer. The bouncer winked at me as he discretely slid the bill from my friend’s hand and into his pocket. We walked down the hall into the men’s bathroom, which we found empty. A little harshly, he pulled me into the last stall and ripped at the lacings of my top. With expertise, he had exposed my breasts and now had one in each hand. He squeezed the fullness of my breasts between his large hands and roughly rolled my nipples between his fingers. I groaned out loud hoping that the bill he’d slipped the bartender was large enough that no one would interrupt us. He pulled one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and grazing his teeth over the hardened tips. He pulled and twisted the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger causing a fiery sensation to flow through my chest. He switched sides to pull roughly over my burning nipple with his teeth. He was treating my breasts like his personal toys and I loved it.
Just when I though he was going to focus on my chest all night, he roughly pulled my skirt up around my waist. He pushed my thighs apart with his knees. Before I could say please, he had buried two fingers deep inside my pussy.
“You little slut. You came here tonight just to get fucked and I’m gonna fuck you all right. But it’s going to be my way. Now fuck my fingers.”
His voice was demanding but I was more turned on than I had felt in a long time. I rode my pussy over his hand, his thumb roughly gliding over my clit each time. He took my nipple in his mouth again and resumed sucking and pulling with his teeth. I began to groan louder as I felt the beginning of an orgasm. But no sooner had it started than he pulled his hand out of my cunt.
“Oh no you don’t. You’re not gonna cum until I say so. Bend over and suck me off bitch.”
With that he pulled out a thick cock that he held firmly in a large hand. I really just wanted him to fill my pussy with it but I obliged and bent to my knees to take it in my mouth.
“No,” he said, “Bend over. I want to see your ass as you suck my dick.”
I did as he demanded. It was a little awkward but I found that as I bent over this way, my ass and pussy rubbed against the door. The coolness of the door felt good as I rubbed my throbbing cunt lips against it. I fingered my clit as I sucked at his huge cock. I found that it was so big I couldn’t take it all, so I used my hand to increase his pleasure. I thought he was going to come inside my mouth but he stopped himself and pulled me up. He held my arms above my head and said, “Tell me what you want.”
I whimpered, “Your cock.”
“Where?”
“In my cunt.”
At first he said nothing but when I begged, “Please!” he spun me around, kicked my legs wide, and rammed the full length of his hardness into my pussy. The force of it pushed the length of my mostly naked body against the door. It was then that I noticed that the door was made of frosted glass. At the same time, with my breasts pressed against the glass, I noticed that we had an audience. Three men, his friends I assumed, leaned against the sinks, stroking their hard cocks. They cheered as he rammed his cock into me again and again, “Ya, fuck her man,” “Fuck that pussy!”
I moaned with pleasure and humiliation, remembering how I’d rubbed my pussy up against the glass as I’d taken his cock in my mouth. I was too far-gone to care now though, and I reached down to spread my lips so that my clit would rub against the glass each time he thrust the full length of his cock into me.
“You like this slut? You like my cock ramming in and out of your cunt? You like it rough?”
“Oh yes,” I moaned, “Fuck me harder!”
“Well, you’re really going to like this then,” he said as he pulled his cock out with a wet slurp.
His fingers slid into my pussy again as he said, “Have you ever had a nice hard cock in your ass?”
Before I could say a word, his fingers pulled the wet creaminess of my pussy up to my ass and one long finger was probing at my back tunnel. I heard one of the guys on the other side of the glass groan and I felt a slight burn as his finger pushed past the initial tightness.
“You’re…. too…. big,” I moaned as he inserted another finger. One of the guys passed him something over the door and soon I felt a cool wetness over my ass. I realized he must have lubed my ass up and soon those two fingers were sliding in and out of my back door as if they belonged there. I was surprised that it was starting to feel quite good.
“Oh, I’m sure you can take it. If you relax, I’m sure you’ll actually love it,” he laughed.
He pulled his fingers from my ass and give one cheek a hard slap. Then I could feel the head of his cock pushing against my tight hole. With one slight push, the head was inside the entrance to my back door. I felt a slight burn and sucked in my breath. He reached over, grabbed my breast as I braced myself against the doorframe, and pinched my nipples hard as he slowly pushed the length of his cock up my deep back tunnel.
I made a noise that was half way between a grunt and a scream, more animal than human. He pulled almost all the way out and pinched my nipples again as he pushed his way back into the tightness. As he continued to ream my ass, one hand moved down to my clit and began to manipulate it expertly. With all of the sensations over my body I soon found that he was right – each thrust of his hardness into that tight space was beginning to feel good. In fact, I began meeting each thrust, eagerly taking as much as I could.
With his thumb and forefinger roughly pulling and teasing my clit, he unlatched the door. I had almost forgotten about his three friends who were now watching as he slammed his cock up my ass. One of them came over to take a nipple in his mouth and another took the other nipple. The third bent to slide two fingers into my pussy and take over giving my clit attention.
All of a sudden, behind me, the hard cock was gone from my ass. I felt a stinging slap on one cheek and heard him say, “What do you want bitch?”
He slapped the other cheek, as I said, “Fuck me…”
A series of slaps rained against my cheeks as the three men in front of me fucked my pussy with a hand and pinched and sucked at my nipples. By now, I didn’t care what they did, I just wanted to cum.
“Fuck you? You want me to fuck you?” he said as his hand turned my ass red. “How do you want me to fuck you? Where do you want me to fuck you!”
I couldn’t hold back any longer and the orgasm he’d denied me earlier hovered so close. I panted, “Fuck…my…ass!”
The men at my tits sucked the sensitive points hard into their hot mouths and the third guy slammed his fingers into my pussy, sliding his thumb over my clit, as I felt hands on my hips. I gasped as his cock filled my ass and began to pump hard and fast into the tightness again. And then an orgasm hit me so hard I would have fallen over if I hadn’t been impaled on a hard cock and someone’s hand. As I moaned the three men in front of me stood and began to stroke their cocks. Each cock was pointed at my chest as wave after wave pushed over me.
“Yes…yes…yes…” I moaned.
The grunt that came from behind me was loud. I pushed my ass back to take him completely and I felt every twitch of his cock as he came. And then my chest was covered with hot creamy cum, dripping off my nipples, over my belly, and onto the floor.
As his cock gave a last few twitches and slid out of the tightness, each man before me approached me with a damp cloth and wiped the cum from my chest. The kissed me softly on the lips and left the room.
I turned to face my friend, removed the condom from his cock and flushed it down the toilet.
“Thank you,” I said, “I really needed that tonight.”
He smiled and now he slowly and gently kissed my lips.
“Who was it this time?”
I shrugged my shoulder and said, “A new waitress at the bar. Some hootchie.”
He gently caressed the side of my face and ran his hand lightly over my tender ass cheeks. “Well, next time you need to get revenge again, you know where to find me. As usual.”
“Thanks. I don’t know what I’d do without you,” I said.
He zipped his jeans and gave me a wink as he walked out the door.
I hurriedly began to adjust my clothing. The bouncer would remove the “Out of Order” sign in about five minutes.
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