So I like to dabble in writing erotica a little π But I'm no..
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So I like to dabble in writing erotica a little π But I'm not sure how much interest there is in it so I figured I would post this here and see what you think β€ It won't all fit so if you want the rest dm me and I will send the rest π If I reach my goals I will write more. Let me know what you all think! π πππππππ
It's Tuesday, one of my favorite days of the week. Tuesdays are my "group therapy" days! Lol well at least that's what my shrink calls them. Really it's just Sex Addicts Anonymous, or just SAA as the sign outside reads. I'm running a little late today but that's normal for me. I like to skip all the welcoming bullshit and straight to the juicy stuff.
As I walk in I realize I should have been later. Tonight "Roy" is the first one sharing and his stories are always boring. Just blah, blah I'm so ashamed of myself, blah, blah I paid a prostitute to give me a hand job.
Oh well, I guess it's time to explain a few things like how I wasn't always like this, coming to meetings to hear people's secret sexy stories just to fantasize to later.
If I had to pin down when I feel like my life really changed I would have to go back some years to when I was working at a bar in a tiny bum-hick town out in the middle of nowhere.
I had moved there trying to save a dying marriage and didn't know anyone in the area, but once I was there a couple of months I realized this was all a bad idea and needed to find a way out.
I got a job at the local bar, one of the only 5 building in town, and had no idea what I was doing. I had never bartended or grill cooked before but that was the job and I needed it.
Weekdays the owner would sometimes have me close the place up alone since it was never really busy and there were usually just a couple of regulars.
One particular night tho, when I had to close up alone, there was someone new at the bar. I assumed he was just passing through since he looked out of place in a country town. He sat by himself drinking at a table away from the bar. I caught him staring at me a few times throughout the night but that wasn't so uncommon to raise any concern.
The night was slow and it was time to close up. The couple of regulars left their tab money on the bar wishing me a good night as they headed out the door. As I was cleaning up realized that the stranger was still quietly sitting at his table. I let him know that the bar was closing and that I needed to lock up soon. He told me he was waiting for his friend to pick him up and asked if he could sit while he waited.
I didn't see any harm since it was snowing out and I still had a bit to do before I could lock up and go home. I started cleaning up the rest of the tables, leaving his last. I could feel his eyes following me around the room as I picked up, glancing occasionally over to confirm what I had felt. I started to get a little nervous as I was running out of things to do, but then he stood up from his table and put his money on it as he finished his beer.
I come over to his table and quickly started filling up my tray with his empty glasses, and before I knew it his arm reached from behind me placing his last empty glass right in front of me. But he didn't let go of the glass for a moment, he just stood there behind me, one arm reaching around me. I stood still, waiting for him to let go of the glass and trying not to bump into him.
He let go of the glass but instead of moving away he stood there close behind me and told me he had forgot something. As I picked up his glass and put it in my tray I felt his hands grab ahold of my hips and give them a quick tug back as he said he forgot to leave me a tip.
I froze in place, stunned holding the tray of glasses. I didn't know how to respond, I was both scared and excited feeling him squeezing my hips and pulling against him. I nervously put down the tray saying only Sir before he started shushing me and telling me not to worry that he would be good.
As I let go of the tray he spun me around facing him and grabbed a fistful of my hair so I couldn't back away. His other hand started squeezing my tits before moving down my body and grabbing my ass.
He said he knew I wanted this from how I had looked at him throughout the night and he grinded his bulging groin against me, squeezing my ass tighter.
Still gripping my hair he asked me if I was going to stop him, and in that moment I didn't even think, I was like a deer in headlights but found myself shaking my head no.
He slid his hand from my ass to the front of my pants, rubbing for a moment before undoing them. He then slid his hand down the front of my panties until he reached my clit making me gasp.
He rubbed my clit then slid his fingers between my wet pussy lips. He smiled when he felt how wet I was and pushed his fingers into my tight hole. I moaned as he fingered my tight wet hole. I hadn't gotten laid in so long his fingers felt so big inside me.
He started guiding us over to the pool table, still gripping my hair and fingering me. When we got to the table he pulled his fingers out and put them into my mouth. I could taste so much of my juices on his fingers and sucked them clean.
He then turned me around and bent me over the pool table, pulling down my pants quickly and then opening up his with the same speed. He then pushed his big hard cock up against my slit rubbing against the panties before telling me to pull them down.
I reached back and pulled them down as far as I could before feeling him push the head of his rock hard cock inside of my tight wet pussy. I gasped and moaned as he slid the rest of his throbbing cock in. I braced myself on the pool table as he kept sliding himself in and out if me, dragging all of my juices out slowly.
He told me how I was so tight I must have needed this bad as he started fucking me quicker and deeper. I started moaning louder as I felt him throb as he fucked me.
In the middle of him pounding me over the pool table I seen headlights pull up in front of the bar, and it sent a little panic into me. The front of the bar was all glass and whoever pulled up had pulled up to quite the show because the guy didn't miss a beat. He just kept pounding away at almost the same rhythm as my heart was racing.
He finally acknowledged the car out front but only by stating that his friend was finally here, and kept fucking me but even harder still now. He reached his hand up and made a waving gesture calling his friend in. I quickly looked away towards the wall, embarrassed and nervous as I felt myself climax out of nowhere. My tight pussy clenched down as I got off, milking his hard cock tighter as I heard the door open and close.
He slowed his thrusting and let out a groan as I felt his big hard cock start to explode inside me. I could feel his hot juices and mine trying to escape my tightly packed hole as I moaned in ecstacy.
As he pulled himself out of me I could feel a rush of our fluids run down my thighs and soak my panties. He then walked to the table beside me and grabbed my hair again harshly and gave me a kiss in my forhead before again letting go.
I felt drained from getting off so hard and slumped against the pool table. In those moments I had completely forgotten that there was someone else there until he had piped up and told the stranger that it looks like he had gotten me good and primed for him.
My eyes flashed open and my heart started pounding out of my chest. I felt a little wobbly as I started standing up and pushing myself up from the table.
As I got to my feet the other man had already made it over to me. He put out his hands like he was offering to help me stand and I took one to stable myself as I reached for my panties with the other but before I could get ahold of them he had gently reached his other hand around my head and pulled my face to his before kissing me deeply. He kissed me deeply like he knew me and we had done this before and I got lost in it, leaning back against the pool table.
He pushed himself closer to me as we kissed, making me lean backwards over the table. I felt his hand let go of mine and grab ahold of my thighs, pulling them up and making me lay back on the pool table. He made a commented to his friend that he can show him how to really treat a lady and the stranger only replied with a chuckle before lighting a cigarette and sitting down at the bar.
I felt dazed and wondering if this was all really happening to me and I was just letting it happen. I didn't think long on that before I seen he had pulled his huge hard cock out of his pants. The size of it alone made my heart pound with fear and excitement.
He then pulled off my pants and soaked panties and lifted my feet to the edge of the table. He reached his arms around my legs and he grabbed under my ass pulling it to the edge between my feet.
He stared at my face as he started to push his massive hard cock inside my tight, wet, cum filled pussy. I gasped and squirmed feeling it stretch my tight little hole. I started breathing heavily as I pushed past the pain to enjoy the pleasure as he pushed himself in all the way. I could feel my asshole getting soaked with all the fluids being pushed out to make room for his massive cock.
He then gripped under my ass tighter as he started pounding himself in and out, my poor little pussy feeling like it was on the edge of ripping with every thrust, but God it still felt so good. My eyes rolled back as I felt him thrust deep and hard over and over, testing the boundaries to my pleasure over pain limits but not fully crossing them.
It felt like he was going to break my insides but it felt so good I couldn't help but get louder and louder as I started to climax again. My back arched and my body clenched as I tried to hold my breath, trying not to scream as I got off so hard, but to no avail.
