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  I moan and lean forwards, my entire body shivering as I hunch my clit into his palm and drive his finger even deeper into my copious wetness.

  “God, you’re such a slutty little girl!” comments the first man with a sly grin. “You’re like fuckin’ dying to get off, aren’t you?” I can feel his penetrating finger rubbing the fine ridges that line the interior of my canal, pressing right into my g-spot and causing my aching need for release to intensify tenfold. Although I’m doubtful that he’s truly aware of what he’s doing in there, this kind of thing always makes my juices flow!

  With a low moan, I place my hands on the biker’s stubble-covered cheeks and give him a quick peck on the lips. “Of course I’m fuckin’ horny, cowboy... so don’t take too long to figure out what your cock’s supposed to be doing, ’cuz even bikers might need to piss!”

  The finger withdraws with a barely audible slurp and the brown-haired man hurriedly finishes taking off my panties, leaving me wearing nothing more than the narrow band of my blue dress scrunched around my midsection.

  He promptly lifts my right foot up onto the countertop, causing my sodden womanhood to gape open lewdly as he angles my pelvis towards his crotch. With one hand on my ass and the other around his rock-hard cock, the man carefully aligns himself between my legs and rubs the saliva-coated head of his sex up and down between my inner labia. I’m not entirely sure which of us is making the other wetter!

  The second, black-haired man speaks up from the side. “Hey, just to be clear... you guys aren’t gonna use a...”

  The brown-haired man glares at his friend and immediately jams his glans directly into my clitoris, generating an intense burst of tingling pleasure that makes me cry out and shiver with desire.

  “Ah, okay... fuck it then!”

  With that, the first man shoves his cock down to the expectant mouth of my pussy, and lunges forward.

  I gasp aloud and feel my knees grow weak as the thick rod of his sex spears into the sweltering heat of my inner sanctum, stretching and filling me in a single stroke. He immediately reverses direction and withdraws from the tight grip of my sheath, but before slipping out completely shoves forwards again with even greater ferocity, slamming his groin against mine and whacking the bottom of my raised leg – which almost knocks me off balance.

  I wrap my arms around the man’s neck for support as he begins taking sort but rapid thrusts, the angle of our copulation causing his pubic bone to stimulate the buzzing pearl of my clitoris every time he drives home. The warm glow of sexual pleasure in my core intensifies and begins spreading outwards, and it soon feels like my entire body is vibrating in anticipation of reaching blissful sexual relief.

  God, I so need this!

  A few minutes later, the man stops thrusting. Without uncoupling our bodies, he swoops me off the floor and sets my bare ass on the cold plastic countertop, where I lean back against the cracked mirror and spread my thighs wide, lifting my knees all the way up to my chest. The brown-haired man pulls my ass a bit towards him, then hooks his thumbs behind my knees and resumes sawing in and out of my pussy.

  This new position allows for even better depth of penetration – and to my complete surprise, I can actually see my abdomen moving up and down dramatically as his cock thrusts in and out. The weight of the brown-haired man’s driving body is slowly forcing my legs to flatten against my sides, while his swinging ball sack keeps whacking deliciously into the sensitive knot of my asshole.

  I close my eyes and groan in ecstasy, tossing my head back and forth against the mirror. My juices are really flowing now, and the once soft thwacking sound of our dry skin contacting has shifted to the distinctive lewd slurping of soaking wet genitals rapidly merging together. The man’s frantic lunges are violently shaking my entire body – my breasts rolling in undulating waves on my chest and my bare feet flopping loosely in the air. The flesh of my vulva is burning hot from the relentless friction, and the urgent ache of tingling pleasure is beginning to engulf my thighs and as far up as my chest.

  “Oh god, yes!” I moan between wheezing, ragged breaths; my hands braced against the slippery countertop for support. “That’s it you bastard... fuck me harder! Oh fuck, yes, yes – I’m almost there!”

  “Fuck, baby... your cunt’s so tight... so hot, an’ wet... I’m gonna fuckin’ nut it!”

  It takes my preoccupied brain a few seconds to process his slang. “Uh, please... mmm, please... don’t finish in me,” I whisper – my standard direction to every intimate partner I’ve had since being tricked into losing my virginity in the sixth grade.

  The man’s formerly smooth and measured strokes turn rough and erratic, and I can feel the muscles in his body straining with pent-up tension – and I know he’s right on the edge of release.

  “Oh god, fuck what?” he groans, just as his hips plunge forwards and his crotch holds tight against mine.

  My eyelids flutter open in alarm. “Hey – I said don’t come in me!”

  The brown-haired man grunts loudly and I feel the length of his manhood pulse and swell larger... but then at the very last moment, what I said finally registers in his brain and his groin jerks backwards.

  No sooner does the bulbous pink head of his cock clear the threshold of my canal, than a huge spurt of thick white cum shoots out and splatters me square inside my gaping cleft – the boiling hot fluid thoroughly coating my labia and streaming down the crack of my ass.

  With his face all red and sweaty, the man grabs his slick penis and squashes it hard against the top of my mons, groaning loudly with pleasure as he ejaculates rope after sticky rope of bright white semen all over my pubic hair and abdomen, with a few of the more powerful jets reaching far enough to stain the blue fabric of my dress.

  When the last of his cum dribbles out, the man cleans the gooey mess off his cock by wiping it through my bush, and then takes a few unsteady steps back from the counter.

  Looking down at my obscenely cum-streaked body, a huge smile spreads across his face. “Goddamn it babe... that was fuckin’ great!”

  Trailing my fingertips through the gooey splatters on my skin, I clench my jaw and frown unhappily. He didn’t last nearly long enough to make me come, and that was the whole point of this little endeavor. But, honestly... what did I expect from a random hookup? Finesse? Stamina? Obviously, that was too much to ask.

  At least I have a backup plan!

  Chapter Three

  As the first man yanks up his underwear, he turns to his friend who’s still lurking in a dark corner of the restroom. “Hey, you gonna have a go at this strange?” he asks, jerking his thumb towards me as if I’m some piece of meat. “Got a wicked tight cunt... though that might be a bit looser now!”

  I snort. He was okay... but certainly nothing to write home about!

  The black-haired man steps from the shadows, shirt pushed high, and sudden excitement flows through my veins. Turns out, he’s fit like a freaking bodybuilder – with a broad chest, bulging pecs, and a rock-hard six-pack. His pants are already slumped around his ankles, and his fist is sliding furiously over an exceptionally large and curiously pale white cock – but of even greater interest to me, is that not only has every strand of hair been shaved clean from his heavily tattooed body... but he’s also uncircumcised!

  “Geez, man! I didn’t know you weren’t cut!” exclaims the first man in genuine surprise. “How did I not know that?”

  The second man snorts. “Like that’s something I’d fuckin’ share with you!”

  Without speaking a single word to me or even bothering to meet my gaze, the second man approaches the counter and positions himself between my spread legs.

  I watch in fascination as he dramatically peels back the long, rumpled hood of his foreskin, exposing the shiny, dark pink surface of his visibly wet glans. Bending the thick, veiny shaft of his cock downwards, he rubs the head up and down between the delicate lips of my inner labia, lubricating himself thoroughly with the frothy white cream generated by the fr
iction of my previous partner. Then, he nudges the pointed tip into the swollen mouth of my impatient pussy, and looks up at me.

  There’s something eerie about his expression that has my heart beating faster.

  Moving his hands to the insides of my thighs, he pushes on them until my knees are literally touching the countertop beside my chest, and my poor joints are absolutely screaming in agony. I didn’t even know I could do that! Then, he leans forwards and, using nothing more than the weight of his body, slowly forces his thick phallus to sink into the agonizingly tight glove of my womanhood; pushing and stretching and filling me inch by glorious inch... until our pubic bones come together with a solid bump.

  Whoa – he knows how to make an entrance!

  The first man chuckles and steps closer to watch the action. “Goddamn, that’s some hot shit right there. Did you see the way her pussy caved in around you? Fuckin’ sick! Now, ain’t this a hell of a lot better than messin’ around with those useless teases?”

  The second man responds with an affirmative growl as he settles into a steady thrusting rhythm. He’s soon driving deeper and more vigorously than the first man, but unlike the first, is practically laying on top of my body – to the point that I can feel the sticky streaks of his friend’s cum gradually spreading on our skin... a particularly nasty notion that sends a shiver of lustful pleasure shooting like lightning bolts down my spine.

  And then, completely out of the blue, he stops. Pulling out, the man climbs off my body and stands in front of the counter, studying me with a scowl as his now blatantly wet manhood pulses up and down. His light blue eyes seem to pierce into my very soul – and hint at a deep, primal dominance that’s honestly a little bit frightening. He seems a completely different person after watching his friend and I fuck!

  “Turn over and show me your ass,” he commands in a low, gravelly voice.

  I obediently scramble off the countertop and turn around, bending over the sink and presenting him with my naked bum.

  Immediately, he gives my buttocks a series of sharp whacks with the open palm of his hand.

  “Fuck yeah!” shouts the first man gleefully. “Spank that juicy ass! Show that fuckin’ slut who’s boss!”

  “Oh, I plan on it,” he sneers as he slaps me hard another half dozen times, until both cheeks are searing hot and stinging with pain.

  Eventually placing both hands on the narrow part of my waist, the black-haired man glides them slowly along the curves of my hips and around the swells of my buttocks, his fingers delving between my cheeks and tugging them apart. One finger presses against the crinkled depression of my anus as though testing its tightness, and then moves a little lower to probe along my feminine cleft.

  Suddenly, I feel multiple fingers penetrate my pussy – thick, rough, calloused, working fingers that scrape my inflamed flesh and stretch me open so far, it honestly hurts. I whimper demurely and wiggle my ass, hoping to encourage the man to use a more delicate instrument of penetration.

  At that exact moment, there’s a loud bang on the locked restroom door that startles us all. I feel his rough fingers promptly withdraw.

  The door rattles, and then a muffled male voice comes from the other side. “Hey... hello? What the fuck’s going on in there?” The voice sounds youthful, like a teenager. In this place?

  The first man, now fully dressed, rolls his eyes and responds quickly. “Just cleaning!” he yells. “Come back in a few minutes!”

  There’s a pause, and the door rattles again. “Cleaning? This place? Seriously?” There’s a pause. “Fine... but hurry it up, or I’m just gonna piss in the hall and you won’t want that!”

  The two men look at each other, the first man bursting out in laughter. Shrugging his shoulders, he says, “Hey, you heard the kid... better hurry it up!”

  With my eyes focused on the door, I’m caught entirely unprepared when the uncircumcised man abruptly plows his thick cock inside me with no warning and decidedly unnecessary force – the momentum shoving my entire body forwards on the counter and causing me to whack my head hard enough on the mirror that I see stars.

  I let out a loud screech and brace my elbows against the backsplash as the grunting man repeatedly and brutally plunges the full length of his cock into my smoldering sex, pounding his groin against my ass like a dog feverishly rutting with a bitch. His rough hands grope all over my soft body and reach under my chest, cupping my small breasts and squeezing them so painfully, I’m sure they’ll be covered in purple and yellow bruises come morning.

  Within a half minute, the violent and almost robotically steady thrusting of his tool is causing the fierce tingle of sexual pleasure in my core to build and multiply towards full-on orgasmic ecstasy – and I close my eyes to concentrate on developing those exquisite feelings... while ignoring the underlying twinges of pain.

  The man’s hands fall away from my sore breasts and slide around to my back, moving higher, edging towards my shoulders. At first, I think nothing of it... but then his fingers lightly encircle my neck.

  “You ready to come, you little whore?” he asks in a low snarl. His hands are squeezing tighter. Why would he do that?

  I try to respond, but only a gurgling sound manages to pass my lips. The fingers locked around my neck are cutting into my windpipe, and I’m finding it difficult to breathe.

  I really wish he’d stop that!

  The relentless sexual friction pushes me to the very brink of climax, and I dearly want to scream out and announce to the world that I’m about to come – but in that moment, I realize that I’m no longer able to breathe at all. I keep expecting the man to release his grip so I can take a breath, but instead his fingers squeeze even tighter around my throat, with his index fingers pressing purposefully into my carotid arteries.

  All of a sudden, I feel woozy and light-headed – and my eyelids pop open in alarm.

  The first thing I see is my own face reflected in the murky restroom mirror. There’s a new spider web of cracks from where my skull impacted earlier. My normally pale skin is an almost cherry red color, and glistening with beads of sweat. My long, wavy brown hair is all tangled into knots. I can’t see the face of the man joined intimately with me, but I can clearly see his thick fingers wrapped around my slender neck, and how his knuckles are turning a ghostly white from the intense pressure he’s applying.

  Just what does he think he’s doing?

  My lungs are now starving for oxygen, but even though my chest and abdomen are convulsing violently as my body struggles to suck in fresh air, the black-haired man won’t allow me even a single breath. Time feels like it’s slowing down as floating white stars twinkle in my vision, while the muffled booming sounds of the bar’s loud rock music have all but vanished from my ears.

  “Fucking come, you little bitch!”

  Even though a large part of me is terrified by the danger and complete lack of control, another part is noticing that – at least physically – my body is somehow continuing to build towards climax... and it feels like it’s going to be one of the strongest ones of my life.

  “Let’s feel that cunt twitch!”

  No longer can I feel the weight of the man sadistically slamming his naked body into mine, nor the deep penetration of his rigid organ ramming the back wall of my vagina. My vision is beginning to close in on the sides with blackness, but my only awareness, my only concern, is the fiery knot of sexual energy centered in my groin – and the promise that it will soon consume me in a mind-blowing explosion of heavenly pleasure.

  Nothing else matters but the pleasure!

  And then, just when it feels like I’m about to succumb to the encroaching blackness and pass out, something inside my brain realizes that it’s now or never – it’s time to come!

  All at once, a massive eruption of sheer physical ecstasy engulfs my inner being in a burning, blinding heat that excites each and every nerve ending in my body, causing my back to arch, my toes to curl, and my pelvic muscles to begin a fervent cycle of
clench and release over and over again.

  I can’t move, can’t make a sound, and nearly do pass out simply from the indescribable force of my first-ever oxygen-deprived orgasm. And so, when I do finally come down from the almost narcotic-like high, I’m not entirely sure how much time has passed... or when my sadistic partner finally decided to release his stranglehold from my windpipe. Amazingly, our sexes are still coupled tightly together. In fact, if they hadn’t been, I’d probably have collapsed on the floor by now!

  Soon, a warm and soothing sense of all-encompassing satisfaction envelops my consciousness, and makes it feel like my entire body is vibrating with orgasmic happiness.

  Scary or not... that was pretty damn good!

  The black-haired man lets out a deep sigh, and slaps me on the side. He backs away, and I hear a lewd slurping sound followed by the depressing sensation of emptiness as his thick cock withdraws – which is precisely when I feel an unusual amount of hot wetness flowing between my legs.