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The crowd was three deep at the bar and those waiting were hot, sweaty
and impatient. Heels stuck to the floor and there was barely room to
breathe. In the background, the heavy bass shook and reverberated around
the club, making it hard to hear anything. Pinned in the crowd, trying to
get a drink, Tanya clutched her bag and kept trying to guess who would
move first in front of her and where the space she could dive into would
emerge.
All she wanted was a vodka and tonic which she could slide outside with
to have a cigarette and top up the fluid levels that had dropped
following 30 minutes of uncontrolled, uninhibited, uncoordinated,
unappealing dancing. She smiled, thinking of the shapes she had thrown,
knowing full well that nobody else was laughing.
Then, there it was. With her arms wedged tight against her side in the
scrum at the bar, she felt a hand slowly, silently and surely, slide up
her skirt and begin earnestly rubbing against the satin of her slip.
Instinctively, or at least without thinking, she pushed her bottom back
against the hand. Never one to pass up a grope, Tanya, smiled as she bent
forward as much as the crowd around her would allow so that her visitor
had plenty to play with.
Through the slippery, shiny, slightly damp material of the flimsy, lacy
black garment that lay between her short leather skirt and her pink
thong, she could feel the hand moving slowly and in a circular pattern,
massaging her rear and exciting the hell out of her. She tried to turn
her head to see who as enjoying her company but the crowd was not to be
moved. Her unknown groper was free and undetected to carry on as he
wished.
His finger became a pointer and probed through the slip until it began a
slow and certain burrowing into her anus. If she was hot before, Tanya
was now close to meltdown as sharp sensations of pain and pleasure
coursed through her. To hell with the vodka, here's hoping the bar staff
do not serve anybody up this end of the bar, she thought.
As his index finger continued to try to force as much lace as possible up
inside Tanya, the other fingers, on what she assumed, without really
knowing, was his right hand, started to glide further down, searching out
whatever they could find.
Tanya smiled again. Moment of truth, she thought. If he thinks he is
going to find another warm moist hole then this very pleasant interlude
might soon be over and she would settle for getting that drink. If on the
other hand, finding a sac and a semi hard cock was his bag, this could
be about to get very interesting.
The index finger was not coming out so the other fingers were engaged in
a slightly comical scrabbling around, trying to find some entertainment.
Then, they did. A pause, Tanya holding her breath, as fingers alighted on
her balls. Here we go, thought Tanya, a rapid withdrawal, a muttering
under breath and that would be the last she saw of him, although she had
not yet seen him at all. But no, the hand lingered and then it caressed
and then it slid up around her cock, which though small was now very
hard. Well, well, well, she thought, maybe somebody else is going to buy
this vodka for me.
The hand was pulled back and she felt a sudden draught as her skirt
swayed a little in the crowd. Nice while it lasted she thought, but far
too short to be sweet. The crowd was still not moving and try as she
might she could not turn her neck enough to see who her companion had
been.
Ah well, there is always alcohol, she though, though in truth, she did
not seem to be any closer to being served than the twenty minutes ago
this fruitless exercise had begun. Now, to add to the misery, people
behind were starting to push and jostle and that was a pointless
exercise. Wrong, girl...very wrong!
The hand was back. Or at least she assumed it was the same hand. Firmer
this time and moving up under her slip, seemingly knowing its way around
now, after a first exploratory visit. As it moved upwards, it eased her
thong out of the crack and slid in over one of her buttocks instead. Then
it left again. Damn, she thought, I have to see who this is, and
breathing deeply she pushed up off her heels and half turned her torso to
the left.
He was fat and bald. He was unshaven and hairs sprouted out of the vee of
his tee shirt. He looked Tanya in the eye briefly, smiled and placing his
left hand on the back of her head, twisted it round so she was back
staring at the sweaty back of the guy in front.
Back came the hand, up under her skirt and her slip and into the now
exposed space where her thong had been. Shit! Cold! Wet! He had an ice
cube in his fingers and pushed it into her hole. She could feel the cold
trickle down her leg as the ice slowly started to melt. Her anus was cold
and wet and he was rubbing the cube slowly up and down, until she was
saturated.
The hand disappeared yet again and left a very wet Tanya behind it. The
queue was slowly thinning and she was now only one person away from the
bar. Up went her skirt again and the hand was back with that index finger
probing towards her hole. She smiled. This really was fun and all she had
tried to do was get a drink!
Suddenly, she went rigid. That was no finger. Not unless he had suddenly
put on a lot of weight and lost his finger nails. She could not believe
it. He was going to try to fuck her in the queue for the bar. The ice
cube was an ingenious way of lubricating her and the crowd meant that
nobody could see anything below waist level. Fabulous! she thought and
again pushed back against his rod. He forced into her as well as he could
given the problems of leverage and for a split second Tanya wondered if
he had a condom on and then realised that she could not care less. The
fact that she could not see him but knew he was ugly. The fact that she
was restrained but not prevented from shouting. The fact that she was
being fucked in a crowd of maybe 500 was just too sexy and hot to be
anything other than delicious.
Come on, big boy, fuck me, she thought. Just as the crowd in front of her
shifted and she was at the bar looking straight at a shaven headed bar
man who smiled and said..."Yes, Darling. What can I get you?"
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