Memories of Glastonbury 2009
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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 dance floor, as there was no shortage of available men to dance with. Many of the men came back for seconds and thirds, but the women 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 she thought that should wear off some of the alcohol. The floor was always very crowded, which 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, she thought, 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 she 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. The man even 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 the jerk 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, which was right next door. Not resisting too hard at first, Doris 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 abruptly 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 countertop, which contained a couple of sinks. 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.
The attacker forced her to bend over at the sinks, using enough force that she protested the harsh treatment. Then she used the sternest voice she could muster. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She began to struggle harder but was not able to get free, as she was in such an awkward position. Her hands were spread about a foot apart on the counter to prevent herself from falling over when she was pushed hard towards the sinks.
Looking up, Doris saw that there was a mirror directly in front of her and she gazed into it with a worried look. Right behind her and forcing her to bend over the countertop was the jerk who had molested her on the dance floor. With a start, she yelled at the man. "Stop this at once or I'll scream my bloody head off!"
Smiling with an evil grin, the man simply gave her blouse a quick jerk to show his superior power and then he reached down. He grabbed the lower hem of her skirt and flipped it up to her waist in one easy motion. Doris stared into the mirror wide-eyed, as she watched in horror when her bare flesh was brazenly exposed. The man let go of her skirt and undid his jeans, pulling out his long, hard cock. Doris almost fainted when he jerked it up and down vigorously and her eyes never left the overpowering weapon.
'Oh no, ' she thought when it became obvious what his intentions were. Then he moved closer to Doris and began slapping her exposed ass with the top portion of his overgrown cock. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the compact room and she actually welcomed the punishment he rained on her now reddening ass-cheeks. Doris was so shocked by what he was doing that she remained absolutely motionless, as if waiting for his next punishment.
A shudder of despair shot through her body and she found her voice. "Please don't, please," she begged the man to stop and leave her alone. His only response was to let go of his ramrod and grab the elastic edge of her shear, thong panties. Doris twisted and turned in an attempt to get away, but he held her steady between his body and the counter. The man roughly pulled the elastic from around her leg and twisted it to the side, which allowed the cool air to wash over the sensitive flesh between her thighs. A violent shudder went through her body when she realized she was exposed to this creature and he might fuck her right there in a dirty washroom.
Doris sobbed and cried, as she looked behind. She noticed the man aiming his meat at her exposed backside and she jerked forward in an attempt to escape the assault. Her upper thighs pushed against the countertop, which prevented any movement or getaway. 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 the man never heard a word she uttered. His only response caused more uncertainty in the pit of her stomach. "You teased me all night with that sexy body of yours ... waved that sexy ass at me and 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, gawd no, ' she thought, 'why am I so wet?' Doris reasoned it was likely due to all the dancing and exercise she had been doing throughout the evening.
"I'm going to fuck you ... pretty lady," he said to Doris and embedded his monster with a sudden shove. All at once, she was astonished when 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. Doris resisted with all her might, but she told herself that the man was just too strong for her to get free.
He began pumping in and out at a furious pace and the long, deliberate 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 the strangest feeling formed deep within her loins and she shuddered from the fear of what it meant. Doris questioned how she could feel anything close to arousal with this jerk fucking her in a public washroom? A second and then a third electric spasm shot through her tender body, which filled her with great disbelief.
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. Doris would never forget her next recollection. She glanced into the mirror and noticed that the man had both hands on the cheeks of her exposed ass, as there was no need to restrain her upper body. Doris realized that it was possible to jump up and run, yet she was unwilling to move.
The power of the stranger pounding his cock into her, forced Doris to shut her eyes tightly in an attempt to hide the mirror images of her rising shame. She continued the viselike grip on the counter to prevent being driven forward into the glass, which would certainly hurt her. The man's rapid fucking quickly took a toll on his stamina and it faded fast.
What Doris heard next caused her heart to stop for a split second. She vigorously renewed her struggle to get free when the washroom door opened and she realized someone was entering the room. Everything happened fast and there didn't seem to be an easy solution for her dilemma. Just as she managed to slide a little to one side, the man grabbed the back of her head. He wrapped his fingers into her long, curly hair and she had to turn her head sideways, as he forced her face into the glass.
Doris listened intently when the man spoke to the person who entered. "She teased the hell out of me all night ... letting me feel her sexy ass and those big tits. Now I'm giving her what she wants ... a big fuckin' dick!"
Doris felt the big shaft swell in anticipation and she knew the man was about to empty his demon load deep inside her pussy. She screamed for him to stop, as it wasn't right. "No, no, please don't," she begged, but he just ignored her and rode the roller coaster of lust. "Help, help," she called out to the new person who had obviously entered yet there was no response.
Small spasms rocketed through her loins and they seemed to be tied directly to her resolve. For some strange reason she was unable to stop her erotic reactions to what the stranger was doing to her. Dejected and ashamed with feelings of guilt, she closed her eyes tightly. The darkness felt good and her body belied her earlier protests and she merely sobbed in defeat, which caused her body to shake out of control.
Suddenly he exploded and shot the burning, hot lava into her deepest reaches. Her tender body shook like crazy when cum washed over the virgin cervix and she accepted his seed. The muscles of her vagina tightened with as much force as her body could muster and she milked the big cock like a slut. Another electric shock shot through her body, as an impending orgasm swelled deep within. Afraid to take the death-defying leap, Doris tried to save her soul. 'No, no, ' she said to herself. 'I just can't do it with this bastard!'
There was a moment of relief when she felt the man's orgasm begin to subside. Doris knew she had come within an eyelash of climaxing, which would have been horrific. She uttered a small sigh for being saved great embarrassment, as she felt the return of a small measure of self-control. She opened her eyes and turned to face the mirror again, as she noticed a new fear. A guy was framed behind the jerk and it was very obvious what his intensions were. His pants were already down to his knees and he had is hard cock in his fist.
The dreadful sight was overwhelming, as Doris realized that she was about to get fucked by another stranger. The first man who was still buried to his balls held her captive and there didn't seem to be anything she could do about it. Her heartbeat went from frenzied to zero when the washroom door opened again and she prayed for an escape. "Help! Help, these men are raping me," she yelled to the rescuer she hoped was entering.
Over and over again Doris repeated her pleas until a new figure appeared in the mirror. All of a sudden she felt like a savior had arrived when Doris stared at her wide-eyes husband, Randy. A wave of relief washed over her and she assumed she was measly moments away from being saved from the two devils. There wasn't a sound in the small room and everyone stood deathly quiet, waiting for someone to say something.
"What the hell are you doing to my wife," Randy yelled at the two strangers and suddenly moved in to grab the jerk who was just pulling his long cock out of his wife's cunt.
Without warning, two more men entered the washroom and surrounded Randy, as each grabbed an arm to hold him steadfast. "Just hold still and you won't get hurt," was all that one of them said. They were young and very muscular and found it easy to hold Randy captive. The two men easily moved their prisoner away from the counter and Doris instantly realized Randy would be prevented from helping her escape.
Randy watched in utter dismay when the other man who was about to fuck his wife renewed his attack. Doris was held in position by the first rapist, which enabled the second man to take his place at her backside. Randy stared into his wife's awestruck eyes, as she seemed to focus on the mirror images that were inches from her face.
Doris stared at the reflection and noticed the image of the man's cock disappear from the mirror, hidden by her own naked ass. Her breath caught, as she felt his immediate thrust, and his cock was rammed to the hilt. The man remained embedded for seconds, enjoying the immense heat and joy of being buried in Doris' cunt. It had been awhile since he had fucked anyone and he was going to enjoy the moment very, very much.
"Here, let me feel that wet cunt of yours," he said with a smile. Then the man reached around her flared hips and searched for the soaked, silky material still covering the upper portion of her precious pussy lips. He deliberately pinched the shear thong between his fingers and shifted it off to the side, which enabled him to expose her soul. His skilled fingers slipped into the wetness and closed over the protruding clitoris, as Doris thought she had been shot with a shotgun. Her hips thrust forward to meet his demanding fingers and the explosion was instantaneous.
There was no place for her hips to go as they slammed into the countertop, driving the man's fingers deeper into her wetness. Guilt and shame filled her faithful mind when she looked at the mirror image to see Randy watching it all happen. His eyes were as big as saucers as he could see the big cock pumping in and out of his lovely wife. Not a sound came from his still lips, as he had never seen such an erotic sight. Randy knew he should be fighting with all his might, but he just couldn't bring himself to miss one brief image of what was happening in front of him.
Doris was filled with utter disbelief when the orgasm quickly consumed her womanly body. As her husband watched, she felt the onslaught of the most violent orgasm of her life rush over her. She was unable to keep her hips still as they thrust madly at the attacker who was enjoying every second of her lust. Nothing like this had ever happened to the man and he was surely going to relish what this bitch was doing to him.
The man took her higher and higher as the gigantic orgasm went on and on, caressing every nerve in her body. Doris locked her eyes on Randy and watched when he stared at what she was doing. His eyes never left her cunt and a man fucking the woman he loved seemed to mesmerize him. The stranger felt the rising passion and knew it would soon totally consume him. Doris' tight, hot cunt robbed his remaining stamina and his orgasm exploded with a fury. Short, powerful thrusts lifted Doris off the floor and the man filled her cunt with his seed, as she matched his strokes with power of her own.
The other men in the room were breathing very heavy, as they witnessed the two sweaty bodies fucking before their very eyes. Loud moans of ecstasy came from Doris' throat when she went to the peak of the most mind-blowing orgasm of her life. Never had she thrust so madly and been so out of control during sex. Her total being surrounded the head of this bastard's cock and she welcomed every inch of the throbbing meat. The guy grunted when he emptied his load, which was so vast that wet, slurping sounds erupted when the cum escaped the seal around his swollen cock. Slowly the creamy cum seeped from Doris' pussy and dropped to the floor, which incensed the other men in the room.
Her eyes never left Randy and as the climax began to subside, Doris tried to send signals to tell her husband that she was sorry. None of it made any difference because Randy was only interested in what she was doing and it was in an aroused way. He had never witnessed the intense passion or lust from his wife and it was having a positive affect on his sexual desire.
Doris was very confused. She could not understand how she could experience such a powerful orgasm under these circumstances. Two strangers had just forcibly fucked her and she had experienced an orgasm with her husband watching it all happen. More shame fueled her mind when she came to realize that she had wanted the big cock inside her. Yes, she wanted to be fucked by these monsters and it didn't matter that her husband was there. It was lust and she was totally aroused beyond any point in her life.
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Sinking into the warm water, she felt herself relax, and the abuses of her body slowly fade away as the water cleansed her. Reaching down, she ran her fingers through her openings, letting the water soothe and clean her all over. Letting her sister scrub and wash the rest of her body, she relaxed, almost falling asleep under her sister’s touch. “Yes, it, sounds fun -- I brought everything you bought me already ... anything ... you know ... that Jax would like ... but we can look, you know...
Another big social event coming up was the Halloween dance. I wasn’t planning on attending, with my social status being so low at the present time. Unfortunately for me, other people had plans for me which I didn’t know about. My best friend had actually done something impressive, he had asked out the girl he liked to be his date for the dance. He told me about it the morning after he did it, for once he was on the bus as he didn’t have practice that morning. He told me he had been scared...
"Oh baby, your cock feels so nice." the blond haired eighteen-year-old girl called out as she rode up and down on the young man's cock." "I can't believe how hard it is." The dark haired teen beneath her smiled as he held onto her creamy breasts, playing with her small, pert nipples. The seventeen-year-old was stripped to his shorts, pulled down to expose his cock and balls. The girl was still wearing a blue bridesmaid's dress, hiked up to allow access to her pussy. The top of the...
Two nights later I was mixing drinks behind the bar on the women's side when the door opened and she came in. It was a slow evening, and there weren't more than a half a dozen women in the bar at that point. She saw me, and came over to sit on a stool at the bar. She asked for a glass of wine, and I placed it in front of her, then leaned on the bar, in case she wanted to talk. She didn't say anything for a moment, so I decided to open the discussion. "Have your friends decided what...
We both really liked to dance, but to dance by ourselves is always the best way to go. They say ‘dance like no one is watching’ and we do dance just like that when we are in each other’s arms. Let me set the picture here. We are wearing next to nothing and have not been able to keep our hands off of each other all bay or even through dinner. I pull out my phone and queue up our favorite play list. The music starts… She grabbed me by the hand and led me to the place we liked to dance. It always...
(This is part of the series of ‘Silverbridge’ stories but can be read on its own.) ********************* Copyright Oggbashan 22 June 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************* I got my revenge on John when the Twinning Committee arranged some...
The Dance (A Spells-R-Us Story) by Hawkyn Bob came out of the Walden Books with a look of exasperation on his Face and 2 books in a bag. "Frack! None of those books on dancing made any sense" he mumbled to his friend Tom as he headed for the Nature of things store. "I'll catch you later Bob." His friend said as he took off the other way. "I gotta see if the Cindy has forgiven me yet." He added. Bob watched Tom walk off and absent-mindedly wondered why Tom hung out with him. ...
As I sat before my computer keys stroking, I recall my few encounters with a hot young white doctor. it was a friday night and being single it gives me the many chances to explore the club scene. being 24 years old, tall, black with a well toned body, derived from spending 6-7 days at the gym, I decided to head down town the beautiful city of montreal. After getting all dressed up, making sure my dreadlocks were perfectly styled, I hit the train, thinking of what the night was going to offer....
GayFrancis waltzed into my room where I was lying on my bed reading a Cussler novel. “Hey, what the hell is a lap dance?” I was focused on the book so I asked “A what?” “A lap dance. Mel asked me last night to give him a lap dance but I don’t know what he was talking about so I said no way. What is it?” My mind started running, first off I was going to have to body slam Mel for asking my 17 year old sister to do something like that, second, my sister was still naive enough not to know, third,...
A couple of weeks passed and the next LGBT Dance was held. This was something of a misnomer since there were few other dances held at Anthony, and everyone was welcome. The LGBT student association put on the dances. Alcohol was sold at the dance, but only upperclassmen could buy it. Freshmen got the upperclassmen to front for them, so everybody who wanted to drink was able to do so. Since the girls had been to the dance before we asked them what to wear. They said it didn’t matter. Nobody with...
BisexualAfter a bus ride that took about four hours, we arrived at the hotel. Our school only had brought about 30 people to the conference, but looking around I saw that there must have been a couple thousand high school kids in the hotel. We checked in and headed up to our rooms. I was staying in a room with Jack and a couple other friends, Chris and Alex. We had a few hours to waste until the conference started, so we mostly just sat there and chilled in the room. I thought back to what Jack had...
Slow DanceOne of my wife’s friends was over after work one Friday night. I jumped up and washed the dishes as they sat at the table and talked. My wife’s friend Kathy, is big and she was complaining to my Holly about being so fat and unattractive. She is big, but she has a very pretty face and huge tits. Attractive BBW in my book. Holly joined in saying how she felt the same. Obviously out of sympathy as she is nowhere near the size of her friend. Holly has the curves of a mature woman. It’s...
gym...dark lights, crepe paper streamers, kids huddled in close, sweet embraces. I was more interested in who was dancing with who than I was in finding a partner of my own. I wasn't really sure why I even went. Habit, I guess. Something to do. It's not like I was in demand or anything. As far as dances go, I'm Mr. Sidelines. I came to the dance alone, like I always did. Occasionally, I'd get my nerve up and ask some girl to dance with me -- usually some shy but acceptable...
I spent all morning trying to call him and I wouldn’t give up until I spoke with him. Relentlessly, I hit the “redial” button on my cell phone until I finally reached him. After 3 full hours of futile attempts, my efforts finally rewarded when I heard the phone ring. “Homicide,” the man answered. “Liu, please reconsider and go to the dance with me,” I begged. “What part of ‘no’ do you not understand? And why the hell are you calling on my desk phone?” He asked angrily. “It’s because I couldn’t...
Lessons Learned: Modern Dance By Shawna Stimple Michael awoke around noon, to the smell of bacon wafting through the house. At first he was startled by the weight of his head, until he remembered his previous days adventures. Rolling out of bed, he noticed a little silk blue robe that matched his nightgown. "When in Rome..." he thought, as he slipped on the skimpy cover. In the kitchen Millie was slaving away, preparing breakfast. She turned towards him, grinning ear to ear, as she...
I spent all morning trying to call him and I wouldn’t give up until I spoke with him. Relentlessly, I hit the “redial” button on my cell phone until I finally reached him. After 3 full hours of futile attempts, my efforts finally rewarded when I heard the phone ring. “Homicide,” the man answered. “Liu, please reconsider and go to the dance with me,” I begged. “What part of ‘no’ do you not understand? And why the hell are you calling on my desk phone?” He asked angrily. “It’s because I couldn’t...
SpankingJack Burdock, 30, is a day security guard at the Spark Mall/Youth Centre. He knows he shouldn't, but on his patrols, he likes to look at the girls who dance at the Youth Centre. Really, it started because they put in the mirrors. And I'll tell you for why. First, the corridor on the third floor was really quiet and empty, even when they put benches on it. Nobody wanted to go there, there weren't no stores or anything. But when they put the of mirrors on the wall, oh-ho, the trouble...
Molly smiled weakly at her friend on the dance floor. Brenda looked so happy, dancing with her boyfriend, that Molly could almost forget her depression. Molly picked up her glass and took another sip of the punch, running her eyes around the gym. The decorations looked cheap and shabby. Molly had no idea what anyone saw in these events. In truth, she had spent most of High School avoiding dances for just this reason. When Kenny had asked her to the prom she had been excited, though. Putting...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: April 26, 2010) Chapter 32 - Can I Have This Dance? I was very nervous standing in the lobby of the ActiveLife Dance and Fitness Center. It was a large facility just outside of Beverly Hills that seemed to be designed specifically...
Ready to Dance? By BoundNightmares Copyright 2009 BoundNightmaresAlso from BoundNightmaresPliableDarknessFor more information about me, please visit my smashwords profile page https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/BoundNightmaresThis is a work of adult fiction. If you are not an adult, this work is not for you. The characters are not real. The scenes and situations may or may not be possible. For your own safety and the safety of others, do not try to duplicate anything you read here. ...
Our end-of-the-year party was better than last year. Lara had found out shortly after we arrived that she didn't much care for Earth alcohol so she agreed to be the designated driver for us. This meant I could enjoy all the margaritas and tequila shooters I wanted and not have to worry about driving. As usual, there was food, karaoke singing, dancing, and stories shared, overall, just a good time had by all. At one point, a handsome young man asked me to dance. I decided one dance wouldn't...