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A night at a club
I can't believe they left me!!! Fucking hethans!!! I have looked everywhere in this damn club and I can't find them. I know this will be the last time I go on vacation with those chicks. Damn... I need to pee. I know once I 'pop the cork' it will never end. But damnit... I have to go.
Where the hell is the bathroom? I think I remember it being over here somewhere... I wish I wasn't so fucking drunk. The walls feel so nice... Is that velvet? Why would they put velvet on the walls? Who cares... I'll just stay here for a minute and enjoy the feeling...
Damnit... I forgot I need to pee!!! There it is... the bathroom!! Why are your pants always hard to open when you really have to go? Now see... If my girls were here with me, it wouldn't be so bad. Who knew peeing could feel so good?
Make sure I get everything, wash my hands... Why does that sink look like a urinal? Why are there men in the ladies bathroom? Is this unisex? Whatever.. let me wash my hands and get out of here.
Just as I turn on the water, I notice this nice 6'2" chocolate brother step up to the urinal, watching me from the corner of his eye. I can see him through the mirror watching my ass as I bend over the sink, leaning on it for support. I guess he must not have thought too much of my being there because the sound of him unzipping his jeans caused me to turn around; all too quickly. I got so fucking dizzy, I thought I would pass out. Once again, the sink came in handy as I leaned against it.
Now that I am facing him, I get the live view of his dick sticking out of his pants. It's soft @ 6 inches. I found myself wanting to be on my knees in front of him. I closed my eyes... wrong... dizzy again. I rushed into the last stall and just sat on the toilet lid trying to clear my head. I can hear him peeing. I peak thru the crack in the door just as he flushes & walks over to the sink to wash his hands with his dick still exposed. He then washes his dick off.
I remember thinking, "How many men wash their dick after peeing?" As he is washing his dick, I can see that he is getting an erection. It is now 8 inches long and it doesn't look like my hand can fit around it. He turns his head in my direction. "OMG Can he see me watching him?" He continues washing.
That would have been the best time to leave but I was stuck. I could feel my pussy getting wet from watching him & the alcohol was not helping.
I am distracted by my thoughts and am surprised to hear footsteps. When I look through the crack again, there are now two beautiful brothers. The first guy must have known the second because they were talking but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Everything sounded like I was in the bottom of a well. The second guy looked like one of the bouncers from the front door. I was dissappointed when the first started heading for the door but he didn't leave. I heard a click that sounded like a lock being engaged but I could be mistaken.
The first guy comes & stands in front of the stall I am in and knocks on the door.
"OCCUPIED!" I yell all too loudly.
I hear him chuckle and say "We know, Miss. Do you know that you're in the men's room?"
"Uhm... I do now."
He laughs again and I feel stupid.
I must not have engaged the lock properly because the door swung open. "You really should be careful & pay attention to the signs. Finding a woman in the men's room is usually cause to throw you out of my club but I am willing to make an exception in your case. "
"His club? OH SHIT!" I know I have that 'I'M SCREWED' look on my face but I can't help it. Not only did my girls leave me but I am about to get in trouble for getting caught in the wrong rest room by the owner.
He says "My name is Keith. I won't do anything if you can answer one question for me."
I'm thinking... Maybe this won't be so bad. "OK. What's the question?"
He says, with a straight face,"I saw you staring @ my dick, I want to know what you think of it."
If it was possible for a dark skinned woman to turn red... that would be me!! "Uhm... I uh... I didn't see anything. I was feeling a bit dizzy and came in here." From my position of sitting on the toilet lid and Keith standing over me, I was at eye level with his zipper. He unzips his pants and says "Perhaps you will have a better view this time." He takes his dick out and it is completely erect now @ 9 inches, veins showing and the head looks so pretty. I love pretty dicks and this one was like an Adonis. I just wanted to kiss it.
He intruded on my thoughts and says "Well?"
"Well what?"
With a smirk, he asks "What do you think? Do you think it's too small?"
I can hear the bouncer laughing as I answered all too quickly "HELL NO!!"
I instantly regretted saying that out loud. He stepped forward & I could feel my coochie dripping @ the thought of his dick going into my mouth. But he just stood there watching my face. I couldn't take my eyes off his dick. I licked my lips in anticipation. He must have taken that as an invitation because he stepped further into the stall & runs the head of his dick across my lips.
Instinctively, I opened my mouth but he continues to rub my lips like lip gloss. He reaches into the front of my blouse and caresses my breasts. I offer no objections. My nipples are like pebbles; rock hard. He pushed the front of my blouse open and lifts my left breast out of my bra while pushing me to lean back against the tank.
He starts rubbing my nipple with his dick and I start to feel dizzy again. The room starts spinning and I feel like I'm on a bad roller coaster ride. I tried to keep my eyes open but I couldn't.
When I opened my eyes again, I was not in the bathroom. I could hear music playing and it sounded like it was coming from the floor beneath me. I was laying on a sofa, in an office... NAKED.
TO BE CONTINUED...
2 comments

podReport

2009-04-03 09:51:30
I agree; bad writing practices intrude on the flow. I stopped reading, which means you failed to communicate.

Anonymous readerReport

2009-03-31 23:38:12
Use words, not symbols or shortcuts, e.g. at instead of @. You are not texting or using chat or IM here, proper grammar is important if you want people to read your work. Pick up a newspaper or a book to see how to write.

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