Inside

Jeff grunted and started to fuck her harder. "Fat chance you dumb slut. Every drop of my cum is going deep inside this pussy of yours."

He reached up with one hand and began to roughly twist the bar in her left nipple. She cried out and involuntarily clenched around him. "Your pussy is getting so tight around me," Jeff declared. "You may not want this cum, but this hungry little cunt of yours does."

She could only moan in response as his cock plowed in and out of her and he tugged on the nipple bar.

"That is so fucking hot. I think you like this," he said breathlessly. "I'm going to have to come by and do this more often."

"Oh fuck," she moaned out. Jeff only chuckled at this.

Over the next few seconds, she felt his cock getting harder and his thrust becoming more deliberate.

"Oh shit," Jeff cried out, "I'm about to cum!"

"Please don't," she replied weekly before turning her head away.

"Oh no you don't," Jeff growled before grabbing her chin and roughly yanking her head towards him. "Fucking look at me when I cum inside you!"

As soon as she made eye contact with him, he moaned loudly. He thrust into her as deep as he could go, and she began to feel his cock twitch inside of her.

"Oh fuck," he cried, "Take my cum baby. Take every last drop." He then began to slide his cock in and out of her with long deliberate strokes, each thrust delivering a shot of cum inside of her.

She felt the splashes of warmth spreading inside of her and her pussy tightened again as the sensation triggered a mini orgasm within her.

This went on for several seconds before, with a final thrust and a loud cry, Jeff buried himself as deep as he could go and pumped his last couple shots of cum in her while her cunt muscles continued to flex around him and then finally relaxed.

They stayed like this for a few moments, both of them breathing hard. Jeff wore a look of smug satisfaction while she could only muster one of resigned exhaustion.

Then, without preamble, Jeff suddenly pulled out of her with a loud sigh. She sighed as she immediately felt cum begin to dribble out of her pussy.

"Holy shit," Jeff said, before pulling his pants back up. "That was incredible!" She didn't have time to respond before he began walking toward the bars exit.

"Hey," he shouted, "I would love to stay and help you finish closing up, but I got somewhere to be. That was really amazing. We got to do it again soon." And without another word, he stepped out of the bar.

Melody was speechless. In the several moments of silence that followed, she simply laid where Jeff had left her on the table, her shirt pulled up to exposed her pierced nipples, her skirt pulled up to her waist, and cum continuing to leak out of her.

After what felt like forever, she finally calmed her thoughts enough to quietly say "What the fuck?" A few more seconds passed before she yelled into the empty bar "What the fuck!"

With a grunt that was a mix of frustration over the events of the last few minutes and over the ache in her back from being laid on a hard flat table, she sat up. She stared off at nothing for another minute before saying to herself, "Of course he just fucking left." She then reached down and scooped a small glob of cum off of her inner thigh. She looked at it and exclaimed, "Oh, and this is just fucking great." She let out a loud sigh of frustration that was more akin to a scream before she grabbed some thin bar napkins off one of the tables and attempted to clean herself up. When she felt she had done her best with what she had available, she began to look around for her underwear. She spotted them draped over an empty beer bottle on another nearby table.

'Now I definitely have to take a shower when I get home,' she thought as she slid off the table. Her legs wobbled for a moment, and she let out a gasp as a final jolt of pleasure shot up through her belly.

'Fuck you Jeff' she thought. She grabbed her underwear and slipped them back on before pulling her shirt, bra, and skirt back into place.

As she straightened out her clothes and made a meager attempt to fuss with her hair, she took another look around the bar and let out another loud sigh. "Oh god, I'm still not even done closing up this fucking bar!"

With a few more choice grunts and grumbles, she roughly grabbed the plastic bucket that Jeff had been using for trash and walked over to the nearest table.

'At least this night is nearly over,' she thought to herself before cursing inwardly as she heard something move behind her. She turned around and leveled a frustrated look toward the bar. She had completely forgotten about the bar's final patron. The man at the end of the bar who until moments ago had been passed out. He was now stirring himself awake and stumbled off the bar stool. Seeing her, he flashed a stupid grin and said in slurred speech, "Oh hey, are you guys closed? Can I get one more drink?"

"The end to a perfect night," Melody thought.