She runs into him

By now, I was going every Friday and Saturday night, even though most Friday’s were pretty slow. This particular Friday however was packed, because it landed on a holiday, so the owner I’d come to know at this point, was using it to increase business for the night by making it a party. The lounge area was full of life, every corner lit with laughter, and bodies pressed close together. I no longer had to work to make myself a part of the crowd, it was my natural state. And whatever outfit I chose at this point, only served the sole purpose of getting the attention of others. I’d gotten used to the stares, and I sought out the advances. It felt like my place.

Then came the day I froze mid-step, with my drink halfway to my lips. My longest friend’s dad was standing across the lounge area, talking to a group of people. A man I’d known my entire life, having countless barbecues in his backyard, getting rides to soccer practice, and hearing his laugh booming through their kitchen. I’d never given him a second thought in any capacity, except maybe to roll my eyes at his dad jokes.

My chest went cold. For one dizzy moment, I thought about bolting out the door and disappearing before he saw me. But this place had become my place now, and I wasn’t ready to give it up. I chose to keep my distance, careful to stay on the opposite side of the lounge, half-hidden in the swirl of people. Thankfully he didn’t notice me. I was hoping he’d feel out of place, or lose interest and leave quickly, but the way he greeted people felt like this place wasn’t new to him either.

At one point, I saw him go into the open to all, public area, in the corner of the lounge. It’s nothing more than a big square with a half wall to partition it off, and what felt like futon mattresses lining the area. I told myself to ignore him, and to just mind my own business. But when I heard his voice carrying over the music, it wasn’t so easy.

“We’ve got a squirter!”

The crowd around it erupted in laughter, accompanied by the high-pitched scream of a woman in ecstasy. My face burned at the mental image of him over there. I told myself again that I should just turned away and walk out, but curiosity pulled me to the mass of people.

He was there, at the center of the space, completely naked, driving his cock into a woman who clawed at the sheets, crying out with each thrust. Another woman knelt beside them; her mouth pressed to the first woman’s breasts. There were also several others in their own little piles spaced around the room, but I barely registered them. All of this while the audience stood around watching, cheering.

And my friend’s dad, who’d always seemed like the perfect, upstanding man, was fucking like a god. Every woman he touched lost their minds. Every cry out of them sounded like raw pleasure. I stood their staring with my mouth open when he dismounted the first woman for the next, and I saw the size of him. That alone made my thighs squeeze together.

I staggered back before anyone could see me, trying to keep my wits, but knowing it was a lost cause. My skin rose in goosebumps, and I found the first man who smiled at me, grabbed his hand, and pulled him toward an empty room.

I barely caught what he said, too caught up in the need throbbing between my legs. His mouth was rough on my tits, and his hands were impatient as he shoved my dress up and pushed me against the wall. He was inside me before I could even tell him Fuck yes, and I clung to him, letting him use me hard and fast. It wasn’t tender, but it was exactly what I needed. The sensation of him filling me, and the ragged sounds we made until I was shaking in his arms, having momentarily forgotten about what I’d witnessed, and the sounds I heard.

When I went home that night, I stripped off my dress, sank into bed, and passed out, exhausted in every way. It was probably stupid to stay after he arrived, but when I finally did leave, I just hoped he would continue to be a rarity there. And at first, it seemed like it was.

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