I left work at six-thirty to walk the fifteen minutes it takes me to get to my club. It’s Halloween, so it will be quiet at the gym tonight; typically on 31st of October, it is as quiet as the grave. But this Halloween Night was going to be different, very different; I was to find out!
I’m Sophie, and I’d like to tell you all about the extraordinary events of that ‘All Hallows Night. It was not so much ‘Trick or Treat,’ more like I was ‘Tricked and Badly Mistreated!’ But, I cannot truly say, with hand on heart, that eventually I wasn’t a willing participant in the events of that night!
Families were in the streets, tricking and treating as an autumn evening mist moved in from the North. The children in their costumes along with the rolling mist made me uneasy.
Spooky Halloween music drifted up the hill from the pop-up bar in the square, as I quickened my pace eager to get to the perceived safety of the club.
On arrival, I found the ‘Body Pump Class’ that I was booked into cancelled, due to lack of numbers. So I joined the ‘Body Combat Class’. I’m not keen on Body Combat, but a girl needs to keep fit. Body Combat classes are tough. When the class finished most of the members drifted away to Halloween parties.
Being a ‘Billy no Mates’ at the moment, having become single again, and not wanting to go home to an empty flat, I thought I would finish up in the weights room.
There were only a few club members weight training, with me being the only woman! Three men, two of them were standard gym bunnies, I’ve seen them before but I didn’t know them well. The third was a stranger, good looking in a sort of ‘Vin Diesel’ way, in his late thirties I’d say. For some reason, he piqued my interest!
What I mean is he was ripped and looked a bit hard. Did I say he looked a bit hard? I do tend to underplay things at times. This guy resembled a complete thug; the sort of bloke gangsters would send around to put the frighteners on other gangsters. He didn’t have any scars or visible tattoos, or anything like that, but he looked scary and a little intimidating!
In keeping with the Halloween theme, he was wearing a vest with the ‘The Scary Movie motif’ emblazoned on the front. He was also watching me, I was sure of it. I didn’t see him deliberately looking in my direction, but I could feel his eyes on me.
It didn’t matter where I was in the gym! He was always working on equipment where I was in his line of vision. The guy seemed to be taking me in from head to toe, paying particular interest in my boobs!
I became a little jumpy after a while!
It wasn’t that he was bothering me or doing anything overt, but he always seemed to be there, in my face; giving me the once over!
Taking a glance at the gym bunnies, I wondered if they’d be of any help if I needed it! The answer, I decided, was a resounding no. The tough guy looked as though he could eat them alive!
And then look around for dessert!
And I didn’t want to be that, dessert!
I have a firm belief that if you’re in an uncomfortable situation, it’s best to remove yourself! Finishing off my set on the vertical row machine, I headed to the women’s changing room. A quick shower and I’d be out of there. Peeling off my top almost from the moment I walked into the changing room, I threw it onto the bench next to my locker.
Starting to pull off my sports bra, I felt eyes on me! I turned around, and I got a hell of a shock!
The guy who had been in my face was in the women’s changing room. He had followed me in and was leaning against the door, watching me. I just froze on the spot, petrified, eyes wide, looking at him.
“Don’t stop on my account! Do please carry on, it was just getting interesting,” he said in a matter of fact way!
He had a beautiful voice, surprisingly enough, and quite hypnotic. He looked as though his voice should sound menacing, but he had a pleasant baritone. For some reason, that sweet voice made him seem all the scarier.
“I will scream,” I said weakly, in an unconvincing voice.
Thinking a fat lot of good that would do me, I’d already decided that the gym bunnies would be useless, and I couldn’t see the one last staff member, a female, fairing much better. Still, he probably wouldn’t be that blatant, would he?
I felt hot, little excited and a little flustered all at the same time!
“Really?” he said.
“Why would you scream?”
He went on saying, “I walked in quietly and leant against the door, to present an unthreatening presence. All that I said was don’t stop on my account. I cannot be the first man to think you very attractive. You’re clearly proud of your body and you obviously like showing it off! Otherwise, you would wear something less revealing and less tightfitting to train in!
Let’s face it that gym kit doesn’t leave much to the imagination, does it? You’re a beautiful woman! Long dark blond hair great body and a stunning arse. And fuck those fabulous boobs, E cup, no doubt? Wow, you are gorgeous Why would you think I was a threat?” He said innocently. “I was just hoping to catch a private show!”
“Well, you’re in the women’s changing room! And you’re suggesting that I strip while you watch? You’re inappropriately saying things about my body, and maybe you want more than too just watch?
“More what do you mean? Please, please carry on getting changed, remember its Trick or Treat tonight! Don’t you want to treat me? The nude female body doesn’t embarrass me. I quite like looking at it. And you have a beautiful body; I’d love to see those gorgeous breasts; now that would be a treat! They look E cup to me, am I right?” He asked with a twinkle in his eye.
“You said that before, why the hell would I tell you the size of my bust or take my clothes off with you standing there, looking on?” I asked, feeling outraged!
I also felt that I was losing track of the conversation. I was contemplating flashing my boobs at him to make him go away. No, no that probably would give him a green light. The green light for what I wasn’t sure, part of me was slightly intrigued, but I had no intention of stripping with him standing there!
“Well, is it not a lot easier to have your shower if you’re naked. I imagine you were going to have a shower! Could I join you?” He said, with a hint of optimism in his voice.
“Yes, no of course not!” I tried to say, but he cut me short.
“There you are, then. You’ll need to strip before you shower. Would you like any help?” He said in a very matter of fact way again.
“And am I allowed to say no to this attractive offer,” I asked. With a tinge of sarcasm in my voice! I still wasn’t sure if he was for real!
“Well you’re allowed to, but think of how disappointed I am going to be. You don’t want to disappoint me do you?” He said in a saddened tone.
For a walking gorilla, he managed to sound like a hurt little boy. I felt a tinge of guilt until I recalled he wanted to see me naked, and maybe more than that!
“You’re not quite all there!” I sniped.
Going on, saying! “Has that corny line ever worked on anyone? Perhaps against a complete Neanderthal maybe?”
“Never tried it before. It’s just that you seemed so nice, I had to make at least the effort!”
“So all I have to do is say no, and you’ll go away?” I asked.
“Yes and then no!” Was his reply?
“What do you mean yes and then no? It can’t be both.” I told him.
“Yes, it can. If you say no it means, I don’t get to help you! But, it doesn’t mean I’ll go away. I’d probably stay here and watch you shower!” He said, doe-eyed.
Did he think I was going to finish getting undressed with him standing there watching? That would be asking for trouble, what would I say to the Judge?
“Yes, ‘M’lud,’ I stripped naked in front of the defendant. No, ‘M’lud,’ I never said he could be intimate with me!”
Yeh, really! Not guilty, next case!
He obviously wanted more than just to see me naked; the bulge in his jogging bottoms conveyed that message to me. It was an incredibly large bulge and I have to admit I was intrigued by it! There was part of me that wanted to see what that bulge was like. The sex-starved, celibate for too long; part of me!
I shut my eyes and said. “When I open my eyes I don’t want to see you standing there. Please go.”
I should have known better than to take my eyes off him when I opened them he had moved and was now behind me!
I blurted, “What the Fuck!” as he put his hands on my waist and pulled me into him. He was so close I could smell his cologne and fuck, he smelt good.
“You need some help with these?” He said.
Before I could say yes, or no, or get the fuck away, he was tugging my shorts down. They were the skintight variety, so no need for underwear, just a pad in case of camel toe! Before I knew it, he had not only peeled them down to my feet but had taken them right off. His powerful hands grabbed an ankle and lifted one foot at a time, allowing him to slip them off my body!
What the fuck!
What am I doing, screamed in my head, as he tossed my shorts on to the bench?
As I stood there naked all but my sports bra, I could see his eyes glued to my sex, in the mirror opposite! I blushed and moved my hands to cover my pussy bending forward slightly to conceal my embarrassment.
I suddenly realised my bum was in his groin and I could feel his erection pressed in the crease of my buttocks!
As it throbbed I quickly straightened up, pulling my arse away from the hard lump in his pants!
“Stop it.” I yelped in an unconvincing voice.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I spluttered.
“Helping you out of your sports gear.” He said, the tone of his voice implying that it should be obvious.
“I didn’t say you could do that.” I screeched.
“You didn’t say I couldn’t,” he said. “Lift your arms please,” he instructed.
The fucker placed his fingers under the elasticated band of my one-piece sports bra. Gripping the fabric he pulled up in one movement. My arms were forced up; my hands went with them exposing my blushing pussy! (He was extremely strong)
The material rode off my chest and over my head in one movement. My boobs bounced free, incredibly my nipples were rock hard.
Fuck, a sure sign I was turned on.
This fucker was arousing me? The situation was making me fucking horny, shit! I was stood there stark naked with my arms vertical as if I was being held up at gunpoint!
He tossed the latex material on to the bench with my shorts and top, everything to see, was now on open display. Looking over my shoulder into the mirror, his eyes did not know which part of my body to look at first! I quickly placed an arm over my boobs, and a hand over my pussy, to cover my embarrassment!
Now the fucker moved around in front of me and was ogling the exposed parts of my breasts. They’re more than ample; so one arm doesn’t cover much, just my nipples.
His eyes moved down to try and get a view of my pussy; my right hand had her in a tight grip, but there was plenty of other exposed flesh on view. The fucker craned his neck to take a look at my bare arse, I instinctively moved my left arm, which was covering my boobs to try and cover my butt.
Fuck, my tits were now fully on display!
Fuck it, what’s the point I might as well let him look, maybe that will satisfy him I thought, confusion muddling my head. I was naked and it seems I didn’t protest that much. Maybe, my enforced celibacy due to lack of a boyfriend was playing its part.
“You don’t seriously think I’m going to agree to have sex with you?” I said as I looked for a towel to cover my nudity, now that I had given him a good look.
“Who said anything about sex? Did I say anything about sex? Do you want me to fuck you; is that it? Why deny yourself if its what you want? Maybe, if I touch you here you might like it?” He said
Seeing my hands now only loosely covered my pussy, and my boobs were unguarded, he started to play with the tip of my right nipple, with a finger, saying, “are they always this hard or are you getting horny?” Two fingers from his other hand began playing with my left nipple, trapping it between thumb and forefinger before gently squeezing the hard teat, as he gently pulled it up, lifting the heavy mammary gland!
Fuck, I could feel them start to tingle, shit!
Fuck, this was arousing me! I was nearly past the point of no return! He’s right; this whole situation is turning me on. Fuck it!
I moved both hands to cover my breasts, big mistake!
His left hand moved and grasped my left buttock; I felt strong fingers slip into the crack of my arse, perilously close to my bum hole, as his right hand began to probe between my legs! I felt a finger start to explore along the ridge of my vulva.
Fuck it and shit, I could feel I was getting moist. My arousal was becoming quite obvious.
The digit ran down between my pussy lips, and then disappeared inside my body; it located my vaginal canal and with the help of my body’s lube slipped inside me. The digit curled and moved upwards seeking my g-spot. When the digit found my inner cum spot the jolt of pleasure that followed was incredible.
Shit, I was getting in way over my head!
I tried to knock the hand away, that’s what I should do, right? But all I did was expose a fleshy orb, with a rock hard nipple. In a nanosecond, the nipple was between his lips. His teeth gripping the teat at the areola, as his tongue flicked the hard nipple from side to side. Another jolt of pleasure radiated from the centre of the nipple and diffused out over the soft mammary gland. This jolt of pleasure was as equally incredible as the probing finger at my pussy.
Fuckie fuck and shit!
I was in way over my head. The fucker was trying to finger fuck me, as his tongue did the tango with my left nipple. And for some reason, I wasn’t trying that hard to stop him. I instinctively tried to back away, but was trapped between a locker, the finger deep in my pussy, and a dancing tongue on my nipple!
Extricating my nipple from between his lips he said, “you don’t need to agree.” Tasting the sticky female lube on the finger he had just removed from my pussy!
“I tend to take agreement for granted. The signs are there for all to see, your skin’s flushed, your breathing heavy, your nipples are hard, and you’re wet!”
He again sucked on the finger that had been searching for my g-spot, to emphasise the point!
“You’re going to have to hurry up and explicitly tell me no, and to back off. Otherwise, I’m going to have to fuck you!”
A bolt of excitement went through my body at the words. I’m going to have to fuck you!
“Why would your nipples be this hard, and your pussy that wet if you didn’t want to fuck?” He reasoned.
“Fuck itty, fuck!”…… He’s got a point, I’ve been celibate for too long, and I could do with some cock! But this guy; surely not; he just wasn’t my type! Well, actually he was, not relationship material but for a
one-off fuck, he ticked all the boxes.
At that exact moment, he pulled down his jogging bottoms, the bulge in his briefs said what was going to happen to me, if I didn’t say no; and say it now! But something in my head and probably more like in my pussy wanted to see what was in those briefs!
I looked down and gasped as he slid the briefs off. Oh, my fucking god, the size of it, his cock was fucking enormous!
There was a monster of a penis straightening and growing! It twitched and waved from side to side as it pointed at me! Growing larger it seemed with each throb and pulse of blood, into his Penile Artery!
The head of the gland was pinkish-purple, with a large defined coronal ridge; the shaft was thick with a myriad of visible veins, the most prominent, his Penile Artery was bloated with blood!
A bead of moisture was quite visible emerging from the eye of his urethra. I had an unfathomable urge to touch the thing! His testicles sack was huge, but in scale with his ginormous penis, they were a perfectly round tight package.
God this fucker was turning me on! Am I that sexually frustrated? Has it been that long since I’d been fucked! Yes, I thought to myself, as I felt his hands take my buttocks as he pulled my body against him!
Oh, my God, I could feel that phallic muscle pressing against my belly! I had to stop him. If I didn’t, he was going to use that thing on me! Fuck, he was going to put it in me! Shit, that monster cock was never going to fit in my tight pussy!
He let me go, and I hastily tried to put some space between us. I covered my tits and pussy as he calmly stripped his vest off! He stood there naked!
Oh, my fucking God! He still looked a complete brute, but there was a certain charisma to him. Was it his well-defined six-pack and that toned body or the size of that weapon, (so infused with blood it stood almost vertical, twitching from side to side) distorting my feelings?
He took hold of the wrist of my right arm that was covering my boobs and lifted it away from my body. He placed it with the left hand hiding my pussy. He patted them and said, “keep that warm for me!”
The fucker’s hands now moved to my breasts, stroking them, fondling them, kneading their soft fleshiness, exciting my swollen hard nipples. I stood there holding my quim, keeping it warm for him, as requested! Fuck, I did nothing to try and stop him!
Moving his hands off my boobs, tweaking, and pulling on my nipples as they went. The puckered teats tingling and a little disappointed at not receiving more attention!
His hands slid over my belly and around onto my buttocks! Strong fingers delved deep into valley between my butt cheeks, peeling them open; as the fucker pulled me against him!
I was supposed to be saying no, why wasn’t I? I was very unconvincingly trying to escape him! If I didn’t say no, he was going to insert that huge weapon inside me!
Could I take it?
Would it fit in my tight sex?
Was it going to hurt?
Was I wet enough?
These thoughts raced through my mind, as I opened my mouth and mumbled, saying nothing, nothing came out.
What the hell was wrong with me?
Did I want to be impaled on that huge cock, now throbbing against my abdomen again?
The answer, Fuck Yes!
He let go of my arse and squatted, his face level with my pussy. Fuck, he’s going to eat me; I hadn’t had oral in such a long time! Another bolt of excitement shot through me at the mere thought.
Should I let go of my pussy to allow him access? But before I had a chance to remove my hands, the fucker placed his hands through my legs and up. My legs splaying apart, as his muscled arms followed his hands! The hands reached up and took hold of a buttock each. Strong fingers again bit into the soft flesh of my buttocks as he started to straighten his legs.
He lifted me!
Just like that, his hands tightened around my buttocks harder and lifted. I just rose straight up off the floor! My legs dangling over the sides of his arms, as they took my weight!
My God, he was strong!
Instinctively my hands left my pussy and clutched onto his shoulders to prevent myself from falling backwards.
He bounced me on his hands slightly, pulling me on to his hips, the action parting my legs further! I could feel the moist lips of my pussy peeling open, as my legs tried to grip his buttocks!
Oh my fucking god! I could feel his cock at the entrance to my body! I could feel the swollen gland twitching tantalisingly close to my open vagina, the head kissing the lips of my inner labia!
My pussy was now very wet, and I could feel my inner and outer labia swelling and spreading. Sending an invitation to the throbbing cock to invade my body!
Beads of my female lubricant seeped onto the head of his manhood, lubricating the way for the invading gland.
The fucker then started to gently lift me. It was like he was doing biceps reps with me being the weights. The shaft of his cock finding the groove between my pouting pussy lips! Each lift slipping my pussy up and down his enormous cock. From the coronal head to his balls my pussy slid up and down the underside of his phallus, sliding along his engorged penile artery. Every time my clit connected with his cum spot he moaned!
Fuck, I could not help myself groaning either. Shit, I was enjoying it and he knew it!
He stopped lifting and bounced me again. As I came down I felt the head of his cock nestling at the entrance to my body again!
He was doing it!
He was going to fuck me!
He was going to impale me on that gorgeous cock!
I couldn’t believe I was letting the fucker do this to me! I sold it to myself like this, if it was happening, I might as well enjoy it!
But really I was just a horny bitch on heat, and I’d been celibate for too long. I needed a good fuck!
I took a deep breath, thinking to myself, this is going to hurt as his cock pressed harder, parting my inner labia; any moment now he was going to be in me. I’d be sliding down onto him, totally impaled, skewered! The fucker’s monstrous cock splitting my pussy open!
God, did I want it!
What was I saying?
Fuck, I was feeling so turned on!
I guess shaking my head wasn’t the same as vocally saying no? But I was unable or maybe unwilling to form the words. My head was saying no, no, but my mouth just spluttered incomprehensible burble and squeals of pleasure!
It was too late to say no, way too late, as he bounced me again, this time I came straight down onto the crown of his phallus. The massive head of his cock slid past my labia dragging the soft flesh with it, my betraying juices lubricating my impalement. Then the rest of the shaft slid up inside me, my rock hard clitoris coming to rest on the bald base of his manhood. Gravity and a thrust up with his hips pressed the throbbing phallus deeper into my pussy. I squealed as I felt the bulbous head pressing on the back of my sex!
Fuck, I was full of his enormous, throbbing cock!
He just kept coming, pushing deeper and deeper, I could feel the elastic walls of my vaginal canal happily yielding to him. His cock filled my vagina! The base of the shaft pressed on my pubic mound squashing my throbbing clit, as the head of this massive weapon continued to press against the back of my sex!
I couldn’t believe what was happening!
I had explained that I wasn’t interested in having sex with him, yet somehow I was clinging to the fucker with his cock firmly inserted inside me.
Very firmly embedded!
I’ll swear I could feel the beating of his heart, vibrating into my pussy via his erection!
Fuck, I loved it; sex with a stranger on Halloween had not been on my menu for All Hallows! I’d been celibate for a year now, and one of my fantasies, while I masturbated was to be coerced, forced even! I had this dark BDSM fantasy’s as I masturbated. The sight of his enormous erection just made me wet, I knew deep down I had wanted it inside me!
Do you want to know what I found especially irritating? The damn man didn’t have to use any force! And maybe I might have liked a little, just a little.
I had argued with him before, while and after he stripped me naked! Somehow or other he just brushed all that aside and took me.
He just lifted my body and impaled me on his throbbing penis; my well-lubed pussy just let the bulbous pink corona with its thick ridge and the thick veiny stalk to slip deep inside my vagina!
It would be a lot easier to understand if I’d protested and fought, squealing no, no, no, but I hadn’t even managed a single no! Fuck, the unpalatable reality was, I wanted him to fuck me!
Now look at me, speared on a monster of a cock and fuck, I was enjoying it. I hated I was enjoying it. But I was the one pushing down trying to get more of him inside me.
Proof of the pudding and all that!
The changing room used to be the old dance studio before the club had a revamp; at the far end were the old dance studio mirrors, and ballet bar (barre). During the revamp the area had become recessed, and extra mirrors and barre were put in. To give it a more aesthetic, feel.
The area was now used as the beauty treatment and massage area. There is a massage table, for the masseuse who comes in four times a week and for the sports therapist who comes in three times a week. The masseuse is also a beautician.
One to repair your body, and the other to relax you, body and mind!
A curtain went across the recess for privacy during treatments. There was a stand beside the massage table full of oils, emollients and implements for the masseuse and sports therapist to use.
I particularly liked the body wand the sports therapist used for deep tissue treatment. I have one at home and quite often give myself, well truth be told, I masturbate with it. Fantasising that the club’s female masseuse massages my naked body with her own oily nude body, Thai style! The massage ending with mutual cunnilingus, pleasuring each other’s clit with our tongues, (a classic lesbian 69 fantasy,) concluding with a happy ending for us both! I’ve never had sex with another woman, but hey don’t knock something till you’ve tried it! Right? Maybe one day, but I didn’t realise that day was closer than I appreciated!
Back to the fucker, he ambled over to the massage table, with me bouncing on his cock with every stride. I’m sure he did it deliberately, so he could watch my breast bounce in unison to his steps. I’m quite sure of it, and bounce they did! All the while my impaled vagina had a vice-like embrace on his cock!
I watched my body bobbing up and down in the mirrors that surrounded us; fuck, it turned me on even more, if that was possible!
I could see my tits bouncing up and down as my pussy pressed into the base of his cock, my clit grinding into his pubic bone! It was incredibly horny, every bouncing step bringing a climax closer!
The soft skin of my vulva allowed the thick base of his phallus to push the gland further into me! If it grew any more, it would push past my cervix and into my womb!
I watched my boobs bouncing in the mirrors, as my sex slid up and down on his phallus! My pussy feeling every step, and every step was in time to the beat of my bouncing breasts. The fuckers cock pushing further up into me, stretching my sex to its limits!
I seem to be a voyeur on my own defilement.
My nipples brushed against his muscled chest as my clitoris rubbed against the base of his cock, which throbbed deep inside me. I was so wet I could feel my lubricant begin to ooze out of my sex!
It was awesome! A distant orgasm was rising.
Regarding his name, I was fucked if I was going to ask him what it was. As far as I was concerned, if a man strips you naked, skewers you on his cock and has every intention of fucking your brains out. He should have the courtesy to tell you who he is?
Sort of like! Hi. I’m Jim. I’ll be your ravisher tonight. Waiters do it. Why not him?
What do you call it when a random bloke just walks up, strips you naked, picks you up by your arse, spreads your legs and impales you on his impressive phallus? Damned if I know, the truth is; I was mesmerised by that enormous, bulbous headed penis!
I bet it had a personality all of its own.
Getting back to the subject at hand, or up my vagina, in this case!
He lumbered over to the massage table with me on the end of his cock, my boobs swaying from side to side! My vulva bouncing on the base of his thick stalk, making my clit swell, ever-increasing the contact between her and the fucker’s pubic bone!
The phallic gland seemed to continue to grow inside me, filling my pussy and stretching my vaginal walls. It must be my imagination, but that cock just seemed to be increasing in size. Maybe it was my tight pussy, constricting around the invading gland that made it seem like it was still growing ever bigger?
I thought he was going to place me down on the table and let rip with that monster. But as we got to the bottom of the table he swung round with me hanging on to his body for dear life and pressed my back to the mirror.
The cold glass making my skin goosebump, as his hard gland pressed further up into my body if that were at all possible.
He instructed me to take hold of the ballet bar!
“What? Do you think I’m some contortionist?” I panted.
He sniggered, saying. “You can do it, I’m looking forward to those lovely tits flopping aside and bouncing, as I fuck you!”
He loosened my grip on his shoulders and placed my hands on the ballet bar behind me. My arms were spread-eagled while holding on to the bar. The fucker all the time balancing me on his cock, with my legs firmly gripping his hips and my vagina gripping his embedded manhood!
He took one step back; I gripped on for dear life as my shoulders came to rest on the bar. I was virtually horizontal and I didn’t think I was going to be able to maintain the position for too long!
He was right; my boobs had fallen apart and hung slightly to each side of my chest, nipples pointing up and slightly to each side. The top of my head rested on the mirror as my shoulders rested on the ballet bar. I moved my hands to grip the top of the bar as he started to jiggle his cock inside me.
Slow back and forward motions, as he gyrated his hips in a figure of eight! The fucker was dancing the Rumba with my pussy. It was a superlative feeling, the slow jiggling motion, as he swayed his hips. His throbbing manhood just slightly moved inside me. I was so full of his gland, any motion from him brought beautiful contact to the inner walls of my bulging sex. I could feel every movement the monster made, every throb and every twitch!
And then he started to fuck me in earnest! I mewed my satisfaction as he, thrust slowly at first, but as deep as he could. My sex was stuffed full of his manhood! Every part of his cock was in contact with every surface of my vagina.
Fuck, it felt good; my pussy was distended and full. There were at least 12 inches of stalk, and with the bulbous head, I must have had over 14 inches within me. My hand wouldn’t have been able to close around the base of his fully erect cock, the girth being so thick.
And it was fully erect and fully inserted. If he could have got the balls in, I’m sure he would have tried!
The fucker started a slow pumping motion, thrusting slowly at first then the enormous phallic monster gained momentum, and I started to push back.
Calling him a fucking bastard, for taking me this way and making me like it!
With every stroke he made back into me, I drove my pussy as deep as I could onto his cock, my breasts as the fucker had predicted were bouncing on both sides of my torso. My nipples had never felt so tight and long, the areolas had crinkled, puckered and had nearly disappeared!
Letting go of my arse, he pulled on the two stalk-like erections protruding from my brown shrunken areola! They now were so tight and wrinkled, the teats so hard; they gave testament to my impending orgasm.
I could feel the skin of his veiny cock, massaging my vaginal walls as they tried to grip the thrusting slippery gland! He pumped faster and faster, my head bumping on the mirror behind me!
One hand moved from torturing a nipple, leaving the other teat to withstand the sweet torment. It moved over my belly and abdomen to my pubic mound. The index digit stretching back the skin just above my slit revealed the horny swollen clitoris.
His thumb vigorously stroked the hard sex bud as his cock continued to fuck me! Pumping into my sopping pussy, as I hung to the bar under me!
I felt the head of his monster fill the back of my vagina as my orgasm started, as it always did, with the first waves of pleasure rising and subsiding. Gently at first, then getting stronger with each ebb and flow.
Nipples, clitoris and labia flooded with heightened sensitivity, growing in intensity with each rising wave of pleasure.
The fucker’s huge penis kept pumping as I felt a wave of ecstasy build, this time not to subside; I climaxed, my vagina throbbing and constricting around the fucker’s cock. The masturbating thumb and the pumping penis detonating an orgasm deep in my nervous system!
The climax exploded throughout my body, dopamine’s flooded my brain. I cried out unashamedly!
I bucked wildly on his cock, shrieking, “you fucking bastard, how did you do that to me? How did I let you?”
He’d seen me, wanted me, decided to have me, stripped me naked, groped my tits, impaled me on his cock and fucked me.
And fuck, I had loved it, and I hated myself for it!
I jiggled and wriggled on his still hard gland, buried deep inside me, trying to wring every last drop of fulfilment out of my orgasm.
My pussy was continuing to contract around the invading organ, as he took hold of a buttock with one hand and a wrist with the other, and pulled me away from the ballet bar.
Holding on to his shoulders still fully impaled on his cock, he took hold of both my arse cheeks and stepped back two paces and turned, we were at the foot of the massage table.
He let go of my bottom, sliding his hands up my back till they reached my armpits. I took a tighter grip on his hips as I felt the support disappear from my buttocks. His large, strong hands slid around from my back encircled a breast each and squeezed the soft flesh, his erection and his hands griping my boobs were now my only support.
He loosened his grip slightly on my breasts, and I started to fall gently back onto the table. My hands were unable to remain gripped onto his shoulders; his body and my palms were too greasy. As my breasts slipped out of his grip, I could feel myself descending onto the massage table.
As I was about to land on the soft mattress, his fingers took hold of my erect, elongated nipples. Forefinger and thumb from both hands had trapped the areola and hard stalk of a nipple each! I yelped in exquisite pain as my nipples took the strain.
I was now suspended just above the massage table by basically my mammary glands and his penial gland impaled deep in my pussy. I could feel his phallus pressing against the outside wall of my vagina in full contact with my g-spot! I squirmed trying to wank myself on it.
I tried to grab his arms, but every time I did he would tweak my sex teats. I wanted to plead for him to stop, but again no words came, fuck I was enjoying the erotic discomfort!
I jiggle my hips trying to rub my g-spot on the veiny shaft of his cock as my stinging nipples foretold of an advancing climax!
I hung there by my nipples, stretched as far as the elasticity of my body would allow! I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirrors, suspended centimetres above the table; by just the ends of my nipples.
I’m glad the gym had made me super fit, my fingertips just touching the thin mattress of the table below me, taking some of the strain off my nipples!
As I slowly came to rest on the mattress, I could feel his cock pushing up on the inner wall of my vagina. The swollen head of his muscle must have been pressing against my g-spot; it felt exquisite!
He leant back slightly, and I could feel my body being cantilevered back off the bed by his ginormous dick!
Taking hold of a nipple between thumb and forefinger he again pulled on my nipples as my body started to lift off the table; stretching them as far as they would go, his cock lifting me.
The power that muscle had!
As my body started to come back up off the table, I held on to the sides to try and support myself as he began to thrust that gorgeous cock in and out of me.
Bouncing and thrusting up into me, the fucker’s pubic bone pummelling my clit! His hands now gripped a breast each. Not by just my aching nipples, each hand now held the soft flesh of an orb at its base, and then squeezed.
The actions making my mammary glands bloat, and turn deep red, the nipples thrusting out further. Lifting me further off the table he continued to pump his cock. Lowering his head the fucker sucked a nipple into his mouth; and suckled on the teat!
His tongue danced the tango again on my hard and sore nipples. The sensation of his mouth sucking on a nipple while his tongue flicked it from side to side made me squeal with pleasure.
Suddenly he let go of my breasts letting my nipple free of his pleasuring mouth, as he dumped me back on the massage table!
His cock still thrust into me, pumping piston-like into my squelching sex! He slowed his pace till he came to a full stop!
Tantalisingly slowly, he withdrew; the throbbing monster coming to rest just above my clit, the frenulum rubbing on the little v-shaped cuff of hair, which adorned my mons!
The base of the v pointing towards my clit, now so overstimulated it resembled a small cock protruding from its protective clitoral hood!
Once I was comfortably laid on my back, looking up at him, he winked and said.
“You better hold on baby!”
I gripped both edges of the table as tight as I could. My bottom was at the end of the table with my legs clinging to his tight buttocks. The fucker pulled my legs off his arse and took hold of my ankles.
Pulling my legs vertical he spread my ankles apart, my pussy was the apex of the V my splayed legs now formed. The action peeling my pussy open, leaving nothing to the imagination! My vagina had been moulded to the shape of his enormous thick penis.
I could feel how wide my vaginal canal had become, stretched by that monster of a cock. Female lube oozed out of my body seeping down to my bum hole before dripping onto the floor.
With my bum slightly off the mattress, the fucker’s cock still lay across my mons pubis! He gently wanked his frenulum on my pubic bone and clit! The fucker slid the monster off my pubic mound and let it slip down between my pussy lips. The glands corona engaged with the entrance of my vagina as he pushed the head home, gliding into my vaginal canal!
It slid in with ease! My sex still stretched to the max! The circumference of the fucker’s huge penile gland had turned my pretty little slit into a large round, cavité!
Fuck, would she contract back to that pretty little slit she had been; hidden beneath the folds of my labia?
Slowly he pumped his enormous cock gently at first, I didn’t expect it from this brute of a man. I looked into the mirror behind him, watching his driving buttocks!
I moved my gaze to look down my body; my breasts heaved, the soft mammary flesh rippling with his slow steady thrusts. They had parted lying on opposite sides of my torso. They rhythmically slid back and forth, my hard stalk-like nipples bobbing on the rippling flesh of my boobs!
I could see down to my pubic mound!
I’m so glad I had waxed yesterday; on this very table! Just a little cuff of hair was left pointing the way to my sex!
It’s amazing the stupid things you think of while a total stranger fucks your brains out. His hairless pubic bone squashed my vulva with every soft and slow thrust.
My second climax was rapidly building, my clitoris throbbed, and I could see her proudly protruding from her protecting hood. Waves of pleasure started to radiate through my swollen sex glands.
I had not noticed before but he didn’t have a hair on his body, he didn’t even have eyebrows or lashes! Maybe he suffered from Alopecia Aerate? From his bald head to his hairless legs his body was as smooth as silk.
I had an urge to take one of those tight round smooth hairless testicles in my mouth. Suck the vulnerable, sensitive testis, gently at first and then harder, sucking it deeper and squeezing the soft fruit, till he begged me to stop. The fucker had unleashed a she-devil within me, anything and everything was possible, and nothing was off the sexual table!
My sexual appetite seemed un-quenchable!
I let go of the bed and reached for my bouncing breasts, I had the urge to play with my nipples. I love to pull gently on the brown stalks and rub them, while I masturbated, or in this case, while being fucked! The sensation driving me mad, building heightened sexual tension in my body, in fact making me as horny as hell!
As I tugged on my nipples, I felt his phallus slipping out of my body! Looking down I watched it snap upwards towards his abdomen as it left my pussy!
My sex juices coated the shaft, and a bead of semen dribbled from the eye of his urethral opening. I wanted to taste the salty fluid!
I wondered if he knew how fucking turned on I was, watching myself in the mirrors, and by being fucked in this way. By the situation and the circumstances. A fantasy played out!
The aforementioned was not lovemaking, this was an animal craving, lovemaking is soft and gentle, this was fucking on an epic scale, and I loved it!
His penis stood to attention, bolt upright. The bulbous, now near purple head of his magnificent gland, nestled at his navel, as spunk or rather his pre-cum dribbled from it’s dilated eye.
The fucking thing had such girth too! My cavernous vagina standing testament!
That monster had been inside me and undoubtedly the fucker was going to return it into my slippery wet sex.
I wanted that cock back inside me!
But instead of forcing the monster back into my hungry body, he took hold of his gland and slapped the head against my vulva.
Fuck, It was exquisite!
Again and again, he beat that monster onto my tender pussy, the head spanking my clit, driving me wild!
I screamed. “Fuck me you bastard!”
He only slapped my pussy harder. My labia swelled, and my clit became engorged and erect.
It was nearly visible from the space station!
The fucker stopped slapping my clit and instructed me to lift my arse higher, guess what, I did. I wanted to see what was to come. I placed my feet on his hipbones and raised my buttocks further off the table!
The fucker’s hands now explored my pussy, stroking my labia, fingers sliding past my pussy lips, exploring my vaginal canal. A thumb gently played with my clit, as his fingers explored deep inside me! My body shivered and shuddered with pleasure as two fingers curled up to massage my g-spot! I tugged harder on my nipples making them sore, exquisitely painful!
He placed the thumb of his left hand again on the spot just above my swollen clit. Gently he pressed down and back, stretching the skin on my pubic bone, lifting my clitoris.
The engorged bud throbbed sending waves of pleasure throughout my nervous system. Dopamine’s flooded my brain! My senses went into overdrive again.
Smirking, The fucker with one finger presented my swollen clit while another finger started to stroke my sensitive cum button. Wanking it as if he was wanking himself. Fuck, I felt the first wave of my third orgasm build, but instead of subsiding it just kept on building!
There was no ebb, it just crested! My legs involuntarily shook, as my climax came in a rush; I tugged my nipples, as I bucked my arse wildly, squealing incoherently!
The slippery lubricant in such plentiful supply oozed out of my sex. I lay there totally satisfied, and exhausted with my feet still propped on his hips. His hands moved to my arse taking a butt cheek in each hand, again his fingers dug into the soft flesh of my buttocks as he peeled them apart! I tried hard to resist his strong hands, but resistance was futile.
I could feel my bum holes vulnerability as I felt my female lubricant trickling down over my perineum and on to my anus! It was astounding how much was exuding out of my pussy!
The fucker’s beautiful cock stood upright and again the stalk and bulging penile artery pressed between the lips of my inner labia. When I looked down along my torso, I could see the swollen purple head poking up between my legs.
I wriggled pushing down on his hips with my feet rubbing my sex up and down the thick shaft!
He moaned, and I could see spunk dribbling from the urethra’s eye, beads of the stuff trickling over the coronal head of his magnificent penis. He moved back slightly, and slowly and gently, guided the throbbing monster, down, sliding over my clitoris. I shuddered as I felt the frenulum of his cock rubbing my clit.
Our two cum spots touching for a moment sent me into a frenzy; he grunted, and a small spurt of seminal fluid landed just above my clitoris. I took a finger and dabbed it into his sticky goo. I placed the finger in my mouth to taste his salty spunk as he continued to guide his cock down between my labia, coming to rest in the embrace of my pussy lips.
I could feel the head throbbing and twitching at the gateway to my body. I urged him to thrust into me, but he just smiled and continued to guide the monster down over my perineum, where the head alighted at the entrance to my rectum.
The realisation hit me; I was about to be sodomized!
He was going to fuck me in the arse, oh the irony! His cock coated with my lubricant and my anus also covered in it. I was about to lose my anal virginity, and my body fluids were going to expedite it!
The bulbous head pressed at the entrance to my most intermit place! I tried to say no, but the words didn’t come.
I attempted to clench, as I felt the gland invade my recta, the head slipped easily past my anal verge! But only up to the throbbing glands coronal ridge! I could feel the pulsing head just in my anal passage! I waited for the full thrust, for the pain, his testis slapping on my buttocks, as his monster impaled me deep into my rectum.
I waited for the pain, but it didn’t come. He gently pulled out, and then pushed back, the sensation was not unpleasant! He kept repeating this over and over, I tried to thrust with him, but he never went deeper, than the swollen head of his cock. My rectal muscles gripping the gland as it throbbed in my arse.
He would stop ever so often, and I could feel the gland throbbing just inside me, as again my anal muscles constricted and contracted around the invading head.
He was trying to control his urge to fill me with his sticky seed, to quell his climax.
Was he going to fill my rectum, with his seed?
He started rocking the head of his cock in and out of my arse again. The rim of my anus was now fully erogenised, and waves of pleasure were radiating from that most private place!
Urgently playing with my nipples, I felt his fingers toying with my clitoris. My hard sex bud twitched as he started to rub faster and deeper. Bucking against the monster, trying to force it into me, wanting to be impaled balls deep into my rectum.
What am I saying? Did I want to lose my anal virginity?
I watched in the mirror trying to see how deep he was. He just kept pushing the head up to the corona just in and out of my anus, no deeper than the palpitating head. And then my fourth climax hit, the waves of pleasure building and subsiding; now my whole body was in a continuous state of arousal, literally always on the edge of an eruption.
Erogenous zones on fire; my orgasm had become masculine, it just exploded from my body. As my climax subsided, he pulled the head of his cock out of my arse and started to thrust it up and down my wet slit.
The fifth orgasm came seconds after the fourth. It may well have still been the fourth; it felt like an earthquake’s aftershock. The monster phallus of a cock kept thrusting up and down the valley between my pussy lips, then fuck my head exploded and wham another climax hit me. My body shook, my tits swelled, my pussy throbbed, my nipples so large and hard, they ached!
I’d gone somewhere I had never gone before. Oh my God, I didn’t know sex could be this good. I appreciate at twenty-six I’m not that experienced, but I thought up to this point in my life, I had been having great sex, but this was a different thing. This was fucking on an epic scale!
As the orgasm continued to surge over and throughout my body, my ecstasy emanating from my throat as it passed over my lips in whimpering purring sobs, the fucker climaxed! His orgasm physically manifested itself as an erupting plume of seminal fluid; that squirted from the pulsing purple head of his cock.
Moaning his pleasure with every pulse of ejected spunk!
The fucker’s first and strongest pulse of semen left his urethra with some velocity, shooting up over my torso to land on the hairline of my forehead. His sticky seminal fluid ran down my temples. The second pulse left his cock with similar velocity arching over my boobs to land directly on my nose mouth and chin; the spunk slowly trickling down my face on to my neck. The third pulse with slightly less velocity landed between my boobs. The fourth and fifth pulse landed on my belly and abdomen. The sixth and final dying pulse dribbled on to my pubic mound.
A straight line of masculine cum went from the tiny cuff of hair on my mons pubis in a line between my breasts and dripped off my chin!
My face took the first pulse and had taken the mother load. Wiping his creamy spunk from my eyes and nose, I lay there breathing deeply, wanting to close my aching legs and drift off into an orgasm induced sleep.
I was licking the spunk from my lips when he slapped my arse and said. “I want more!”
“What!” I squealed, “fucking more?”
I was lying back on the massage table slightly propped up on my elbows with my legs dangling down off the edge. I watched as the fucker took a bottle of massage oil from the stand by the table, and liberally squirted it over my torso. He then proceeded to mix the oil with my sweat and his spunk (that covered most of my torso) and worked it into my body!
Paying special attention to my tits!
Fuck, as he rubbed deep into my breasts I felt a familiar throb in my clit, it appears he’s not the only one who wants more! He left my boobs with my nipples rampant and craving more attention to move down over my belly and abdomen; his hands rubbing deep into my soft tissue. When he reached my pubis I held my breath, expecting his oily fingers to delve into my sex and to massage my swelling clit! But no, after massaging deep into my pubic bone and vulva, sending me wild with anticipation, he moved on to my legs.
Lifting the left one he started to firmly but gently massage the oil into my calf muscles.
His strong hands were kneading deep into the soft tissue. Apart from the sexual arousal, a sense of tranquillity and well-being began to flow over me.
I lifted my head and looked down the length of my body, and there was the fucker’s erection, still hard and still waving around as he worked on my calves.
After expertly massaging my calf muscles he moved onto my quads.
His fingers massaging deep into my quadriceps!
Fuck, why had that cock not gone to sleep? It should be lying against his leg flaccid!
His hands worked deftly and with surprising expertise on my quad muscles, working deep into the yielding tissue. Working up the length of my leg till he reached my groin, his fingers worked deep into my soft epidermis, between the top of my thigh and my pussy.
A feeling of total relaxation flowed through my body, as he expertly worked on my pubic mound again!
This was obviously going to be a massage with a happy ending, hopefully for both of us!
The fucker’s fingers massaged deep into my pubic bone, his thumbs worked even deeper into my vulva, then my labia. His digits delicately kneading my inner pussy lips, pulling them out and letting them slip through is oily fingers back inside my sex, the feeling was exquisite.
Moving to my outer lips, he gave them the same treatment. Leaving them engorged with blood, swollen and tingling with the deft manipulation they had received.
This man was an anachronism, I gasped as his thumbs entrapped my clitoris and with a gentle rocking motion, he began to masturbate the growing bud.
I pleaded for him to wank me faster, but no, with a slow rhythm between his thumbs he continued to massage my engorged and now erect clitoris!
My breasts had significantly swollen, and my nipples had become large brown crinkled stalks!
Leaving my clit for a moment the fucker took the oil bottle and emptied the contents over me. He drowned me in it! He tipped the contents over my shoulders, over my tits, belly and abdomen. Up and down both legs, copious amounts over my vulva.
Finally, he picked up a fresh bottle of oil, unscrewed the cap and placed the neck of the bottle between my pussy lips, at the entrance to my sex.
He squeezed and the nipple in the neck of the bottle ejected the contents into my body! I felt the warm oil rush into my vagina, fuck that was so horny, the excess oil oozing out of my pussy onto the floor.
I lay there my oily body glistening as I watched him oil his own body. Wanking as he oiled his monster of a cock, I started to tease my nipples with one hand while wanking myself with the other.
Seeing what I was doing he stopped masturbating and pulled back on the skin just above my clitoris with both hands. With a thumb on each side of my slit just above my clitoris, he stretched the skin back!
The physical effect exposed my clit from between the folds of my inner labia; now she stood proud and erect. The emotional effects heightening the erotic sensations, the ecstasy and pleasure throbbing through my clit as I masturbated!
My massaging fingers slowly building another climax. I had arrived at the gym a one-orgasm girl, now I was a multi-orgasm girl! I continually seemed to be on the edge of another orgasm, is there a descriptive adjective for that I wonder?
The orgasm seemed to be building from deep in my womb, just as it was about to erupt, he removed his hands from my vulva and took my hand wanking my clit away from my sex button!
I bucked and wriggled on the massage table wanting to cum, the fingers that had been stretching the skin above my clit now worked on my sex bud themselves.
The fucker placed my hand back on my breast, and both my hands now playing with my nipples, pulling on them and tweaking the hard teats.
Moving closer to me the monster between his legs brushed against my wanton pussy, I gasped in delight.
I was going to be invaded again!
Not yet it seemed, as I lay there in a state of total relaxation, as the fucker goes back work on my clitoris. Slowly and very gently massaging the hard bud till it again stood erect, my orgasm starting to build all over again!
From deep in my body, erotic sensations radiated out through my nervous system, like waves cascading on a beach. My orgasm built then subsided, then built again. Over and over my orgasm arrived and then like a wave on the beach flowed back, his masturbating fingers keeping a steady pace.
Waves were breaking on the shoreline of my body, the climax recedes as its dragged back out to sea, only to return stronger to crash over my body again and again. A finger probed at my rectum, my overflowing lubricant and oil making it easy for the finger to delve deep inside my rectal passage.
A thumb stroked the rim of my anus; the feeling was surprisingly erotic! The digit inside me now started to stroke the inside of my anus; the feeling was different but good, pleasurable.
The finger inside my rectum came together with the thumb playing with my anal rim.
The finger and thumb rubbing the sensitive tissue between them!
The sensations at the entrance to my rectum along with the slow ministrations on my clit brought me to another orgasm. My sixth, seventh or eighth climax (I’ve lost count) I just came! It pulsed through me; my body twitching as a dopamine overdose again flooded my brain! Bringing a feeling of extreme euphoria!
Instead of a cataclysmic climax, this orgasm just kept coming. My vagina just kept contracting and pulsing and throbbing; I could feel my vaginal walls clenching inside me. My anus pouted uncontrollably gripping the fingers probing my rectum! I had truly gone past multi-orgasm to a continual climatic state!
The orgasm just kept coming, female fem juice seeped from me, running down over my perineum lubricating the fingers fucking my arse, before forming a small pool on the massage bed!
As he slowly stopped massaging my clit and removed the fingers from my bottom, I slowly came down from the most magnificent orgasm I had ever had in my life.
My clitoris was still erect and wanting more attention! I had become a nympho! I needed more! As good as that orgasm had been it had not sated my sexual appetite! I needed another earth-shattering climax! I was addicted!
The fucker moved closer, positioning himself between my thighs, the monster between his legs jerked up and down and waved from side to side, slapping the inside of my legs!
Lifting me by the quads, he skewered me on the muscle. I squealed in ecstasy as that monster of a cock, plunged deep into my body. We were both now unaware of what was going on around us. But as he was balls deep in my pussy we were brought back to earth, as the door to the ladies changing room swung open!
It was the receptionist!
Checking to see if everyone had gone, she had locked up and was on her way out. We apparently hadn’t realised what the time was, and you know what they say.
Time fly’s when you’re enjoying yourself.
She stood there, with a word on her lips that would not come out. Then it did.
“What’s going on? You shouldn’t be here, we are closed now, and I need to leave?”
To be continued in part two
(The unwilling Participant)
Body Combat is entirely the work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed within are the work of the author’s imagination. And any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locations is entirely coincidental.
Published by: Smugcat Media October 2019
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