Bar Storage Room

I spotted Marcia in the crowed bar, I grabbed her hips pressing against her from behind. Without turning around she can tell I’m much taller than her. My hands are large and hot with thick fingers that dig into her flesh. She stood paralyzed pressed against the bar with the crush of bodies crowding the place. She has been waiting 15 minutes for a drink and is ready to give up and leave. The night is a bust since none of her friends have shown and there is little male talent to speak of. Marcia has glossy dark brown shoulder length hair. At 5’7″ with B cup breasts and long shapely legs. For a 33 year old divorced woman, she looks hot crammed into a tight miniskirt that stretched precariously across her ass. She wore a slinky tank top minus a bra since gravity hadn’t yet taken it’s toll. Wearing so little is risky but feels deliciously bad. Thus far she has avoided many unwanted advances already finding no males to her liking. Marcia hate crowded places anyway and now someone is taking advantage of the situation invading her personal space with an insulting level of confidence.

I unabashedly press my massive erection into her lower back. Despite the potential she feels in the size of the organ burning hotly against her. She prepared to elbow me squarely in the balls. ” You want a drink?” I breath into her ear with a deep voice that stops her violent plans. She finally looks back to confront this cocky prick and is met with my cool gaze. She shook off the tremors she feels throughout her body enough to direct a level glare at me that she hoped displayed her disapproval of the liberties I’m taking. I responded with a smile as I turn her around to face me. Her eyes are barely level with my lips despite her 4 inch heels and any protests she had made were silenced when I laid a finger against her lips. ” Shhhhh, just follow me.” I palm her ass with one hand and I lead her through the crowd to a door hidden in a shadowed corner. With a motion I open the door pulling her through into a storage room. ” I’m part owner.” I told her as she hears the unmistakable click of a lock sliding into place.
She finds her voice, ” So where’s my drink?” She asks trying to stay calm despite being locked in a room with a older man in a very noisy bar that will certainly hide any screams.

” Look around.” Her eyes adjusting to the dim overhead light as she realized there are stacked boxes of beer and liquor. The room is slightly chilly as if the AC is turned up. Her nipples became hard as rock as a shiver passes over her from the combination of temperature and apprehension. ” I’ve been watching you sulk at the bar for a while now, you get stood up by your boyfriend?” Marcia debated telling me, she has been divorced for four years but maybe an imaginary boyfriend will lend some protection since she has no intentions of rewarding me for my behavior so far. ” He ended up having to work late.” She stammers as she grabbed a nearby bottle of wine and cracked it open.
She took a drink and said, ” Thanks for the drink but I need to get home.” ” I think you can stay a bit longer,” I said walking towards her. Realizing she managed to stick herself in the far corner, her eyes darting around looking for an escape. I outweigh her by at least 80 lbs. She thought maybe she can talk her way out of this. I’m standing directly in front of her eyeing her up and down.

” I don’t know what you think you’re going to get from me but I assure you it’s not…” I close the distance grabbing her around the waist as I press my lips to hers silencing her and taking advantage of her open mouth darting my tongue in. She kisses me back briefly before planting her hands on my chest pushing me back. I didn’t move, kissing her deeper and sliding my hands down to squeeze her ass. She pulls her mouth away to say ” I can’t.”
” Oh I think you can. Your divorced, have no boyfriend, and have not been fucked in a long time.” I said as my hands move to the top of her thighs sliding back up under her skirt to her bare ass finding a lack of panties.
” I won’t,” She stammers. ” I think you will.” I growl as my fingers delve lower between her ass cheeks grazing her pussy lips feeling the moisture gathering despite herself. My mouth closes over hers again silencing her protests. My hand moves deeper and lower, fingertips parting her swollen pussy lips as I move the other hand between us up under her blouse finding her nipple hard.

Marcia caught fire under the assault of my hands sighing into my mouth pressing her body to mine. The bottle slips from her hand pouring its contents on the floor without breaking. There is a similar deluge pouring between her legs as I gather her juices with my hand, using the lubrication to circle her clit until it swells before pushing 2 fingers into her feeling her tightness. A moan escapes my lips as I lift her up onto a stack of boxes with her skirt around her waist spreading her thighs. Dropping down between her legs I press my tongue to her dripping slit delving in licking her hard and deep before sucking her pussy lips into my mouth making her body convulse. she didn’t notice I had undone my pants until I stood back up pressing my swollen cock head against her opening. The head is as big and purple as a juicy plum and I rub the precum leaking from the tip all over it before pushing forward inserting 2 thick inches causing her to shriek at the invasion.

There is 7 more and she knew I intend to bury the whole thing into her quivering cunt. I slide back and forth teasing her with the tip and getting myself fully lubricated. Her hands reach out to unbutton my shirt, delaying the inevitable. Marcia is distracted from the fact she is letting me penetrate her unprotected. I pull her flimsy blouse over her head as I lower my mouth to suck her nipple making her unconsciously push forward taking more of me in. As my teeth bite down I push deeper and her head rolls back. Marcia has never felt so full. I reach the deepest parts of her and keep pushing. Her head snaps up as she took in the sight of my monster cock stretching her farther than she thought possible. 3 inches is still outside of her as I start thrusting in and out. Marcia bit her lower lip to keep from screaming as pain increases from the forcefulness of my strokes. She is surprised that each time I move forward she is able to accommodate more until my heavy balls rest on her ass.

I stay like that for a moment reaching down to lick and nibble at her breasts. Her pussy starts clenching and releasing making me forget her breasts as I brace myself with my hands on the wall behind her, then slam into her like a jack hammer. Her orgasm had been building then crashes over her as she releases torrents of juice over me. My cock glistening wet as I said ” That’s what I wanted to see”. Her legs wrapped around my waist as my hands went to her ass as I slow my strokes. ” For a 33 year old divorced woman…You have a very wet and very tight pussy.” My pussy has never gotten so wet and has never been filled with a monster cock.” ” This pussy is mine now.” She came again screaming ” YES, YES, it’s yours, I’m yours!” She feels me getting thicker and knew I’m close. Suddenly reality hits her. ” You can’t cum inside me, I’m not using anything!” Suddenly I push all the way in as she feels me start to pulse as I groan releasing hot torrents of sperm into her.

Marcia feeling it filling her as I start thrusting again pushing the cum deep into her. The feeling of my thick cock shooting pushes her over the edge again screaming unintelligibly. She feels her pussy milking the last drops as I finish emptying my balls holding myself deeply again. I pull out slowly and she feels the cum dripping down her ass. My softening cock is still impressive and she can’t take her eyes off it as I tuck it back into my pants. ” Call me sometime. Here is my private number.” I said, kissing her again deeply. I toss her blouse to her before leaving and as she put it on she realizes she didn’t know my name. The door open as she pulls her skirt down standing on shaky legs hoping she can walk. I stick my head in ” I’m John.” ” Marcia” She answers. ” Pleasure meeting you,” I purr, with a smile and a wink, as I disappear back into the bar.

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