This evening the club was full with people and the music was incredibly loud. Everything was going great, especially dancing with him. It was incredible, our dance felt like a magic play and it actually made me feel really horny. That’s why I hoped that he had understood my hidden intentions when I whispered in his ear (actually the music was so loud that I had to almost yell) that I have to go the bathroom.

Luckily just before I entered in the women’s bathroom, with the corner of my eye, I noticed him following me. He entered in the bathroom immediately after me and didn’t hesitate to lock the door. He stepped forward and wrapped me with his arms as we started kissing. Then almost suddenly and not so gentle as it started, he grabbed my arm and twisted it, forcing me to turn around with my back towards him. Holding me like that, he forced me to the sink and pressed my body against the wet surface of the top surrounding it. My dress started getting soaked with moisture. The soaked fabric created a cold chilly feeling on my skin which somehow made turned me on even more.

Despite the dim lighting of the toilet, I could see him in the mirror. He leaned forward. At first, he kissed my lower neck and then continued kissing me upwards.

“I want you to remove the straps of your dress.” His whisper sounded almost like an order in my ear.

I don’t know why or how, but I obeyed. I was 32 years old back then, and I haven’t experienced something like that. The straps fell off from my shoulders. Without loosing his grip, he used his other hand to skillfully unbutton my bra and rudely pulled it off from my body, before throwing it in the garbage bin just under the sink. My gorgeous firm tits flashed in the mirror.

“Now lift you dress” this time it sounded a lot more like a clear order.

At this point I was so horny and impatient, that once again for my surprise, I complied with his request. With my free hand I lifted up the wet fabric of my dress. His strong hand ran across the length of my thighs a few times exploring this new territory. When he reached my labia, he gabbed my panties and pulled them with such force that the fabric immediately broke.

His fingers dug into my slit, testing the wetness of my shaved labia. He fucked my leaking pussy for a while. I started to grow impatient and I am sure he sensed it, but intentionally decided not to satisfy my eagerness by stuffing his cock in my pussy. Instead, he continued sliding his fingers in and out of my vagina for little while longer.

“Fuck me” I moaned softly

“That’s my intention” he replied and suddenly stopped teasing my pussy and in one thrust shoved two of his well-greased fingers in my asshole.

I gasped, shocked from the sudden intrusion. Maybe if we weren’t in one of the bathrooms of the loudest club in town, someone could have heard my cry of surprise even outside in the corridor.

“Interesting, you seem a little too surprised. You haven’t been fucked in the ass before?” he asked his question in between a few kisses on my neck. I nodded in agreement. Indeed, I did not have anything in my asshole before the intrusion of his fingers.

“I understand. Try to relax yourself. I will change that now”

I don’t know if he knew the meaning of the word “relax”, but he didn’t leave me anytime to accommodate myself to what is happening and started playing with my sphincter, slowly making circular movements with his fingers in my asshole. Just when I thought it wasn’t so bad, he forced third finger inside and reached even deeper.

The expectation has already made me feel impatient. Finally, he was satisfied with the preparation and unzipped his pants. For a brief moment, before he positioned his cock at the entrance of my ass, I was able to see it. It was already rock hard with some precum oozing from its tip, and oh my god, it was an enormous cock. In the very next moment, he slid it between my ass cheeks and with one sudden and merciless push shoved his all length deep inside my rectum. I received only a few seconds to accommodate to the fullness in my asshole, before he began fucking me. At first, he started with very slow and confident movements, but after only a few thrusts he became more aggressive. At one point he grabbed my pelvis and started forcing it on its cock with full force. At one point he even, put his hand over my cunt, shoved a few fingers inside and used it as a handle, this way increasing the strength of his penetration. I’ve never received such brutal treatment and yet somehow, I liked it and in a matter of few minutes, the extreme stimulation made me have really strong orgasm. As soon as the pleasure effect of the anal orgasm just had, wore off, I felt weakness in my legs. He didn’t seem to care and continued thrusting for a few more minutes until finally his cock erupted and filled my colon with his semen.

“What’s your job?” he leaned forward and whispered the question in my ear.

“What?” at first, I thought I haven’t heard well, after all it’s strange to receive such question just a few seconds after you were coerced and fucked anally.

“I am asking you what’s your job?” he repeated his question.

“I have a small company”

“So, we can assume you are a businesswoman” despite he said it with a smile, I felt something strange.

“I guess so.” I agreed

“Nice, that’s good, but you are my anal whore now. Do you understand?” at that moment I realised that he still held me and his softening cock was still buried in my asshole.

I hesitated to answer, but anyway it didn’t seem that he needed any affirmation on my side. Moreover, he withdrew his cock and reached out and took my torn panties from the sink top. He tried to use them to wipe his cock clean, but the small piece of fabric was not enough. Irritated he immediately folded the thorn fabric into a ball and with two fingers pushed it inside my fucked asshole.

“Get to your knees” he ordered

I complied.

“Open your mouth” he insisted.

I guess I have already answered without words on his previous question. I opened my mouth and he slid his cock inside it. You can guess that the cleaning session, actually made him rock hard again. Unlike the first time, he ejaculated a lot faster, but he didn’t care to warn me. Moreover, just before his climax, he forced my head down on his cock until I could feel the pressure on my tonsils. He held me like that for a few seconds while he was discharging his sperm directly in my throat.

“You look good like a obedient anal whore.” he zipped his jeans.

I got on my feet, and reached to adjust my dress.

“Wait” he took out a piece of paper from his rear pocket and quickly wrote something on it. „It’s an address. If you are interested, I will meet you there in one hour. And if you decide to come, don’t you dare taking out those sweet panties from your asshole or putting your bra back on.” He left the message by the sink and walked out.

I looked myself in the mirror. My make-up was a mess. I adjusted my dress back to its original position just a few inches above my knees. I looked down to the garbage bin to take out my bra and I saw the paper that was left for me one minute ago and it came to me.

What the fuck do I do now?