It was 1987. I was married to my first wife and living in a small town in the south of Alberta. My wife and I had been invited to a costume party at my brothersā house in Calgary. As much as we would know nobody at the party other than Ron my wife was anxious to go so we agreed. She had decided to dress as Vampirella and I went as the bearded lady from the circus.
With my flowered dress and water balloon tits we went down to my brothersā rec room and met the other guests. Every one was introduced and I made my way to the bar anticipating another boring evening with drunken strangers.
As the night wore on one particular man seemed to find great humor in asking me to dance with him. His wife would laugh each time he would lead me onto the floor and we would dance together. My wife would encourage me on thinking it was a great joke.
He was much bigger than me, about 6ā2ā and close to 200lb. As we danced I could not help but notice the size of his hands and how they felt on my back. As the night wore on and the drinks continued he danced closer and closer to me until I was being held tightly against him. I could feel his chest flatten out my water filled breasts and his hips move tight to mine. I found that as each dance ended I started to look forward to the next time he asked me to dance, rekindling old desires that I had put away when I got married.
As much as I enjoyed his attention I was not prepared when he pulled me close and I could feel the unmistakable bulge of a hardening cock pushed into me. At first I pulled back from him, shocked and surprised. With a quick glance around to assure myself that no one had noticed I moved my hips forward into him. I was sure he could feel my cock harden against his as we danced and I felt him roll his now hard cock against mine, pulling me harder into him.
My first thought was how thankful I was that it was fairly dark in the rec room. How was I going to walk away with this hardon tenting the front of my dress? Did anyone notice this man grinding his cock into me? Fear overcame lust and I decided to keep as far away as I could for the rest of the evening. As the song ended he pulled me hard into him rubbing his cock into mine before letting go. With that I quickly retreated to the safety of the bar. My brother was playing bar tender and mentioned that we were almost out of ice so I volunteered to fill the bucket upstairs in the kitchen.
It was a relief to be out of there and have a few minutes to think of what had happened and get control of myself. I took the bag of ice from the fridge and began breaking it up in the sink when I heard footsteps behind me. I thought nothing of it until a pair of arms wrapped themselves around me and a hard cock was ground into my ass. He dropped his hands down to my cock and started stroking me through the dress and my underwear as he ground himself into me. His hands felt so good on my cock that I pushed my ass back into him hard, encouraging him, not wanting him to let go.
With one hand he suddenly pushed me over the counter and held me there while pulling up my dress with the other. I could hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down and started to panic. Next he pulled down my underwear and stepped back into me. I could feel his cock pressed up against my bare ass now, big, hard and hot and realized that if I didnāt stop him he wanted to fuck me right there.