As I stood at the bar gazing out at the dancers moving their bodies against each other, I felt a rough whisper in my ear.
"Don't turn around. And don't fight me. And you'll have the best night of your life." His sandpaper growl and his next words raised goosebumps on my flesh. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you're gonna scream and beg me for more. Then my buddy's gonna fuck that wet pussy, too."
With that, I felt his body press up against my back, his breath in my ear, and his hand slowly travel up the back of my thigh. His callused fingers quickly dipped inside my (now) sopping wet panties. And I felt, more than heard, a low, mean chuckle.
"Such a little slut, aren't you? Can't wait for two cocks to pound you at once?"
He roughly grabbed my arm - even that sent shivers of anticipation along with the fear rippling across my body - and started to steer me out of the crowded bar. I had yet to see his face, but the sound of his voice had my nipples tightened into hard little buds poking against my dress. I just wanted to turn around and rub my pussy on him as soon as we got out the door of the club, but I didn't get the chance. As soon as I felt the humid night air hit me, I felt another set of rough hands quickly grab me from behind and blindfold me. After the scarf was securely tied, those hands trailed down my neck and sharply grabbed and twisted my nipples through my dress.
I arched backward, trying to get either one of their mouths onto my neck or mouth for some sensory satisfaction.
"Not yet, you hot little bitch. You want it so bad, doncha?" the new voice of the blindfolder sent more chills of longing down my body. They seemed to center and end at my pussy, and I could feel my own wetness running down the inside of my thighs.
Two sets of hands then shoved me roughly into the backseat of a car. One hand jammed roughly into my pussy with two fingers and gave a hard rub. I moaned, and my body arched into a taut bow.
"Please," I whispered. I wasn't sure if I was whispering for them to stop or to continue touching me.
They knew, though.
"You just want me to rub that wet little slit of yours, don't you? You slut. All you can think about is cumming right now."