Bathroom Slut

Sarah was out at a bar with her boyfriend, Adam. She was wearing the new dress she had bought earlier that day. It was a little more risque than she normally wore, a black figure-hugging thigh length number that showed off her curves. Sarah was 27 with large breasts, a small waist, big hips and a curvaceous bum. She was worried the dress made her bum look too big, but Adam assured her that she looked hot. He insisted on her wearing her new dress out to the bar for drinks that night and Sarah had agreed, reluctantly.

When they arrived at the bar, Adam insisted they sit up on stools close to one of the bartenders. What Sarah didn't realise was that he had purposely done that to show off her long bare legs to anyone walking past them to get to the bar to order drinks. When they received their drinks, Sarah felt the bartender's hand brushed against hers. She looked at him and blushed. He was handsome, tall, with dark hair, and looked like he worked out but wasn't overly muscled. Sarah hadn't noticed that she had been staring until she heard Adam's voice call her name "Sarah? Are you even listening to me?"

"Oh, sorry Adam. I am listening." Her face reddened more.

"See something you like?" Adam smirked.

Sarah could feel how hot her face was. She excused herself to use the ladies room so she could splash some water on her face. Not all of the redness was caused by embarrassment, she knew her cheeks turned red just from drinking. Sarah stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes, trying to take deep breaths and shake off the attraction she felt towards the bartender. She was a faithful girlfriend, especially as her and Adam were exclusive and had been together over three years. Sarah thought to herself "It's ok to feel attraction, as long as I don't act on it." What she didn't know was that the bartender had followed her to the bathroom and was watching her.

She had closed her eyes, her hands resting on the basin, willing her body to relax so she could get back to her date with Adam. Sarah had just started to relax and calm down when she felt someone behind her. Sarah immediately opened her eyes and saw in the mirror that it was the bartender! Sarah started to panic as the bartender pressed his body firmly against her back, she could feel his big hard cock pressing into her back. Sarah tried to move, but he was so strong and had her pinned with her stomach pressing into the bench in front of her. "No, no, no, no, no, NO." she cried. "Please don't do this." The bartender ignored her and clamped a hand over her mouth to stop Sarah from screaming. His other hand slid down over her shoulder and down inside her dress to grope her boob.

"I saw the way you looked at me back at the bar" he said. "Sluts need to be taught a lesson".

Sarah was horrified to discover that her body had responded to his touch and she was getting aroused at being groped by this stranger in the bathroom. The bartender's fingers were circling her nipple, making it grow hard, sending tingles to her pussy. He pinched her nipple and Sarah's body betrayed her by relaxing into his touch. He sensed the change and removed his hand from her mouth, warning her that if she screamed, he would hurt her. His hand slid down over her body, fingertips brushing across her neck, briefly rubbed over her other breast, and continued to move down until his fingers reached the bare skin on Sarah's thighs. Sarah couldn't help but let out a moan.

The bartender's hand moved slowly up Sarah's leg, under her dress until he felt her wetness. "You really are a slut, aren't you? Only sluts don't wear knickers."

Sarah protested "I didn't put knickers on because they show under my dress, and I'm wearing this because Adam asked me to. You know, my boyfriend!"

He replied with "well you shouldn't have been checking me out all night instead of him," and continued his assault on her body. He was kissing her neck now, still circling and pinching her nipple with one hand, his other hand was rubbing against her wet mound. The bartender's knee pushed between her legs to open them and give him more access to her. As her legs opened against her will, the bartender shoved two fingers inside her pussy. Sarah moaned again and her body, again, betrayed her by pushing back against him as his fingers roughly pushed in and out of her wetness. She felt an orgasm building deep inside her, despite her feelings of not wanting to cheat on her boyfriend and not wanting this man to fuck her.

Oh she was so close to orgasm when he stopped. She was so stunned, she didn't even move when he released her. To her horror, she realised he was unzipping his trousers and then he was lifting up her skirt, up over her pert round bottom. His hands held her hips firmly as his cock pressed against her wet hole. Sarah tried to protest and say that he shouldn't fuck her without a condom at least. "Sluts don't use condoms," he said as his cock pushed inside her. He started thrusting, long hard thrusts inside her. Sarah surrendered and moaned, thinking to herself that it would just be one time and surely Adam would forgive her as she had no choice.

She felt her orgasm building again, "Oh god, I'm cumming," she said.

"Only sluts orgasm on a stranger's cock," he smirked as he released jet after jet of cum deep inside Sarah. Once he had finished, he slid his cock out of her, zipped his trousers up and left. Sarah was left reeling about what had just happened.