It was Saturday night and once again I was going out on the town with some of my friends. I was just out to have a bit of fun, have a few drinks and a laugh, and to dance the night away. I didn't have any intention to get picked up, just to have fun with no complications.
I am 5 feet 4 inches tall with long wavy blond hair that hangs a couple of inches below my shoulders. I am quite good looking, slim and with a firm 36C chest. I get plenty of attention, which I enjoy a lot. I was wearing a red sleeveless top which had a low front, giving an ample display of my breasts and just revealing the edge of my dark red bra. My white knee length skirt pulled tightly over my ass, and the delicate lace of my thong was just visible through it. I love the effect this has on guys. As I walked I could hear the 3 inch heels on my white shoes clicking loudly on the paving stones. A small white leather handbag was hanging on my shoulder, bouncing off my hips as I walked.
As we went into the bar I noticed several groups of men checking out me and my friends. I enjoyed the attention and made sure I walked with an extra sway to my hips as we went over to an empty table near the dance floor. This was certainly somewhere we would all get noticed. We ordered cocktails for the first round of drinks, keen to get the night going as quickly as possible as well as reduce those inhibitions a bit. I could see guys around the room checking out my butt and whispering to each other as they stared. I would occasionally flash them the odd glance and laugh to myself as I thought of the mesmerizing power I had over them. What they would give to touch my skin, kiss my thick red lips, and get me into their beds.
After another cocktail Clare took me by the arm and pulled me onto the dance floor. My mind was caught up in the music as I twisted my body in time with the beat, lifting my arms up and gyrating my hips. I noticed several guys moving towards the edge of the dance floor, staring at my body as it moved seductively.
Suddenly I felt a pair of hands squeezing my ass. Over my shoulder I could see a guy with a wide grin on his face as he caressed my butt cheeks. I thrust my hips towards him, pushing my ass into his hands. Slowly turning around he put his hands on my hips and I danced infront of him. His eyes were wide with desire, his mouth contorted into a smug grin and the bulge appearing in the front of his trousers was growing steadily. I could see jealous looks from the guys gathered around the edge of the dance floor.
As the song finished I realized this may get out of hand, gave the guy a quick kiss on the cheek and headed back to our table, much to his obvious disappointment. His boldness still got him a round of high fives from his friends as he returned to their table.
After another cocktail I needed the bathroom and asked Clare and Susan to come with me, so the three of us headed for the ladies room. When we got there they took the last two vacant stalls so I had to wait until they had finished before relieving myself. By the time I was done they had just finished adjusting their makeup and said they would meet me back in the bar. I refreshed my makeup, adding some mascara and more of the lovely deep red lipstick I had bought that day, then adjusted my clothes and started off back to the bar.
As I left the ladies room I was looking down at my feet and never saw the guy until I walked straight into him. I bumped into him with quite a shock and quickly looked up into his face. He was a tall man, well over 6 feet tall, with short blonde hair, deep piercing blue eyes and a very wide chest that seemed to expand to fill the entire width of the corridor.
For a brief moment I started to think how nice it would be to be held in his strong muscular arms, but then I remembered the pain of my recent split with Adam and that snapped me back to my senses.
"Oh, excuse me." I said as I tried to step around to the side of him.
He stepped across so that once again he was blocking my path. A big smile spread across his face and immediately I started to feel uncomfortable. I could feel a cool breeze on the exposed parts of my breasts, and what felt like a long skirt before now seemed needlessly short. I tried to get passed him once again and moved to the other side of him, but before I could get around him I felt a pair of hands grab my arms from behind, pulling them tightly behind me.
As I tried to turn around and look over my shoulder to see who was there the door to the disabled bathroom was thrust open infront of me. Before I could react I was pushed forward and through the door. I stumbled into the middle of the room with my arms still firmly gripped behind me, then I was pulled backwards as my captor backed against the wall. Two other men followed us into the room, shutting the door behind them. My heart sank with fear as I heard the terrifying click of the lock being turned and I realised that I was trapped in this room with three strong, powerful men.
The tall blonde man stood infront of me, the same grin etched on his face. My arms and shoulders were starting to hurt from the pressure being put on my elbows as they were held back. My hands were trapped between my bum and the man behind me, and I could feel his hard cock through his trousers. I tried to pull my fingers out of the way but I couldn't, and moving my fingers just made him more excited.
I looked across to the other guy by the door. He was a red headed man, about 5 foot 6 inches tall but very stocky. He was laughing to himself as I watched his gaze move down my body, pausing to stare at my tits, and then my ass, before moving back up and staring into my eyes. He was dressed entirely in black, his T-shirt, trousers and shoes. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded in front of him. His mouth was opening and closing slowly, chewing a piece of gum.
Suddenly I could feel fingers touching the side of my chin and my attention was quickly drawn back to the blonde guy. He slipped his fingers under my chin and slowly lifted my head up and stared into my eyes.
"What a beautiful girl you are, and one that can really move her body in the right way, if what you were doing on the dance floor is anything to go by."
The other guys in the room both laughed, but with deep throaty laughs that conveyed a sinister edge. I tried to back away but just ended up pushing my ass into the guy behind. I could feel his breath on my neck.
The blonde guy slowly moved his hand from my chin, sliding it along my jaw and around the side of my neck, gently brushing my ear. He slipped his fingers into my hair as he wrapped his hand around the back of my head. I couldn't take my eyes away from his as I stood there trembling. Suddenly he plunged his lips onto mine. I could feel his tongue pushing at my lips desperately trying to get into my mouth, but I kept them tightly shut as he rubbed his mouth over mine. Suddenly he clenched his fingers in my hair, pulling it tightly. The pain in my head made me open my mouth and his tongue was thrust between my wet red lips. He kissed me hard, rolling his lips over mine and searching out every corner of my mouth with his tongue. He held my head firmly so I couldn't get away from this oral onslaught. His body pushed into me, crushing me between these two men, unable to move and helpless to resist.
His other hand caressed my breast, squeezing the soft flesh and massaging my nipple through the thin lacy cloth of my bra. He continued to kiss all around my mouth, and I could feel his firm cock pushing into my stomach. After what seemed like hours he finally he pulled away and left me gasping for breath.
He then moved his head forward and planted his lips on my neck. Still with a firm grip of my hair he began to caress my neck with his mouth, lightly drawing patterns with his tongue and occasionally nibbling at my ear lobes. Then he started to suck hard on my neck. I tried to push him away from me by pushing my shoulders forward but it had no effect.
