A night at the Bar - Sex Stories

A night at the Bar

... was swollen and red as was her ass from the severe punishment she had endeared for her pleasure. She was then walked back into the bar – still nude and dripping with cum – and sat on a stool leaning against the bar. Now she was subject to the vagaries of anyone walking bar to take whatever pleasure they wanted from her. It is not known as to ho many took a turn on her at the bar, but after the first few some began to leave tooth picks in a pile as they finished, by the end of the evening there were dozens of picks in the pile. After a good many hours of this it was decided that it was time to head for the car. We moved out the back door but were followed by a small crowd. As we reached the car a large black man grabbed her by the still naked waist, lifted her to the hood, and without so much as a word pulled out his ebony wonder and pounded her just for good measure. In due course at least eight more had her in a likewise manner until she could no longer stand. She sat in the front seat of the car and continued to suck the cocks of man after man as they wandered out of the bar and cued up for a turn. Finally we headed home, she fell asl**p in the seat in her glorious bare and cum covered self, as we drove across town with the top of our convertible down. I made a point of slowing to allow the lights to turn red before I reached each intersection that had someone waiting at it. Those who could move after the shock of seeing her sitting there nude were allowed to feel and grope her as she laid there in a near u*********s state. By the time we arrived home she had more hand prints on her than a cheap bottle of wine in an alley full of bums. She slept the rest of the night and well into the next afternoon. When she awoke she was stiff, sore, and sticky. After a meal and a shower she came out to the living room, plopped onto the couch, and said “so what's on for tonight?”