Lesbian Female / 41
My One And Only Time, My Most Intense Life Experience
There are things you do that later you can't imagine you would do them. What happened to me was because of my own poor judgement. I should have known better, I should have played safe, I should have... But I didn't, I got careless and it cost me. It's about a man forcing himself on me, so it that triggers you, sorry.
I was out with my girlfriend and we stopped by a club to dance. We weren't there to be picked up or dance with anyone, I liked dancing with her. Not always romantic, but dancing made us romantic. We danced for each other. As the dancing got more intense I took off my bra and danced shaking my boobies for her. She is a big booby girl and she bent over to put her face between my boobs, We kissed on the lips, we were in our zone, I wanted to tear her panties off.
The music changed vibes and I needed the bathroom. I went and the line was long, I thought I was going to pee my pants. This man stepped out of the handicapped bathroom, obviously not handicapped. We locked eyes and he held the door with a smile. I went in and he snuck in behind me. We tussled, he held me from behind, and smashed me up against the wall putting his hand in my pants. I lost control of my bladder and peed out standing there. He didn't take his hand away, he started humping me, hard.
I tried to keep his hands from getting my pants down, but I didn't. Up against that bathroom wall, my legs wet from peeing on myself, my wet pants down on my ankles, his penis found my vagina and as he pushed my face hit the wall over and over again. He came in series of hard slams against me. Then quiet, silence. His breathing heavy against my neck, still holding me, preventing me from pulling my pants up.
Somehow, I guess because he was against my naked butt, he got hard enough again to start to poke me. This time he went looking for my butt, he slipped it in my vagina and pulled it out and poked around my butt. I bent over further, opened my legs more, he went deep in my vagina and pulled out and went deep in my butt, deep, a complete fuck. Then slammed me against the wall again. Four or five, I think four, hard slams and he came in my butt. Only then did he release me to wash his dick off in the sink.
I pulled my pants up, cold wet, they felt awful. I couldn't help but keep looking into his eyes. This man that fucked me. He picked up my face by the chin before stepping out the bathroom and leaving me to fix myself up before going out to my girlfriend. She said she had come looking for me, the line was long but she didn't find me.
That night we went to my apartment because I needed to get out of my wet pants. She decided to shower with me. In bed she got me to talk about it, to describe to her what happened. She kissed me as I talked, I told her everything like I described above. When I was done she said poor baby, and took her time with me, kissing and tonguing me, including my butt hole. Many years later, when we were much older. The incident at the club a long ago story, she told me that if she ever got fucked she would want it to be that way. I mean, if a man fucks you it should count.
You are never supposed to say something like that, but the night I got fucked, it counted. She's always been jealous of me. She can only imagine it, she has not life experience of it.
I was out with my girlfriend and we stopped by a club to dance. We weren't there to be picked up or dance with anyone, I liked dancing with her. Not always romantic, but dancing made us romantic. We danced for each other. As the dancing got more intense I took off my bra and danced shaking my boobies for her. She is a big booby girl and she bent over to put her face between my boobs, We kissed on the lips, we were in our zone, I wanted to tear her panties off.
The music changed vibes and I needed the bathroom. I went and the line was long, I thought I was going to pee my pants. This man stepped out of the handicapped bathroom, obviously not handicapped. We locked eyes and he held the door with a smile. I went in and he snuck in behind me. We tussled, he held me from behind, and smashed me up against the wall putting his hand in my pants. I lost control of my bladder and peed out standing there. He didn't take his hand away, he started humping me, hard.
I tried to keep his hands from getting my pants down, but I didn't. Up against that bathroom wall, my legs wet from peeing on myself, my wet pants down on my ankles, his penis found my vagina and as he pushed my face hit the wall over and over again. He came in series of hard slams against me. Then quiet, silence. His breathing heavy against my neck, still holding me, preventing me from pulling my pants up.
Somehow, I guess because he was against my naked butt, he got hard enough again to start to poke me. This time he went looking for my butt, he slipped it in my vagina and pulled it out and poked around my butt. I bent over further, opened my legs more, he went deep in my vagina and pulled out and went deep in my butt, deep, a complete fuck. Then slammed me against the wall again. Four or five, I think four, hard slams and he came in my butt. Only then did he release me to wash his dick off in the sink.
I pulled my pants up, cold wet, they felt awful. I couldn't help but keep looking into his eyes. This man that fucked me. He picked up my face by the chin before stepping out the bathroom and leaving me to fix myself up before going out to my girlfriend. She said she had come looking for me, the line was long but she didn't find me.
That night we went to my apartment because I needed to get out of my wet pants. She decided to shower with me. In bed she got me to talk about it, to describe to her what happened. She kissed me as I talked, I told her everything like I described above. When I was done she said poor baby, and took her time with me, kissing and tonguing me, including my butt hole. Many years later, when we were much older. The incident at the club a long ago story, she told me that if she ever got fucked she would want it to be that way. I mean, if a man fucks you it should count.
You are never supposed to say something like that, but the night I got fucked, it counted. She's always been jealous of me. She can only imagine it, she has not life experience of it.
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