A literotic sexstories: Wrong Place, Wrong Time by Cybrgigolo ,
Did this story on another site as a fantasy request. Has been a long time since posting anything here – thought I would share.
4:08
Could this day drag on any longer? Lauren sat back in her chair and let out an exasperated sigh. 0.63 cents an hour raise doesn’t make for weeks like this. She brushed her dark wavy hair off of her olive skin tone face. She knew this week was the exception to the rule. It just all seemed to hit at once and all she wanted was for the weekend to get here and to go out with her friends and blow off some steam and start a new week on Monday. A little dancing some drinks and if the right guy came along well then maybe something else.
It was the typical night out with the girls, Lauren and her two co-workers and the new girl. She shouldn’t really say new as Tracie had been working there for 5 months now, but she was new to Lauren and her friends. She seemed decent enough even though she wasn’t from the best part of town. She was slow to warm to anyone and had only been hanging out with Lauren, Beth and Tina for the last month. This was the first time they decided to ask her to do anything that wasn’t done during work time. Tracie was a little reluctant but agreed to go out after being teased by the trio of girls.
4:27
This day just seemed to drag on! Finally 5 o’clock hit and Lauren couldn’t get out the door fast enough. They had all agreed to meet at an upscale club on the north side of town. Tracie’s beater car hadn’t been running well and asked Lauren if she could pick her up as she was the closest to her apartment. By even being the closest it was nowhere near her neighborhood but she agreed to pick her up especially after teasing her to come out with them all. Lauren showed up at Tracie’s place at 7:00pm. She couldn’t believe that she lived in a dumpy place like this. She had a good idea what Tracie made for an hourly wage and all but also figured she was younger and just starting out so didn’t want to push things too much until she got used to being on her own.
Lauren walked to her door – she was wearing not too short of a skirt, just above mid-thigh, a silk blouse that she had unbuttoned showing off her C cup breasts a little. No hose as her olive skin always looked awesome. She had a couple of extra pounds but nothing that didn’t keep her from looking hot and turning heads when she wanted too. Tracie answered the door wearing a black cocktail dress that if she didn’t know any better Lauren would have sworn she bought just for this occasion. Both the girls had high heels on and smiled at each other and made comments as to how great each of them looked. A few minutes later and they were off.
They got to the club just after 7:30 and found Beth and Tina there. They ordered some food before the crowd got there and hung out for a bit talking about the week and all. Soon after that the crowd started to show up. The night was going much of how they planned. A couple of different groups of guys showed up and bought them drinks, they danced and were having a decent time and all. Tracie kind of sat back – Lauren could definitely tell this wasn’t her usual environment even though she danced a few times with some of the guys there. The girls switched to a different club a couple of blocks away and it was much the same. It got to be midnight and Tina said she was getting tired and Beth agreed. Odd as they have definitely stayed out later than this. Lauren was hoping it wasn’t because of Tracie they’d called it a night.
On the drive home Lauren and Tracie talked and Tracie told her if she wasn’t ready to call it a night she knew of a place that always was rocking and had something going on for the weekend. Lauren didn’t want to seem prudish or anything even though the area they were heading to was a part of town she wouldn’t normally go and figured that Tracie was out of her comfort zone for the first part of the night. And what the hell, she definitely wasn’t ready to call it a night and what could go wrong ya know? It was a public place after all and she was sure it had bouncers and whatever else – it could be fun to try something new.
As they pulled in it was definitely not the clubs that Lauren was used to. If there was an open slot there was a car in it. The cars all looked like Tracie’s car as well and her newer Honda definitely stood out. There were people standing around smoking and drinking beer and it didn’t smell like cigarettes they were smoking. She couldn’t believe that there were no police anywhere to be seen.
When they walked in it was more of the same except louder. There was a band playing and as Tracie said – the place was definitely rocking. They made their way through the crowded bar and Lauren definitely felt out of place and immediately knew how Tracie felt earlier. They got to the bar and ordered a couple of drinks. Tracie told Lauren to wait there and she would be right back.
Lauren almost spit her drink – she was leaving her here alone?? Not wanting to seem afraid she smiled and nodded and watched as Tracie disappeared into the crowd. In her nervousness her drink was going down pretty quick and then she ordered another one to replace that. Where the hell did Tracie go she thought to herself – yeah the bar was crowded but there couldn’t be that long of a line to piss could there? Lauren felt someone brush up against her and quickly spun around. She saw the biggest black man of her life standing there. She stood 5’8″ And was closer to 6 foot with the heels on – this guy was at least a foot taller than her and must have weighed 350 pounds. She stood there fixated on the giant man that said nothing. She felt a tap on her shoulder and was relieved to think that Tracie was finally back. As she turned around smiling a cloth was placed over your nose and mouth and that was the last thing she remembered.
Tracie returned soon after Lauren had disappeared to find her drink still there and figured that she went to the bathroom herself. After she finished her drink she started to get concerned she wasn’t back. Maybe she went home? Tracie knew she wasn’t comfortable in the bar or outside.
It wasn’t 15 minutes later and Lauren started to wake. Her head ached and her vision was very fuzzy. She could hear the band still but the sound was definitely muffled. Like she was in a back room or something. It was dark though and dimly lit – maybe she was in a basement she thought as her head was clearing a little. She looked around and sat up – well tried to sit up. Her chest didn’t move but an inch before she started to notice everything else around her as well. She was on a sofa of sorts – like a long ottoman. Her arms pulled back tight over her head and tied off. He legs were spread on either side of it and tied as well. there wasn’t much room on the side of it – wide enough for her body and maybe 8 inches on either side. The more she started to notice her situation the worse it got.
Where was her blouse, her bra? OMG! Where was her skirt? All she had on under the sheet that covered her was the thong she put on earlier. As she started to panic she started to scream. When she did that she heard footsteps behind her and quickly had a rag stuffed into her mouth. As she struggled against her restraints and tried to scream some more her face was slapped – and again – until her screams were sobs.
“What’s a stuck up bitch like you doing down in this neighborhood? Doing your good deed for the year trying to help the poor folk out?!” the gruff voice asked. “You and your friends avoid this area. Tonite you are going to know why. We are going to show you what you and friends only read about in some cheap ass book!”
“We” she thought? She only heard the one set of footsteps and then she heard more – several more. She looked down and saw a shadowy figure standing between her legs. At that she felt the sheet pulled from her body and then the man came closer to view as he leaned over her. She felt someone pull her thong to the side and then felt the strangers cock press against her opening,
“Not very wet yet bitch! I will fix that!” He growled at her. The smell of cheap liquor on his breath she felt him push hard into her. She wasn’t wet, she wasn’t aroused and his cock burned as he pushed deeper into her. He didn’t care that she wasn’t ready – he was. He started to fuck her – harder and faster. She could hear voices and other noises she couldn’t quite make out over the heavy panting of the man raping her. Her pussy burned from the invasion and then it happened. He pushed deep into her and came – no condom as she felt his cum spray inside her. He slid out and came again – coating her walls and then his cock slid in easier,
“She’s wet and ready now!” he shouted as he moved off of her. He walked to her face and pulled the rag out of her mouth. Lauren gasped for air and her mouth was dry. He put his hand on her throat, “Now you be a good spoiled slut and lick me clean! No biting bitch or you’ll be in a bad way!”
Lauren almost wanted to laugh – “I will be in a bad way??? WTF?! Did he think him just raping me was a good way?” She meekly complied and opened her mouth as he pushed his cock in til she gagged. The grip on her throat weakened and she felt another man between her legs and his cock going inside. God this couldn’t be happening. After him was another and then another – each one fucking her and her tasting both of their juices as she sucked each cock clean. She heard the band stopped playing and the bar grow quiet – yet there she lay still getting relentlessly fucked. After the 8th man she started to get her mouth fucked at the same time as her pussy – not just cleaning up. They filled her gaping cunt almost every time. A couple pulled out and jacked off onto her body. A couple of the ones in her mouth came across her tits instead of in her mouth.
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