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Hannah always had a hard time getting into the clubs. Even though she was 21,
she looked 19, if not younger. Sometimes it was tough to convince them even
after seeing her valid ID.
Tonight she waited in line at the Torque Round club, fanning her face with her
ID and wondering what kind of trouble she would have tonight. She'd never been
to this club before, and decided to give it a try. It was a hot night, so she
was wearing almost nothing. A mini skirt that barely did the job; a white,
scoop-necked t-shirt that gapped, showing off her smooth, flat belly and
dainty pumps that showed off her long, shapely legs.
At the same time, a tall, dark fellow worked his way to the front of the line,
stopping to chat with this person and that. He finally stopped and talked to
Hannah. He introduced himself as Mark, and said he could get her inside
without her having to wait in line. She was suspicious of this older, but
distinguished-looking guy, but welcomed the thought of getting into the club
without an argument.
Mark smiled to himself when she consented to go in with him. "Come with me,"
he said. He looked at her appreciatively, admiring her long, dark hair as he
took her hand and led her to the front of the line.
"Hi Dirk," Mark said as they neared the front. The bouncer nodded them in and
they entered the dark, smoldering atmosphere of the Torque Round. The
insistent beat of the music pounded their senses and Hannah looked around,
wanting to take it all in. Mark pulled her along with him as he made the
rounds; saying hi to people he knew, ordering them drinks, and making his way
to a table in the back.
"Thanks for getting me in," Hannah said uncomfortably, wanting to go off and
explore the club herself.
"Sure, no problem for a lady as lovely as yourself."
"I need to use the restroom." It was a lie, but she figured if she could get
away from, she could sneak back out of the restroom without his noticing and
blend in with the crowd.
"Come with me, you can use the restroom in my private office," he said, to her
chagrin. Apparently he was the manager or the owner or something. 'Well, this
is turning out just great,' she thought. 'Now I'm stuck with this guy for the
night.'
"Ok, thanks."
She followed him back to the door marked "STAFF" and followed him through.
They went down a long hall and up some stairs, then down another hall and into
an office. "It's over there," he said, pointing at a door at the back of the
office.
"I'll be right out."
When she came out, he was stretched out on his couch. "Come over here. What's
the matter? Do you think I get underage girls in here without an ulterior
motive?"
"I'm not underage," she said. "I have ID."
"Yeah, so does half the population of the 18-20 year old demographic around
here; that doesn't make them legit. 18-20 year olds are not allowed in
establishments that serve liquor. But I will let the occasional hottie in if I
think she can prove she's worth it."
"Well, like I said, I'm not underage." She was getting kind of nervous now,
this guy was really creeping her out with this talk. But in a weird way she
was getting turned on. She could tell he was used to getting what he wanted
and that kind of power attracted her. Still, she couldn't let him know that.
"I said come over here. Or I'm going to have to call the police and have you
removed for being underage. What's it going to be?"
Playing along, she walked over to him, trembling but excited.
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He motioned for
her to sit down near the middle of the couch on the edge. He was stretched out
across the couch, but kind of propped up on the arm.
He took her purse out of her hands and set it down. "Just relax. You're going
to like this, I promise."
He slid his hand up under her shirt and began carressing her breasts. Softly
at first, one then the other. Then he began pinching and rolling her nipples,
which were already hard. "You like this, don't you?"
"Yes."
"You're a very nasty girl, aren't you?"
"Yes," she said, closing her eyes with shame and lust; wanting him to corrupt
every inch of her body.
He took her hand and put it on his bulging crotch. She instinctively pressed
against it and began rubbing it with her palm. He let out a slight groan and
ran his hand up the inside of her leg.
"Yeah, you like that a lot."
He reached up under her skirt and pushed the crotch of her panties aside. She
was already moist and his finger slid easilty between her pussy lips.
She let out a soft, breathy moan when his finger found her clit and began
slowly circling it. She unzipped his fly and freed his hard cock, which was
bigger than she'd seen in her limited experience. "Oh my God!" She was a
little surprised and a lot excited.
"You're a nasty little bitch aren't you? You knew why I got you in the club so
easily and you know you wanted it. I should punish you for acting so coy."
"Yes! No! Please don't punish me. Just fuck me!"
"Ok, get undressed and I'll let you get on top. You can do the fucking, since
you are the shameless, nasty whore."
Hannah couldn't figure it out. She'd never been like this. Had never been
turned on by nasty, degrading talk. But here she was stripping her clothes off
in a frenzy and as horny as she'd ever been.
When she was through undressing, she saw he was seated upright on the couch,
right in the middle. He pulled her over to him and she straddled him, one knee
on each side of him on the couch.
He grabbed her ass, one flank in each hand, and gripped tightly. He held her
just over his cock and moved her hips around slowly and excruciatingly. She
was in torment. She was in the position of control, yet he was really in
charge; physically overpowering her desire to impale herself on his cock.
Soon, she was looking for any stimulation she could find and grabbed his head,
pressing his face to her breasts. He began licking and sucking, flicking and
devouring. When he could hold out no more, he yanked her body down on top of
his, impaling her in one swift and sure movement.
She screamed as his cock filled her and he began raising and lowering her over
and over. She grabbed the back of the couch for balance and ground her clit
against his pubic mound as he pulled her down again and again. She soon
realized that he had removed his hands, and that it was SHE who was humping
against him like a wild animal; screaming and pushing his face into her
breasts.
Soon, she felt the head of his cock expand and then explode, sending her over
the edge into her own orgasm in a gale of pants and moans.
After it was over, she sheepishly got dressed while he watched.
"Come back when you're 21. You're comped."
He smiled as she walked out the door, drained and confused.
"What the hell just happened?" she asked herself, as she took her place among
the zombies at the bar.
"Barkeep, I'll have a rum & coke."
THE END
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