I didn’t usually go out to bars. The noise bothered me. But ever since Mindy dumped me for some guy with a huge dick, I was lonely, and I was tired of beating off. I washed my genitals thoroughly and went to a grungy bar. I saw a hot blond piece making out with a guy with a lot of hair product. She wasn’t wearing panties, and he fingered her vagoo. I thought she’d go back to his place to get inseminated, so I ordered a drink.
I zoned out for a while. Being around people was stressful. Then a goth tapped my shoulder. She said, “What are you, some kind of faggot?” I stammered and looked at her hot gothic tits. “The gay bar’s down the street, faggot!” “I’m, I’m not -“ I said as she rolled her eyes. She grabbed my arm and started walking toward the bathroom. “We’ll see,” she said.
We walked past some dudes to a stall in the men’s room. Immediately she began a game of tonsil hockey as she unbuttoned my pants and removed my cock. I had an erection. “You like my fuckin’ tits?” she said as she yanked her top down to expose her hot jugs. I flicked my tongue over one of her nozzles as she jerked my pecker. “Bite it!” she said. I bit it gently. She tugged my prick hard and said “Harder, faggot!” I bit down on her nipple as hard as I could. She seemed to like that because she pulled up her dress to reveal her waxed snapper.
“Shove it up my fucking cunt!” she demanded. “But I don’t have a condom,” I stammered. “Fine, shove it up my ass.” She turned around over the toilet, spread her legs, spat on her hand, and smeared the saliva on her rosy shitpucker. “Stretch me out,” she said. I put the head of my peckeroo by her forbidden hole but she swatted it away. Rolling her eyes again, she used two fingers from each hand to pry open her anus. “It’s not that hard, dumbfuck.” She withdrew her fingers, which had no shit on them, and braced herself against the wall again. I put my fingers in her warm rectum and began pulling. She moaned and I smelled the distinct aroma of anus. My penis throbbed.
I spat on my hand, wanked my dick for a second, and inserted it in her forbidden hole. Then I began fucking it. She grabbed my hand and put it on her sperm trench. “Jack me off while you fuck my shitpipe!” she demanded. I rubbed her clit with my contaminated fingers. After a few minutes, her anus clamped down around my prick. “Ohhhh fuck!” she exclaimed. Then she opened the stall door.
“Thanks, faggot,” she said. I stood with my cock hanging out in full view of half a dozen other dudes. “What?” “Now you have a nice story to tell your friends. Go jack off in the urinal, you fuckin' homo.” She pushed me out of the stall. A guy near the towel dispenser went in. “Come on, you big stud,” she said. “Make my asshole cum.” I weighed the embarrassment of jerking my shitstained cock in public over the blue balls I’d have on the way home. The other guys looked at me with contempt as I began interfering with myself. I tried to concentrate on the sounds of the other guy deep-dicking the goth slut’s colon. I never went to that bar again.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/2cuje3/the_bar_bathroom_mf_anal_anal_fingering_verbal