by Kemp, Jane
They sat talking at a front table while the current girl, Lushious, danced on stage. Kitty watched them and thought how odd it was that they didn’t even glance in Lush’s direction, and she was worth some notice, tall and black, with a body that had curves that qualified her moniker. Still, the two sailors just kept chatting. The only time they looked up was when they were scanning the club, for what? Her? She wasn’t sure, but she thought that had to be it.
Suddenly, there was some clapping and hooting and Lush was jumping off stage to work the sparse crowd for tips and to possibly score some lap dances. Then, she was being announced and there was no more hiding from the creepy duo.
She jumped on stage, wearing her little schoolgirl skirt and her schoolgirl top knotted under her ample breasts, while her long legs were covered with knee high white socks and on her feet were the sweet little tennis shoes. She also kept her blond hair in pigtails and kept her make-up to an innocent minimum. She had always looked younger than her age and even now, at twenty-five, she looked barely legal. It was something that could be annoying at times but also worked incredibly well for her as a dancer.
As she started to move, swaying in a self-conscious girlie manner that slowly got more brazen, she instantly noticed her two admirers staring intently at her on stage. Whatever had been worth discussing during Lush’s act had been tabled when she appeared. She felt their eyes travel over her in a way she had never experienced with any other customer, and stranger still, she felt an excitement build in her that she never felt when dancing. She felt herself performing more sensually, actually targeting the two sailor boys, smiling and blowing kisses and winking at them in a way that would have made her shake her head in wonder if she had seen another dancer doing it.
Finally, she had gotten down to her thong panties and nothing else and just as she was about to do her finale of a handstand into overhead splits that rolled down to the floor, she switched entirely and simply went into the splits, but bounced her ass up and down right in front of her two lover boys. She ended by arching her back and laying her head on the floor behind her, leaving her tits pointing to the heavens while she gave them a wink and blew them a kiss. Then, she was being announced again and she knew her set was over and she bounced back up and dropped off the stage to work the crowd that Lush had just hit before her.
What had she just done? Why had she acted that way? She had probably just made a bad situation worse. She shrugged and moved out into the room, plastering her winning little girl smile on her face while she cooed and wooed the patrons. Whatever she had done was done and nothing to be taken back now.
She saved their table for last, not wanting to confront any complications that she might have created with her overly flirtatious performance. But she was pleasantly surprised when she got to their table. They weren’t leering jerks or arrogant pricks, but sweet, gracious boys, and again she found herself getting excited in their presence. They gave her a nice tip and she thanked them but, for some reason, she didn’t offer them a lap dance or a private session before moving on to the next table.
It was late when she made her way out of the club to her car. She had never liked having to fiddle with keys and everything while the quiet dark hung around her. Her hands shook tonight as she put the key in the lock and opened the car door, and she made herself laugh at her nerves as she tossed her stuff over on the passenger seat and then climbed into driver’s seat and shut the door.
She didn’t have the most glamorous car around, but it had been a cheap purchase when she had bought it used three years ago. She just told people she was a truck girl at heart. Her truck had an old camper shell on it, something she had been meaning to have taken off because it looked like something a guy named Cooter would drive, but it was hard to find the time and energy to deal with one more thing. So, now she sat and felt the empty space behind her like a weight, and she started the car quickly to fill the silence with the engine’s rumble.
She was on a side street just a block from her home when she saw the head pop up from the back and screamed. Her hands momentarily forgot to steer the car and it swayed over the late night road until she made herself fight through her fear enough to get control of the car and pull it to the side of the road and turn it off.
Her first thought was to run, but they were both grabbing her and pulling her over the seat into the back before she could do anything. Once they had gotten her back there, they seemed dumbfounded about what to do next, just sitting hunched in the small space and staring at her. Suddenly, she was angry, absolutely furious and she started yelling at them, not thinking about her safety, just feeling a need to scream. “What the fuck are you dickheads doing? What do you think is going to happen? Are you two fucking mental?”
The two sailors shrugged and looked at her nervously. Then the tall one moved up to her and put a hand on her face. “We just want you.” And then he pushed her to the floor.
Her breathing was speeding up and her heart was pounding like crazy as he started undoing his pants and pulling them off. His friend was already undressed she noticed and she saw the size of his cock and gasped. There was no way she could handle that thing, or anything else that was going on. She began to struggle again and the naked friend leaned over and pinned her arms. His face was just above hers and he smiled and then, he leaned down and kissed her.
The touch of his lips sent a wave of confusing sensations through her. Her anger and fear was making her tremble, but his mouth on hers and the sight of these muscled men made a strong desire rise up in her that took her breath away. It had been so long since she had been with a man. It was just so hard to find a good man who wanted her for more than just to say he was dating an exotic dancer. Now, all choice was being taken away from her and she found her body was controlling the show.
The tall sailor had managed to get undressed by now, and was shifting her legs around as he moved between them. The room in the back of the camper was limited, so they were hunched and stuck with making shuffling movements. He reached up to the waistband of her sweatpants and yanked them down, leaving her naked below the waist since she never bothered with panties after a show. She tensed as she expected to feel him inside her at any moment, but instead, he leaned over her and ran a hand over her breasts through her shirt. He smiled as her nipples hardened and shared a laugh with his friend. “Well, I don’t think she’s as angry about this as she’s acting.” He tweaked both nipples again, drawing a whimpering moan from her that made him smile even bigger. “Yeah, I think you need this, don’t you, baby?” He twisted her nipples hard and she cried out, but her body felt electrified and her pussy was beginning to flow with her juices.
Now, he began to shift around again until his lower body was between her legs and his cock was pressed down on her bare mound. He began to move his hips around almost as if he were teasing her, making her ache for his hard shaft to be inside her. Angrily, she moved beneath him, trying to knock him off balance, but she only managed to push against his cock and help it slip between her slick folds.
She gasped as she felt her pussy slowly being filled with his hard cock and she stopped her struggles and made herself lie very still in order to not add to the sensations his cock created as he began to thrust inside her. But it was a useless exercise because her body was just too ramped up to ignore the stroking of her g-spot with each thrust. She moaned as he moved on top of her, and she felt her orgasm getting closer with each stroke.
His friend now grew tired of just holding her down apparently because he let her arms go to take hold of her head and turn it. Gripping the sides of her head and lifting slightly, he pushed his hard shaft up to her mouth and thrust, pushing past her weak resistance and filling her mouth and throat completely.
Her eyes flew open wide as her air was cut off and she began to beat at his thighs as they pressed down on her, trying to make him stop and pull out. Even as she panicked though, she couldn’t ignore that her body w
Then, the sailor in her pussy pulled out and then, her mouth was empty as well. They both grabbed her and rolled her onto her hands and knees. The sailor who had just been in her mouth now slipped his toned body beneath her, making a sharp chill go through her body as he pressed against her breasts. Finally, she felt him maneuver between her legs and then, he thrust upward hard and pushed into her throbbing pussy, making her cry out as she felt her juicy cunt being filled again.
She was so overwhelmed that she didn’t at first pay attention to the other sailor as he started to play his fingers around her asshole. But as he slipped one and then two and then three into her tight hole, she began to struggle, pulling forward and moving her ass in an attempt to avoid his fingers. Finally, his fingers disappeared and she relaxed a little, though she was more aware of her surroundings than she had been.
It didn’t matter though, because no matter what she had done, it wasn’t going to stop the guy from taking her ass. She knew it the moment she felt his strong calloused hands on her hips as he pulled her back hard. She screamed as he pushed the head of his cock between her ass cheeks and pushed hard against her little puckered hole. She felt him slowly pushing in, making her ass open for him. With short, hard thrusts, his cock made its way past the resistant ring of muscle and slid the rest of the way in, filling her more completely than she ever had been in her life. The sailor beneath her increased his rhythm as he felt his friend’s cock slip into her ass and soon, both of them were gripping her sides and making her move and bounce between them as they fucked her two holes in a quickening rhythm that made her body tense and spasm and then, finally explode with a powerful orgasm that made her hands slip on the floor of the cab and sandwiched her hard between the two men.
They felt her pussy and ass clenching hard around their cocks and she felt them swell inside her as they began to thrust wildly in her two holes, groaning loudly each time her body squeezed around their thrusting shafts. Their bodies rubbed against hers as they pressed her between them, the guy on top practically falling on top of her as he got closer and closer.
Then, she heard the guy in her ass grunt and thrust deep into her tight hole as his cock throbbed hard and then spurted, filling her little hole with his warm semen. She felt his cock throbbing in her ass and her own orgasm started humming through her again as the guy below her began to struggle and shift around. Finally, he pulled out of her pussy and managed to pull his body up so that his crotch met her panting mouth. Grabbing a tight handful of her hair, he pushed her face down as he thrust upward and forced his cock deep into her throat. She gagged as she felt him spurt hard into her throat, filling it and giving her no option but to swallow the salty load. As his cock finished, he pulled her off and to the side, freeing her mouth and her ass from their still throbbing cocks.
She lay there breathing hard, tasting the semen of one sailor and feeling the sore throbbing of her ass where the other had fucked her virgin hole so hard. The two sailors collapsed beside her, their heaving chests pressing against her front and back in rhythm to her own ragged breathing. Slowly, their breathing slowed and quieted and they shifted up and away from Kitty as they found their clothes and got dressed. The small space meant she felt them bumping into her as they maneuvered their bodies to pull on their shirts and pants and she closed her eyes to not have to watch them.
When they were finished, the tall one shook her by the shoulder and smiled shyly at her. Taking a wad of money from his pocket, he put it in her hand and curled her fingers around it. She gripped the large amount of money and shifted onto her elbows to look at the two. The tall one bent over to give her a kiss on the cheek, as chaste as a date at spring formal. “Thanks a lot. We already paid your manager, but Kyle and I wanted you to have a little something for yourself. You deserve it. You don’t know what this means to us, you know, before we ship out and all.”
Kitty smiled at them gently, feeling a warmth flood her that wasn’t solely the result of their recent activity. “No problem. I mean, I admit it was an unusual request and we girls don’t always go for this kind of thing but, well, I wanted to.” She sat up and gave them each a brief kiss. “Now, dismissed, sailors.”
They smiled and nodded and thanked her again as they opened the cab of her truck and slipped out. She waved and laughed as they waved back and stumbled over each other, making their way to a car parked on the curb across the street. Then she reached up and closed the cab and got dressed, all the while thinking that she would do just about anything for the men who served her country. After all, her brother had served and given his life and she wasn’t about to turn her back on his buddies.
She climbed into the driver’s seat and started off, happy with how things had worked out. She was especially thankful that the two had not ended up being the problem she had first thought they might be. A lot of times, the patrons at the club would just approach a dancer directly and try to get her to pimp herself out for a flimsy wad of cash. She should have known that these two sailors would do it right. She felt a twinge between her legs that radiated from her ass to her pussy and made her shift in her seat. Oh, they had definitely done it right.
TAKEN IN THE PARK
(A Reluctant Anal Public Sex erotica story)
by Jane Kemp
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press
Cover image by Russell Marleau
Tara heard the dog barking at the door, his signal for a needed potty break, and buried her head under the pillow. Louis didn’t know his owner was actively trying to ignore him, and so he trotted into her room and commenced barking from close range. “Ugh, Louis, I will take you out, just give it a rest.”
Eventually, Louis won and, at the healthy hour of five thirty in the morning, Tara was getting into her jogging pants and a t-shirt to take her little tinkler to the trail to let him do his business. She was not a morning person and she groaned when she saw it was still dark outside. “God, Louis, I think you must be a masochist.” His only response was to turn and pant as he wagged his stubby tail so hard his hindquarters shook with it.
Yawning, she tried to talk Louis into moving his functions along a little faster. “Come on, buddy, give me a break. I have the night shift tonight.” She worked as a bartender so, really, every shift was a night shift, but she couldn’t really be blamed for not being aware of this after three hours of sleep. “Louis, just fucking pee, already.” She jangled the leash in her hand and then jerked it, taking off in a rapid walk and making her little Schnauzer move his stumpy legs rapidly to keep up with her.
It was peaceful in the park right now and she felt her senses dulling and then going into slumber as she stood yet again by a clump of bushes as her buddy sniffed out an ideal place to do his business. Thoughts of just dropping the leash and letting the little fluffball make his own way home ran through her head, but she shook them off and began walking briskly again, trying to keep herself awake.
They were heading into the central turn of the park where the trail ducked between two towering lines of trees, when she heard the first shuffle behind her. Suddenly, her eyes were wide open and her heart was beating fast as she scanned the trees and the path behind them, looking for some masked madman out for blood. Louis, who had just found the perfect spot and had begun to relieve himself before being jerked away by his owner’s sudden movement, whined piteously and tugged at the leash to return to his Shangri-La. Finally, convincing herself that she was just hearing things, she sighed and turned on Louis. “Dang it, mutt, go to the bathroom.”
Then, she almost jumped a mile as a faint rustling in the trees suddenly became a large form with white fangs and furry hackles headed right for her and her little Louis. Screaming, she started running down the trail and then seemed to faintly remember something about not running from a rabid animal, that it made them even crazier. Turning back around and skidding to a halt, she yanked Louis’ leash so hard he yelped. Reaching down and scooping him into her arms, she watched the animal approach.
As the large form came into the light, she saw it was another dog and that it was trailing a leash. It had slowed down and stopped as it got near to them, and Tara watched it begin to cautiously sniff the air in their direction. Suddenly, all her fear evaporated and she dropped Louis to the ground to begin making her way cautiously toward the other dog. “Hey, sweetie, are you lost? Did you lose your owner, baby? Come here, come on, that’s it.” She kept up the baby talk until she was within reaching distance and then she slowly knelt down and reached forward to grab the dragging leash.
The dog seemed to lose all its fierceness once its leash was in hand again, and Tara was able to pull it to her and study the tags on the collar. “You’re Galahad? Is that right?” The dog began wagging his tail and sniffling at her face, his strong dog breath making her choke a bit. “Yeah, okay, well, let’s just see what we can do about getting you back to your owner.
No longer sleepy, Tara began moving back up the trail, pulling both dogs along as she searched around her for a missing dog owner. Louis was giving the new dog a wide berth and was constantly tugging backward on his leash in an attempt to put even more distance between them. Since Galahad seemed to want to play and was moving toward Louis at every opportunity, Tara’s progress along the trail was slowed to a molasses crawl.
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