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Jay's Action Night
By Simon Peter
The place was crowded and it was loud. Jay looked around him taking in the scene. He had heard about this club from some of his mates in college. They had all promised him that the place was the best. Jay was not too impressed by the loud noise but he did enjoy the beat of the music and the lights.
The clientele was varied. Most, however, were young, around his age and in their late twenties. The pulse of the club was contagious, and Jay found himself moving to the music as he sipped on his beer at the crowded bar.
The girls were lookers, to say the least. The boobs, the butts, the supple female bodies were all around him. The guys were equally attractive. There were some guys that were openly gay, some even making out, dancing and kissing and grinding. This was not really Jay's preference, but he did feel some groin tingling as he watched. He had had a guy go down on him when he was in high school a few years back. He loved it while it lasted and the load he shot into the guy's mouth was humongous. But later he chided himself for letting the guy suck on his cock. After all, Jay was not gay.
His groin tingled, whether from the music beat, the beer, the chicks, or the guys making out, Jay didn't really care. He was enjoying his time on this night out alone. Sex was on his mind, of course, like all young hot-blooded guys and he had just got out of a relationship. He breathed the air of freedom.
Jay reflected: he had come here to see if he could get laid. Would it be one of the girls at the bar? Sure enough, he was getting looks from a few of them.
Jay wasn't bad looking. Actually, he was quite handsome at 5' 9", slim body, light tan hair. Without clothes, Jay was also quite impressive: mildly hairy, especially in the middle of his chest, with thick pubes, fuzzy butt and balls, and hairy thighs and legs. His dick was cut, erecting at just short of seven inches, with a thick shaft and a round mushroomed knob.
The place was getting more crowded, but Jay didn't feel closed in because of the high domed ceiling.
Also, the non-smoking ban had helped in keeping the air breathable in spite of the sweating bodies.
Two girls were eyeing him, sitting at the bar. They were cute and Jay was tempted to walk over to them and start something. But another person caught his eye at the other end of the bar, a woman.
She seemed a bit out of place among all those young people, perhaps around 30-something.
Jay returned the gaze, studying the woman. He was wondering. She was probably a married woman looking for some fun with a college stud. That suited him fine. She looked hot, different from the crowd. Her hair was done up in curls, her make-up accentuated her lips and her angular face. The face didn't look totally round and feminine, and Jay thought that maybe this was what attracted him to her.
He turned to watch the dance floor. Two guys were dancing, very close, actually grinding and barely moving to the music. One of them had his shirt off, displaying a teenage-looking torso. The other was more macho, with a moustache, muscles and all. Jay watched with fascination as the macho guy turned his lover around and started dancing back to front. The young guy's chest was completely hairless, shaved?, but very young-looking. The macho guy had his arms around the young guy's waist and was rubbing the smooth chest up and down as he bent and kissed the side of the young guy's neck. Jay was aroused. The dance was very erotic.
But Jay was not gay. That was what he thought, at least. He wondered. The image of the kid back in school sucking on his dick came back to him, and he was aroused more. The macho guy was running one hand over the young guy's crotch, who appeared to have developed an erection inside his tight sweats as he ground his butt onto his partner's groin.
Jay looked back at the woman at the bar. She was still gazing at him, but now with a smile. He returned the smile and raised his glass in greeting. The crowd around the bar increased and he felt bodies pressed at him, calling out for drinks. He even felt crotches pressing on his thigh.
Yes, Jay was aroused. The male couple on the dance floor had turned to face each other, now frenching, with the macho guy cupping the young guy's ass. Jay was erecting. Was it the gay couple?
Or was it the woman at the bar?
Jay slid off his bar stool and fought his way through the crowd, again feeling the pressure from boobs and crotches. He was totally into it now, ready for action.
"Hi," he greeted the woman loudly over the noise as he was shoved against the bar by a couple-boy and girl, this time-grinding and kissing.
"Well, hello, honey," the woman said, her smile widening showing an almost unnatural white set of teeth. Her voice was somewhat gruff, which wasn't what Jay had expected. He envisaged in his mind a soft, feminine, almost feline purr. But the gruff voice made the woman more mysterious, therefore more appealing to Jay.
Already, Jay's erection stretched the fabric of his jeans snaking along his thigh. For once, he thanked the crowd for hiding his arousal which would have been embarrassing otherwise.
Jay stood squeezed beside the woman, almost pressing on her thigh. She had on a very short skirt, showing her legs, which were covered by a fishnet pantyhose. Her boobs were big, the cleft showing through her open-neck blouse, and Jay drooled.
It was difficult to hold a conversation in the club, which by now had reached a crescendo. But Jay immensely enjoyed the proximity of the woman, who after a few tries was able to tell him her name, Viola.
Jay thought, Viola couldn't be her real name. She was definitely here to get laid, incognito, with her husband probably away on business. She definitely looked sensual. Jay made, as if by accident, letting his hand rest on her thigh. She looked at him and smiled, giving him a wink and a pout from her lips. He felt encouraged and massaged up and down, working his hand inside her thigh and up under the skirt.
Jay was feeling very frisky. He almost reached her crotch when she shifted and pulled his hand out from between her thighs, with a no-no-you-naughty-boy admonishing look on her face. Jay loved that. This woman could keep her ground and Jay appreciated this in a woman.
Also with the difficulty of getting himself heard, Jay asked Viola if she would like to dance. When she stood up, Jay was amazed. Viola was almost a head taller than he was. Of course, she was wearing the highest of a double-decker heeled pair of shoes. But still. Jay felt intimated... and excited.
On the dance floor, Jay felt stymied by this woman. He was also hopelessly aroused. He wanted her badly. The dancing couples around them, straight and gay, pressed on them, and they pressed on each other. Viola's breasts were right at Jay's upper torso. He knew that if he just bent his head downward, he would be able to lick into the inviting cleavage. She also smelled heavenly, unlike her overdone make-up. She was pressing and grinding on him, feeling his inevitable erection at her thigh. He almost shot a load.
Jay felt Viola's arm around him pulling him closer and tighter to her. He felt the strength of her arm around his neck. He felt her body looming over him, as if overpowering him. How would it be like to lie with this woman, in a bed, naked? On top of her, fucking her? Or better yet, watching her huge body riding his cock as he lay on his back? Fuck, he almost exploded in his jeans.
"Let's go somewhere more comfy, honey," Viola suggested, and Jay couldn't have agreed more.
They exited the club and Viola reached for Jay's hand and led him down the street.
"My place is just around the corner," Viola said.
Her place? Wasn't she married? Jay felt a shiver of fear. He could be railroaded. The woman's grasp of his hand was forceful, pulling him behind her. Fuck, she was aggressive, and his dick, which had softened after they left the club, erected again. He ignored any sensible thinking and followed his sensual desires.
They entered a dark hallway of a building, up the stairs one floor, and into an apartment that looked more like a room in a brothel rather than a married woman's home. The mystery of Viola thickened and Jay's arousal increased. This was no usual fuck session. This was going to be an experience. Jay's heart raced and his cock throbbed.
Viola made them drinks. Jay watched her butt. It was enormous. He wondered what it would be like to stick his cock between those cheeks. Could he go anal with her? He had never fucked ass. What was it like? Certainly not like pussy. Images of anal fucking from porn flicks he had watched over the Internet were very erotic. With the woman bent over, and the man, with an unusual horse-dick towering over her, forcing his huge cock into the tight hole, Jay almost creamed as he fantasized using Viola like that.
She came back with the drinks and sat next to Jay on the sofa. Immediately, Jay placed his hand on her thigh. Fuck! He could feel muscles, not the usual soft flesh of the girls he had made out with. His heart beat faster. Viola was going to be quite a fuck.
Jay bent over and worked his tongue into Viola's cleavage, cupping one of her breasts. She clutched his hair and pressed him tighter onto her ample chest. His hand had moved up her thigh and he was already at her crotch. He tried to move his finger under her undies to reach her pussy, but he couldn't do so. The undies were extremely tight around her thigh. Her bulge also felt a bit bulkier than what he was used to, and Jay's heart raced with the thought of huge pussy lips engulfing his cock.
Viola pulled him away and forced him on his back. She pulled off his jeans and briefs in one movement and went down on him. With both hands placed on his chest, pressing him down, she took his cock into her mouth. His whole cock disappeared inside her mouth. He was amazed. Usually girls choked even when only half of his shaft entered their mouths and pressed on their throats. But Viola took him deep, her heavy breathing filling his pubic area. This was no married woman, Jay thought as sensations shook his body. No married woman sucked cock like this. Viola was a pro cock sucker.
Jay reached down and kneaded the enormous butt cheeks, also feeling them to be somewhat muscular and firm.
Viola sucked and slurped. When Jay felt close to cumming he asked her to stop. He needed to fuck.
"Oh, Honey," Viola crooned in her gruff voice, her red lips moist with spit and pre-cum. "You are so cute."
She took off her blouse and her tits flowed out like two huge melons. Jay buried his face inside them, with the faint perfume scent, now mixed with sweat, filling his nose. Viola was now in her panties.
Jay needed to get in there. His cock was throbbing, on the verge of explosion. He just wanted to bury it in Viola's pussy.
Jay reached for the panties waist band and pulled down. Viola was kneeling next to him.
What greeted him blew his mind.
"Whoa," Jay exclaimed sliding back to the edge of the couch. An 8-inch cock, hard and glistening, sprang out of the tight panties, freed and threatening.
Viola smiled at Jay and moved onto him.
"Wait, wait, Viola," Jay croaked as the huge cock brushed his face. "What? You're a guy!"
"Oh yea, honey," Viola gruffly said. She, or he?, held Jay by the head and brought his face to the man- cock straining out of a woman's crotch.
Jay tried to move away, but somehow, he was mesmerized. A fucking cock! Right there in his face. In a daze, he opened his mouth and the man cock invaded the opening. The taste was incredible. He had eaten pussy, but nothing was like this. His lips stretched and stretched as the monster cock disappeared inside his face.
Viola pumped. Jay gagged and coughed. Viola pressed harder, deeper. Jay choked. Viola pressed more, as if the cock would never get to the base. Jay couldn't breathe.
"Oh, fuck, honey," Viola crooned. "Is this your first cock? Never sucked cock before?"
Jay could barely shake his head, his mouth full, his jaws wide open, his eyes tearing. Viola pulled out and Jay coughed spit and pre-cum.
"Strip, honey. Let me show you a good time."
She-he-wanted to show Jay a good time. Please define a good time, Jay screamed into his head as Viola stripped him naked. She turned him on his belly and pinned him under her. The strength of the woman! Jay couldn't move. Viola was so much bigger, stronger. Now that he knew that Viola was a "he" Jay understood the muscled body, the gruff voice, the body size.
Viola's cock was between his ass cheeks. That wasn't what he considered as fun, but he couldn't move. He was surprised at the conflicting feelings coursing throughout his prostrate, helpless body.
Jay screamed as the monster cock pressed on his fuck hole, stretching the muscle, forcing entry. Viola rode him with force, her full weight on top of him. Even with the globs of lube Viola dribbled into his crack and on her-shit, HIS-horse dick, Jay was in incredible pain. Oh, God! He was getting fucked by a woman! With a dick!
Viola penetrated and drove into Jay. Jay almost passed out. The pain was unbelievable. With his ass full of cock, Jay tried to breathe, tried to accommodate the hugeness of the tool inside his body. He was being ravished-by a woman!
When Viola finally shot her load into the condom inside Jay's ass, Jay had already ejaculated twice into the couch under him. As she pulled out, he felt an emptiness he could not describe. Amazingly, the pain had receded as the fucking proceeded and the pleasure set off all of Jay's senses. Also, amazingly, he was sorry that Viola had pulled out her cock. He giggled inwardly: "her cock"! If that didn't beat all.
Jay had come to the club earlier this evening for some action. He now lay on the couch, on his belly, head buried into a cushion, ass stretched wide after being fucked, his sticky wetness under him.
That was definitely some action, Jay smiled to himself. Before the night was over, he promised himself he was going to fuck Viola!
Did he? Would Viola offer ass? Interesting.