Dance Hall Whore (Gangbang Erotica)
Sonya has two great loves: clubbing and sex. But she's in for the surprise of her life when she meets a sexy stranger at her favorite club who wants more than a dance from her...and he's brought along a few friends. Sonya has never been gangbanged before, but she's sure to love it! More
Sonya has two great loves: clubbing and sex. But she's in for the surprise of her life when she meets a sexy stranger at her favorite club who wants more than a dance from her...and he's brought along a few friends. Sonya has never been gangbanged before, but she's sure to love it!
This M/F story contains group sex, oral sex, female ejaculation, and anal play. Due to its graphic content, it's intended for mature audiences only.
She went dancing to feel their eyes on her.
Sure, it wasn't the only reason. The club had cheap drinks and the music was decent -- hard, fast, and throbbing, the kind of music she could move to all night without stopping. The bouncers were nice enough; they never made her wait to get inside, especially not after her skirts got shorter and her necklines lower. She didn't socialize much when she arrived. Some nights she didn't speak to anyone at all. Sonya had one purpose and one purpose only for coming to this club every Saturday night, and that was the men whose eyes followed her every move.
Their eyes studied her like a book. Even when she didn't look at them, she could feel them moving over her body. Their eyes caressed every inch of her. Their eyes undressed her. Right there on the dancefloor, the countless eyes seemed to take her, penetrating her through the flashing lights and the slutty dresses she wore to entice them.
Tonight she wanted as much as she could get.
Tonight she wanted even more than that.
Though she'd only had one glass of wine, Sonya felt drunk already. Her body moved quickly and fluidly as she wove through the crowd. The flashing blue lights hypnotized her. Between her thighs, her sex pulsed with the music.
Men stared at her. Some licked their lips. Their eyes pleaded with her to just raise her skirt a little more.
Sonya only obliged that silent request when one found the courage to dance with her. The first one came to her without a word -- a tall, sexy guy who'd been watching her since the moment she'd entered the club. His smooth hair seemed to shine in the blue lights. His shirt was so thin that Sonya could see the hard lines of his chest through the fabric.
He made no pretenses at dancing with her. Sonya knew what he wanted. She pressed her body against his. She wore no bra beneath her dress, and her nipples hardened as the man pulled her to his chest. God, he was hard. She imagined him working out in the morning, shirtless, his muscles straining. She wondered what his muscles would look like in bed. Instantly, she wanted him on top of her, his hard arms holding her down…