Hardcore Anal Fucking Happens at Wild Bar Night

Hardcore Anal Fucking was a wild surprise for me!

It was one of those late, wild nights with four of my girlfriends. We’d been bar hopping all over town. Anya, a friend from college, had just called off her engagement. Another friend and I had just gotten out of failed relationships, so we were all celebrating and drinking our troubles away that night. We went to the Boca Joe’s, a trendy club on State Street that we used to go to during more optimistic times. I was craving a wild hook up, but quite frankly I wasn’t expecting the hardcore anal fucking I was going to receive!

I needed to be fucked so badly. My most recent ex-boyfriend was a total loser, a mama’s boy, and a waste of space; spending years with him was probably the biggest mistake of my life up to that point. But one of the worst aspects of our relationship was the sex, which was tedious and mundane. He’d never, ever made me scream or beg. It was a straight vanilla snooze-fest. Certainly, there had never been any hardcore anal fucking. In spite of that, I never thought about cheating on him until the very end.

I was still in my horny early 20’s and ready to grab one of the guys at the bar and fuck his brains out.

I felt sexually ravenous as I walked into the club. Because of that, I started making eyes with one of the guys pretty quickly. He and one of his friends walked up to us and offered to buy us drinks. Taller than any of us girls, I felt him towering after me on our way to the bar. We started talking. This guy was handsome, a charming smooth talker, and he smelled amazing. He wore a black jacket and looked solidly built. A peek at his trousers revealed a sizeable bulge. I thought: “God, he’s packing!” His cock was perfect for intense, rough sex – including hardcore anal fucking.

I was wearing a short skirt and a pair of panties, growing wetter by the moment. After a few tequila shots, he came in a bit closer. He put a hand on my upper leg and moved it further upward. As fingers touched my inner thigh, his hand ran up my skirt, and I instinctually opened my legs for him. His fingers pulled my panties aside and penetrated deep into me.

I looked around, embarrassed, the bar was dark and full of people, but my friends saw us from a nearby table; one of them cheered and laughed. I felt so taboo, so naughty. He kept finger fucking me until I felt I was about to cum right there at the bar, surrounded by people. Next, something changed, and he stopped.

His fingers left my dripping pussy, and danced around, lower this time.

I opened my eyes wide, looking at his mischievous smile. Then, he shoved a finger in to stretch out my asshole. Finally, I understood that he wasn’t fingering me for me to make me cum. He was lubing up his fingers to get me primed for hardcore anal fucking! It went in deep, and I just loved it. I had never done anything as wild as this, but I knew what I had to do. Finally, I grabbed him by his shirt, and pulled him to the women’s bathroom.

Next, I pushed him into one of the stalls, where he sat on the closed toilet with me riding him cowgirl style. I pulled up my skirt as he unbuckled his belt. His cock shot out, rigid and throbbing. I immediately sank down on it, riding him like an animal in heat. Once I made sure his cock was lubed enough, I stood and turned around.

I pulled up my skirt again and shook my ass, tempting him with hardcore anal fucking.

He stood, grabbed my hips, and pulled me down onto him as his cock began sinking into my asshole inch by inch. Once it was entirely in, he grabbed my hips with both hands and began to pound. Thrust after thrust, I could not stop moaning. Next, he started circling my swollen clit as he fucked me from behind. I had never experienced pleasure like that, it drove me insane, and I began climax. It was my first wild, screaming orgasm in years.

After, he kept fucking me, pounding my ass roughly until he was close. Finally, he drove me to my knees on the floor in front of him, and exploded, covering my face and chest with thick ropes of his cum.

Leaving the bathroom, he gave me a note with his number. I didn’t even look at it. I want him to be still that stranger who gave me a hardcore anal fucking like I was a whore in that bathroom. If I find him again, good. If not, I’ll need to try as many men as I can.

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