PUBLIC SEX

Take Me Hard

The bouncer enjoys my petite body in the alley behind the club.

Being petite all my life has had its advantages and disadvantages. One significant problem was all through high school, guys thought that because I was so petite, I had to be treated like a porcelain doll during sex.

“Am I hurting you?”

“I’m not too heavy on you, am I?”

“Do you want to be on top instead?”

But one night, something happened that blew my mind and set the bar for sex for the rest of my life. It’s something I still think about at night while I masturbate. Or when yet another boring guy is making love to me, like he’s on a soap opera.

“Can’t let you in,” the burly bouncer at the door said.

“Why not?” I asked.

“Dress code,” he boomed. “Can’t wear denim shorts in here.”

“Bullshit. Is it because I don’t have a big pair of tits almost popping out my top?” I asked.

The people behind me started becoming impatient.

“No. Dress code,” he said.

“Fuck this,” I said.

“But you can always, you know,” he said in a lower tone.

“Only if you do me hard,” I whispered back.

“Sven, take over,” he said.

I followed him around the corner and into the dark parking lot behind the club. I was expecting yet another lackluster sexcapade. A dull fucking on top of some car. At least I’d be able to get inside and get drunk afterwards.

“You sure you wanna do this?” he bellowed.

“Don’t disappoint me,” I said.

He grabbed the front of my shirt and ripped it open effortlessly. I was quite taken aback at his strength.

“No bra?” he asked.

“Don’t need one,” I said.

He used his large, rough hands and grabbed my small tits, his hairy fingers in stark contrast to my fair skin.

“Ouch,” I yelped as he pinched my nipples.

He leaned down, wrapping his lips around my growing nipples while squeezing my other breast.

“Ow!” I gasped, feeling my nipple and areola being sucked deep into his warm mouth.

He swapped sides, giving my other nipple the same painful treatment. He pulled his mouth off with a plop. My nipples were both thick and pointy, the skin around them blood red.

“Turn,” he said, turning me around roughly.

He wrapped his arm around my chest, while using his free hand to unbutton my denim shorts. He yanked it down all the way to my heels. The bouncer lifted me, allowing the shorts to slip off over my shoes.

“Ugh,” I mumbled as he shoved four fingers into my mouth.

He pumped them in and out, causing me to sputter and gag. The next thing I knew, he bent me over one of the cars and kicked my feet apart. His wet hand disappeared between my thighs as he rubbed my swollen lips vigorously.

“Shaven little cunt, aren’t you?” he said.

I lifted my upper body, but he slammed me back down, holding the back of my neck, and pushing my face into the cold metal. He used his other hand and jerked my panties to the side, exposing me.

“Ah, fuck!” I shouted as I felt him forcing himself into me.

I could feel his throbbing cock stretching my petite opening wide. He took both my wrists and held them behind my back with one of his large hands. He pulled his cock out slowly, and I could feel my pussy lips folding out with his girthy shaft.

Next, he started hammering me from behind, fucking me as hard and deep as he could. His pelvis slammed against my ass repeatedly.

Flup! Flup! Flup!

I could hardly move as his firm grip kept me pinned to the car while he ravaged my tight little cunt.

A moment later, I started writhing and shaking as an intense orgasm tore through my body. He continued pummeling my frame, slamming it harder and harder into the car.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

I gasped and moaned as another orgasm tore through me.

“Fuck,” I whispered.

My heart was thundering in my chest, and my head was spinning with lust. He used his other free hand and grabbed my ponytail, jerking it back. The pain caused tears to roll down my cheeks as he continued drilling me relentlessly.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Flup! Flup! Flup!

“Ah shit,” I cried out as he squeezed his thumb into my ass.

I tried to wriggle free, but his grip was like a vice. He fingered my tight little asshole while he ravaged my messy pussy.

The next moment he started grunting. I could feel the warmth inside me as he exploded, sending his load deep into my womb. He fucked me more viciously, my body throbbing from being rammed against the car. I could feel his cum running down my legs as he gave me a few more vicious thrusts.

When he finally pulled out, his overflow poured out of my pussy. It was too much for my small cavern to hold.

I crumpled to the floor, my knees wobbly. My body was still quivering with orgasmic aftershocks.

“You can get in now,” he said, putting his cock back. “You might need a new shirt.”

He left a moment later. I grabbed my torn shirt and made my way home instead. And that’s where I masturbated furiously the rest of the night, the smell of his body still on me.

She had to be put in her place: