As I walked into the dimly lit bar, I could feel the tension in the air. It was a rough place, filled with rough people, but I wasn’t there to make friends. I was there to fuck.

I saw him sitting at the far end of the bar, his strong jaw clenched tight, his hands clasped around a glass of whiskey. He was a powerfully built man. A biker. An asshole. A dickhead. He was loud and rude and fucked anyone who got in his way. He had a fucked up attitude and a fuck you look in his eyes.I wanted him. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to suck his cock and have his dick in my pussy.My cunt throbbed as I approached him and made eye contact.. He fucked men and women, and now he would fuck me.. I made eye contact and his eyes bore into mine.

We circled each other, like cats in heat. We downed our drinks, never breaking eye contact. He slid his hand between my legs. and rubbed my pussy with his left hand. I could feel his strong fingers swimming in my own wetness.

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The lights flickered at the far end of the room. The jukebox screamed fucked up music for fucked up people.. That was due to the distant grumbling of thunder, a storm was coming. Everyone turned to look. They all knew. The game was on and it could only be played one way.. His way. My asshole was going to be his..

He said to me.” I’m going to tear your little asshole up Baby.” I made the sign of the cross I knew it was too late for my soul. The bartender lined up shots. The bar closed. The night was young and so was I. The way he said asshole sent me over the edge of my own lust. He did not know that I was going to fuck him up.
The only way it could be played was for him to bend over. When he bent over I stuck my tongue into his shitter. Surprised? No. Asshole wanted to do it. Asshole wanted his cock to get sucked I suck cock like a fuck Boss……That is the way the real world works. Fucked up. Real fucked up. I could tell he liked having his ass sucked

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This wasn’t love. It wasn’t romance or anything girly and sweet; it was raw, primal, fucked up fucking. Pure and simple. We both lived fucked up lives. We were just two fucked up people in search of a fucking good time…The lights flickered again.

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The lights flickered yet again, as his massive cock played hide and seek in my mouth. In and out. Slowly and then down my throat. I could swear that the room was on fire. I wanted him and I heard him whisper to his dick..” Fuck her baby..Fuck her good..” The echo of his words made me take him deeper in my throat. I found his asshole with my middle finger and I worked it around the rim and slid it in until he could not take it anymore….The lights flickered at the distant grumbling of thunder..a storm was coming it would be a long fucked up night.

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