The Bigger They Are (7 page)

“This is so cool,” Allie shouted into Erin’s ear.

“Let’s go to the bar,” Erin shouted.

They fought their way to the bar. Erin got another beer. Allie watched her get her cup refilled again by the cute guy behind the bar. How did she drink it so fast? Her own cup was still full, and she was getting dizzy from her first beer.

They watched the band for a while. It was too dark to see much. Allie would have liked to go back upstairs, where she would at least get to look at the cute guys, but she was too afraid to leave Erin’s side.

In the middle of one of the songs, two girls climbed up on the small stage and started to strip out of their clothes. The guys all cheered and whistled. Allie felt her face get warm, and put her hand over her mouth. She should not be there to watch this.

But Erin turned and put her hand on her shoulder. She was laughing out loud like it was the funniest thing she had ever seen. Allie stared at her. How could she think this was funny?

She looked at the girls on the stage again. They had removed their shirts and jeans, and were dancing to the music in their underwear. One of the girls put her hands on her hips and thrust her backside in and out.

The other girl removed her bra and ran her hands over her bare chest. The guys in the crowd whooped and shouted. Allie could not tear her eyes away. She had never seen anything so horrifying.

But there was another feeling inside her, that made the horror of what she was seeing seem insignificant. The two girls on stage started kissing, and put their arms around each other, and were touching each other in different places. The feeling made her warm between her legs, and made her nipples tingly. She looked at the beer in her cup. How much of it was the alcohol?

She turned around and rested her elbows on the bar. Her head was spinning. She rubbed her legs together and gasped. There was no way she could deny it. She was horny.

She turned her head down and rubbed her forehead. That was her problem. She was lonely. Lonely and horny. That was a bad combination. How long had it been since she did anything with a boy? Was it that long since she fooled around with Rob in the back of his Dad’s car? For all that time, she regretted letting him take her virginity, and denied that she could be horny. Right now she would have given anything to be in that backseat with him again.

“Hey Allie? You ok?” Erin said.

Allie nodded.

“Just a little dizzy.”

Erin patted her shoulder.

“You’re drinking your beer too fast. Just take it easy for a while and let me know when you’re ready for another one,” she said.

Allie shook her head. She wasn’t going to be ready for more. She was going to be ready to go home.

Erin, though, was already flirting with the bartender. He was cute, and looked interested in her. Allie watched her friend. He probably had his own car. Would Erin wind up in the backseat of it with him before the night was over?

Someone was pushing against her. People had been bumping into her since they got there. It was hard to avoid being jostled and bumped with so many people pressed together. This one, though, was different. This one was pushing against her butt.

She pushed back, and something hard wedged between her butt cheeks. She gasped, and her eyes opened wide. Was that what she thought it was?

She was afraid to move, hoping that it was just her imagination. She was freaking out over nothing, she was sure. It was probably a woman’s purse, or a guy with a wallet in his back pocket. No guy would be so bold to push his hard penis into a strange girl’s butt in a dark room, would he?

She pushed back again. Whoever it was behind her pushed back, and se felt it again, the hard ridge that wedged between her butt cheeks. There was no way to mistake it that time. There was a strange man behind her pressing his erect penis against her butt.

Allie panted. Both of her hands were flat on the bar. Her face was flushed, and she had perspiration on her forehead. She felt warm all over. She looked back over her shoulder. All she could see was the vague outline of a tall man. It was too dark to see his face.

He pushed forward against her again. She moaned. A tingle ran up her spine. What was she going to do?

Her pulse was racing. She looked at Erin beside her, whose eyes were locked on the bartender. Couldn’t she tell what was happening right there beside her?

The strange man put his hand on her hip, and she moaned again. It was hard to deny, though, that his hard penis felt good right where it was. Should she let him keep it there? What if he expected more from her?

She leaned over to her roommate.

“Erin? I think the guy behind me wants to ... have sex with me.”

Erin stared at her. “No way.”

“I think so,” Allie said, and nodded.

Erin looked back, but if she could see anything more about the strange guy, she couldn’t tell.

“Go for it,” Erin said, with a big grin.

Allie just stared at her. How did she know she was going to say that?

She was breathing hard. Her fingers clawed at the far edge of the bar. She held her breath. This was the craziest thing she had ever done. What would Mom think if she knew she was trying to entice a complete stranger to have sex with her?

She looked at the beer in the red cup on the bar in front of her, and at her friend Erin, who was engrossed once again in the bartender. She grinned. It was a smug grin. It was time to stop worrying about what Mom would think. It was time to stop behaving the way she thought Mom expected her to behave. It was time to be like Erin, a little wild and out of control.

She pushed her butt back again and wiggled it a little side to side. Both of his hands squeezed her hips and pulled her back. The ridge of his erection pushed deeper into the groove between her butt cheeks. She gasped. That was all it took.

He rocked her back and forth. His hard bulge rubbed along her pussy, where she was warm and wet. She moaned softly, and lowered her head to the bar. His strong hands were squeezing the soft flesh of her hips, holding her up, moving her back and forth. It was a good thing. Her knees felt weak, and she was sure she would fall down if he let go.

He must have known about some place they could go. Maybe there was a bedroom upstairs, or maybe he had a car with a big backseat. But before she could turn around to ask, his hands reached around her waist and popped open the button of her jeans.

“Oh my God,” she said out loud.

But the music was too loud for Erin or anyone to hear.

His fingers pulled down her zipper. She reached down to stop him, but he pushed her hands away. He yanked the back of her jeans down. She felt a cool breeze between her legs. Was she really that wet down there?

His hand slipped down the back of her panties, and his finger rubbed her slit. Allie moaned and bit her lower lip. His finger touched her most sensitive spot and her back arched. That was it. She gave in. He could do anything he wanted to her.

He pulled her panties down to the middle of her thighs. Was that a tear? Did she feel them rip? Was he going to be rough with her? The thought made her shiver. She couldn’t wait.

For a long time, there was nothing, as if he had left her like that with her jeans pulled down. What was he doing? Had he split and left her like that?

She was just about to turn around to find out what was keeping him when she felt a warm, hard penis pressed against her butt. She flinched and let out a yelp. She looked around. There were so many people pushed up against them, jostling them and moving to the music that no one could see anything.

The hard penis was poking her butt, like it was trying to find its home. Allie snickered. At the moment, she didn’t care if she was up on that stage, bent over with her jeans down and a stranger about to have sex with her, where everyone could see them. She just wanted him to do it to her.

His rough fingers pulled the lips of her pussy open. She winced. Finally, the head of his penis pushed between her wet lips. Allie lifted her head and gasped. It was so hot and so ... thick.

The bartender grinned at her. Allie blinked. Did he know what was happening to her? She looked at Erin. She was grinning at her, too.

The guy behind her pushed his penis in slowly. Allie gritted her teeth and whimpered. Her whole body shook. She was having an orgasm, but so soon? She didn’t know that was possible.

It pushed deep inside her, deeper than she would have believed a penis could go. The stranger’s hands held her bare hips, and rocked her back and forth.

She lowered her head and moaned, although she couldn’t hear it. The gentle rocking motion was hypnotic. The deafening music and the bright flashing lights on the stage became a blur. All of her senses focused on the thick, hot penis that stretched her open and probed deep into her body.

Allie was panting, and moaning out loud through her open mouth. Her nipples and her big boobs brushed the top of the bar every time she rocked back and forth.

The rough hands squeezed her hard. His hips slammed against her butt, and she felt a warm fluid shooting into her womb. Her eyes snapped open.

“Oh my God,” she said, and she orgasmed again.

Her back arched and her head turned up. Her body spasmed over and over, like someone was touching a live electric wire to her toes, and the jolts shot through her body over and over, all the way to the top of her head.

The intense waves of pleasure hadn’t finished rolling through her body when the stranger pulled his penis back out. Her head dropped to her folded arms on the bar. Her whole body went limp, and she would have fallen to the floor if Erin hadn’t grabbed her arm.

“Allie? Are you all right?” she said.

Allie nodded and brushed her long, dark hair out of her eyes. She pushed her glasses up on her nose.

“I’m great,” she said, and smiled at Erin.

She was trembling. It took a minute to calm down. She bent down and pulled up her jeans and panties before another strange guy decided her bare butt was an invitation for him to insert his hard penis.

That thought made her flush, and she touched her hand to her bare chest, where the open shirt exposed her cleavage. What if she had a room full of guys, lined up, waiting to insert their hard penises and do it to her, have sex with her from behind? The idea sent a chill down her spine. Could she make that come true?

The band stopped playing to take a break. The naked girls picked up their clothes and climbed off the stage. Allie and Erin headed upstairs, along with a bunch of other people. Erin pulled Allie aside, away from the flow of people going up and down the stairs.

“You want another beer? I’m gonna get another beer,” she said.

“Yeah. I think I’m gonna get drunk,” Allie said.

She rubbed the front of her jeans. Something in her crotch felt odd. Her eyebrows arched up. Of course. It was that stranger’s sperm leaking out of her pussy. Was she going to get pregnant?

“So what happened?” Erin said.

“With what?” Allie said.

“With you and that guy. I thought you were going to fuck him.”

Allie opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again. Erin said that word. She had never heard a girl say fuck. She had hardly ever heard anyone say fuck. She shrugged.

“I-I did.”

Erin stared at her with a puzzled look on her face, then her eyebrows went up and her mouth fell open.

“Oh my God. You did it with him? He fucked you right there at the bar?” she said.

Allie nodded, and had a big grin on her face. Erin shrieked.

“No way. That’s so wild,” she said.

She grabbed both of Allie’s arms and looked into her face with stern, set eyes.

“Ok. Who are you and what have you done with my friend?” she said.

Allie laughed.

“I know. I can’t believe it, either. I feel so ... out of control.”

Someone put a hand on her ass. She jumped, and spun around. Standing in front of her was a gorgeous, tall man. He was a little older, with faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and a few gray hairs on his head, and an uneven, wry smile that made his blue eyes look playful. Her jaw dropped. Was this the man who had ... How did Erin put it ... fucked her downstairs?

“Hi,” he said.

“Hi,” Allie said.

She looked at Erin, who also had a surprised look on her face.

“My friend just told me you have a sweet, hot pussy,” the tall man said.

Allie blinked.

“Your friend?”

The tall man chuckled. It gave him a boyish, mischievous appearance, which was inconsistent with the lines on his face.

“Yeah. My friend. He’s the one who banged you downstairs.”

“Oh,” Allie said.

“I’d like to see if you’re as sweet and hot as he says. You wanna get it on with me?” he said.

She couldn’t answer right away. Was this the way a man asked a girl to have sex with him these days? Wasn’t he supposed to ask her on a date and bring her flowers? But then, the guy in the basement didn’t even show his face.

She looked at Erin, who shrugged and said “Go for it.”

Allie looked back up into the tall man’s beautiful blue eyes, and smiled.

“Sure,” she said.

“Wonderful. Let’s find a place where we can be alone,” he said.

He took her hand and led her to the back rooms of the house. Allie waved to Erin before she vanished in the tide of people crowded into the main room.

He took her straight to a small bathroom off the kitchen, as if he knew the house. No one was in the bathroom, and the people in the kitchen were not looking their way when they went in together. She looked at him again. Did he live in this house?

He locked the door. There wasn’t much room in the small bathroom for two people, but that didn’t matter. He pulled her to him and started kissing her. He slipped his arms around her and planted his lips on her lips. She squealed, but it was muffled in her mouth. She had to stand on her toes to reach up to him. When his tongue touched her lips, she did not resist, but opened her mouth and let it in.