Erotic Short Stories: Rough and Wild

Story Four - Give Me Everything Tonight - Part One

Story Four - Give Me Everything Tonight Part One

The club was rocking. The music was so loud it was hard to think. Pitbull’s – Give me everything tonight was on blast. It was packed, the crush of bodies swirled around me as I sat at the bar. I was on my third drink and scanning the crowd. I was looking for a hot and horny guy. He needed to be hot so I would be aroused while we f****d, I wanted some pleasure too. The horny part was so that he wouldn’t notice my lack of experience with what I wanted him to do to me. It wouldn’t hurt if he was a little drunk too. Not so drunk that he couldn’t perform, but just drunk enough to not see that it would be my first time.

I needed to lose my virginity. You might wonder why I 'needed' to lose it. And that is where my mind veers off and doesn’t want to think anymore. I just wanted to feel. I see a couple of potential candidates. Guys that look hot in their skin tight blue jeans, their asses filling out the creases in the back and their packages filling out the front. They both had thighs thick with muscle. They both had on plain dark t-shirts. The huge muscles of their biceps rippled underneath the fabric. Biceps to die for and veiny forearms. Who would have thought forearms could be hot?

Their bodies were divine, but their faces looked damn good too. They both had dark hair and dark eyes. One had a scar on his cheek which made him a little more dangerous looking than his friend. I wonder idly if they are related. They looked similar but not identical.

Too bad both guys are actually hanging out together, as in they seem to be friends or family. I’m not looking to start a fight, so how do I separate them? I just need one of them for my plan to work. My innocent mind doesn’t even contemplate taking them both at once. Later, I wished I had though, because then perhaps I might not have been in such turmoil when things escalated…

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“Randy, that girl at the bar has been checking us out for a while now. Why don’t you go over and see if she is as interested as I think she is.” Kurt asked his best friend and cousin.

“Why do I always have to do it?” Randy asked, in a pissed-off tone.

“You know why. They are always wary of me. You’ll have an easier time of it,” Kurt reasoned.

Randy knew he was correct. And he would usually agree. He was also right that she had been checking them both out. She couldn’t possibly know that they happened to love sharing their partners. Randy watched her leave the bar and head to the back. Probably using the restroom. By his count, she’s had about three drinks so far. Not enough to get sloppy, but perhaps enough to let down any walls she might have put up. Strange that she was alone. Most girls go out to the bar on Saturday nights with all their girlfriends. She hadn’t made it to the dance floor either. So maybe her agenda matched theirs. Only one way to find out.

“She’s gone towards the bathroom. Catch her as she comes out and make a move. I will be right behind you.” Randy demanded. Kurt rolled his eyes but did as he said. Randy knew Kurt would like to have a woman melt for him and not be suspicious or afraid of him. The scar Kurt sports on his check is from a childhood accident. It makes him look scary, but he’s really a teddy bear. Randy silently wished him enough luck for the both of them.

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I washed my hands and took a look in the mirror. My blond hair is wavy and I styled it with just some curl cream to enhance my natural ways. I added some mascara to my eyelashes to make my blue eyes pop. Then I added some peach lip gloss to accentuate my plump lips. I’m pretty and never have a hard time getting guys to notice me. I’m wearing some skin tight jeans that mold to my hips. I’ve got a nice ass and chose to accentuate it. My crop top just shows off the top of my size D cleavage and gives a little glimpse of skin as I raise my glass to take a sip.

I recently had a boyfriend for about 9 months. He broke up with me just last week. The main reason is because I wasn’t ready to give up my virginity, so he dumped me. Heard that story before? It’s common. Maybe not so common is getting rid of the very thing he dumped me for not giving him. He obviously didn’t love me and I made the right choice, looking back.

Why is s*x so important to guys? I have wondered this just about every day since. You are probably wondering what this has to do with why I am here? Why am I here trying to lose said virginity? F*ck my ex!! Not going to wait for me? He just dumps me and moves on? I would rather let it go to some random person than waste another minute thinking about that douchebag. He’s been flaunting his new girl all over town. All the places he took me.

I let out a deep sigh. Revenge much? Ha, he’s already moved on and getting it on with a friend of mine. Not a close friend but someone I would chat with and hang out with in school. I graduated last year so I haven’t seen her as much since. I wonder how long she waited to get my man? Doesn’t matter now. I never want him back. I just want to get on with my life and I will. This is just a small bump in the road. Part two of said revenge is that I will find one of his friends to do the deed with. Part three? His friend will tell him I wasn’t a virgin. Then my revenge will be complete. Oh, to be a fly on the wall for that conversation!

But I am getting ahead of myself. First, I have to go out there and rock this body some more. Time to hit the dance floor. I refuse to listen to the voice in my head that says this plan screams “slut”. Never mind that! I choose this for me. No one else. I’m not deluded enough to think this will be entirely good for my mental health. I’ll get over it, right now a rage consumes me and I’m going to let it out.

As I exit the bathroom, I immediately notice Mr. Hot Scar Face. He’s leaning on the opposite wall almost like he’s waiting for someone. Dare I hope he is waiting for me? Oh my, do I have the courage to go talk to him? My confidence falters but I decide I’m going to go for it. I put on a big smile and slowly, I hope seductively, walk over to him. It’s only a few steps. The dim hallway is narrow.

I gave him a big smile and say hello. What is a good bar pick up line? He saves me from panicking and saying something stupid.

“Hi. I’m Kurt.” He gives me a big grin in return.

“I’m Dana. I saw you in there.” I nodded toward the bar. “I wondered how I could get your attention.” Oh, I hope I don’t sound as idiotic as I think I do.

“You got my attention baby girl. And my friends’ too.” It was his turn to nod and I see the other Mr. Hot Guy walking towards us.

“Are you saying I get my pick?” I ask, a little in awe of this much attention.

“We were kinda hoping you would be into both of us.” There was that grin again. I could seriously get lost in this guys’ eyes. This isn’t feeling like a random hookup but a s****l encounter. So much more going on here, did he say both???

I had not gotten the second man’s name yet but I reacted out of pure shock when I looked him in the eyes and asked, “Are you two messing with me?” It came out similar to a mouse squeak.

“I’m Randy and we both find you very attractive. We also like to share. Is that something you might be interested in?” Says the second guy. I’m pretty sure my mouth is agape.

These guys seem very genuine but what do I know? This will be my first time for everything. They are patiently waiting for my answer.

“I’m more than a little stunned, fellas. This is my first proposition for a threesome, I’m Dana by the way.” I answer with a shy smile. Should I tell them this would be all new territory for me? No, that might scare them off, they might find someone else. I’m intrigued and my libido is going crazy.

“We find that hard to believe. You are stunning. You must get propositioned all the time.” Kurt said, reaching for my hand. I never got a chance to answer that statement. He begins running his thumb over my fingers, distracting me. I suddenly find myself between the two of them, one on each side.

“We promise to take really good care of you.” Randy catches my attention this time. “May I kiss you?” His breath fans across my cheek and I turn my face towards him so he can capture my lips. Kurt hasn’t stopped rubbing me, his hand slowly running up the length of my arm. I feel his fingertips on my neck. Randy lets go of my lips and I moan out in protest. Kurt takes the opportunity and turns me to face him. Once again, I am sunk deep into another deep and passionate kiss. I vaguely feel Randy running his fingers down my arm, starting at my neck and ending at my fingertips. He starts drawing erotic circles on my palm.

Kurt releases my lips and I take a deep shuddering breath. I am just short of panting as I feel both of them put their lips on both sides of my neck. I’m a goner. I’m ready to f**k them both in this dingy hallway. That thought wakes me up briefly. I put my hands behind me to push off the wall, effectively pushing away from them. It works mostly because they didn’t expect it.

“Okay boys, I can feel that you are very serious about this. Should we go somewhere more private? Though I will only go on one condition. Please, take it slow? I’m telling the truth that this will be my first time. I’m a little nervous to be honest. You probably won’t believe me when I say that I have never picked up a guy and especially not more than one guy in a bar before.” This is weird because I can’t look at them both at the same time. My eyes are ping ponging back and forth to see their reactions. I also feel a little bad, not being completely honest that this is also, my first time for everything.

Randy answered me, lust swirling in his eyes. He brought my hand against his package and grinned at me. His grin was just as devasting and dashing as Kurt’s. My cheeks flushed as my hand could not hold all of what he was offering. What did I just get myself into?

“Darling, you’ve found yourself a couple of men, not boys. We promise to make it good for you, Don’t, we Kurt? Besides, we can see your wide-eyed wonder and know you aren’t out there giving it away to all the guys that want you.”

“Baby girl, we’re going to turn your world upside down. We want to worship your body so taking it slow will be no problem. We can see the beautiful light in your eyes, untainted by life. Are you ready to go? Our apartment isn’t far from here.” Kurt also reassures me.

Their apartment? A little warning bell goes off in my head but I ignored it. They have been very upfront with me. I don’t feel any nefarious vibes from them. If God is still listening to this hussy, my prayer is to keep me safe from harm, let these guys be as good as they seem, Amen.