Gangbang

What I really wanted was to turn on a man so much that he'd take me. And I mean *TAKE* me. I wanted to feel his hands clasp my arms, draw me toward him, and plunge his manhood into me.

Maybe tonight would be the night. I kept hoping, and I kept dressing more erotically, more explicitly. Eventually, someone would want me.

I drove into the city, and scoured the area for a parking space. I decided that I wanted to flash a little before getting to the club, so I parked about 10 or 15 blocks away. It would also give me a chance to get used to these shoes again; I hadn't worn them in a while.

It worked. I saw a few men watching me appreciatively as I walked by. Since it was time for many of the theaters in the area to start their shows, the crowd on the street was was elegant. Yum.

The crowd at the club was a little thinner than usual. I don't know why. The weather was fine; a perfect spring night in fact. People just didn't seem to want to be out.

But I was determined to socialize with someone.

I mingled for a while, chatting with a few people, and finally just sat down at a stool in the middle of the bar. I was sitting there sipping my drink when Bill came up to me. His line didn't waste any time.

"Hello, gorgeous. I like your dress. I'd like it even more if you'd stand up and model it for me."

He was tall, reasonably handsome, and seemed interested in me. We talked, drank, flirted, and danced until closing. Unfortunately, no matter how much I tried to, I couldn't persuade him to take me home with him.

Oh, well, I'd be going home alone. Again.

Which was too bad.

Bill had made me really horny. I guess I'd have to just go home to put a plug inside myself and masturbate to an exploding orgasm. Again.

Starting the walk back, I realized the problem with parking so far away. I was tired, and just wanted to get back to my car.

After about 5 blocks, I heard a wolf whistle. Some guy was on the other side of the street, admiring me as I passed. He was very tall, maybe 6'4", and really well built.