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Virginia 3
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Ginny had been at the bar since early afternoon. Her husband had been
gone for over two months and it would be another four months before he would be back on leave.
"Hey Arnie", she called," How about another Manhattan before you close, okay honey?"
"Hey Babe, are you sure you can handle it and still drive home okay?", Arnie asked her.
"Oh, you think I've had too much to drink tonight don't you?", Ginny slurred. "Well I'm perfectly soer, so bring me another, no make it a double Manhattan."
When Arnie brought the drink to her, and she tried to pay for it, Arnie said, "Already taken care ofGinny, by the two guys at the end of the bar".
"Thanks guys", Ginny yelled, "Care to join me?. She was quite drunk and she never realized how hornyand hot she got when she had drank so much, especially Manhattans.
The two men came over to where Ginny wa sitting, one on each side of her.
"Hi, I.m Bill and this is Jim", the dark haired man said, "And who are you?"
"I'm Virginia, but you can call me Ginny", she replied.
"What's a good looking woman like you doing in the bar so late by yourself?", asked Jim, "I don't men to be nosey, but I see you have a wedding band on."
"Oh, my husband is in the service and is gone for six months", she replied to him, slurring her word more as she drank.
Arnie was now locking the door, and getting ready to call it a night.
"Jim", he called out, will you lock up if you stay any longer?", he asked.
"Sure Arn", he replied, "that's why I'm the owner of this bar".
After Arnie had left, Jim moved behing the bar, and kept mixing them drinks; all the time Ginny was etting drunker and drunker.
"Hey Bill, here's four quarters, how about playing something on the juke box, maybe Ginny would liketo dance for us."
"How about it Gin, will you dance for us?", he asked her.
"Noo, nooo, I think I am getting a little drunk, so I had better leave now and go home", she told hi.
Bill replied, comming up from behind Ginny's barstool, "We didn't say you could leave yet honey, besdes Jim wants you to dance for us".
"You two can go to hell, I said I was leaving, and I am". But as she tried to get down from the stoo, Bill grabbed her and held her, pushing her forward so she was trapped between the barstool and thebar. In the meantime Jim had mixed a really stong Manhattan and placed it in front of Ginny.
"You'd better drink this Ginny", Jim told her, "You're going to need it before we finish with you bae."
Ginny tried to struggle, but Bill was holding her head as Jim brought the potent drink to Ginny's lis, "Drink it Bitch I said".
The two men wrestled with the drunken wife. She was no match for their strength and they litteraly frced Ginny to gulp the large glass of alcohol, some of it spilling on her sheer white blouse.
When they let her go, Ginny was breathing rapidly.
"Here Ginny, let us wipe your blouse", Bill said and both men now began running their hands over Virinia's large breasts.
"No, please don't, don't", she pleaded but she could actually feel her nipples hardening as she was anhandled by the two men. "I'm married, this isn't right, please let me go", she continued.
Both of the men laughed at her pleas, and now Bill was holding her arms behind her back as Jim slowl began undoing the buttons on her blouse.
"Ginny you know you want it don't you?" Jim said to her as he slipped his hands inside her blouse, flling her breats encased in their black half bra. "I'll bet you love to play with yourself don't youCUNT, you probably masturbate all the time don't you bitch?".
"No, Oh God don't do this to be, please, please !", Ginny rplied, her eyes now closed as her body grw hotter and hotter. "It's not right, please you have me so hot, touching me like this, but I can't can't, I"m married", she sobbed.
"Will you dance for us Ginny, dance up on the pool table and will let you go", Jim told her.
"Yes",sob "Yes" Ginny replied, but promise you won't touch me anymore, please!"
The two men now helped Ginny over and up on the pool table. She felt their rough hands on her legs a they lifted her and she didn't know how to get out of this situation.
"Hey Bill, Let's see how she dances to this song?"
The empty barroom now filled with the music from the song , The Stripper.
Ginny was rigid now, standing on top of the pool table, she just wanted to get out of this place, bu as the music continued her body began to move, like it had a mind of it's own. She could feel her hps start to sway, as tho she had wanted them too, but it was like she was outside, looking at hersel with the two men standing alongside the table.
"Take it off, baby", they yelled as Ginny's drunken state took over and she began to gyrate her hipsmore and more. "Show us those tits Ginny", they called and now Ginny's hands went to the top buttonsof her blouse. Slowly, one by one, she began to undo each one until her white blouse was completly gping open. Her excited breasts and nipples could easily be seen as they strained against the black slky material of her half-bra.
"Now your legs, honey, pull up that skirt and show us those georgeous legs of yours, you slut." Yes,yes, Ginny's mind reeled, that's what she was a SLUT, a real SLUT, stripping her body, really wantin to be mistreated by these two men. Her hands inched her black skirt higher and higher as she contined to dance, all the while becoming more and more excited. Her hands went under her skirt now as sheraised it above her knees and her hands felt the smoothness of her inner thighs.
Then the juke box was still. Bill and Jim clapped, and cried out, "More, more Whore, we want to see t all you cunt", they screamed at her.
The drinks had done their job thourghly on Virginia, she was so hot she would have masturbated hersef to a climax if she was alone at this moment. Then Bill was handing her a glass and without a thougt, she downed another stiff Manhattan, the liquid burning her further inside.
"Take that skirt off Ginny", Jim said to her, "Take it off and just dance without any music while yo touch yourself thru your bra and panties".
"OOOOh God, I'm so HOT", she moaned. "This is all so wrong, I'm a married woman, and my poor husbandis gone, gone and I'm dancing in
a bar on a pool table for two strange men, but I can;t stop myself".
"Of course you don't Ginny, you just want to stop that burning fire inside you, don't you Ginny?" "o ahead baby, play with those tits, I'll bet you can take the nipples in your own mouth and suck on hem, can't you?"
"Yes, Oh Yes", Ginny replied, "Keep talking dirty to me, tell me waht to do, I'M so fucking hot, I cn't control myself", she moaned.
"Look down her Ginny, Look at the two cocks we have out for you to play with after you finish dancin for us, makes you want it bad, doesn't it Ginny?", Jim teased her.
When Ginny looked down and saw both men with their cocks in their hand, she went wild, She couldn't top herself from now reaching under each breast and slowly she brought them fully free of her restraning bra.
"How about your cunt, baby, show us that hot pussy of yours Ginny", Bill continued.
Now Ginny's hands moved down her body, until her fingers played with the silk of her panties, pressig the silky material deep insude herself. "Keep talking to me, please, please", she pleaded.
"What Ginny, hey you hot fucking whore, what do you want us to do to you, Tell us Ginny, you tell uswhat you're feeling".
"You know; I want it, I want it all", she cried.
"All of what Ginny, what is the WHAT, bitch?"
"Ooooh No, please I want you to talk dirty to me, not me to you."
"Do you want something between your legs Ginny?????"
"Yes you know what I want, You know, please don't tease me anymore, please, please", she begged.
"Your fingers Ginny, use your fingers and also hold up your tit and kiss it cunt, you fucking housewfe, you had better do what we say".
Ginny's right hand now pushed her panties down over her hips and her hot wet slit was fully exposed.As her fingers found their way inside herself, she reached up and bending her head well forward, shewas able to lick the tip of her left nipple.
"Tell us what you're doing, what you want Ginny, what should we do with our fingers Ginny?"
"FUCK ME, FINGER FUCK ME, OOOOH YES, YES DO IT TO ME", she screamed.
"Fuck yourself Ginny, keep fingering that wet pussy and lay down on the table."
Now rollover ontop of your hand Ginny and hump those fingers, hump 'em you cunt, and tell us what yo're doing.
"Sob, sob, Ooooh God, Oh God I want to come so bad", Ginny whispered as she did as she was told. Herbody was actually fucking her right hand as tho there was a man's cock inside her. "YES, YES, OH FUC I'M GOING TO COME, I'M GOING TO CUM, PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE FUCK ME HARDER, HARDER, YES YES YES, OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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