Dangerous Women

I never thought a night out at the bar would turn into a nightmare like this. It started innocently enough. I was nursing a beer, trying to unwind after a long week, when she approached me—a dark-haired woman with a sly smile and confident eyes.

She introduced herself as Lisa, bought me a drink, and we chatted. She was charming, flirty, making me laugh. Before I knew it, she'd paid for another round, and I felt a strange warmth spreading through me, my cock stirring unnaturally hard in my pants. I didn't think much of it then, just figured the alcohol, her beauty and her attention were doing the trick.

She suggested we head back to her place for some water, said it was just around the corner. My head was fuzzy, but the erection throbbing insistently made me agree. Stupid move. The moment we stepped inside her apartment, the door clicked shut behind us, and another woman emerged from the shadows—a blonde with piercing blue eyes, tall, athletic and smirking like she knew exactly what was coming. "Welcome to the party," the blonde said, her voice dripping with mockery.

I tried to back away, but Lisa was faster. They grabbed my arms, shoving me toward the bedroom. "What the hell?" I protested, but my body betrayed me. I was rock-hard, veins pulsing along my shaft, pre-cum already leaking like a broken faucet.They laughed, pinning me to the bed. Lisa pulled ropes from under the mattress, and together they tied my wrists to the headboard, my ankles spread and secured to the posts. I was spread-eagled, helpless, my cock standing straight up like an offering.

"Look at that, the viagra you slipped in his drink worked perfectly on this one," the blonde purred, her blue eyes locked on my erection as she stripped off her top, revealing perky tits with hard nipples. Lisa followed, shedding her clothes to show her curvy hips and shaved pussy. They climbed onto the bed, knees on either side of my head. "You're gonna eat us first, make us wet for that big dick of yours." I shook my head, turning away, but Lisa grabbed my jaw, forcing my mouth open. The blonde lowered herself first, her pussy lips brushing my lips, musky and damp.

"Suck it," she ordered, grinding down. I had no choice—her thighs clamped my head, smothering me. My tongue flicked out unwillingly, lapping at her folds, tasting her arousal as she rocked against my face. She moaned, fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me deeper. "Yeah, lick my clit, you pathetic fuck." I swirled my tongue around the swollen nub, feeling her juices coat my chin, her hips bucking faster. Lisa watched, stroking her own pussy, then switched places. Her dark curls tickled my nose as she planted herself on my mouth, demanding the same." Deeper, tongue-fuck me." I obeyed out of desperation for air, plunging in and out, her walls clenching around my tongue while she rode my face hard, smearing her wetness everywhere.

They came like that—blonde first, shuddering and flooding my mouth with her squirt, then Lisa grinding through her orgasm, her thighs quivering. But they weren't done. Untying my ankles but leaving my hands bound, they positioned me on my back.

The blonde straddled me first, her blue eyes gleaming as she gripped my cock at the base. "Time to ride this." She sank down, her tight pussy enveloping me inch by inch, hot and slick from my earlier efforts. I groaned, hating how good it felt despite everything—the Viagra amplifying every sensation, making my balls ache with need.

She bounced, tits jiggling, her hands on my chest for leverage. "Fuck, you're so hard," she gasped, slamming down repeatedly, her inner muscles squeezing my shaft. I fought it, clenching my jaw, but the pressure built too fast. My groans were low because of the shame,

"Mmmmmmh." I had a lot of dirty things to say too. For instance I would have praised her tightness and her riding skills but I was not going to give her the pleasure. My hips bucked involuntarily, and I came, spurting deep inside her, ropes of cum filling her pussy. She laughed, not stopping, riding through my orgasm until I was sensitive and twitching. "One down," she taunted, lifting off with a wet slurp, my seed dripping from her lips.

Lisa took her turn next, mounting me reverse so I watched her ass cheeks spread as she impaled herself., My pussy's gonna milk you dry. She rode slower at first, grinding her clit against my pelvis, then picked up speed, her dark hair whipping as she fucked me. The overstimulation was torture—my cock still rigid from the drug Lisa had given me. This bitch had slipped fucking viagra in my drink for her weird pleasures. Every thrust sending jolts through me. I begged them to stop, but they ignored me. The second climax hit harder, my body convulsing as I unloaded into her again, cum mixing with her juices, overflowing around my base.

They switched again. Blonde back on, her pussy now sloppy with my first load, sliding down easily. "Round two for you." She fucked me relentlessly, leaning forward to bite my nipple, her blue eyes boring into mine. The Viagra kept me impossibly hard, but exhaustion crept in. I came a third time, weaker spurts painting her insides, my vision blurring. Lisa followed, riding me face-to-face, her tits in my face as she bounced. "Give me the last of it." She clenched around me, and I shattered, the fourth unwilling orgasm ripping through me, leaving me drained, cum barely trickling into her.

By the time they finished, I was a wreck—so weak I could barely move. I'd never cum like that, four times in a row, each one stripping away more of my strength until my muscles trembled and my cock finally softened, sore and spent. They untied me, laughing as I collapsed. "You were fun," Lisa said, tossing a wad of cash 1000 dollars—onto my chest. "For the cab ride home and for your services. Next time don't be too gullible." The blonde called a taxi, shoving my clothes at me. They pushed me out the door naked except for my pants, the cool night air hitting my sweat-soaked skin.

I stumbled into the cab, body aching, mind shattered. Men, beware—there are dangerous predator women out there hunting vulnerable guys to rape. One wrong drink, one trusting moment, and you're done.