Zombification

It was late at night, and I sauntered into the club. It had been a tough week for me; my date had ghosted me, the rent was overdue, my paycheck was delayed, and I had just received feedback from my boss that I had to pick up my performance. He had hinted at a potential restructuring of my team, and that I might be on top of the list to be let go.

“This might be the only time I ever be on top”, I chuckled to myself, half-amused that I still had the heart to crack a dumb joke at my situation. Whatever, I’m getting wasted tonight, and I want to do something I will regret tomorrow morning. As I approached the dance floor, I began to fantasise about the things I wanted to be done to me.

I want to be dominated by a hot, masculine man. He will take charge of my body, and control all my sensations. Better yet, tie me up so that I cannot resist his advances. What I wouldn’t give for someone in that moment to just knock me out, drag me into his car, and give me the good pounding I deserve. The sensation of a thick dick stretching my hole, pressing against my prostate as the cock wrecks my insides, and the explosion of warm cum coating my ass. This is all I craved. Anything that could help me forget the terrible life I had. Those kinky thoughts made my asshole twitch, and I felt my cock get hard, and some precum threatening to leak out and stain my underwear. I had worn my tightest jeans which made my bulge even more obvious, not that it was visible in the darkness of the club. Not that it matters anyway. I am horny, hungry for cock, and I want other people to notice it. It shouldn’t be difficult, given that I am relatively tall at 6’ 3”, work out regularly, and have a muscular frame. It’s not too difficult to spot me in a crowd.

I was on the dance floor, only half-heartedly dancing as I was on the hunt, looking out for anyone who would want to ditch the club and go straight into something more “interactive”. Looks like I wasn’t the only one, and I had caught the eye of someone else. I felt someone closing in behind me, and turned around. Even in the darkness, I could see the brightness of his green eyes. He had the most chiselled jaw, and as we made eye contact, he flashed me a smile. I swear I could have melted. His face was also attached to an amazing body; I could see the outline of his bulging pecs, and his tight abs through his t-shirt, which was a size too small. He obviously wanted people to notice. Something else caught my attention as I spotted a sizeable bulge in his crotch. Jackpot! I am not letting this one go.

I turned back around and started working my magic, showing off my curves, subtly rubbing my ass up against his crotch. I could feel his bulge growing in his pants, and with that, my own cock threatened to burst out of its restraints in the pants. My briefs were probably stained with precum by now, I needed that cock.

I felt a pair of thick muscular arms wrap themselves around my chest from the back, he had locked me into a tight embrace, as he moved his crotch deeper into the ass of my jeans. His fingers found my nipples, and he fiddled with them, before giving them a quick pinch. How did he know that my nipples were my weak spot? I felt my legs go weak for a moment as I let out a moan, basking in that sexy moment. He must have heard my moan, as he began to kiss my neck, and he was rewarded with even more moans from me. It was so hot, what I wouldn’t give for us to rip off our clothes and just go at it right there on the dance floor.

He must have read my mind, as he turned me around and we locked lips, his tongue swishing around in my mouth. If only his tongue was working my ass instead! I gave out a little shudder at that thought. Our chemistry was palpable, as he detached himself from my lips and his hands slipped onto my waist to guide me out of the club, and got into a waiting car. No words were needed, I was going home with him tonight. We were kissing throughout the car ride, and my hands moved down occasionally to rub his bulge. It was huge, must be at least 9.5”.

We barely made it through the doorway as I tore off his pants and underwear, and his huge cock sprung up and smacked me in the face. He pulled me onto the sofa, and I latched onto his cock, kneeling between his legs kissing up and down the veiny shaft, while fondling his ballsack. I took in a deep whiff of his musk, the sweet scent of precum mixed with a hint of sweat; it got me more drunk than an entire bottle of vodka could. I stared right at his cockhead, and watched with glee as his precum leaked out. Eagerly, I slurped it up, and filled my mouth up with the rest of his cock, bobbing my head up and down his crotch. My reward, the heaving breathing, moans and occasional shudder from this hunk of man.

After a while, he pulled my head off of his cock, and stood me up. We removed whatever clothing was still on our bodies, and he pinched my nipple with a solid grip. I let out a moan again. Not letting go, he tugs onto it, and guides me into his bedroom, me being unable to resist his strength, and his control over me. We enter the bedroom and there it was, a sling, right next to the bed. He pulls me over, still by the nipple, and I get into the sling, and he immediately latches my hands and feet. There I lay, spread eagle, hole pointing up, ready for his use.

He puts a blindfold on me, and everything goes dark. I feel something slippery on my ass, closing in onto my hole. His lubed finger teasing me as I wink my ass for him, willing him to enter. He gets the hint, and slips the finger in, searching for my prostate. It didn’t take long for him to find the spot, and I let him know by releasing a loud moan. He teases my prostate, and I feel my hips buck uncontrollably, letting out involuntary shudders. “Fuck me, please, please” I let out through the moans and heavy breathing.

He takes his finger out, and I feel something much larger, much heavier pressing against my now-ready ass. He wastes no time in pushing the entire thing in, stretching my hole out and making me scream. The initial shock of having something so large enter my cavity made me struggle, trying to release myself from the shackles of the sling, but it was futile. As he starts moving his hips, the feeling of pain subsided, to be replaced with waves of ecstasy spreading through my body, radiating from my groin. My body eased, and I got used to his size, enjoying every thrust and wondering how I had lived without him before. With every thrust, I felt my cock, which had been hard for the longest time, slap against my body, releasing more precum than I ever had probably. I never want this to end.

His cock felt amazing, and my prostate was stimulated over and over again. As his cock rubbed against my insides, I could only feel waves of pleasure, something I had not felt for a long time. He picks up the pace, banging and slapping his balls against my ass. I was reduced to a moaning mess as I felt him tighten up, and pumps wave after wave of his thick cum deep into my body. That triggered my own orgasm, as I felt my cock twitch before it spurted out rope after rope of cum, the intense pleasure from my prostate initiating uncontrollably spasms from my ass, all the way through my entire body. I was overcome by the orgasm, and lost myself in it, my body a shuddering, convulsing mess, still shackled to the sling. His cock remained inside me for a while, still hard, as I recovered from my mindblowing experience. As he slips his cock out, I was suddenly overwhelmed by the emptiness from his cock leaving me. I wished that his cock remained inside. I longed for my ass to be filled like it was just minutes ago.

As my breathing finally stabilised, I hear some rustling across the room. He walks over, removes my blindfold and I squint, my eyes not accustomed to seeing light again. Through my blurry vision, I see him holding up a syringe, and before I could mutter a protest, I felt the needle sink into my arm. My blurry vision did not recover, and shortly after, I was in total darkness again.