Sophie's Birthday Surprise

Sophie brought her "boss hog" to a screeching stop in the front of the pub. It was actually just a 250cc motorbike, but she just loved the way it felt when she wrapped her inner thighs around the cold hardness of it and took off on a long vibrating ride.

She had ridden directly from the dojo where she was receiving training in the use of the Nunchaku. This was a special day for Sophie. It was her twenty-first birthday and, so today, as Irvin told her the evening before, she was now a woman. Not only was it her birthday, but she and Irvin were going out on their first real date.

The reason they decided to meet at a pub and, not at the University she attended was Sophie didn't want anybody sticking their nose in her and Irvin's business. Besides she wanted her birthday celebration to be special.

So at eleven o'clock in the morning, Sophie had left the dojo and rode to the pub. She made very good time, but still Irvin wasn't in front as he promised to be. Could she be mistaken? Could he have said to meet at another restaurant?

'No' she thought, 'I'm certain that it was this one.'

Sophie leaned the bike over its kickstand and stood up; grabbing her Nunchaku she decided to take a look in the pub. She had debated whether she should leave it outside on her vehicle, but decided it was safer to take it with her then to leave it to be possibly stolen.

Sophie stepped to the doorway of the pub and immediately observed Irvin sitting at a table. 'He looks a little stranger than usual,' she thought.

"Hey, Selp. Come on in. What are you waiting for?" slurred Irvin.

Several of the middle-aged drunks at the bar turned their heads momentarily to glance at her and then returned to their serious drinking.

Sophie strode over to the table where Irvin was sitting.

"You said you were going to meet me outside," she said in an angry tone.

"I got tired of waiting," explained Irvin "Here, let me take that. This is a class joint, you can't be waving weapons around." Irvin reached out and plucked Sophie's weapon out of her hands and placed it behind him in the corner, where she couldn't reach it.

Sophie stood with her hands on her hips angrily hovering over him. "Irvin, you've been drinking!" she accused.

"Well, what if I have?" was his rejoinder. "It's a bar, isn't it?"

"I'm leaving!" Sophie announced in a loud voice. Again a couple of the middle-aged heads peered over at her.

"No, don't Sophie. I'm sorry" Irvin said while attempting to reach out from his sitting position and physically stop her. Sophie began to attempt to step away and whirled her arms. Irvin's hand inadvertently got tangled in Sophie's 'easy access' zipper on the front of her short yellow dress and pulled it all the way down! The dress quickly tumbled off her shoulders to the ground and lay at her feet. Sophie stood in her panties and a smile.

This time some of the middle-aged heads turned to glance and remained to stare.

"Irvin!" Sophie screamed. "What are you doing?" Sophie attempted to cover her abundant breasts, whose nipples had become suddenly erect as the cold air hit them and pick up her dress at the same time and was failing at both attempts.

"Something I should have done a long time ago," said Irvin standing up and pulling Sophie's panties off with a single swipe.

"Hear! Hear!" someone exclaimed at the bar.

The bartender pointedly looked in the other direction. It wasn't any of his business.

Irvin stared at Sophie's beautiful light brown pubic hair and her secret mound it covered. The lips of her cunt were beautiful and now somewhat distended in sexual excitement promising easy entry. Now Sophie had two areas she was attempting unsuccessfully to hide.

Irvin stood up and shed his long coat. Sophie instantly noticed he had an erection.

"Now, Sophie. Come here," said Irvin clutching her by the arm and pulling her close to him. "I've waited a long time for this and I'm not going to wait any longer."

He threw his mouth over hers and stuck his tongue as far down her throat as he could. The more Sophie struggled, the more sexually aroused Irvin became. He moved his other hand down to Sophie's virginal vagina and inserted his middle finger and began moving it in and out faster and faster.

Sophie moaned, "Irvin, not here, not now."

Irvin shed his shirt and pants and dropped his underwear to the floor. His eight-incher stood at attention. The group of middle-aged drunks left the bar and formed a semi-circle round them shielding them from prying outside eyes.

"Go get her, kid," one of them encouraged.

Irvin laid Sophie across the table and proceeded to suck on her left nipple and then her right nipple, while still manipulating his finger in and out of her cunt. He moved his other hand underneath her and jammed two fingers into her anal cavity. Irvin removed his mouth from Sophie's breast and placed his large penis on one nipple and then the other thrusting vigorously, almost spearing her mouth with the head of his machine.

Sophie was moaning, "No, no, no."

Irvin protested, "But Sophie, I love you and I've waited so long."

Irvin inserted his penis into Sophie's now fully open love canal and, while she began to attempt to buck him off, he held on for the ride. In and out, in and out, up and down Irvin pounded into Sophie's extremely tight vagina with his eight-inch penis. When he finally managed to penetrate her hymen with his thrusting manhood, she screamed in pain, "Stop Irvin! I'm a virgin!"

"Not anymore," was Irvin's sarcastic response as he gazed down upon her beautiful nude body.

Sophie found it difficult to catch her breath. She continued to twist her legs any direction she could, which only increased Irvin's sexual pleasure. Her large breasts slammed up and down or side to side depending on which way she was moving.

"Oh Goddamn!" yelled Irvin. Sophie continued crying and moaning and attempting to dislodge him, but in actuality she was only giving him a better fuck!

"Keep it agoing, Sophie!" Irvin yelled as he continued slamming into her with a military precision.

Irvin began to shoot his wad of hot sperm far up into Sophie's vagina yelling, "Oh God, have mercy."

He limply withdrew, momentarily satiated and collapsed across her on the table. The middle-age faces went back to drinking at the bar. "I couldn't have done it better myself" praised one of them.

Sophie attempted to wiggle out from under Irvin.

"Uh huh," Irvin whispered "We're not finished yet, not by a long shot."

Sophie uncomfortably felt cum dripping from her pussy.

"Irvy," Sophie said in a wheedling tone, "That was truly wonderful. I was wondering if I could get up now?"

"Not so fast," Irvin retorted. "I'm not finished yet."

A young man and woman entered the pub and seated themselves a couple of tables away from Sophie and Irvin. When the woman, an attractive young blonde, finally comprehended what was happening in the dim light, she flushed bright red with embarrassment and turned to her date and asked, "What is going on over there?"

Her date answered, "I didn't know they had any live entertainment here."

Sophie burned with embarrassment and also rage. 'I'm going to get that Irvin,' she thought, 'If it's the last thing I do.'

Irvin felt completely replenished now and stood up, his once again fully erect penis dangling over Sophie's face with cum dropping down on her cheeks.

Irvin explained, "Now Sophie, I'll tell you what we're going to do. Do you like sucking cock?"

Sophie shook her head. "No, Irvin," she pleaded.

"Oh," he answered. "I bet that's just because you never have tried it. Try it! You'll love it. I guarantee it."

Sophie tried to sit up quickly, but Irvin having the weight and height advantage, particularly since he was standing up, had no problem forcing her back down on the table.

"No, you don't. I told you we're not through yet."

As Irvin realized Sophie could be particularly stubborn and he didn't want her to cause any permanent damage to his penis, he decided it would be best to attempt an oblique approach. He leaned down and began to tickle Sophie vigorously all over her cum soaked body. Sophie immediately began laughing and rolling around, as Irvin knew she would.

"Stop it, Irvin. You're killing me," Sophie demanded.

"Alright," Irvin obeyed and leaned over and inserted his large penis into Sophie's open mouth!

Sophie's eyes grew wide with shame and anger. She tried to speak and demand he stop, but all she managed to say was, "Mffum."

"No" said Irvin calmly, "This is not the time for talking. This is the time for sucking."

Irvin had done a good job ramming his penis into Sophie's mouth. It was almost bigger than her mouth and he had placed it so deep it was nearly touching her tonsils; she wouldn't be able to bite it if she wanted to, which of course she did.

"Suck on it," commanded Irvin as he leaned over her, with his hands pressing her back on the table, rocking back and forth, pounding away at her mouth with his long shaft as he had at her womanhood only a few short minutes ago, in and out, in and out, faster and faster. Irvin moaned and his knees began to buckle.

Suddenly he noticed Sophie was turning blue. "Sophie!" he screamed. "Breath through your nose," and was heartened to notice that she began breathing.

'Thank God,' he thought. He just wanted to fuck her; he didn't want to kill her.

"Ah, Ah, Ah," Irvin half moaned, half screamed as he shot his load of sperm down Sophie's throat, who responded by making gagging noises.

Irvin pulled his limp member out of Sophie's mouth and again dribbled cum all over her face.

He collapsed in a chair beside her. Sophie lay there stark naked with cum dripping off her on a table in a pub with people eating their lunches around her, who were taking occasional glances and sometimes outright staring at her cum soaked nakedness. She continued to lie there for a minute waiting for her opportunity to strike back at Irvin. She thought she had it, when Irvin, who was sodden with alcohol and sex, began to nod off in his chair. Sophie quietly began to move off the table in an effort to reach behind Irvin and retrieve her weapon. Just as she was standing up and reaching behind him, Irvin came to his senses.

"Oh no, you don't," Irvin said and attempted to grab her once again. Sophie was able to elude his grasp this time and danced away. Irvin stood up quickly and began to lumber towards her. Sophie had two choices; she could run stark naked out into the street or she could run upstairs to the second floor of the pub.

Sophie quickly turned and ran up the staircase to the second floor. The second floor consisted of a number of green felt pool tables. The only inhabitants of the room was an old man and a younger man who ran the pool room, both of whom presently were standing there with their mouths gaping as they drank in the beauty of Sophie's nakedness.

By this time Irvin had entered the room.

"Sophie," he commanded. "You come here right now."

"I will not!" she screamed.

Irvin advanced on her as she attempted to run away from him, he grabbed her from behind, lifted her fully into the air and body slammed her face down on one of the tables.

"Oh, no," the younger man said with some real emotion in his voice. "I just put new felt on that."

Irvin ignoring this proceeded to reach down and spread Sophie's rectum and rammed his tongue in.

"No! Irvin. Not there! Sophie pleaded. "Enough is enough."

"It's not enough yet, Sefie," Irvin answered removing his tongue.

Irvin spread Sophie's legs as far as possible and pulled her to him as he stood at the edge of the table. He rammed his eight-inch penis into Sophie's asshole.

Sophie screamed at the top of her lungs, "Oh my God, it hurts! Stop it, Irvin."

The pool room manager said, "I can't watch any more of this desecration to my table," and he left the room. The old man, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind at all and moved closer to Irvin and Sophie to obtain a better view.

Irvin glanced over at him and sarcastically suggested, "Bring the kids, why don't cha?"

Irvin held Sophie tightly by the waist and pulled her closer with each of his forward thrusts of his blood-engorged penis. She continued to scream, as he pounded away at her with the force of a steam piston. Irvin finally shot his wad of hot cum up her asshole and, as he pulled his penis out he noticed it had some blood on it. Sophie lay face down on the table leaking cum and blood onto it. Irvin staggered slightly over to another table and laid down on his back.

Slowly Sophie came to her senses and she began to look about the room peripherally, because she didn't want to attract Irvin's attention. She perceived he had, once again, fallen asleep.

She quickly, but quietly, climbed down from the table and crept down the stairs to the first floor, while the old man looked on regretfully. Upon reaching the first floor, Sophie realized she could just throw on Irvin's coat, as her clothes were ruined, and get the hell out of there. But she wasn't interested. She wanted revenge and she wanted it now!

Sophie hurried over to the corner and secured her weapon. Sophie stood there in the center of the pub stark naked and snapped it a couple of times on the floor – CRAACK! One of the middle-aged heads said, "You go girl!" Several of the diners stopped eating for a second and burst into spontaneous applause.

Sophie nodded and bounded up the stairs. Irvin was still sound asleep flat on his back on the card table. When the old man perceived what was going to happen next, he removed himself to the corner of the room.

CRAACK! Sophie snapped her weapon down on the head of Irvin's now limp penis.

Irvin half writhed in pain, half attempted to stand up and landed on the floor in a ball. "Oh Goddamn!" he screamed in agony. "It hurts. Stop it Sophie!"

"Oh yeah," she responded "Just like I begged you to stop just a short time ago. Well, now it's your turn to get fucked!"

Sophie continued to dance around him snapping her weapon here and there, lightly breaking the skin in places, but never breaking bones and never doing any life threatening damage. It was a virtuoso performance of inflicting pain.

Later as Sophie was riding her bike back to her home, cum still leaking from her vagina and blood from her rectum, wearing only Irvin's long coat she thought to herself, 'Now there's a date I'm going to remember for awhile.'