Unknown Nightclub, Colorado....
Unbeknownst to Dr. Hadrian Rawsone and likely his wife Julia, a constant and unsated compulsion seemed to dictate his actions as of late and he found himself far away from home and standing in the center of a lively nightclub amid semi darkness and pulsing rhythms. Clouds of thick smoke and dry ice fogged the purple backlit dance floor as many a patron made their way to the floor driven via the music and the liquid courage from their glasses. Hadrian had not said a word as he made his way toward the bar area where a group of young women were each attempting to get noticed by whichever man had taken an interest in them. He happened upon a blonde with green eyes and a slender body. She didn't have much in the way of a shape as far as Hadrian had been concerned, but where she lacked in body she more than made up for in the form of provocative attire, fishnet stockings and a torn denim skirt and vest draped over a sleeveless black t-shirt tied at the end to show off her smooth belly.
It was clear that she had one too many and her friends were trying in vain to get her to sit down and sober up. She seemed to resent their concern and shoved them away as she stumbled in the opposite direction before running into a silently watching Hadrian. His eyes seemed to flicker with something akin to desire as she approached him reeking of various shots of booze with her blonde locks sprawled all over her head.
She didn't say a word as she grabbed Hadrian by the arm and lead him back toward the restrooms. He followed without a word allowing her to lead him as she wished after having just encountered him. Once they were out of the view of her friends she complimented him on his appearance and took a few moments to run her hands along his body, more interested in what was below his waistline than whom he was at that moment.
Finding her interest piqued when she at last got what she wanted, Hadrian still had not said a word nor did he move to put an end to her wandering hands as she pulled him into a vacant restroom, not in the least caring which one it had been. His own hands were busy moving along her body, particularly gripping her well shaped backside as he lifted her off her feet the moment the door to the Men's restroom swung closed behind them.
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The Men's Restroom, Unknown Nightclub, Colorado....
No words and no names were exchanged as a series of sloppy and stimulation heated kisses were all that the two of them concerned themselves with. Hadrian briefly took a moment to set the blonde back on the ground as she pulled the seemingly enticing older man into a nearby stall via his belt and locked it behind them. The restroom was cleared at least for the time being and that meant all the more attention would be on their mutual need for each other as opposed to whom might be listening of course due to their incoherent states neither would have cared whether they had an audience or not.
The young drunken blonde saw her way to claiming her prize as she unbuttoned Hadrian's suit trousers and gripped his already well defined erection through the outline. She seemed pleased with her catch of the day and almost fascinated by it when she managed to pull the pulsing cock out into the open air kissing it as she looked up at the older man whom had been wielding it. A low grunt escaped his lips as his hand moved through her blonde locks wrapping around his fingers as she continued kiss and lick his cock at every angle.
Time had no meaning here between rapid breaths and the gentle suckling she delivered causing his need for her to grow exponentially. Frustration seemed to be the name of the game as she began unbuttoning her short denim skirt and stuffing her free hand into her pink laced panties. Hadrian said nothing as she continued to suck him feeling her tongue lap at his sensitive flesh causing further stimulation.
When her dripping fingers had not been enough, she discarded her skirt shoving it onto the ground and kicking it loose while allowing her panties to follow suit. She got to her feet gripping Hadrian via his enormous appendage once more and moaned when he pressed his body against her. Taking the initiative, Hadrian lifted her off her feet, gripping her firm backside as she wrapped her surprisingly shapely legs around his waist after allowing his trousers to fall to his ankles and the loud clanking of the metal from his belt when they hit the floor echoed through the bathroom as did their labored breaths and animalistic groaning. Hadrian's body seemed to move of its own accord as the drunken blonde barely bit back her moan the moment he pressed her back against the stall wall and launched his engorged appendage into her slick wet depths upon his aggressive entry.
While Hadrian's mind had not been working at that moment, he found that his body knew what it liked. Being well endowed didn't seem to hurt in this situation as it made the blonde all the more crazy for him as he shoved himself inside her warm depths while sliding her back along the cold stall wall.
He barely registered the frequent use of the term "Oh fuck..." that passed through her ruby red lips as she clung to him gasping with each thrust and moaning outright as he drilled himself into her accordingly.
He had not spoken a word despite all of the heavy action and the only sounds he made aside from labored thrusts and the ruffling of both their attire in the midst of their act were animalistic grunts and rapid breaths.
"Oh...oh fuck...your cock feels so good." moaned the young blonde gripping Hadrian via the shoulders tighter. "OH..."
Hadrian had not given much in the way of a reply as he was far too busy expressing himself in a primal sense. It had occurred to him quite early on that he was intending to fill a warm and fertile womb and that seemed to be all he cared for. The drunken blonde was unaware that she'd been enjoying the sensation of his ramming cock due to the fact that there was no protection being used between them.
Unbeknownst to them, there was a line of drunken men cheering them on and wishing they could get in on what was happening as they hooped and howled in approval at the display they could visualize as a result of the blonde's commentary.
Neither of them had known that they'd been at it for what seemed like hours as night was on the cusp of giving way to day and three am rolled around with her friends attempting to locate her before they headed home for the evening.
Hadrian found his pace becoming desperate and sporadic as he was indeed reaching his end. The blonde had been slumped clinging to him after having passed out multiple times after reaching multiple releases in the wake of their act.
She'd been so out of it that drool oozed down her cheeks and one of her partially tucked breasts flopped about in motion with the thrusts her body endured as it sprung free of the confines of her vest and shirt.
"Soooo fucking gooodddd." she mumbled as Hadrian continued to thrust her against the wall. "Best cock ever...oh...oh fuck....OH FUCK!!!!!"
Once more she'd reached her end and still he persisted until he could no longer sustain his release and the pulsing got the better of him. She had been too out of it to feel her insides being bathed in hot semen as a result of it. She didn't seem to mind it at all after screaming out for a final time before he let her get back to her feet and she did the honors of sucking him dry and licking him clean despite where his enormous appendage had been only moments ago.
Hadrian fixed his attire as if his body had a mind of it's own. She did the same hearing that her friends were looking for her. The drunken men were disappointed they couldn't get a turn with her as her as she gave Hadrian one last kiss on the cheek before heading toward the door of the stall.
"I love your cock, Mister." she said before taking off with her rightly concerned friend.
Hadrian ignored her and ventured out of the stall after her in time to overhear the comments she made to her friend about him and their strangely random encounter.
"I can't believe you fucked that old guy." her friend said annoyed.
"Hey..." said the young blonde apparently offended. "He's not old...or that old and he had the biggest and best cock I've ever seen."
Not caring one way or the other about the apparent compliment, Hadrian left the club without a word and climbed into his car. He made the drive back to his house and made his way through the door and upstairs to the bedroom he shared with his wife. He found that he had been unable to enter and jiggled the handle only to be met with silence and ventured back down into the living room where he passed out on the sofa.
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The Bedroom, The Rawsone Residence, Denver, Colorado...
Julia was startled awake when she heard the car pull into the drive. She knew Hadrian had returned and barely had just enough time to lock the bedroom door before he stumbled up the stairs. She curled into a ball beneath the covers when she heard him moving the knob and attempting to force his way in. This had been nothing new. She came to the conclusion that her husband was most certainly sleepwalking as he had all the symptoms. Due to the nature of what happens when she is around him when he is sleepwalking he either leaves when he can't initiate sex with her or he'll attempt to break the door down.
Maureen was quite helpful in determining what he'd been going through after they spoke over the phone and she said it was a kind of sleepwalking and sexomina combination that he seemed to have been enduring and as a result he was a lot more dangerous to himself and others when it occurred. Julia had no idea what he had done when he left the house or how he managed to drive while asleep but she knew he smelled of cheap liquor, the stench of sex and cigarette smoke whenever he returned and passed out as if he'd never left.
This morning had been no different as she finally managed to make her way downstairs to find him passed out on the sofa in the living room. He smelled exactly as he had the previous night when he stormed out without a word. The lingering scent of alcohol and the broken glass was an indication that he'd gotten drunk or something along those lines after going out and the stench of sex radiated off him in waves causing both her stomach to churn due to his apparent subconscious betrayal and the fact that he showed no signs of having used any form of protection during the encounter and that it could have been with anyone.
His hair was slick from sweat most likely due to activity and stuck to his forehead and cheeks. Julia noted his shallow breathing, a clear indication of his sleeping and did her best not to break down in tears as she moved about cleaning the mess he left her to find.
She didn't understand what was happening to him, but she knew Maureen had been their only hope to getting to the bottom of this and putting a stop to it.