She kept telling herself that it was the alcohol's fault, that it was that single martini which made her irrational - all her own lies building up in her head to protect herself from what was really going on with her - desperate lust.
Katelyn was not the one to give into advances and flirting easily. Most would likely even call her a stuck up bitch, or think of her as cold. Yet she was now bent over a stranger's bed with her face mushed into a pillow as her muffled moans echoed through the room.
She tilted her head to the side, immediately spotting her reflection in a mirror by the wall. Her face a total mess with running make up and a gaping mouth, unable to stop her gasps and shrieks with each thrust the man behind was giving her.
"Mike... stop!" She managed to get the words out in-between the rhythmical clapping.
Instead of stopping, Mike's big hand came down on her ass, sending the pale cheeks into a forceful jiggle.
Katelyn curled the sheets into two fists, muttering a quick "Fuck!" under her breath as she felt that fat cock hammer away at her insides, practically reshaping her walls and bringing her close to yet another orgasm. What was it, the 4th tonight? She didn't know anymore. It was all a blur by this point. What started out as a painful attempt to take on the biggest dick she's ever seen, now turned to pure bliss and pleasure of her submitting to his enormous manhood.
The phone on the side of the bed started vibrating again, not for the first time tonight either. Kate stared at it until the call was dropped then immediately picked the phone up while getting bounced around.
"Hey baby..." She managed to text before another deep hit sent a bolt of shivers up her spine. Her finger slipped typing 13 random letters in another message.
"Sorry, I'll just be out for a bit longer. I'm with friends." She managed to quickly text before losing concentration from the relentless pounding.
A hand grabbed her hair, pulling her up to press closely against the man she was with. His other hand went to explore her tits, one after the other, squeezing roughly like he owned them. She just stared down at his dark skin covering hers, then felt his lips kiss her neck and couldn't help but moan in response.
"Get that mouth ready." Mike's rough voice whispered into her ear. Then without warning he pushed her, letting go of her hair as she fell back down onto the bed.
He slipped out his cock in a sudden movement, almost enough to make her squirt from it, and before she knew it he walked over to the side of the bed stroking himself in front of her face.
Kate stared at his size then up at him.
"You need to consult your lawyer or something?"
As rude as she thought Mike was at times, she obeyed. Her lips parted and her tongue stuck out, dropping a bit of drool on the bed.
He grunted, grabbing a hold of her head with one hand and pushing his cock into her mouth. Her lips were instantly stretched to the limit, then her mouth was full as her tongue twirled around his shaft to find room for itself, after that the tip went into her throat and she began to gag.
"Shit." Mike said meeting her desperate look, pulling out a little, before pushing back in. "Almost there."
Tears swelled up in the corners of Kate's eyes while she struggled with staying conscious as his cock invaded her throat more and more. One last push forced it so far down that she felt like she couldn't breath.
"Mmhh..." Mike gave no warning, only a low groan before finally his cock started pulsing and twitching.
Kate's eyes widened when she felt the amount of cum being pumped into her, filling her up. She recoiled, sliding his cock out but not before it left her with a mouth full of thick cream. When it finally left her lips, a few more streams shot across her face.
It was so much that she had to swallow half while the rest spilled out, running down her chin and dripping onto her naked chest.
