His lips against your ear: "I am going to fuck you so hard" his tongue grazed your earlobe, "and make you cum so much that you won't be able to walk."
You'd tried say something spirited, slightly defiant, as a response to his cocky certainty, but his fingers were still working magically inside you and instead what came out was "uhhhnnhhh" as your body shook with its first orgasm. As soon as he drew his fingers away, you turned into him and dropped to your knees.
With brutal efficiency, you had his belt and pants open and his pants and underwear to his knees.
Through the dark haze you could see that his cock was even thicker than you had thought. A twinge of uncertainty, mixed with blind desire, as you wondered if you could take it. Your hand wrapped around it, you leaned forward and began to lick and kiss, inhaling the first taste of him and his pre-cum soaked head. But you wanted more and soon your lips parted and you pressed forward letting his hardness slide into your mouth. His thickness as you took the head of his hard cock into your mouth stretched your mouth wide, and again through your desire you marveled at his size, and wondered how much you could actually take.
You sucked and pressed, taking more, trying, working, to take all of it. He moaned. Then his hands were in your hair and he was forcing his hard thick shaft further into your mouth and down your thought. Ignoring your gag reflex you pressed forward until, impossibly your nose was pressed against him and his entire cock was down your throat.
He moaned. Loudly. For all his cockiness and certainty you were in control now. With your lips, tongue, throat, you could bend him to your will.
You slid back off, enough to enjoy licking around the tip and sucking him in your mouth. His hands in your hair gripped tighter and suddenly he was guiding your mouth up and down his shaft, and he was back in control. He began to slowly slide his hard dick in and out, increasing the pace until he was forcefully fucking your mouth. His hardness seemed to grow and somehow he became even harder, and his body tensed. You readied yourself for his thick cum to explode inside your mouth, a pang of uncertainty but still you were desperate to taste it, to swallow every last drop. But suddenly he pulled away. Leaving your mouth empty and your whole body craving more of his hard thick flesh.
He lifted you up so you were standing. And spun you around. An odd thought slipped through your mind amid the passion and excitement and need to feel his thick cock inside you - that your jaw and throat would be very sore in the morning. He pressed your back forward and down bending you over at the waist. And lifted your dress. There was no pause to see if you were ready, and because you were soaking there was no need. He thrust forward impaling you with the same thick cock that had just choked you as you had swallowed it.
It was so thick that it stretched and almost hurt - and again that odd fleeting thought 'but I swallowed it' passed through the periphery of the passion that was setting every nerve ending on fire.
True to his word, he fucked you hard. Very hard. Within what might have been only seconds you were cumming. Cumming so hard your legs were shaking. He held you up by your hips and continued to pound as another, and then a third orgasm shook your whole body. You lost sense of time, but it seemed like he lasted a long time, especially as you were sure he was seconds from cumming down your throat only moments ago.
Then his cock throbbed and his hands shook a little as they pulled your ass into him and you felt him explode. Felt his cum filling you up. And still more.
And then he pulled out and disappeared into the darkness.
Slowly you stood up. Shaky. You needed a drink. After an internal debate, you decided that you hadn't been gone so long that you couldn't slip back into the reception without your colleagues wondering about your absence.
