The look of love...so beautiful, so dreamy and so pure.
A man staring at me up and down as I sway to the music of the club.
Him licking his lips as he watches the way those hips bounce side to side.
Him feeling his pant tighten when just the right amount of cleavage pokes through that low cut dress.
Noticing the way his eyes roam over my body, his strong build and his dark eyes and smirking. Loving the effect my body is causing.
Turning around to let him stare at the back since he doesn't deserve the front anymore.
Pretending to be surprised when he joins on the dance floor, his hands wrapping around my waist.
"you've been teasing", he whispers against my ear before nibbling on it.
"you're a grown ass man, handle it." Saying with a smirk to piss him off.
"you've got quite the mouth,baby." He answers pinching on my waist harshly.
"still would work better than yours, old man." The words leave the mouth without any thoughts as my hands push his chest away and walk off to the ladies washroom.
That. No one talks to him like that. He's the one who's allowed to talk like that, but he just watches my back as I leaves.
Time skips to later that night
The clutch feels heavier in my arms as I head out of the club.
A few steps taken before a strong harsh hand pulls my forearm making me drop my clutch on the road.
The hand drags me against the dark alleyway next to the club. My mouth muffled, my eyes wide in horror. Scared im going to get raped.
(But still, I feel my thongs get wetter.)
The man chuckles before turning me around and pining me to the dirty wall. It's bricks scratching my open thighs.
"you've got a dirty fucking mouth baby. I need to show it what it's good for." The stranger from before grumbles before forcing his fingers on my cheeks. Making my lips plucker.
I feel him spit down my throat, laughing at the way I resist him. (Not yet aware of how wet I am)
"you called me fucking old, didn't you bitch huh!!! You dare that. Sluts like you like being reminded who they are." He says angry as he forces a finger down my throat. Loving the way I gag almost immediately.
"I'm gonna let your mouth go and i swear on the devil if you scream, I'll fucking kill you and then feed you to the dogs" he threatens before letting my mouth go. I just...whimper?
"good fucking girl." He praises as his hands travel downwards and under my dress.
He laughs as he feels how damp my thongs are without even entering his fingers in them. "You liked that, didn't you? You liked the thought that someone would rape you in this dirty fucking alleyway." He asks as he slips his finger inside my thongs and presses down on my clit.
"I did...I did...but it's called forced-sex fantasy you assh-" a hard smack is delivered to my face before I could complete my sentence.
"you talk to me like that again...and I'll never let you cum. Fuck your mouth and leave you... unsatisfied." He warns as he pushes his two fingers inside my wet cunt.
Whimpers fall from my mouth as I feel him reach deep inside me.
He licks my lips, tasting the lipstick I had applied before pushing his tongue inside my mouth as he continues to finger fuck me.
"you don't even know my name and you're letting me fuck your cunt with my fingers like a whore. You're interesting" he declares after pulling away as he speeds up.
"beg me, beg me to let you cum on my fingers and I'll let you." He commandes as he slows down to tease me.
"please...please whoever you are...please let me cum...please please I need this...please." I beg with tears in my eyes.
He laughs at the control he has over me before he speeds up again and rubs my clit to let me cum.
"good job baby." He praises as he pulls his fingers out and sticks them in his mouth. Groaning at the taste, his eyes closing in pleasure.
I take deep breaths, stabilizing myself on his shoulders. "Get on your knees baby." I hear him say making me look up at him. "What?"
"do I need to repeat myself...I said get on your knees. I told you I'd show what you and your mouth are good for." He warns as he pushes my shoulder down until he's towering over me with those dark eyes.
I come face to face with his bulge. Gosh it was so beautiful. I couldn't make out most of it...but it was very much evident.
His hands travel to his belt and he quickly opens it before pushing his pants and his boxers just below his thighs.
His cock stands tall, thick and beautifully sculpted. Beads of pre cum leaking. I lick my lips at the view.
"take a deep breath and open your mouth as wide as you can. You'll have trouble breathing." (Awww that sounded like care). I kept my eye contact with him as I Opened my mouth as wide as I could.
His hands grip my hair as he angles his hips just perfectly before pushing the tip inside my mouth.
Gosh it felt so intruding and big inside my mouth. "You'll remember my cock the next time you call a stranger old baby." He warns before slamming half of his down my throat.
I gag immediately, pushing at his thighs. My nose runny as he keeps going. "This isn't for your pleasure slut. This is your lesson." He growls angrily as he keeps thrusting his hips in my direction.
I was crying. My breathing hard my nails digging in his thighs.
I looked up at his face with my teary eyes. His head was thrown back in pleasure as he used my mouth as a jacking off machine.
"fuckfuck. These are exactly why your bratty mouths are good for...just taking cock while you whine and cry like a bitch." He degrades as he speeds up.
I was choking, crying, thumping my fists against his thighs to take things slow. It's not everyday a stranger rams his big dick down my throat.
"fuckyoufuckyoufuckyou. Fucking take it." He says angrily as he holds my face to his trimmed bush as he cums down my throat.
I feel the bitter, hot cum in my throat. He let go of my hair and i immediately hunch over. Coughing and gasping for air while he tucks his cock back into his boxers and pants.
I was still trying to catch my breath when he picked me up by my shoulders to stand up. Was it still not over?
His hands leave my shoulder and travel down inside my dress and he pulls my thongs off.
He dangles them in front of my fucked up face and then sniffs them like a pervert.
"this...is my gift."he says smirking as he slaps my cheek two times lightly before stuffing the thongs inside his pockets and walking off as if he didn't just give me a sore throat for the rest of the week.
