One-Night Stand

Chapter 1

   "Take this shit off," the man uttered between breaks in the sloppy make-out session. The girl giggled slightly, enjoying the feeling of his erection at her thigh. She unzipped her dress slowly before rough hands tugged at it, far too eager for a strip tease. She pulled away as he tossed the garment to the ground and stared at her nearly nude form.

   "Why'd you pull away?" he asked, his speech slurred by alcohol. She smiled slyly before putting a finger to his mouth, hushing him. Getting on her knees before him and spreading his thighs. His breathing grew heavy as she worked diligently to undo his belt and zip down his pants. His dick sprung up in a moment, dripping with precum. He gazed down at her, shivering and whimpering softly as she slowly drug her tongue up, starting at the base and ending at the tip where she sucked softly, swallowing the precum that was previously there. Her eyes never looked away from his. It was only succeeding in turning him on more. She took more of him in slowly until he felt himself at the back of her throat. She still gazed at him as she began to bob her head. Her movements were experienced but painfully slow and he felt himself growing impatient. His need for release was starting to become painful.

   His hand gripped onto (h/c) locks and forcibly brought her down on him as he thrust into her mouth. She moaned, sending sweet vibrations through his body. Her eye contact was broken only for a moment as she closed her eyes, feeling bliss. He smiled at her slightly sadistically, growing rougher and being met with more moaning. Tears came to her eyes and drool spilled from her mouth as his movements became more erratic as he grew closer to his release. It stung her throat and made her gag but she'd be lying if she said that she hadn't thought of blowing him the entire night.

   She swirled her tongue as she felt him twitch slightly before unloading. He groaned; the hand not tangled in her hair covering his mouth. She pulled off of him slowly, swallowing the salty liquid and licking up the remainder left on his dick. His face was flushed and white strands of hair slick with sweat stuck to his face. She smiled innocently at him, climbing onto his lap and grinding on his quickly hardening dick. He glared at her playful expression before harshly pulling her into an even sloppier kiss than before, the taste of himself and alcohol mixed with the taste of the red lipstick which, by now, was almost entirely gone.

   He pushed her down onto the bed harshly and threw his clothes to the floor, focused solely on returning his lips to her. He let one hand roam her side while the other held himself up. His wet kisses made their way to her jaw and neck, nipping and biting at the skin, the salty taste of sweat feeling addictive. She tangled her hands in his hair and whimpered into his ear. He pulled away and sat back, taking in her form as she squirmed, desperate for satisfaction. He pulled off her undergarments before groping at her chest. She sighed, arching her back slightly. His actions didn't last long; however, as he moved down, dragging a finger along her slick and cleaning it off with his tongue. She glared.

   "Hurry up, jackass. I didn't make you wait," she snapped. He smirked at her.

   "So eager for me to be inside you, huh?" he responded, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

   "No, I just wanna get off sometime this year-" she was cut off by her own moan as he harshly shoved two fingers into her. He chuckled lowly as she became unraveled by his small movements. Moving away from her face he pulled his fingers away from her as he lapped at her cunt with his tongue, loving the taste. She moaned again, turning to putty in his hands. He focused his mouth on abusing her clit as his fingers returned to pumping in and out of her. Her thighs closed on his head as she grew closer to orgasm. He reached his free hand to grip at her thigh harshly, no doubt it'd leave a bruise later. Pleasure built in the pit of her stomach until eventually it finally came undone. She moaned loudly and arched her back. He smiled before licking up her cum, returning the favor she'd done from earlier.

   He sat up, climbing over her and nestling between her thighs. She gazed up at him through clouded eyes before pulling his cheeks towards her and kissing him roughly. He returned it with gusto, stroking himself slowly. He pulled away from the kiss and lined himself up before sliding into her with haste. They both groaned as she stretched around him. He leaned down, kissing her cheeks softly and thrusting himself in and out slowly. It caught the girl off-guard considering his scar covered body and how big his talk had been the entire night. Her hands roamed his toned chest and traced the marks of his scars. Surely, she had no place asking about the origin. For a moment she was sad at the realization she'd never know the man nested inside of her. He pulled away and stopped moving.

   She tried grinding against him but it was fruitless. He may have been going a tad slow for her taste but it was significantly better than cock-warming. She opened her mouth to chastise his rather irritating behavior but stopped as he trailed his fingers along her jaw. She raised her brow in question at him. He smirked in reply before pulling out and harshly pounding back into her. His movement was quick and sent sweet waves of pleasure through her. Before she could moan his hand grasped at her throat, squeezing just enough to cut her off and bring her closer to release. Pressure began building up in her core and before she knew it she'd reached orgasim. It sent the man inside of her over the edge as he came shortly after. A few more pumps before he pulled out and let himself collapse on the bed beside her. Their chests rising and falling quite notably as they caught their breath. The woman felt her eyes grow heavy and before she knew it, she was knocked out.