I was lounged comfortably on my bed watching a rerun of Taboo, one of my preferred appearance, ( this episode being about mating ) ; one of my favorite topic when my belly growled loudly. They were running a endurance contest of episodes and I had forgotten to eat something. I hurriedly stumbled of bed and walked to the kitchen of the 2 bedroom apartment I shared with my adept friend whose huge tits I had lusted after for the longest, time though I would never get a movement on her. When I got to my electric refrigerator and opened it, it was in a sad state of emptiness and right-hand then and there my stomach growled again to remind me of its own state of matter of vacancy. I pondered my options and realized I'd have no pick but to go to the closest fast intellectual nourishment joint to grab a lately night bite. I left a banknote for my roommate so when she got back from clubbing with her catch of the Nox, she would n't worry. She would always ask me to go with her but I always refused because the one fourth dimension I went clubbing with her, I was far from impressed by the crowded room, over priced intellectual nourishment, and the almost animalistic way men competed for the attending of the women. I was fine being I for the moment and it was n't like I could n't get a boyfriend. I went back into my room to make myself somewhat presentable. I usually slept with a big t-shirt on and scanty so all I had to do what put on some pants and find a comfortably fitting shirt. It was almost midnight and I figured I wouldn't meet many masses so I skipped putting on a bra. I found some horseshoe grabbed my keys and enough cash for my intellectual nourishment and walked out the house. It was brisk outside and I did n't feel like going to get a crown so I just hurried to my car and pulled out the lot. As I drove around looking for an establishment that would still be open at this ungodly minute my mentation went back to my sooner ponderings. I had been with my comely share of men in the past but I was still a virgin. Do n't get me wrong, I was n't not a chaste nun, having perfected the art of the blowjob in lieu of sex and having hours of fourth dimension spent with my deal between my leg pleasuring myself, but I felt like my virginity was something best saved for mortal limited. With all my thoughts of sex and masturbating I was getting pretty hot and I almost missed the exposed McDonalds. With some crafty driving I maneuvered into the parking lot parked and got out of my car. I noticed that the temperature had dropped and I shivered. When I enetered the building it was fond and it smelt of french fries. The shoes looked unrecognizable without all the thirsty patrons. I walked up to the cashier area and waited for individual to issue forth because I could see two new miss in the back. When one of them came up to service me ; she smiled and asked me what I wanted. While I looked up at the menu I saw her gaze move down in the mouth to my chest. I did n't have big breast but my large d cups got by just amercement. When I looked down to state her my order I swear I saw her lick her backtalk. My snatch tingled at the mint and my heart picked up pace. I chatted lightly with her until her coworker made my solid food. I found out her name was Ashley and that we went to the like collage. When my food for thought came I found a tabular array by the corner, sat my tray pull down and decide to go dampen my mitt. I looked in the mirror and instantly regretted for going a bra before I left the house because I noticed that my tit were pointing straight out, almost beckoning the eye. So this was the reason Ashley was staring at my chest, I hoped they would mince before I went back to eat. When I was drying my helping hand, I heard the door behind me open and finish and I assumed it was one of the proletarian on the account that the place was empty-bellied except us three. I heard the somebody moving finisher to me in a perfunctory pace and I assumed they were heading to the toilet facility stalls. I had cultivation drying my mitt and I was on my way out the threshold when quickly bridge player shot out from behind me and covered my sass and pushed my body to the cold tile of the bathroom wall. My breast flattened against the wall and my hardened nipples being the focal point of the coldness sent a shiver of pleasure to my hot snatch despite the dread state of affairs. I was in shock, like a deer in headlights so I froze. It was evidence not only from the backbreaking body but the hard shaft pressed against me that my attacker was all male. Suddenly I realized in my heart that if I did n't get away quickly then I would be raped. I tried to gasp of the air I needed to scream but the unafraid hand around my lips stopped that. I felt full lips thicket on the tiny hair's-breadth on my ear as my capturer said `` scream and you 'll regret it '' his voice was potent like his grip and very deep. It was an all male phonation, one a girl could fall for in unlike lot. I felt him pull out away and heard what I knew was duct tape being unraveled. first-class honours degree he covered my mouth them he bound my wrist joint in a seemingly unbreakable vice. I was stuck and very vulnerable. He stood back and admired his body of work like any genuine artist would and he nodded in approval. This was my chance to get a facial expression at his human face but it was covered by a ski masquerade party with the centre and mouth cut. I sighed in defeat as suddenly his hand lounged forward and thinking he was going to happen upon me, I cringed be instead grouped at the neckline of my shirt, then he pulled, knockout. I heard my shirt rip open and felt the insensate air on my breast. He nodded in approval as he cupped my left tit in his hand and is sass came down on my now aching mammilla. His mouth was an hell of estrus and I felt the low drop curtain of liquidity axial rotation out of my snatch onto my dry step-in. I arched my back involuntarily into his cheek as if I was encouraging him because he took it as that. He suckled my nipple with excitement for what felt like an eternity. When he finally lifted his straits from my left white meat I sighed in succour cerebration he was done only to throw him put his mouth on my right nipple to continue the torture. By now I knew my juices were freely flowing because I could flee the slick of my slit brim as I rubbed my second joint together. He looked like he had had his fill of devouring my tit he left it go, the dusty air on the raw sensitive nub making me shiver. He stopped kneading my other tit and dropped his hands to the strawman of my blue jean and it dawned on me that after I left this restroom I would no longer be a Virgin. I closed my eyes hoping that when I opened them this would all go away or that the girls who were running the restaurant would come assist me. I heard the zipper being pulled, I felt his hand eluding into the opened region and palpate my covered mound. He then slowly pulled down my denim and panty in one fluid motion. He swirled the dampen pubic hairs that were on the border of my twat and then he slowly slid his finger between my burning pussy. I shivered and tried to bray my hips on his one finger but when he noticed what I was doing he slowly withdrew his saturated digit."You horny fornicatress, you act like you don't want it but your succulent pussy says otherwise"he crooned softly."Open your eyes"the demand was flabby, almost gently. I foolishly ignored him but immediately changed my mind when he grabbed both my pap and squeezed them. I let out a sharp muffled cry and immediately opened my heart."That's a beneficial daughter"he whispered out in a mock praising vox. He roughly grabbed my jaw and gave me a blistering kiss. What I didn't placard that his pant had been pulled down so when I felt something blindly poke at my throbbing slit, I jumped and looked down to see an impressive cock. It was thick and foresightful with veins running along it and topping it of was a late red clefed psyche which was spewing out pre cum. He palmed his gibe and positioned it at my slick entranceway and with no overture he shoved the whole thing in with a pleasured grunt. With my mouth tapped nil came out but a pathetic snuff it supplication but that only spurred him on because he pulled out to the very tip and slammed in with more force than before. It was a good affair I was wet because I'm sure he would have torn me to chip. Tears were flowing from my eyes and he bent down and lapped them away like a puppy. His footstep had settled and while he leisurely pumped in and out and in and out he bent down to suckle on my increasingly sore nipples. His fat cock kept rubbing maddeningly against my g post and I felt the number 1 signs of an climax. He felt my wet pussy gripping his cock like a vice and his speed increased. Now I was against the wall my chest mashed against his robe chest his handwriting cupping my ass squeezing, grasping and rubbing my gather ringing. We were both panting like wild animals union, he was grunting while I was moaning. I felt his Lucille Ball slapping against my cunt haulage close and twitch, he found a soft spot on my neck and clamped his teeth bass down into my figure, marking me as his true bitch. His member started to patter out the scalding resultant role of his efforts while he pumped it deeper into me. His cum kept on coming and coming, like a never ending river. The sweet and acidify pain of his dentition in my neck, the spirit of getting bred from my hot cunt, and the friction of my sore teat rubbing on his hard chest drove me over the boundary and I came and I came and I came. His juices and mine mixed in an endless chemical bond and the age old dance was completed. I was so feeble and could hardly halt myself up so I slumped up against him. We both stood there fro minutes waiting for my pussy to release his still leaking cock from its handgrip and from our dead body to regain. When he slowly pulled away I whimpered and he sighed from the remainder pleasure and our juice with now boned us together flowed out of me like a waterfall. I felt it leak on my leg and I heard it drop onto the story. He stepped away from me wordlessly and I slumped to the floor spent physically and emotionally exhausted. I closed my eye and I heard the bathroom door swing shut. After a while I awkwardly picked myself up and made myself as presentable as possible despite my shirt being in tag end and there being a visible wet patch on my pants. When I walked out in disgrace expecting the sorry I was greeted with silence because both girls were nowhere in sight, I assumed they were somewhere in the back. I weakly picked up my food and left hand. When I got base that Night I pleasured myself with our combined juices all dark long. The sun rose and a new day started and it was all quite fitting because I was a new person.

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