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Chapter 20
by
sammycolt
What dirty things does the German have planned in this seedy club?
Add some ecstasy to the mix
Jessica’s painful gasp as Stefan grabbed her thin braid in his fist and cocked her head back was drowned out by the music of the club, but the slutted-up starlet did not miss a beat, twisting and twirling her body in sync to the music in the middle of the small dance floor. Instead she managed to build the distraction flawlessly into her flow of movements.
“Yeah! Shake your ass, you little cunt!” Stefan growled. He had to give her credit. How she could still move like this after all the **** he had poured down her throat was more than a little surprising. He glanced back to their corner booth where the bottle of Tequila stood, emptied way past the half-way-mark. In large part, that was due to Jessica.
And she was drunk, there was no doubting that. She had started slurring her speech and her eyes glazed over a little, in fact it seemed Little Miss Hollywood was a rather lightweight drinker. However, he didn’t want her witty banter after all, he wanted to talk her into dirty deeds, wanted her even more corruptible, and for that goal her weak drinking skills were quite beneficiary. After only minutes she notably relaxed, even smiled when he started to grope her ass.
However, once he took her to the dance floor all clumsiness disappeared from her actions and Stefan was honestly shocked when he saw her move. No doubt about it, the girl was born to dance! Despite the heels and the booze, she turned heads as she let her body flow with the music, working her hips and ass. For a moment, he was so impressed that he just watched on as she danced, mesmerized by her skill.
That moment passed however. Focusing, the German stepped in close behind her and took charge. He wasn’t too much of a dancer, but that was not the point anyway. This was not about impressing strangers with his moonwalk, this was about showing the beautiful movie star off like the slut he was.
She let him take charge of course. **** paired with the day she had had saw to that and what this resulted in was comparable to a standing lap dance. She twisted, bumped and grinded for him while Stefan’s moveset was rather small as he restricted himself to mostly groping and fondling the sweaty girl, blatantly grabbing her ass and tits as she rubbed her body against his.
He smirked inwardly as he imagined what she’d think of her behavior once she was back to her normal state of mind, degrading and offering herself to him like a **** slut, bending over for him and rolling her as back against his crotch as he controlled her, one hand on her “whore-handle” one on her hip.
“That’s a good bitch!” he growled as he dry-humped her leather-wrapped butt, briefly letting go of her hip to give her ass a little smack, “Let’s kick it up a notch, Ficksau!”
He briefly searched the room until he made eye contact with a tall blonde in a tiny green dress that danced at the edge of the floor. He nodded, reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded five-Euro-note, lifting it high over his head while pointing at Jessica with his other hand.
The blonde nodded and moved towards them. As she came closer she reached into the tiny black purse she had slung over her shoulder and pulled out a small, white pill, popping it into her mouth.
Jessica never saw the woman coming as Stefan held her down in a submissive bent-over position as they shamelessly simulated wild sex in front of an audience. Only when the woman stood right in front of them Stefan roughly pulled her upright by her braid.
Jessica’s eyes widened in surprise as she saw the tall woman stand right in front of her, but before she had a chance to do anything the blonde grabbed her by the sides of her face and kissed her deeply. Stefan watched with satisfaction as he saw her slip her tongue, deep into Jessica’s dumbfounded mouth, pushing the little pill over, then keeping her trapped until she swallowed.
Jessica’s moan of protest went completely unheard under the music and she was unable to do anything when the small object was pushed into her mouth. For a moment she tried to break the kiss to spit it out, but both Stefan and the blonde held her tight, forcing her to comply and in her drunken state she couldn’t find a way out, quickly relenting and complying.
The blonde grinned and broke the kiss as she felt Jessica gulp the pill down. Looking into her eyes, the blonde dealer winked before pecking her once more on the lips while Jessica was still too shocked to act, standing there, rocked only by Stefan’s thrusts to her bum.
Stefan’s grin was wide as the blonde stepped past Jessica and accepted his money, slipping it into the cleavage of her dress. Before she left she leaned in to whisper into his ear.
“Fuck that little bitch hard!”
They exchanged a grin before the dealer slipped away. Stefan turned back to Jessica, who looked back at him over her shoulder with big, confused eyes. He smiled widely and gave her ass a hard slap, causing her to gasp.
“What are you looking at, you dumb slut? Shake your fucking ass!”
Drunk, ... what's next?
Jessica Alba - Adventures in Amsterdam
Miss Alba's personal Sin City
A story about all the sexual situations Miss Alba experiences in the strange city.
Updated on May 31, 2022
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