Ane

Putting my attention on the one who was closest to me - Ane, I took one step up to her just to get closer. I raised my hand up and swatted it down, smacking her phone out of her hand and making it hit the table's surface with a loud BANG. Due to me making a minuscule amount of physical contact with her hand when hitting her phone down, Ane froze in place and just stared at her fingers where her phone used to be. Ane had to be the one that made me the most upset since she was so thoughtful with the things that she said about me, and her jovially telling that event where she had them all ignore me really solidified her in place for the first one to be used by me - that fucking bitch.

"Get your ass over here." I said in a way that sounded like I was grunting as I had my lips curled in and my teeth almost pressed on each other as I lunged at her neck with my hand and grabbed her by the throat. I yanked her to the edge of the seat like she was some ragdoll and started hocking something up. Tilting her inattentive face up toward me, I spit in her eye as if she was the same as the dirty pavement that everyone walks on, and even with how angry I was, I knew what I had just done was very nasty, mainly because I don't do this kind of thing at all because I myself find it disgusting to do, but this time I made an exception because this chatty bitch deserved it. With my hand still lightly choking her, I manhandled her out of her seat and was reminded of how petite of a female she is as she was only 5'1. "Get on the fucking table." I spoke to her in the same way that I did before while pushing her down on her back onto the table until she was laying on top of it with her legs dangling off the end. I unwrapped my hand from around her neck and rose up from the leaned over position I had put myself in when putting her down on the table. I looked at her as she was laid down on the table like someone about to be operated on, her friends not giving a fuck about her as not only could they simply just not acknowledge the physical state she was in, but they were too busy having their eyes stuck to their phone screens. Ane was dressed very basically: wearing a white short-sleeve, black leggings, white sneakers, and even having a pink scrunchie around her wrist.

Having enough of looking at her like this, I grab the legging fabric that's over her crotch with both hands and rip it right open with what felt like the littlest amount of effort I've ever put into ruining a garment. I took a quick look at her downstairs through the very big hole that I had just made and saw that she had on a pair of basic white panties before going on to grab her body and flip her over onto her front. Immediately I could tell that she had no ass because when my eyes landed her rear, I felt pretty much nothing because of how little she had there. I grabbed the fabric of her leggings that was over her ass and teared it open with the same little amount of ease that I used just a couple seconds ago. As I thought, nothing to write home about, Ane's butt was flat like the letter "b" in music notations, disappointing, but I'm flexible when it comes to those that I want to fuck; pussy is pussy. Speaking of...

I grab Ane's underwear very tightly and pull back my hand with a great amount of force, ripping her panties off in one clean go. I drop 'em on the floor and look at her butt crack and moderately hairy pussy as it's just waiting there to be fucked. Wanting to get this shit over with, I grab Ane's legs by their calves and spread them far away from each other, then step up real close behind her to grab her waist and thrust myself into her warm vagina. A feeling of primal rage and intense horniness washes over me as I start rapidly humping her, my ballsac touching the cool wood of the table every time I pushed in, causing the table to shake and make the salt and pepper shakers vibrate along the table's surface with each impetuous movement. I'm not the type to brag or demonstrate displays of power for the sole purpose of proving I'm better, but vicious giving it to Ane's skinny body felt extremely good, like I was in some way showing her who's the boss and that she can talk all her shit about me, but I'm the one that's liberally using her like some sort of deluxe fleshlight; man, what has gotten into me? Oh, right... these three.

"So, how's James?" I hear Annah say over the racket that is the loud banging of the table without even looking at who it is that she's talking to because her phone must be more important.

"Good. He's been like... getting into fishing." Kashvi answers, also not taking her eyes off her screen.

"Fishing?! Your boyfriend fishes?" Ane comments, inserting herself into the conversation while she gets my penis inserted into her.

"Yeah, *yawns* it's pretty... odd, but whatever." Kashvi answers.

"Well, I guess that means he ain't got no problem with your pussy if he likes being around fish so much, hahaha!" Ane takes a shot at Kashvi, but the jokes on her because right now I'm tearing up HER tuna, haha, these girls have really gotten to me... whatever.

"Pfft. I wish. I almost every time have to fucking stress to him how important it is that he fingers me well before going in. He makes it seem like everything but his dick is allergic to pussy." Kashvi complains.

"Well maybe you should put some fish down there and maybe he'll want to reel it in." Ane continues messing with Kashvi, eliciting a laugh from her and Annah as I myself maintain my wild composure, even going on to grab Ane's mid-back-length hair and pull it back hard, yanking her head up in a way that causes her neck and back to curve like she's doing yoga or something, yoga that involves her taking it deep in the guts.

"Hehe, yeah, probably." Kashvi responds.

"...We're still getting the nachos, right?" Annah asks, this time taking her eyes off her phone to quickly look at her friends, obviously unfazed by her blonde friend's body being on the table with her top-half arched like the curve of a J as she gets her pussy roughly smashed.

"Yeah. Why? Wanna get something else?" Kashvi asks.

"No, I just wanted to make sure. Had to be sure that we're still on the same page." Annah explains her motive for asking.

"Better not want anything else. I fucking LOVE the Ye Ole Nachos." Ane voices her fondness for what I assume is an appetizer.

Wanting something a bit new, I pulled out of Ane and turned her over onto her back, getting a better view of her untrimmed crotch. I grabbed her waist in the same manner and watched this time as I stuck my dick inside the girl that shit-talked me, feeling a euphoria come over me as I saw myself actively penetrating her folds as a form of payback or probably reparations... payback is the better word. Sounds like I'm the one on top. I resumed having my hate-filled sex with her, getting the table back to its shaky state and making whatever was on top of it move from its initial spot little by little with each hard thrust I gave to her cunt. I looked at Ane's face as I quickly pumped back and forth. Her face was blank, neutral, unconcerned, just like most of the females that I fucked and stuff before this. I wasn't necessarily attracted to Ane because she was both a bitch and a bitch with an okay face, nothing really interesting. Since looking at her face wasn't really doing all that much for except getting me a little more angry, I scrolled my eyes down a little and ended up looking at her chest where there was little protrusion coming through her shirt. Taking a hand off from her waist, I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up as best I could given that it took more effort to pull up because of how she was laid down. I got it up her torso just enough to be able to see her braless 32A breasts which had soft-looking pink nipples. Since she was on her back, they kinda sunk in a little, making them look even more small than they already are; not a big deal, it's something and I get to experience it. I slid my hand up her body and started feeling her A-cup, doing my best to grab whatever I could as I at the same time energetically raw-dogged her accepting hole. With my index finger, I moved it around on top of her nipple, making it get hard as I pressed into it and rapidly flicked it around.

"Oh, I think our drinks are coming." Annah announced, slightly raising herself up out of her seat to look over the top of the booth.

"Didn't take long." Ane said as I kept rubbing her breast and fucking the shit out of her.

"Good, I'm star— I mean— thirsty." Kashvi said, finally putting her phone down.