Dafne Keen

You move away from the mess you've made and quickly re-join the addled masses. You walk around with your head in the clouds, basking in post-orgasmic bliss, brain still loudly buzzing with post-nut horniness. And that lack of attention causes you to run directly into someone as you both crash to the floor.

"Can you look where you're going?!" you hear a frustrated, feminine voice shout in your direction.

You get to your feet, and look down at who you've crashed into. "Oh, yeah, my baa--oh, fuck..." Your mouth drops open as you realize that it's 'Acolyte' star Dafne Keen. The 19-year old actress is wearing jeans that tightly hug her wide and tantalizing ass. They're paired with a matching jacket worn over a plain black tank top with a plunging neckline. Mouth open and salivating, you stare wordlessly at her cleavage.

"Helloooo? Are you going to finish that apology?" she asks, waving her hand in your face and causing her tits to bounce a little too invitingly.

"Yes!" you exclaim, grabbing her swinging hand by the wrist, and pulling her behind you, making a beeline for the nearest bathroom. You push the door open into the single occupancy men's room, dragging Dafne uncomfortably behind you as you quickly turn and lock the door.

"Don't want to be interrupted," you offer as explanation, a still confused Dafne staring at you expectantly, looking for an explanation. Hands on her hips, you notice her bright red nails, and slightly exposed stomach. Her deep brown eyes look through you and lightly glossed lips seem to be begging to be painted. You succumb to your lust-fueled brain and grab her by the tits, momentum pushing her up against the nearby tiled wall.

"Oh, Jesus, feel free?" You only groan in reply as you sink your fingers into her tits, feeling her nipples through the fabric of her tank top. "Wasn't this going to be an apology?" she asks, clearly more put off by the earlier rudeness than your hands on her tits.

"Yeah, I'm sorry I knocked you over" you finally manage, still focused on Dafne's chest. You pull her jacket off and her tank top down, finally revealing those perfectly perky tits. "But it was fucking worth it!" Your head descends and you immediately start sucking on one of her large brown nipples while teasing the other.

"Ahhhh," Dafne moans. "That's...oooh...one way to...ahhhh...apologize." You come up for air, and lock her into a sloppy makeout, pressing your dick into her thigh as you grip her ass through her jeans. She presses her body into you as both of your tongues explore each other. Seemingly mollified by your shitty apology, you feel her press her pussy against your thigh. The two of you swapping spit and dry humping for minutes like horny freshmen at BYU, you are as horny as you've ever been.

"Fuck, I'm just so horny," admitting the obvious as you break off your kiss and having humped the X-23 actress up against the wall. "Really, I couldn't tell..." Dafne deadpans.

"Honestly, I just got blown, but I need you to suck me off." You say, simultaneously pushing topless Dafne to her knees on the uncomfortable floor. Your cock twitches as her tits jiggle from the sudden movement. Just as quickly, you pull your pants to your ankles and let your dick feel the air once again. Hearing no objections, you aim and push your length into her partially open mouth. Still sticky and sweaty from recently unloading, Dafne winces at the sour taste of your cock, but you softly place one hand on her head, and encourage her to go deeper.

Closing her eyes in adorable concentration, she pushes past the musty flavor and begins to lightly suck on you. Your current level of horny, however, won't allow for a casual encounter. The hand atop her head begins to push the issue, imploring her head to move quicker and quicker.

"Suck it harder you teen slut," you manage through gritted teeth. Now at a steady rhythm, saliva begins to build in Dafne's busy mouth. Reticent to swallow, it drips and leaks from her lips onto the floor. After a few minutes, what was a few drips has become a small puddle. You reach your free hand down to roughly cup and grab her tits, groaning loudly as you do, pushing deeper as you feel her nipple press into your palm. "Fuuuuuck, yes, I love it!"

Having already busted less than 15 minutes prior, you last longer than you ever would have thought possible with a sexpot like Dafne. Enjoying every millisecond, you still steadily pump her head and your hips as she fellates you like a true professional. Lightly gagging, you've pushed Dafne past the halfway point of your dick, eager to see her bottom out with her upturned nose pressed into your stomach. Both hands on her head now, you make moves to run down that dream and pull her past her presumed limits. She coughs and gags as your tip bumps the back of her throat, trying to relax and take you in.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck, yes, fuck..." Punctuating each new thrust with commentary, you edge closer and closer to explosion. You place your hands on the wall in front of you, pinning Dafne between your body and the wall, continuing to pump her face like a Fleshlight. Hands at her sides, tits now covered in thick globs of saliva, you look down at her and feel your load cresting the wall. Pressing your hips forward as far as you can manage, there's a moment of resistance before your dick crosses the threshold and slides into her throat. Balls on her chin, face pressed into your midsection, you understandably can't hold it any longer.

"FUUUUUUUUCK!" you bellow as your knees lock, and your balls begin to spasm as they unload into the throat of your beautiful, talented partner. Maybe from inexperience or surprise, Dafne tries to swallow what she can, but is easily overwhelmed by the deluge of splooge unloaded into her gullet. It spurts from the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin onto her tits. Held in place, she has not choice but to let you finish unloading, dick continuing to pump and twitch for more than a minute before you're finally ready to retreat.

Seated on the floor, makeup ruined, chest covered in drool and cum, Dafne looks miles different from how you found her. A marked improvement in your opinion. Once blood flow returns to your brain, you shake off the lusty fog and pull your pants back up. "So, again, real sorry about knocking you over," you offer, dripping in sarcasm. Dafne can only gurgle in response, still sitting wordlessly on the wet floor as the cum dries on her tits.

You unlock the door and make your way back outside, noting that a line has now formed outside. "Finally!" a scrawny nerd in Jedi robes exclaims as you exit. You hear an excited "OH SHIT!" as the door closes softly behind you.

"She's gonna have a fun afternoon," you say to yourself, off to find a new adventure.