Jessica Loves Cock: Intoxicating Relationship

— — — Get Drunk and Easy for Me! — — —

“Want another drink?”

The question makes Jessica smile, she nods and her mouth forms into an even bigger smile than it was already. “Yessss, you buying?” She’s dancing so close to him she's practically rubbing her ass against his thighs. "I'll take a shot of Jameson!" She has been drinking beer - Asahi, to be specific - all night, and now she's ready to go for the harder stuff. The guy is also much better looking now, compared to when she first met him. But, she wasn't drunk then.

Mikey couldn’t believe his luck. The woman had one hell of a body and actually seemed interested in him! Although, he also noticed the slur of words, and how drunk she really is. He looked her over, swaying his hips just enough to look like he’s dancing as well, and coming so, so very close to rubbing his bulge against that wonderfully round ass.

She must have noticed his intentions or desires, because she pulled into him just enough for her ass and crotch to grind against his. God, what a slut! He got really lucky with this one!

Okay, whatever - it’s not like he has to take her home with him, or even on a date. The fact the hefty fellow had already lost some respect for her speaks volumes. He could easily let her keep grinding against him, get properly hard, and probably end up busting in his jeans. But, he’s curious how much drunker, and how much easier, she can become.

Mikey barely leaves his house, but something possessed him to hit up the local bar. Loneliness maybe? Boredom? Boredom sounds right. It was the weekend and he was tired of sitting home on his computer, doing the same thing, watching the same porn.

When he met Jessica, he was thrilled by how approachable and friendly she was. Most women wouldn’t look twice at him, at least the ones he wants to talk to. The only ones interested in him are the ugly and / or overweight bitches with low standards. Mikey is overweight and not very good looking, but he’s not interested in those types. Decades of watching porn featuring unrealistically beautiful, curvy women has skewed his perception of what women should be.

He offered to buy Jessica a drink, and he was surprised by how happy that made her. He realised pretty quickly that she’s an alcoholic, and anyone would be happy not having to pay for the things they love. When she finished the first drink, he offered to buy her another. And then another. He kept offering, and she kept saying yes. Now, she’s almost plastered. Almost. One more drink will probably get her where he wants her.

Now, he’s getting her that -one more- drink. He returns to her with a double-shot of Jameson. “Here you go. Cheers!”

They clink glasses - she barely even notices what he's drinking, but the sight of amber-gold her glass makes her mouth water. She drinks it down in one gulp, shivers as the iced liquid runs down her throat, and then momentarily makes her belly feel warm. "Hhhhhhuuhhh, so goooood!"

The dancing continues, the two have a great time. Jessica gets progressively more drunk as that most recent shot starts to hit. She was probably too drunk to realise it was a double, and now she's off her face. She stumbles now and then, occasionally falling into the man's arms, only to be righted again and the dancing resumes.

Mikey knows it’s wrong, what he’s doing. But it’s just so much fun, and Jessica is the only attractive woman that has paid him this much attention. At least, without him having to pay for it. He’s only had a few beers, but he acts like he’s just as drunk as she is. He watches her make a fool of herself, barely able to stay on two feet. The last thing he wanted, though, was for her to get sick, or black out and leave him responsible for ensuring this veritable stranger gets home.

His hands wander as she hangs onto him for support, thick fingers squeezing over the roundness of her ass as she huddles to his collared shirt.

Let's go to the bathroom." The man whispered, giving her ass another squeeze.

She doesn't even question it. The guy has been so nice to her all night, buying her drinks, keeping her from falling over, and just when the loud music was starting to give her a headache, he suggests they go to the bathroom. What a caring man!

She follows him, appreciating the way he guides her through the crowd, because she definitely would have been stumbling if not for his helping hand.

He guides her by the small of her back, following behind her as he leads her to sit on the toilet seat within the first stall of the restroom. He pulls the door shut behind them.

“That’s better… Just us now. Nice and quiet. Now pull off your top.” A warm, gentle smile greets her from above as he stands in front of her, hands moving past the round of his stomach as he begins to undo the belt at his waist. Then, he’s tugging down his zipper, boldly ready to expose himself to the drunken harlot.

Mikey notices a look of confusion on her face, so he acts indignant. “The least you can do is suck me off after I bought you all those drinks, right?” Mikey hadn't even got her name as he fished inside, hand returning with the musky, thick, uncut cock that was already putting off heat.

Her eyes seem far away, dazed. Whenever she looks at him, it almost seems like she's cross-eyed and struggling to keep focus. She stares at his cock for a long time, no emotion, as if she's trying to comprehend what she's looking at.

"Oh yeah..." She said, deciding that she agrees with him. He did buy her a lot of drinks, so, yes, the least she can do is give him a blowjob. That sounds like a good deal! If she was sober, she'd probably disagree, but her drunken mind thinks the overweight man is very logical with that! So, she pulls up her shirt, exposing her tits beneath her soft pink bra.

She brings her face closer to his, breathing in the scent, and then starts to lick it just to get a taste.

Mikey places one palm flat against the stall while he looms in over her, allowing her mouth easy access to his swollen crotch. The other hand wanders towards her head, encouraging her forward as he feels the flicker of her tongue lashing out at the foreskin of his cock head. “Atta girl! You’re a good listener, aren’t you, slut?” The man was quickly becoming lost in lust as he tangled his fingertips along her short black hair and got a hold. “Don’t be shy. Come on. I bet you’ve sucked plenty of cocks before.”

Fogged glasses peered down, his member twitching as she began to tend to him. The thing was thick, above average in length and veined nicely. Just below two low orbs hung, that musk smelling rather sweaty from all the dancing they'd been doing.

"Mmmh... mmm ehehe I have..." She giggles, remembering all the dicks she has sucked when men get her drunk and take advantage of her. For some reason, it's not clicking right now that it's happening to her again. That this man, who she has mistakenly thought of as such a kind person, taking care of her all night, is taking advantage of her as well.

She opens her mouth wide to wrap it around the tip of his cock, tongue gently massaging the underside while she looks up at him. The taste of sweat and musk permeate on her tongue, and then she takes him deeper. His girth parts her lips more until she's slowly moving her head back and forth on his lap.

"Mmmf... Mmmh... Ssshhrrffpt."

The rotund man grips at her hair, following those motions with a steady arm as he enjoys feeling a sense of control over her. Watching as she moves all on her own, he takes in a deep breath and savours the waves of pleasure that wash over him as she stuffs his fat prick in her needy mouth.

“That’s it, cock sucker. Nice and loud, so anyone who walks in can hear you.” His hips begin to roll, meeting her bobbing motions. That tip hits the back of her throat and further, nose pressing up under his belly, balls to her chin. “Hggn, maybe if I had a condom, I’d fuck you. Your throat will just have to do, eh?”

Then he shifted his palm from the wall, and moved in to flip up the cup of her bra. Casually he swats at her hanging breast, and then scoops it up for a bit of rough squeezing.

"Hhhrghk," she gags lightly as the head of his cock starts gyrating and twitching at the entrance of her throat. His cock is thick, so even light contact is enough to make saliva and spittle spill down her chin. But he keeps pushing, makes her take him deeper, and soon she's gagging hard and loud.

"Ggghhrrghk! Uuurrgghffhk!"

But, Jessica doesn't resist. She leans into it, trying to take him deeper, trying to please him. She loves the look of pleasure on his face, loves knowing that she's the reason for that. Then, his balls pressing against her chin, she forces her tongue to slip out to start licking his nutsack while throating his cock.

Mikey takes just a moment to rummage down into his loose pocket, pants barely hanging on his legs as the lewd throat-swabbing continues. Mikey pulls out his phone, and then aims it right down as he begins to snap a few pictures to remember her by. The man didn't expect to ever hear from her again after this, thinking she'd surely regret sucking him off.

Tugging free of her throat he sways his hips, batting and smacking the side of her cheek with his shaft as it leaves sticky, wet saliva marks. Then when he's satisfied with the photos he grabs her head again by the hair, and directs his prick right back down into her warm throat. "Fuck that feels good... Keep sucking... I'm close."

"Hhuuwwuhhh, uuugggh, nnnfffhhuhh," Jessica gasps and gags and retches, trying her best to catch her breath while the man abuses her face with his cock. The smell of his dick is so warm, like a miasma floating around her head. The taste of musk, precum and her own cock-flavoured spit dominates her tongue.

Knowing he's about to cum does something to the slutty, love and attention-starved whore. It makes her desperate. She starts moving her head back and forth, must faster, fucking her own throat with his cock. Even when she gags on the girthy length, she keeps going, showing him his cock is more important to her right now than her own comfort.

"GLUGGHK GGGUURGGHK GGLUURGGHK!"

Mikey’s cock is sensitive. It’s not every day the hefty man has a girl gagging on his dick, and he savours every moment. For being such a drunken lush, she was skilled at taking a pole between her lips. That noisy gurgling echoed out in the tiled room, though the man made no attempt to stop it. Instead, he begins to hump away, slamming her lips wide with as much of himself he can muster.

Sweat beads off his mostly clothed body, and a part of him wishes he had taken her back to his car instead. This thought was fleeting as his balls lifted, her dirty, cock-gobbling mouth kicking into overdrive successfully finishing him off. That entire package pulses as it begins to erupt, spilling ropes of hot seed directly into her stomach. Holding her head into his lap he groans noisily, and then mid-orgasm jerks her right up off of it. The last few spurts are applied right across her pretty face, splattering along her forehead, eyes, and those alcohol-reddened cheeks.

Once the afterglow of his orgasm passes, though, post-nut clarity hits. She’s still gorgeous, unbelievably so, really. But he did just take advantage of her. Feeling guilty, he gives the most pathetic excuse of, “I just remembered I gotta be somewhere,” awkwardly pats her head, and then leaves her.

Too drunk and stupid to know any better, Jessica just says “Okay, see you tomorrow!”

Mikey hopes to never see her again at that moment.

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