Max goes all the way

Nathan Richards sat in the surveillance room watching monitor 3 intently. His new employee was staring straight at him from the screen getting ready to mount who Nathan thought to be the luckiest loser on the planet. Nathan shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his hard cock strained against his trouser.

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Back in the little booth Max looked up at the monitor almost feeling her new boss watching her. She had **** she told herself. She looked at Sketchy behind her as she still swayed to the music while she slowly shimmied out of her tight pants; his eyes were glued to her butt as it gyrated to the music.

"Fuck" Max mentally muttered, this was Sketchy, she sooo didn't want to do this. She was still swaying to the music, dancing for Sketchy, her tight leather pants down over her thighs, her ass cheeks moving within reach of him. "Why" she muttered to herself, looking down so that her grimacing face couldn't be seen by Sketchy or the camera.

But Sketchy had paid for a "private session, and that meant she would have to fuck him no matter how sick the thought made her.

Sketchy groaned as Max's firm butt swayed in front of his face, the thin fabric of her thong all that concealed her hot intimate spot. He took a deep breath as she hooked her thumb under the waistband of her thong and slid them off revealing her most private of parts to him, 'fuck...Max", he moaned as he took in her tight damp slit, slight soft off-brown fleshy lips clamped between her cervix, with her thin protruding clitoris, her entire pussy clean shaven.

Max looked back again to see Sketchy hypnotised at the sight of her hot sex for a moment before he quickly undid his belt and pulled his jean and boxers to his ankles in one swift movement, his rock hard slender 7'' cock springing up. Max closed her eyes trying to control her stomach that was churning at the though of fucking Sketchy.

Leather pants and thong resting below her thighs Max bit her lip as she closed the distance between her and Sketchy. "oooooofck", he groaned as Max's hand griped the base of his throbbing dick. Max had her back to Sketchy as she lowered herself into his lap stopping when she felt his tip graze her moist pussy lips. "Fuck" Max thought again as she took a breathe before lowering herself.

"Mmmmmph", Max squeaked as Sketchy's slender cock was enveloped by her flesh folds stretching her tight pussy open.

Sketchy held his breathe as his foreskin peeled back and his cock slid up Max"s tight moistness as she fed him into her body.

"Aaaaah", Max yelped as she ground her hips up and down trying to take in Sketchy's hard member into her inch by inch, her pussy slowly gripping around it as it adapted to its thickness.

Half way down his length Max shoved her hips down thrusting Sketchy's entire dick inside her.

Breathing slowly Max and Sketchy sat still for a moment. Sketchy savoured the awesome feeling of finally realising his dream of having his dick engulfed in Max's sweet, tight, warm core; Max getting used to the feeling of Sketchy's dick in her feeling her pussy stretch slightly to accommodate the intrusion. She had to admit it felt good to have a cock inside her again; it had been so long since she had a good fucking.

"Maaaax", Sketchy groaned as she finally moved on top of him, lifting her hips, his cock sliding out of her body slightly before sinking back down.

"Ffffck", Max moaned with that first movement. Leaning into Sketchy and resting the back of her head on his shoulder Max rolled her hips over his cock as she started thrusting up and down on top of him working into a steady rhythm, she began bouncing on his dick.

Sketchy moved his hands to Max's breasts slipping both hands underneath her bra groping her tightly. "Oh Sketch", Max moaned as her breasts were squeezed together, she pushed her ample chest into his hands as she continued to fuck him thrusting her hips up and down driving his smooth shaft in and out of her coating it with her juices.

"Max...Max...Max....Max", Sketchy moaned over and over as he felt the tremors of his dick resonate through his entire body, Max was fucking incredible her warm inner-muscles caressing his cock as it pistonned in and out of her hot snatch.

Max was working herself to her peak as she gyrated her hips on Sketchy's dick hard and fast, she was lost to the feeling stirring inside of her, all she wanted was to feel the heat from between her legs to envelope her. She felt Sketchy's cock throb and pulse inside her and knew he wasn't far off.

Not wanting to Sketchy to shoot his junk inside her, but also not wanting him to enjoy this tryst by himself, Max moved his hand from her tit to her clit, "help me get off Sketch...make me cum", she breathed into his ear. Sketchy quickly responded twisting and rubbing Max's engorged nub of flesh, and trying to slam himself into her from below.

"God.. ffFfck.. yesssSket.. ffffcklikethat", Max moans and words ran into each other as Sketchy worked her to her peak, she thrust her hips faster with a feline grace slurring and squelching around Sketchy's pulsing cock. Max bent over forward resting her hands on Sketchy's knees to surport her 115 pound frame getting a better angle to fuck him faster. Bucking her hips she thrust it up and down on his cock driving her pussy over it over and over. Sketchy gripped her waist and slammed her harder onto his cock, pushing into her from below. "Ohmigod, Fffck, hahh, shit" max loud whines would of resonated through the club were it not for the blaring music, the little booth they were in shaking as they fucked hard.

Over and over again she slid her aching pussy over Sketch's cock, Sketchy watching in awe as her ass jiggled each time she slammed it down. His hand moved between her legs again where it found her clit, and he pinched it then rubbed it feverishly. Max bit her lip and pinched her eyes shut sitting back up and bouncing on his cock as fast as she could as he continued to play her clit like a guitar.

"MMMnnnnnnthhh" Max groaned, her knees snapping close a surge of euphoric bliss ran through her body as she came. She thrust her hips slower on Sketchy rod desperately trying to prolong the pleasure coursing through her.

The feeling of Sketchy violently throbbing inside her brought Max back to reality, she quickly slid him out of her body and turned around dropping to her knees in front of him. Max gripped Sketchy's cock stroking it a few times before taking it into her mouth."MMmmmmMaax", Sketchy whined as Max warm mouth engulfed him.

Max moaned on his cock tasting her own sweet juices, she gently sucked on his tip pulling his foreskin back slipping her tongue into his slit then taking him to the back of her throat swirling her tongue around as she bobbed her head. She felt Sketchy's cock twitch in her hand before he let rip.

Max's eyes widened as he exploded in her mouth, his hot cream squirting against the roof of her mouth and over her tongue, she opened her mouth as more spurts shot over her lips and teeth. She licked her lips then swallowed Sketch's cum then licked his cock clean.

Exhausted Sketchy let his head rest against the wall of the small booth. Max sat on the floor catching her breathe basking in the afterglow of one of the best fucks she ever had, the strong taste of Sketchy's cock and semen still in her mouth.

She stood and pulled up her pants and thong as she looked at Sketch half **** in front of her.

"Remember Sketch you tell a soul about this and I swear to god I'll kill you." With that she left the booth.