Nancy gets fucked then and there

The words had come out of her mouth without her even thinking about it. As a matter of fact, it took her a few seconds to realize what she had just said and a sense of alarm filled her, but it was too late. Nancy gasped as the young man gruffly grabbed her shoulder and unceremoniously spun her around, pushing her face-first up against the milky glass, eliciting a whimper as her bare breasts were mashed against it.

“Woah!” she tried to protest, turning her head to peer back over her shoulder as Kateshi firmly pinned her upper body in place with one hand between her shoulder blades while the other wasted no time to snatch a fistful of the back of Nancy’s white bikini bottoms.

“Shut up, slut!” he hissed between clenched, golden teeth before he gave them a sharp tug. Nancy squeaked out as the strings of her bottoms briefly bit into her hips before they snapped and all of a sudden she found herself standing stark naked in the elevator with a young, offensively ugly thug manhandling her. She felt the blood rush to her face as she felt cool, conditioned air right against her supple pussy, driving her nakedness deep into her mind.

“Now, wait…” she attempted to speak up for herself, stunned by how quickly all this had gotten out of control. This was by no means how she had envisioned this and if anyone would find out about this she would quite possibly die of shame. “We can’t do this. People might se-MMMPH!”

Her eyes widened with shock and indignation when Kateshi cut her argument short by stuffing the tattered remains of her white bikini bottoms between her lips, taking her completely by surprise.

“I said shut up!” the mumble-rapper told her, feeling incredibly manly as he dominated the gorgeous Latina.

Nancy’s mind reeled. She really wanted to kick this little punk’s ass for the way he was treating her, teach him a lesson about how to behave around women, but the sheer nerve of the little bastard stopped her dead in her tracks and every time she had processed something, he already did the next daring, disrespectful deed. Glancing up at the camera, she briefly wondered what Fletcher would think if he saw her like this.

-

“Oh fuck, what a little whore…” Fletcher thought as he saw Nancy like this. Peering up at the camera, naked as the day she was born and with her own ripped bottoms shoved into her mouth with a string of white fabric peeking out between her full lips, Nancy McKenna looked utterly pathetic.

He had never even intended for something like this to happen. The idea had been to play a little prank on her by stopping the elevator and see her having to fend off some advances of Kateshi before he’d switch it back on again. He hadn’t foreseen, however, that Nancy would be so utterly powerless to stop the little punk from having his way. It barely took a few minutes and now the rainbow-haired douche grabbed her hip to make her push her ass out, ready to fuck the decorated detective like the cheapest of sluts. It seemed like as soon as Nancy felt unobserved she had allowed herself to turn into a completely submissive slut. And it was obvious that she let all this happen as she didn’t put any effort in fighting back. In fact, Fletcher could see her arch her back a little more to offer her booty up to Kateshi, who wasted no more time and used one hand to shove his swimming trunks down to his knees.

“Oh, shit!” Fletcher chuckled as Kateshi’s rock-hard cock sprung free. About seven inches long, it was remarkably thick and veiny, a thick dollop of pre-cum glistening at the tip. It was also covered in inked flames, apparently continuing the artwork of the dragon on the rapper’s stomach. This kid was trash personified!

Leaning in closer, Fletcher was mesmerized by the action. Nancy seemed completely frozen in place, hands placed against the glass wall, butt pushed out. Fletcher could see the sleek, bald bulge of her pussy peek out between her thighs and even on the video it was obvious that Nancy was ready as Kateshi shuffled forward and lined himself up.

“No way…” Fletcher muttered to himself, still incredulous that the proud woman would act like this.

A moment later, Kateshi thrust forward. He wasted no time on being gentle and considerate, instead he simply pushed in hard and deep, skewering the Detective’s Latina pussy on his fat cock. Nancy’s eyes went wide as saucers as she was stretched open, staring in alarm at the camera, which she presumed to be switched off. Her nostrils flared and even without sound, Fletcher knew that she was screaming into her balled-up bottoms.

-

WHAP!

Kateshi relished the muffled squeak as he placed a hard slap on the slut’s thick ass, making the firm flesh jiggle enticingly. She really was a tight bitch, this one, wet and hot.

“Fuck, that cunt is good!” he groaned eloquently, basking in the snug embrace of her inner walls. She only mumbled something in reply, immediately followed by a shrill whine when he gave her another hard thrust, this one burying his cock balls-deep inside her snatch and causing his groin to smack against her buttocks.

“Oh, yeah!” Kateshi grunted, closing his eyes in bliss as he grabbed her hips with both hands and began fucking her, each thrust eliciting another feminine squeal. “That’s how you like it, shorty, huh?!”

WHAP!

Nancy yelped again as the rapper’s palm impacted with her butt. This was by far the most embarrassing, demeaning thing that had ever happened to her and she still wasn’t quite sure how she had let it happen. All analysis of her situation was driven from her mind, however, when the little bastard’s thick, hard, hot cock pushed deep into her pussy again, eliciting feelings that she had missed for far too long. It really wasn’t her fault. After her marriage had gone down the drain she had buried herself in work to take her mind off things, ending up in a far too long stretch of celibacy. Her neglected needs were now coming back to haunt her, however, as each penetrating stroke of Kateshi’s cock was now flooding her frame with endorphins, leaving her essentially paralyzed and helpless with lust. It really was as humiliating as it was delectable.

She whined as Kateshi roughly pulled her hips back, then pushed down on her back to bend her over completely. Her upper body was now parallel to the ground, which gave him even more control over the struggling Latina and he took advantage, fucking her hard and fast. One hand remaining at her waist, the other snatched the brunette’s ponytail and cocked her head back, each action designed to make her feel as dominated as possible.

“Yeah, bitch!” he hissed, “You love that dick, don’t you?!”

She couldn’t even deny it. Just getting fucked like this: hair pulled, thick dick stretching her pussy wide, a fat pair of balls smacking against her clit… it was spectacular. The knowledge that at any second the power could come back and the glass could revert only made it better, more exhilarating. While some part of her tried to pull her back, to regain her dignity, that part was losing ground fast and she more and more lost herself in pleasure, moaning into her ripped bottoms, loving it all…

-

Stunned, Fletcher watched Nancy get pounded like a slut, rock-hard from the show. She was the most stunning woman he knew, but could be a bit of an ice-queen. Seeing her get destroyed like this, acting like a slut as soon as she felt like she wasn’t seen, was mind-blowing. The fact that she got freaky in public, when as far as she knew she could be seen any second was incredible. In fact, the more he thought about it, it pissed him off a little.

Here she was, proving herself to be just another random little whore, cock-crazy as soon as she could get away with it, yet around him she pretended to be above all this. Did she think she was too good for him, acting all disgusted and put off when she evidently was just as big a pervert as he was?

“Little fucking cunt…” the big hacker muttered resentfully. Maybe he should teach her a little lesson…