Not a chance

Her eyes went wide at the bodily contact. Through the leather of her jacket, she could feel Sketchy’s strong, slim fingers grab a hold of her and it almost felt like being tasered. She stared at his hand in shock, then back at Sketchy. Tall, fit Sketchy. The man was a goofball, she had to get him out of his damn messes at least every other week, yet it seemed like there was always a stunning girl after him, dating him. She had wondered what the reason was and now, after she had fallen into his lap a minute ago she was getting a pretty good idea.

She bit her lip as the last shreds of her restraints were swept away in a tidal wave of hormones. The relatively minor contact of Sketchy’s hand on her arm, even through the protective layer of her leather jacket, was the final straw and then some and she felt a shiver grip her entire body. Before her mind even had a chance to grasp what she was doing, her body moved.

Spinning around to face Sketchy, she grabbed the stunned man by the lapels of the vest and pushed him backwards. He gasped with shock, then grunted when his back hit the brick wall behind him, hard enough so he hit his head. He blinked, caught completely off guard as he stared down her as she easily pinned him against the wall with one forearm while her other hand reached down. Nimble fingers went to work on his belt.

“Max, wha-“

“Shut up!” she hissed, her voice dripping with need, glaring up at him. Even one-handed, she swiftly unbuckled and unzipped his jeans, then her dainty hand slipped inside.

“Ohgo-hod…” an overwhelmed stammer escaped his lips as her soft, warm fingers wrapped around his shaft, encircling it. She felt his body tense at the touch and his cock quickly began to harden in her palm. She stroked him up and down several times, quickly coaxing him to a full erection while he still tried to grasp what was happening.

Max didn’t waste as much as a second. As she dropped to her knees, she swiftly pulled his fully erect member free from his pants. Her knees hit the dirty asphalt and as she landed, she found herself already with her soft lips pressed against his cock, his tall frame putting him in a perfect blowjob position. Making the most of it, she pressed a big smooch right upon his tip, then opened her lips to let him slip inside.

“Ohfuck…” she heard Sketchy’s helpless moan as she engulfed his cock, her mouth sliding three inches down on the first stroke. She felt his body tense up, the thick penis twitching inside her mouth and a short spurt of pre-ejaculate shot across her tongue.

Taken by surprise, she jerked back out of sheer reflex, but before she could, ten strong, wiry fingers wrapped into her hair and stopped her. She could have easily broken free, but some strong power deep inside of her stopped her from doing that. Glancing up, she found Sketchy staring down at her with a look full of hunger in his eyes. His lust for her was palpable, the urge to fuck her was written all over his face and his desire was an aphrodisiac. His dick still in her mouth, the corners of her mouth pulled up, turning into a smile as she began sucking his cock.