Kevin does, with ulterior motives

The drinking starts quickly and Kevin seems motivated to get drunk. Or at least get me drunk. We start with a couple rounds of tequila shots. He starts playing cub music and I slam another shot as I start dancing to the music. Kevin watches me as I shake my butt and while I usually preferred to dance alone his attention, combined with the tequila get good. The music takes a break as Kevin pours another round. The quick drinks have made me tipsy and I stumble over to drink the poured shot. I barely notice it, but Kevin didn’t drink his.

He doesn’t give me a chance to reflect on that as he walks over to the counter and pulls me out to the living room floor. “Come on let’s dance!” He suggests in a light hearted mood. I was really to drunk at this point to say no, but he didn’t wait anyway. His hand held my waist and the other wrapped around my stomach as he started to grind against my bubble butt. My drunk brain loved the feeling of being wanted. Kevin was being more forward then I would have ever allowed at the bar, but I didn’t want to let Kevin down and in a weird way I felt sexy for the first time in a while. I happily grind against him to the rhythm of the beat. In response I feel him come closer up to my body as he starts to get hard. I don’t know how to respond but it definitely crosses a line. I’m uncomfortable now, but too drunk to fight back.

He reaches into the waistband of my shorts suddenly and pulls down as he whispers into my ear “why don’t you let your cute little butt out?” My shorts drop to the floor and my blue bottoms are exposed. My head is swimming and a I push back against Kevin’s chest, but he holds me in place by my stomach with one hand on my stomach and gropes my left cheek with his other. I mumble out “Kevin stop!” I wasn’t having fun anymore, but he just laughed. He stepped away from me. “Ok ok, why don’t you sit down, you’re getting pretty drunk.”

That was a good suggestion. I stumble and basically fall onto the couch. I’m barely sitting up and I slump over the arm. Kevin hovers over me with a rising lump in his shorts that sits menacingly at eye level with me. “You know when I look at you I can barely contain my self” Kevin says as he starts to run his hands through my hair. I can’t even respond before he actually clenches my long blonde hair with his hand and pulls his shorts down. It’s huge! It had to be over 8 inches, protruding from his waist. I try to lean back away from it and it’s musty sweaty smell. “No way little girl, I’m going to show you what I’ve been fantasizing about this whole time. He grips it and yanks my head forward. It barely touches my lips as his hard dick pokes against the inside of my cheeks.

He grunts with pleasure as I put my hands on his thighs to push, but I’m not strong enough. He corrects his stance and pushes his shaft into my throat. He doesn’t hold back at all. He starts thrusting hard, it never leaves my air way as it slams back and forth in my throat. Tears rub down my face as I gasp for air.

He pulls his duck out laughing as I **** and hyper ventilate. His tip has spit trails from deep inside my mouth. I can’t react as he pulls my hair down and gets behind me on the couch. He barely pushed my panties to the side and forces himself inside me. Thrusting for only a minute before I feel him tense and blow his load. He grunts and I cry out. He lets down my hair and walks off the couch leaving me there. “See you in the morning little girl”. I slump over, too drunk and shocked. As I pass out I can feel the warm cum start to ooze into my undies.