Faye comes to her senses

Faye relaxed, and slid another three inches down her throat before her face was so red it burned. When her vision started to go dark, she drew back, taking a deep breath before sliding her lips back over Mr. Jefferson's long, black cock. Despite herself, Ronnie's thrusts were having a cumulative affect on her. She started to push her hips back to meet his thrusts as the thick member snaked back down her throat. She grabbed it with both hands, and started to stroke it in opposite directions with a dual corkscrew motion. She heard a contented sigh from the other side of the booth as she jerked and sucked. Ronnie hammered on as he took deep, gasping breaths. Faye stroked and sucked, her neck flush as her legs started to quiver.

She pulled her mouth off, and turned. "You are so close...I'm so close..." she said, taking another breath before sucking and stroking faster and harder. Mr Jefferson's hip started to thrust his cock into the hole to meet her mouth. Her legs were quivering badly now as little whimpers escaped her lips. Ronnie slid his hand around the front of her thighs, and his pudgy fingers found her sensitive clitoris. Faye's eyes went wide as she felt her juices flood her pussy, accepting his increasingly delightful cock into her body. She stopped stroking the cock in front of her, and braced herself against the wall as Ronnie's fast, hard thrusts were sending her on the tips of her toes. His hand snaked behind her, and with a squeal from Faye he dipped his thumb into her asshole. She pressed her face as foreward as it would go, letting Jefferson face fuck her through the gloryhole as her eyes clamped shut.

Her moans were muffled as she came, shaking on two thrusting cocks as if they were sending electric volts through her body. Her hips bucked and swayed as Jefferson drove his cock relentlessly between her pouty lips. She held herself there, her body suddenly heavy. It was then she felt Ronnie slam forward hard, and hold her hips. Her head was swimming as she felt the old man's cock slide faster and faster into her throat as Ronnie's twitching cock shot his load deep inside of her. He grunted, and made three more fast thrusts before letting out a sigh. She felt his slimy cock slide out of her, ropes of cum breaking and falling against her shaven pussy lips. He sat there, admiring Faye as his breathing slowed. And he sat there, and sat there. Eventually, seeing someone other than you get their cock sucked starts to lose interest, especially after you've already gotten off, he figured. He wanted to stick around to see her take the load, but this old geezer might last another hour.

"So, I'm just gonna go. See you tomorrow...at the drive in?" he asked. Faye didn't even turn to look at him, just gave him a thumbs up. "Right. So about 8pm? I think we get a discount for working at Knockers." he said. She kept sucking and stroking, and muffled her approval. "Right. I...right." he said awkwardly before slipping from the booth. As soon as the door shut, Faye stood up and locked it. She turned around to really look at the scene before her. Mr Jefferson's long, waiting cock jutted from the wall. Beneath the hole, she could see the filth a who knows how much cum that had spilled, forming a yellowing trail down the wall and ending in badly, irrevocably stained tile on the floor. Used condoms were tossed in corners, and she could hear the sounds of what could only be a man violently jacking off next door.

"What the fuck are you doing, Faye!?" her mind screamed. It couldn't have all been real. "This is a reaction to what happened in the diner. That's it. You were assaulted, and are trying to alleviate feelings of guilt by trying to convince yourself that you enjoy this, when deep down you are really..." Her thoughts were interrupted by Mr Jefferson's booming, low voice. "Miss? You still there?" he said. Faye debated slipping from the room and just going to class early. "Miss? I hope you don't really think a little chain lock is gonna keep from gettin' in there and gettin' my 100 dollars worth."

Faye panicked. She'd have to cross his booth to get out. "Um...no. Just a minute. Cleaning up." she said, desperately wiping Ronnie's cum from her body. There was no burly bouncer to come to her rescue here.

"Good. Good. Now when you come back why don't you back that pussy up to this hole and give me my money's worth. White boy prolly stretched you out enough. I wouldn' wanna have to come over there and see what else he might stretched out, would I?" Faye sighed in despair. Had Helen spiked her drink? Was that why her sex drive seemed to be on overdrive since last night? She didn't know, but at that moment, Faye wasn't a powerful, sensual being in control over her body and sexuality. She was a confused 19 year old debating giving in to his demands or trying to make a run for it.