She gets stopped as she leaves for the party

Jessica, smiled, her body bobbing along to the „Arctic Monkeys“ as they blared out of the small speaker she had brought along and now set up on her nightstand as she got ready. Leaning forward to the wardrobe mirror she narrowed her eyes slightly in concentration as she applied a little lip-stick.

Once she was done she straightened again, smacking her lips in satisfaction before she capped the stick again and put it back into the small make-up-bag she carried. Taking a step back she gave herself a once over as her body grinded in sync to the music.

The make-up she had applied was very basic. She hadn’t done anything glamorous, just a tiny touch of eye-liner and a light layer of her new, dark-red lip-stick to make her mouth pop. Her face was framed by her natural wavy hair that hung free in a stylishly calculated mess of slight curls, underlining the casual sexiness she was going for.

Her outfit had been a problem for a while. Most of her clothes were back in Los Angeles, but even with the limited options she had brought with her she had struggled to decide. In the end, Jasper had said “nothing fancy”, but she still planned to dress to impress, so she had decided on a light, yellow summer dress with spaghetti straps that was not spectacularly tight and went down to her knees and had paired that dress with a pair of heeled sandals that added another two inches to her 5’7” frame.

The small straps of the sundress had eliminated the possibility of a bra, so her breasts were bare beneath the thin fabric and for a few minutes she had considered wearing the panties to match. In the end she had decided against it however, it was a tad too skimpy for her tastes, so instead she now sported a lacy pink thong from Victoria’s Secret. Less obvious, but still sure to take the breath away from anyone she decided to show her crotch…

A sexy look, but not too slutty or too fancy. Just the right outfit for a fun night with a couple of college students that just might finish with a happy ending… She was more than satisfied, her mind briefly wandering to Luuk.

Shaking her head with a smile she focused and put on her small, golden watch, the only jewelry she wore. “Oh shit!” she muttered as she checked the time. She had asked for a cab to take her to the address Luuk had texted her and she realized that she was already eight minutes late.

Quickly she turned off the music and grabbed her purse, checking its contents once again with a quick look on her way to the door. Back-up make-up, tissues, some money and her passport… probably a sufficient survival pack for a house party.

She opened the door in a hurry and almost ran into the big, black man standing outside, who seemed just about to knock.

“Oh shit!” she gasped in surprise as she found herself face to face with Beezy, who seemed just as surprised as her, but quickly recovered.

“Whoa, bitch!” he grinned down on her, “Where the fuck do you think, you are going?!”

Jessica took a step back from the big man. Mentally she had already sat in her cab, the sudden appearance catching her off-guard, but the way he talked to her made her bite her cheek to hold back an angry remark. Bitch…

Of course he had called her far worse over the course of the previous evening, but she had been under the influence of weed, **** and sex then and in her intoxicated state it had turned her on. That didn’t mean he could talk to her like that! However, his sheer size and aura of danger intimidated her too much to get straight into his face. He didn’t seem like the type not to hit a woman and she didn’t want to test that. So instead she took a deep breath to calm her indignant feelings before she spoke.

“What are you doing here?” she asked coldly.

Beezy’s white teeth gleamed as he grinned. He looked huge, towering in her door-frame. “Not even gonna ask me in?”

Her eyes narrowed. “Got a cab waiting downstairs! Sorry, another time maybe… or never!” She had not expected to see this man again and frankly she hadn’t wanted to. She had enjoyed being fucked by him, but his overall demeanor made her resent him more than a little. She didn’t enjoy dominant men unless that dominance was limited to between the sheets.

His chuckle drove her mad. “Why so pissed? I thought we had a good time?!”

“We had a great time… yesterday!” she gave back, keeping her voice down so the other guests wouldn’t be alerted by a shouting match, “What are you doing here!”

Beezy leaned against the door frame, crossing his thick forearms. “I got a date!”

“Congratulations… give him my regards!”

“You got a mouth on you, bitch! Be glad I like the other things that mouth does too much to smack it!” Beezy’s glare made the little hairs on the back of Jessica’s neck stand up. “I like the girl!”

“Good for you!” she replied, intimidated, but unwilling to submit completely, “What’s that got to do with me?”

Beezy smiled. “The girl has class, ain’t the one-night-stand-type, you feel me? Won’t fuck on the first date…”

“So?” Jessica interrupted impatiently, not seeing his point.

“So I need to be a gentleman tonight! And in order for me to do that, I think it might be best if I relax... you know, unload my weapon beforehand…”

Jessica’s eyes widened as she understood. “Y-you want to fuck me?!” she gasped, incredulous at his audacity.

Beezy only shrugged, not betraying a hint of emotion.

Alba glared at him. “Forget it! Get yourself a whore!” she hissed, fed up and indignant and moved to push past him, “I got a cab waiting!”

Without a hint of effort, Beezy stopped her and pushed her back into the room, gasping. “Got my whore right here!” he smirked, “The faster you get me off, the faster you can leave… Or do you want me to make a scene here?! Cause I got one hell of a dirty story to tell…”

Jessica stared at him, unable to find a reply. She knew she couldn’t have him embarrassing her like this! Maybe it would be faster just to… she sighed, beaten. “O… okay!” she muttered. Just make him cum.

Beezy grinned in triumph. Stepping into the room he slammed the door shut. “Don’t worry! I don’t have much time for your skanky ass anyway…” Jessica staggered backwards as he walked up to her quickly and grabbed her.

“H… hey!” she gasped in shock as she was pushed to the floor and flipped onto her front by the strong, black thug.

“Ass up!” he growled while pushing her down with a hand between her shoulder blades.

Jessica complied, awkwardly pushing her butt into the air as high as possible, closing her eyes when she felt him roughly yank her pretty, yellow dress up. Fuck, she thought as she realized that this obnoxious bastard’s crude treatment actually made her wet.

“Nice thong, bitch!” she heard him sneer before he roughly yanked her underwear to the side, not even bothering to pull it down to expose her bald pussy. It made her feel even more like she was just a tool for him.

She cried out when he grabbed her naked hips and roughly impaled her, his big cock stretching her hot cunt wide. He was too rough, but she knew he didn’t care. He was just using her.

“Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh!” Jessica grunted as she was fucked from behind her fingers digging into the carpet, **** for anything to hold on to as he well and truly rode her. She received a harsh spank to her upraised butt that made her cry out.

Beezy didn’t hold back, didn’t pace himself. He rather seemed like a man on a mission, aiming only to cum as quick as possible, merely using Jessica as his cum dumpster. It was humiliating, but at the same time, a dirty turn-on.

He leaned over her, changing the angle of his thrusts so they stimulated her g-spot even more which sent sparks up her spine and she felt his hand on her head, mashing her cheek into the thick carpet as he fucked her.

“AAH!” Another spank landed on her buttock, making her pussy clench around him. Her eyes flew wide open as she felt his palm roam over her ass, the thick thumb nearing its center and her breath hitched when she felt it press against her wrinkled asshole. She let out an embarrassing squeal when he pushed in, forcing the first digit up her butt and stretching her sphincter as he pounded her pussy, holding her down and making her take it.

It didn’t take long for Jessica to cum. She didn’t want to, but the rough sex, the manhandling **** it out of her, causing her eyes to roll back after five minutes of merciless fucking.

“AAAAIIIIII!” she screamed out as her lithe body clenched around his cock, her ass bucking up wantonly. Her asshole and pussy contracted around the black thug, milking him in pleasure as her fists clenched the carpet.

As she came, Beezy suddenly pulled his cock out of her twat, leaving her empty as he yanked her around, manhandling her to bring her face close to his cock.

“N-noo!” Jessica protested in the heights of her orgasm as she realized what he was doing, “Not in my face…”

She even opened her mouth to swallow the tip of his cock, but Beezy’s grip was too strong and he held her inches away from the head of his cock, so Jessica could only watch as the fat, black snake started spewing. She flinched as sticky, hot cum plastered itself across her freshly made-up face, ruining her work with long, white streaks that covered her cheeks, nose and forehead while she lolled her tongue out in a **** and futile attempt to catch his cum and at least save some of her face paint.

Beezy’s snicker at her pathetic try made the whole thing even worse. Once he was done he shoved his spent member into her moth, forcing her to lick him clean, which she shamefully did unable to hold back a little moan as she tasted her own cunt on his cock.

When he got up and zipped his pants she lowered her head, humiliated by the whole act. Beezy laughed meanly. “You’re a good cum-bucket!” he sneered, condescendingly patting her still upraised butt. Then he was gone.

Jessica stayed on all fours on the floor for a minute, catching her breath, stunned by how quickly her evening had taken a turn. Ten minutes ago she had been ready for a nice evening, a party, now she had been fucked like a bitch, cum hard and taken a facial.

“Well, fuck me,” she finally muttered. Getting up on still shaky feet, she pulled her panties back over her freshly-fucked pussy and straightened her dress, then looked into the mirror. She did not look as neatly-styled as she had a few minutes ago. “I might have to give my make-up a slight touch up…”

She sighed. Picking up her phone she quickly called the cab, asking him to wait for another half hour and went to work…