A woman steps out of a skyscraper, right into the thick of it

Adiane was having just the best day, she had woken up late, barely having time to shower, much less put on make up and eat breakfast, only to show up to work to find all her things packed into a box outside her cubicle. Her bitch of a boss, a slut a few years younger than her who spent most of her time sleeping her way up the company ladder, had offhandedly fired her, barely giving her the time of day before she was escorted down to the lobby, lone box of possessions in her arms. She was already shell shocked before she even stepped outside into the sudden frenzy filling the streets.

Adiane looked around in a daze, watching people rush past her, a few bumping into her and knocking her box out of her hands. The thirty-three year old woman stumbled to the ground, her long dark hair fluttering around her, finally realizing that these people were actually panicking. What more, they weren't running towards something, but rather away from it.

She turned to see what everyone was running away from when strong hands grabbed her shoulders, pulling her off balance and making her fall again. The forceful hands were quick to jerk her upright again, nearly giving Adiane whiplash in the process. She opened her mouth to protest her rough treatment, only to have her tongue blocked by a long, thick piece of meat being shoved into her mouth. As soon as her eyes focused again, she found herself starring at the most magnificent abs she had ever seen, followed by equally incredible pecs, and finally a rugged face that would make a lesbian reconsider her orientation.

'I'm sucking his dick,' Adiane finally realized putting two and two together. A part of her mind wanted to be angry and outraged, but a larger part of her relished in the heat of his enormous cock filling her mouth. Before she knew it, she was actively participating in the blowjob, licking and sucking as the man continued his viscous **** on her tonsils. 'I love this," she thought, speeding up her strokes. "This cock is the best thing I've ever fucking tasted. I wonder what his cum will feel like sliding down my throat. I hope he cums soon." She continued to increase her ministrations, the man's rod only tasting better as time went on. A concentrated heat was building up in her mind, but she ignored it in favor of coaxing the hunk to finish down her throat.

Adiane wasn't too experienced, but she had her share of lovers in the past and knew enough to be able to tell that the cock she was sucking was fit to burst. She felt it twitch hard one last time and prepared herself for a glob of cum to the throat. What she wasn't prepared for was the hard dick rapidly vacating her throat, leaving her sucking on air. A second later, warm splashes of jizz splattered against her face and tits, painting her nice cardigan white where it sat over her B cup mounds. She watched with her jaw slack as the man let out a small grunt as the last bit of his orgasm jumped out of his still hard cock.

From her forehead to her chest, she was covered in his jizz, but not a single drop of cum had landed in her mouth, almost like he had done it on purpose. The man started to turn away, eyes roaming for another woman to plaster with cum, leaving Adiane kneeling on the pavement, bewildered.