Max heads to Sketchy’s house

Sketchy rocked on the spot as he fumbled with the keys to his apartment, Max next to him getting a bit annoyed with how long this was taking. She had told him to bring her here from Crash for some privacy, and had to watch him throw up outside the club.

“Hey, why don’t you let me do that Sketch”, Max said taking the keys from him.

She unlocked the door and walked inside looking around the messy apartment. There were clothes all over the floor and the bed was unmade. Max guided Sketchy to the bed letting him sit on it.

Sketchy looked up at Max, “You pretty Max” he slurred looking at her in the moonlight.

Max ignored the churning in her stomach, “You want me Sketch? You wanna get hard for me?”

Sketchy nodded getting his pants off faster than Max thought he could in his current stupor. He took his cock in his hand and tried to pump it with little effect.

“Here let me help”, Max said kneeling between his legs. She took his slender limp dick in her hand and pumped it softly, pulling his foreskin over his cockhead.

“You wanna fuck me Sketch” Max purred.

“Ohh.. yeah”

Max pumped her hand over his cock faster, rubbing his entire length.

“Fuck” she muttered seeing that he wasn’t getting hard. Max swallowed disgusted at what she would have to do. Sketchy groaned as he felt Max’s warm mouth envelop his soft cock, his body twitching as he tried to think clearly and enjoy what was happening.

Max gently sucked on Sketchy’s cock as she continued pumping it trying to get him hard. But try as she might Sketchy just wouldn’t ‘rise’ for her, he was to drunk. Max got up an mounted Sketchy her hand still running up and down his cock. She used her free hand to shuffle the tight mini she wore up her waist and ran Sketchy’s cock over her pussy lips guiding it to her opening.

She bit her lip as she pushed her hips down taking his limp dick into her body. Awkwardly, Max tried to pump her hips over Sketchy’s dick, the limp member shifting around inside her.

“C’mon Sketch, get hard for me.”

Sketchy groaned and whimpered as he felt Max’s heat around him, her inner-muscles massaging his soft cock. Hi gripped her ass shoving her up and down his length trying to stimulate it to life. He pressed his head into the crook of her neck as their bodies softly slapped into each other.

“Eeer” Max whimpered as finally she felt Sketchy’s cock slowly begin to swell inside her, she shifted her momentum tumbling on her back on the bed, Sketchy flopping on top of her, his growing cock slipping out of her pussy.

Sketchy pulled off his T shirt, then shimmied Max out of her mini skirt. Max quickly kicked off her sandals and pulled off her top, then shuffled further on the bed, spreading her legs open; an invitation for Sketchy to fuck her.

Sketchy crawled up between Max’s legs guiding his cock to her flu. He ran his head over her soft folds as he lied down on top of her.
Max ran her legs up Sketchy’s waist as he pushed into her, his cock, now rock hard, sliding up her canal.

“Ohh.. Sketch” Max moaned as he started pumping his cock into her pussy, taking his time to enjoy the feeling of being inside her. He slithered his dick in and out of her slowly, deliberately slowly, as to feel her cervix muscles begin to relax as it adapted to his size, her soft fleshy folds wrapping around his length coating it with sweet juices.

Max’s foot ran over Sketchy’s calf as he slowly fucked her. She bit her lip as she began to warm to his touch, beginning to enjoy the feeling of his cock pistoning in and out of her hot snatch. Sketchy began to grope Max’s right breast as he continued his leisurely strokes, he bent his head to gently bite her light brown nipple then trace his tongue round her areola, Max moaning as he worked.

Max started to meet Sketchy’s slow thrusts, grinding her hips up into his, tightening her inner-thighs around his waist, clenching her tight ass each time he drove into her.

“A bit faster Sketch”, Max whimpered into his ear. Sketchy ran his hand along Max’s neck then cupped the back of it watching her blink rapidly as they fucked. He bent his knee causing Max to lift her leg as he pushed his cock deep inside her making her clench her jaw. Sketchy then proceeded to thrust into her faster and faster with each deep penetrating drive. Before for long the two of them were bouncing on top of Sketchy’s bed as he fucked Max as deep and as fast as he could.

With every thrust Max grew hotter and wetter, her pussy clamping around Sketchy’s cock. She wrapped her legs around him locking his cock inside her as he continued to drive into her. She could smell the strong **** on his breathe, but didn’t care, he was giving it to her with everything he had. Her juices seeped out of her pussy as she became more wet, it trailed down her ass and onto the duvet of Sketchy’s bed.

Max was beginning to see spots as her body ached and tensed pleading for release, her orgasm quickly building inside her. She moved her hand down between their bodies to find her thin clit, she rubbed her throbbing nub of flesh trying to get herself off.

“Ahh” Sketchy groaned as he felt himself begin to loose it. He pumped into her faster, driving his cock into her at an angle, feeling her shudder underneath him, “Ffffck.. Max.”

“Ohh.. ahh, god.. Sket” Max was so hot, her pussy burning, her clit aching, she wrapped her legs round his waist tighter as she tried to grind into him. Sketchy ground deep into her, giving a few short thrusts as he felt Max convulse around him, Max bit her lip hard as she shook beneath Sketchy. When she felt the hot milky cream ejaculate into her from Sketchy’s throbbing cock her whole body tensed and she gripped him tightly before she shot into violent spasms. Sketchy Groaned again as Max’s pussy reacted, milking his cack of every drop of his cum, drawing into her womb. Max’s mouth shot open as she felt the last of Sketchy’s goodness spurt into her as she slowly grinded her hips into his, her orgasm slowly washing over her.

Exhausted, both Max and Sketchy drifted to sleep.

The warm morning sun shone on Max’s naked body. Her eyes fluttered open and she rubbed the sleep out of it. She got up pulling the duvet over her body looking down at Sketchy snoring next to her. She had to get out of there before he woke up, she hoped to god he was to drunk to remember what happened. Max got off the bed slipping on her mini skirt and her top. She then grabbed her sandals and her purse quickly stooping in the kitchen. Max grabbed the birth control pills from her purse. Taking a glass of water she gulped down two of the pills.

‘Sure hope this worked’, she said to herself.

Max looked up at Sketchy stirring on the bed. Not wasting anymore time here, she darted out of the apartment.