Sketchy fucks her brains out

He didn’t reply, but she could feel a grin forming on his face against the side of her neck. Sensing that something was about to happen, Max instinctively braced for whatever Sketchy had in mind and her suspicions increased when Sketchy’s hands moved. Sliding away from her breasts and clit, he caressed her skin as he slipped both hands underneath her thighs.

“Sketchy!” she squeaked with alarm as he lifted her legs up off the floor. Robbed of her footing, Max’ entire body weight was suddenly shifted, causing her pussy to sink deeper than ever onto his cock while Sketchy pulled her legs upwards until the tips of her sneakers pointed to the Seattle night sky. Folded in half, she felt more than a little helpless and exposed to whatever Sketchy was planning and he did not hesitate to take advantage.

“Unh! Ugh! Ugh! Nngh!” Max gasped as Sketchy’s hips started thrusting upwards in a rolling motion, working quick and rhythmically to bounce her up and down on his lap. Her poor, petite pussy was getting all it could handle as Sketchy took things up a notch with her own body weight driving her down to meet his thrusts.

Sketchy was fit and stronger than his wiry frame suggested and he easily lifted her petite 115-pound frame to fuck her from below. Moaning, Max watched the thick shaft disappear again and again inside her pussy. She still struggled to wrap her head around the fact that this big thing fit inside of her. It was a tight squeeze, sure, and every upwards thrust drove the air from her lungs, but Sketchy made it work. It felt amazing!

“Hug your legs to your chest!” he hissed into her ear through clenched teeth, the exertion of the strenuous position audible in his voice. Max complied without hesitation, wrapping both arms tightly around her knees to pull them closely to her body, which freed up Sketchy’s hands.

Immediately, Sketchy reached below to cup one of her buttocks in each hand. Lifting and spreading, he rolled her hips forward to open her up more, which allowed him to thrust even harder.

“Uuh-fuck-uhh-unh-ngh!“ Max whined, biting her full lower lip as it felt like Sketchy was hitting every sweet spot that she had. Her feet bobbed in the air over her head, in sync with the rhythmic slapping sounds of flesh against flesh as she was receiving without a shadow of a doubt the best fuck she had ever had. She had wondered what Sketchy did to keep the interest of girl’s way out of his league and she had gotten her answer. Her goofy friend was seriously talented.

“Ssh, Max!” Sketchy playfully chided. The grin was audible in his voice. “You are going to get us caught if you aren’t quiet…”

She mewled in response, struggling to speak as the angle of penetration caused Sketchy’s cock to put pressure on her g-spot with every thrust. “I… I am… trying!” she ultimately squeaked out, brow heavily furrowed as she felt more than a little overwhelmed.

Her pathetic cry got a chuckle out of Sketchy, who seemed to utterly enjoy this change in their dynamic. His entire attitude seemed to have transformed from his usual quirky persona to a much more self-confident, in-charge man. And from the way he was performing, the switch was more than justified.

“You gotta try harder, baby!”

Any other time, the cocky reply would have made her blood boil and earned him a snappy retort, but now Max could do nothing but let out another high-pitched, girly squeal when he took her by surprise. Changing his grips up once again, he suddenly pushed her forward. Max’s sneakers sailed through the air until her feet hit the floor again and Sketchy followed her momentum, standing up from the stack of pallets he had been sitting on. She gasped as she was pushed from sitting in his lap to standing in front of him, his thick cock buried half-way up her twat the entire time. Before she had time to process, he put both hands on her shoulders and gruffly forced her forward. With her jeans still bunched around her knees, she lacked the balance to put up any sort of resistance.

“Sketchy!” she cried out in alarm as she staggered forward and she would have fallen flat on her face if she hadn’t caught herself with both hands, leaving her in a bent-over pose with her bare ass thrust up submissively behind herself. She was still playing mental catch-up when she received a hard slap across her butt.

“Aaah!” she cried out. That had not been a playful spank. Sketchy had delivered a full-on smack that resounded in the deserted alley and made her flesh ripple. That hurt!

It gave her an inkling for what was in store for her when her friend’s wiry hands grabbed a hold of her hips.

“Fucking… slut!”

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

While she had been gasping and moaning before, now Max couldn’t help but scream. Sketchy was taking full advantage of her vulnerable position. Now standing, he used his hold on her hips to fuck her hard and fast while leaving her nowhere to go. She tried to move up and straighten a little, but the ferocity of his thrusts knocked her straight back forward onto her hands to leave her in an undignified bent-over stance. All her attempt got her were three more hard slaps to her ass in quick succession. Each one stung. Each one made her cry out.

“Fucking take it!”

With all her abilities, it was rare for her to feel powerless, yet at this moment, Max felt truly helpless. Her pants around her knees, palms firmly braced into the back-alley grime with Sketchy bullying her from behind – neither letting her up nor allowing her to fall forward, she felt like a ragdoll while he plundered her from behind.

She glanced up, towards the entrance of the alley, relieved to find that there was nobody there to witness her getting the best sex of her life. With how loud her own, lustful screams were, that was a question of time.

“Fuck! Ahh! Sk-Sketch!”

“Shut! The! Fuck! Up!”

Her hands slipped in the grime and with every thrust she staggered a few centimeters forward. Sketchy followed her, never missing even a single beat. He was literally fucking her across the alleyway, fingers digging into the soft skin of her hips while she felt the ripple of her butt cheeks with every one of his thrusts.

She couldn’t even claim that she didn’t enjoy it. She loved every moment, every part of what was happening. The nice, big cock stretching her wide open. The fact it was her buddy who was fucking her within an inch of her life. The danger of being spotted at any moment by any patron leaving the Crash. It all mixed into the heat-fueled mess inside her head into a vortex of ecstasy.

“Ungh! Yes! Oh! Ah! Ah!” she cried.