Sketchy takes control

The grimy asphalt dug into her knees as Max cowered on the floor in front of her coworker, her hands on his hips for balance while she bobbed her head on his penis. Working enthusiastically, she moved back and forth, sucking on Sketchy’s engorged meat. The heat between her legs was unbearable, spreading throughout her body and making it hard to think, but the seedy blowjob helped. Her nostrils were flooded by Sketchy’s musk, the mixture of sweat and arousal hitting her just right, like an aphrodisiac that only served to heighten her heat-induced horniness.

“Mmmph!” she moaned against his flesh. She felt her own saliva leak from her mouth, smearing her lips and running down her chin. Glancing upwards, she found Sketchy staring down at her with a big grin. She could still see the incredulousness in his eyes at what was happening, but at the same time he seemingly had decided that he didn’t care. He was getting his dick sucked by Max Guevara.

Carried by her own thrills, Max dove deeper, attempting to take more of Sketchy’s hefty manhood into her mouth, but it was at this point where her relative inexperience got in the way of her horniness. The big, spongy head bumped hard against the back of her mouth and before Max knew it she was retching hard. For all the bioengineering feats the scientists at Manticore had pulled off in her creation, removing her gag reflex had not been one of them.

Coughing, Max pulled backwards, trying to pull free, but again, Sketchy’s fingers dug into her scalp and stopped her. Still rasping, with her lips poutingly sealed around the tip of his cock, she peered up at the lanky man. Her vision was blurred by gagging-induced tears, but she could see a smug smirk on his face as his wiry hands pulled her forward again while his cock pushed in the opposite direction.

“Mmh!” Max mumbled a little protest, but she didn’t resist him at all, allowing her coworker to slide his dick back into her mouth. Slowly, but steadily, Sketchy’s hot meat filled up her oral cavity to capacity, all the way to the back until he elicited another gag. He held her down, prolonging the retching and her vision blurred completely as she felt warm tears run down her cheeks.

“Good girl, Maxie!” she heard him say, his voice raspy.

She moaned at the condescending comment. Usually, she would have objected to that tone, but in her current state of mind it just… fit. Reaching for his legs, she grabbed a hold of the fabric of his jeans, but didn’t use it as anything more than something to hold on to as she allowed Sketchy to pull back and begin to fuck her face.

Sketchy was rough, but considerate. Instead of simply grabbing and trying to **** himself on her, he found her limits and firmly pushed them, but never too far. Finding his rhythm, he thrust into her with steady strokes, making her gag with every one without overdoing it. She could hear his excited breath, feel his gaze on her as she let him use her out here in the open, almost in view of Crash’s front entrance. Nothing but a few steps in the right direction would put them in full view of any patron that left the bar and in fact it bordered on a miracle that it hadn’t happened yet. Strangely, the idea didn’t alarm Max, but instead it only heightened her arousal.

“Fuck, Max! You little slut!” Sketchy grunted and she let out a moan as a reply.

“I wanted to do this to you for so long, you fucking tease…” Sketchy’s admission wasn’t necessarily news to her, but his words nonetheless were hot to hear. Until today, she had never considered him as a viable option, but the knowledge that he had wanted her for a long time was an undeniable turn-on.

“Let me deeper!” Three more words that sent a thrill of nervous excitement down her spine. Sketchy’s hands **** her further onto his cock, demandingly pressing his tip against the back of her throat with a sudden urgency that surprised her. She retched harshly and her fingers twisted in the denim of his jeans as Sketchy tried to **** himself in. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, she just didn’t know how. She had never deepthroated before and Sketchy’s cock was remarkably large.

Eager to please, Max did her best to fight back the gagging. She wanted to do this, wanted to swallow her coworker’s cock in this dark, grimy alleyway. The mere idea made her body tingle with horny glee. Yet, despite her best efforts she couldn’t seem to manage to shove him any deeper. Again and again, she attempted to **** herself forward, yet all she managed was to make herself gag and slobber all over his cock.

Soon, she felt her own spit run down her skin, dripping plentifully down onto her shirt and soaking it through. Her nose was running and her eyes were brimming with tears that ran down her cheeks as she failed consistently, making her feel more than a little inept.

After more than two minutes of fierce, but fruitless struggling, she peered up at Sketchy. Her face was a sloppy mess, yet despite her failures it seemed like he was far from disappointed. His cock, coated in her slimy saliva, was rock hard between her lips and she could taste regular spurts of pre-cum to prove his arousal. The huge grin on his face was another indicator that he was enjoying himself.

“Max, let me help,” he offered, his voice encouraging.

Max mumbled against his meat in agreement, letting him reach for her even while she wasn’t sure what he had in mind. One hand moved behind her, firmly cupping the back of her head with his long, strong fingers digging into her hair. As opposed to the firm, yet measured grip that Sketchy had applied earlier, she could tell from the way his fingertips dug into her skull now that he was going for control. Despite her strength, she felt dominated just by the way he was grabbing her. And that was even before his other hand reached for her face.

Momentarily confused, Max watched as Sketchy carefully reached in between them, then his thumb and forefinger firmly pinched her nostrils closed, stopping her from breathing. She winced against his meat, but then both of Sketchy’s hands pulled her forwards, once again pressing his big crown forward against the back of her mouth, sealing her other airway shut. She gagged for a moment, her body tensing, but then her body reacted instinctively.

Without her having even a chance to think about it, Max’ throat opened up, eager for oxygen. Yet, instead of precious air filling her lungs, Sketchy took advantage of the moment with a sudden, rough yank.

“Grrrrkh!” the noise came out of Max without her volition as Sketchy’s thick, hot dick shoved itself past her tonsils and into her throat, stretching her in ways she had never been stretched before. Her tear-stained eyes widened as she felt him pull her deeper by her nose, literally ****-feeding her his boner. Her whole body tensed, yet she didn’t even think about resisting.

“You… lippy whore!” she heard him hiss as he made her deepthroat for the first time ever.

Max gagged, blinking away the tears. She stared past Sketchy’s hand at the dark, neatly trimmed pubic hair a few inches away from her face as she felt her esophagus ripple around his flesh. With her nostrils still pinched shut, oxygen was running low, even with her enhanced physique, but the fingers remained, squeezing.

“Nnngh!” Max mumbled, feeling a sense of alarm. She could hear her own blood pumping in her ears, the corners of her vision blurring as Sketchy seemed determined to feed her all of himself. Shifting on her knees, she nonetheless never even considered resisting. In fact, she realized, she was soaking wet!

Finally, about two inches of Sketchy’s big dick remained outside, when suddenly, the hand on the back of Max’ head let go. For a moment, the lack of pressure confused her. Without it, she lacked the drive to complete the task. However, all questions were slapped from her mind when out of nowhere, she received a hard slap to the back of her head, instantly driving her half an inch deeper while causing her to retch miserably. Her entire body clenched up without her control, but before she could even react, she received a second smack.

“Glblsh!” Max spluttered wetly around him as the hit **** her another bit forward. Three more harsh slaps followed and just before the last, Sketchy’s fingers finally released her nostrils so that after the last one, Max’ dainty nose was squished against his pubes, her full lips wrapped around the base of his cock.

“There we go!” Sketchy grunted, grabbing and holding her tight with both hands now as he basked in the fact that he had buried the entirety of his cock in Max Guevara’s sweet mouth.

He held Max down for a solid five seconds, which, after all the time she had spent with her nose pinched shut, put her resolve to a serious test. When he finally, slowly withdrew his hips, Max didn’t even have to think. That loud, greedy breath she sucked in through her nostrils was positively orgasmic, adding to the heavy cocktail of endorphins that were currently flooding her young mind and she could hardly process how good getting her face fucked made her feel.

Sketchy didn’t go easy on her. He proceeded to hump her face, showing little regard for her wellbeing as he kept her head in a vicelike grip, using her like some disposable sex toy. Not that Max minded, as her heat-riddled mind reveled in the debauchery of it all. Gagging and slobbering all over him as he facefucked her, his sweaty ballsack smacking against her chin every time, she loved every moment.

“Fuck! Fuck! Max!” Sketchy’s strained gasps sounded like they were coming from far away, cutting through the thickening fog that was clouding her mind. His nails dug into the skin of her head as his fingers clenched into her hair, basking in the sensations of her silky, hot throat. “Little slut!”

“Gwaarrgh!” Her throat made a wet, gargling noise when Sketchy suddenly yanked his cock out, dragging copious amounts of slimy saliva out with it. Max hauled in a huge lungful of air, her head spinning as she felt Sketchy pull her close and tilt her face upwards.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

She was left stunned when her friend proceeded to smack his spit-soaked length across her upturned features, leaving wet trails across her skin. Flinching, she squeezed her eyes shut against the ****, but didn’t pull away.

This was obscene! Even in her heat-addled state of mind, she was aware of how nasty things were turning. She was by no means a virgin and she didn’t consider herself a prude by any means, but no sex she had ever had had felt like this. Sketchy was treating her like some whore that he had paid for, his personal, little fucktoy. Disrespectful. Hot.

Another grin spread across her face as she willingly presented her face to him, letting him give her another pair of dickslaps. Then, without warning, Sketchy’s tip suddenly pressed against her lips again. Max gargled as he pushed inside, effortlessly bullying into her mouth and down her gullet in one swift motion until her nose was once again pressed against his pubic bone.

Sketchy continued the facefuck, burying his cock inside her mouth with every thrust. He only allowed her to breathe when he occasionally pulled out to slap his cock across her face, smearing her features with a viscous mixture of throat-slime and cum. Soon, Max’ breath was ragged. Despite her enhanced constitution Sketchy was pushing her limits with his treatment. Her head swam, the slight asphyxiation mixing in with the heat-triggered hormones to chip away at her sanity. In her young, corrupted mind, the entire scene was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced.

She spluttered when he yanked his cock out again, coughing up thick strands of saliva that made a mess of the front of her shirt. Groaning, she squeezed her eyes shut, expecting to get smacked by his meat again, but Sketchy took her by surprise once again when he roughly pressed his balls up against her lips. Obliging without a second though, she opened her mouth and engulfed his right testicle.

“Fuuuuck yeah, Max!” Sketchy groaned as she sucked on his balls, “Lick them, too, bitch!”

Max obeyed without as much as a moment’s hesitation, letting her tongue run in wild patterns across his sensitive nuts as Sketchy rested the throbbing length of his cock along her nose. She peered up at him past his cock, seeing him stare down at her with a big grin. A short tug on her hair made the ball slip from her mouth, but it was quickly replaced with the other one, which received the same treatment.

“Fuck, Max!” Sketchy hissed, “I want to fuck you!”