It's Jenna

"You know it's Jenna," you say putting a hand on his chest. It waws rock hard. Blake might be a total douchebag, but damn his body was fine. You felt a hand grab your ass. It must have been enough to convince him, because he pulls you close to him, making out with you aggressively. He put his other hand on your pec, squeezing it.

"I fucking love bitches with small titties," he mutters as you kiss, "Fuckin' waste that ur a dyke, but i'll fix that." He puts a hand on your shoulder and pushes you to your knees. You're square with his manhood which is poking out of his gym shorts. He pulls down his waistband and his dick slaps against your face. You have no time to speak as he guides your head onto his dick.

"You see, that's a dick, a woman's real purpose," He says sliding your head back and forth. He releases his hand to grab your pec again and you continue sucking. "Fuck you're a good little cock sucking dyke." he says, "You like that dick huh?"

"It's okay," you moan.

"Okay? Don't play coy slut, I don't have much time left. Show me that pussy." he says and you stand up, but you are two slow. Blake man handles you, grabbing you and turning you around. You feel him spitting on your hole. "You've been a bad bitch, fucking women instead of men," you feel his tip lining up with your ass. "I would fuck your pussy, but you don't deserve that yet." you both moan as he thrusts increase in speed. "Your sloppy dyke pussy must be so fucking dry for cum, if I bred you now i'd probably, *fuck* be paying for child support." You can't reply, you can barely breathe. Your dick is puddling precum on the floor. You wanna touch it so bad, but it is all you can do to hold on as he ravages your hold.

"Can't have a dyke be the mommy of my kids." He thrusts in your ass. "but look how you moan for my dick." He puts his arms around your chest, grabbing your torso up against his. "Maybe there is hope for you yet." he suddenly stops, his dick inside you and leans in and whispers, "Tell me you like my dick."

"I like your dick,"

"Beg for it. All women do and you're getting it for free." he grabs your neck in a **** hold.

"Please, fuck me," you moan and you can feel his grin. He bites your ear as his hand moves from your neck to your chest.

"Fucking pathetic," He thrusts quickly now, both of your breathing becoming irregular. Then he thrusts in deep, moaning in your ear as he reaches a hand for what he thinks is your pussy, but is met with suprise with your cock. It takes him a moment to register due to the orgasm high, but he pushes you off his dick, against the wall. "What the fuck!" he say agrily.

"What?" you say, turning around to face him, but he puts an arm to your neck. He flicks on the light switch and you can see his eyes bulge in suprise at seeing you there.

"What the fuck is going on." Blake says angrily, "Where did Jenna go?"

"What do you mean? I've been here the whole time?" you say.

"No I just fucked Jenna." He presses harder on your neck,"

"Get off me fag." you say and in shock he lets go.

"I'm not a fag," he says angrily,

"Not a fag eyy?" you look down at your watch, "I got you to cum in four minutes with this juicy ass."

"That's cause I thought you were Jenna," he says angrily. You look down at your dick, you're still hard. What a greedy fucker, not finishing you off.

"Whatever, just suck me off." you say.

"No fucking way fag." he says.

"You don't, I'll tell everyone you fucked my ass." you say.

"Who's gonna believe you?" Blake says, his eyes darting.

"Everyone, when we walk out together and I show them the load in my ass," you felt yourself getting soft, "Come on, only got 2 minutes left."

"No," he says, but he looks worried.

"Fine, have it your way," you reach a hand out for the doorknob, but he grabs it. He doesn't say anything, but gets to his knees. He looks at your cock and gulps. Looking at it, then you. "Open up straight boy." He opens his mouth only a little, but that was just enough to **** your head in down his throat. You grab his hair and push him all the way down, his arms flailing as he chokes on your manhood.

"Listen well Blake and Listen good. If I ever hear you being a fucking pussy pig and treating women like shit ever again, I'm going to find you while you sleep and fuck your little straight boy bussy so good that you won't even realize it's not a dream until you wake up alone in bed with cum on your chest and leaking out of your hole. Got it," you say, his eyes are watering, full of fear as he is helpless in your arms. He chokes a yeas and you pull his hair back allowing him to breathe. You erupt on his face, your cum spraying all over his nose cheeks and hair. He moves to wipe it off, but you glare at him and he stops. You push him to the floor and readjust your clothes.

"Fuck you," Blake says looking up at you with a sneer.

"You might be straight boy, but you're still a little bitch," you say smacking your thighs and then open the door, rejoining the party.