Max fucks Sketchy

Max didn’t waste a second. It didn’t take much effort at all for her to pull out of his grip when she wanted to. She let the testicle pop out of her mouth, a grin forming on her lips. As much as she had enjoyed the seedy blowjob, it only took the one sentence to prime her mind on a new objective.

Sketchy watched as she gracefully rose to her feet. He was a tall man and even standing up, she barely reached his nose, yet when she grabbed a handful of his grey shirt he felt like he was being manhandled when she unceremoniously shoved him backwards.

“Woah!” he called as he staggered until his legs hit a stack of weather-worn wooden pallets and he fell backwards onto his ass. He stared up at Max with a dumbfounded gape.

Meanwhile, Max didn’t miss a beat. Two steps forward, she closed the distance to tower over him, the look in her eyes telling him to remain exactly where he was as her fingers nimbly went to work on her jeans. She didn’t think about what she was doing, that she was exposingp herself to one of her best friends, instead she just acted. The button popped, the zipper came down and Sketchy’s eyes predictably darted down as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her pants. The look on his face as she pushed the jeans down over the curve of her hips sent a tingle through her body. His look mirrored what she felt, pure hunger.

The small, bright pink panties that she wore underneath were one of her favorites. A decidedly girly secret under her trademark tough girl persona that she hid away. Now, though, she didn’t give Sketchy any extra time to admire them. As soon as she had pushed her pants down to bunch around her knees, her fingers made quick work of her underwear as well, giving Sketchy a very close up view of her bare pussy.

The look in his eyes was like catnip to her. She knew she had a pretty pussy. Her tender mound was completely hairless with small inner labia that now, in her state of arousal, peeked out ever so slightly between her outer lips. Her own arousal was smeared across her slit, leaving her shiny in the dim light of the streetlights outside Crash. Sketchy looked like he wanted to dive in face-first, but she had other plans.

She turned, moving gracefully despite her pants bunching around her knees. She couldn’t wait any longer, the desire unbearable at this point. She needed to scratch that itch! Facing away from him, she shuffled backwards until she stood between his spread knees before she bent over, giving him another look at her tender treasures before she sat down. His excited groan elicited a horny grin from her

Sketchy’s hands grabbed a hold of her hips, helping her position herself as she reached between her own legs and grabbed his cock. Pointing it upwards, she aimed as she lowered herself.

Max let out a high-pitched, girly gasp as Sketchy’s big, prominent tip first nudged against her lower lips. She briefly swiped it back and forth along her slit, all the way from her taint to her clit to collect some of her leaking wetness, then Sketchy’s tight hold on her hips forced her down and he pushed his way inside.

“Oooh!” both of them moaned in unison.

She was dripping wet, primed for it, and her nether lips parted eagerly for him, yet despite all that any further progress quickly slowed. Max was tight. A toned, slender woman, her tender cunt stretched to allow Sketchy’s sizable cock inside her, but she struggled. He was quite a lot larger than any other man she had ever been with and with her pants bunched around her knees she couldn’t even spread her legs to allow for more room. After several long moments, she barely managed to squeeze more than Sketchy’s rounded tip inside of her and for a moment doubts arouse in her lust-clouded mind that she would be able to handle him.

Sketchy seemed to sense her faltering confidence. While she was still wrestling with the sheer size stretching her wide open, she felt his fingers dig into the bare skin of her hips.

“Sketchy, wait…” she gasped, her voice high-pitched with worry, but he ignored her. In her awkward stance, she could do nothing to resist she was pulled down. She tried to struggle, but with her pants around her knees and her butt pushed out towards him, he easily overpowered her.

“Aaaah!” she let out a scream that anyone outside the alley might have heard as two more inches of thick, hard man meat split her open, expanding her poor pussy. Her hands flew to his, but despite herself, she didn’t even attempt to peel them away. Instead, she squeezed them tightly as her friend mercilessly skewered her.

“God, Max, you’re tight!” she heard his voice behind herself. She sobbed in response, feeling utterly overwhelmed. Barely a minute ago she had been crazy with need, now she felt like she was being impaled, yet despite the stinging pain that primal side of her was loving it. That shameful, instinctual being relished in the situation as it was exactly what she longed for. She was mating. A male partner was taking control of her, ready to breed. The dumb, procreation-craving part of her was loving it and Max shuddered as she felt a huge wave of endorphins flood her body, rewarding her for allowing herself to be used as his fucktoy.

“E… easy, Sketch!” she hissed as millimeter after millimeter of cock forced its way into her, but he continued to ignore her. She gasped, shivered and sobbed as she felt him slowly but steadily thrust upwards to meet her downward movement until his groin finally pressed against her buttocks.

Her head was spinning. She felt dizzy with adrenaline and endorphins as well as an overwhelming and bizarre sense of gratefulness as Sketchy let her rest for a moment. Sitting in his lap, she did her best to wrap her head around the fact that this huge cock was now stuffed all the way inside her, scaring and exciting her in equal measure.

While she simply breathed, she felt Sketchy’s hands roam over her, gently sliding across her heated skin from her hips to her buttocks. She moaned as his hands caressed her for a second, then his fingers dug into the supple flesh and she felt him spread her open. A blush crept across her face as she realized what exactly he was doing. Pulling her cheeks apart, she could all but feel his gaze on her tiny asshole. The thought that she was giving Sketchy of all people a good view of her puckered asshole was overwhelmingly humiliating, yet in her current frame of mind it was also so hot! He was taking charge, taking from her what he wanted.

“Ride me, Max!” she heard him order behind her, “Ride my cock, you slut!”