Thread: Just a Little Porn Video {darkest_fate&Jack Stalker}

The words dumped heat and wet into Hayden's groin, flaming the passions that had already started to flicker within. Crass words shot from his lips like bullets, puncturing civility and making it clear with each syllable that this man would be everything Hayden signed up for a more. The confidence drifted toward what Hayden saw as arrogance. His words spoke of predictions, of opening her up, of splaying her sex upon his rod and skewering her flesh, of transforming her into a near broken fuck doll, a peach ornament upon a glistening rod of hot chocolate. I think I can see why he liked you so much, Hayden nearly purred. Her hand kept stroking, kept feeling. She felt something closing on her breast and gasped, eyes widening, mouth parting for a few seconds. Her blue-green eyes slid sideways as he leaned forward, hot breaths panting more promises into her ear. Hayden could feel them drizzling down her body, spreading more rivers of heat. Her grip upon his member tightened, fingers squeezing with as much force as she could muster. Knees threatened to give way as teeth closed about her lobe. Her other hand went up, clinging to his chest, nails slightly digging in for substance, for purchase. They tightened, everything tightened, as a finger pinched a bullet, teasing and pulling. Fuck, Hayden gasped. You really don't wait for--holy shit! the last came in a near yell as fingers slid between her lips. Hayden felt her folds parting, her size and fitness betraying the hold already. Wet velvet gripped the invaders like a vice, already milking them. Glistening juices seeped forth, driven by primal urges and skilled fingers. Hayden could feel the fingers almost pushing it out of her, little bits of her essence running down the fingers, staining the white suit and glazing her thighs. Every inch of... Hayden's eyes widened, her mouth falling open. He meant it. She knew it then, for some reason, in the starkness of his words. His huge fucking cock was going to skewer her little sex, and there wasn't a damn thing she could do to stop it. The girl shivered, hands still clinging to his body, to shoulder and dick, as if she needed them to remain upright. Nobody treated her that way, fucked her that way. They wouldn't dare . Not to a girl, to a woman, who had been famous before she'd been legal. Not to a supple blonde with righteous curves that men everywhere stroked their dicks to. Careful, she said, half teasing, her voice already breathy. You break it, you buy it, she smiled coyly at that, hoping that perhaps she could show herself to be at least a little flirtatious. No such luck he continued to overwhelm her. Just look at you, she breathed, nails running along his chest as she stared. Fucking hell, are you actually real? You look like you could pick me up and throw me, she bit her lip, realizing that he most likely would do precisely that at some point. The pink lip remained between teeth as a fist grabbed hair. Hayden looked up, her expression teasing, curious, almost pouting. You want me to gobble your big, black, cock? she asked, dropping each of the words separately. She felt her body going down, sinking to her knees, bowing in service to him. Her face hovered near the massive cock, the scent of him, the rawness, washing over her. The hand returned, wrapping nails about him, not even coming close to squeezing. You're so damn big, the blonde cooed again, bringing her lips within breaths of him. She pursed them, gently kissing the slit atop his crown. Hayden could just taste a slight bit of him heavy, musky. A slender pink tongue snaked out to flick it, bringing it into her mouth. The girl's pretty head slid to the side, lips teasing the length while she dragged her head all the way down. The cock extended beyond her head, while Hayden rested against the root, staring up at the great mass, awed by it now that it was in such proximity. Just look at that, she said, running her hands down the length. Such a huge fucking cock. All big and black and pulsing, she reached down, grabbing his heavy balls, feeling their weight beneath his hands. Is this all for me? she asked, before giving the cock a quick lick, dragging her head up. You're all throbbing and hard, she said, stroking, pausing to spit and smear her own saliva down the shaft. Mm, you talk a big game, but you really want me to taste it, don't you? she wrapped her lips about the head, slurping and pulling away with a smack of her lips. You're just so desperate. I can feel all that weight in here, she gave the balls another squeeze before kissing around the cock. All that big, bad talk, but you just can't believe it's really that pretty blonde, the cheerleader, she gave his cock another suck. C'mon, it's okay, she nearly purred, giving the balls another squeeze. You can blow that load all over my pretty face. I promise not to tell,' she smiled, then opened her mouth, taking in several inches this time. Her tongue swirled around the tip, lashing and licking. Drool already started to run its course, drizzling down the length. The starlet did so with confidence, however, directing her head and not going more than a few inches, not any further than she would with most lovers, though it was abundantly clear she had little experience here. She went languidly, sucking and slurping with skill, but clearly something hadn't sunk in, clearly she still thought herself in control, that Terry really had been reading off a script. She sucked at his cock like she expected him to blow off like all her other lovers, showering her girl-next-door face with white.