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A girl is lost all alone in a criminal districts and tries to find a way out, she is asking a man for help but he charges too much for it…

That happened in August. That summer was a terrible heat. And my clothes were what the heat demanded. That day I was wearing white silk top and colored flared skirt. I usually don’t wear the panties in such a heat, but that day I was in the end of a period. Perhaps, that was why I was so irritable. And that was why I quarreled with my husband, who picked me up from the party at my work. In short everything finished the way I didn’t want. I blazed up, said a lot of unpleasant things and demanded he stopped the car and put me off.

When the lights of the car disappeared I understood I choose the wrong time for such “fine” gestures. It was pretty late and there was no one around me. I got frightened. Moreover the region I was left in was considered to be quite criminal. All that made me feel creepy all over. I decided to find or to catch the cab and go home as soon as it was possible. The sound of my high heeled shoes resounded in the silence. I wanted to take a short cut and turned inside the block, but I lost! I was trying to find the way out but in vein. Here I felt someone’s look on me! Oh, No! Someone was following me! I sped up the steps and the stranger sped up either. In a panic I decided to knock to the first door to ask to call my husband or to call a short.

The door opened a fat middle-aged man and stared at me in wonder. You bet! Not every night you see the young slim blond on your threshold. While I was explaining the situation to him, his lustful eyes ran over me tanned legs and plump breasts, which were excitingly rising in pretty low décolleté of mine. Then he invited me in, where I finally could call the cab.

Only when I assured my order was got, I could sigh with relief and leaned against the sofa. Meanwhile, the host came close to me.

- “Well… well… well… So, you’re alone here, right? Look, I helped you in your situation, and how you are gonna pay me back for my help? Don’t you want to return my kindness?” – He said.

I started back from him as far as my face almost stuck into his fly. Here I got everything and tried to rush to the door. But in spite of his weight (he was about 195 lb and 5.5 ft) he caught me to the waist and pressed close to him.

- “No, please!!!… No!!! Please, let me go!!!” – I asked him, but he didn’t listen to me.

He pushed me back to the sofa and leaned all his weight upon me. Then he pulled up my top (I don’t wear a bra in such heat) and started squeezing my tanned breasts of the DD size with one of his hand. His other hand slipped under my skirt feeling my thighs up greedily. Then his fat sweaty fingers got under my panties. I started from his rude touches. But suddenly I felt that fat pig was rising from me. He almost crushed me while he was getting up. Here I understood that that raster was barriered by the pad in my vagina. “This time the danger is over!” – I thought. But that skunk wasn’t going to loose his prey! He grabbed my hair and hurled me to my knees just in front of his fly.

- “If you are in heat bitch, you’ll suck!!! Get it?” – He was shouting.

To say I don’t like a blow job is to say nothing. It seems to me so dirty and humiliating. Especially the sperm – it’s so nasty!!! The only thought of swallowing it nearly turns my stomach. I tried it couple of times with my husband but I couldn’t do that. And that fat stinker wanted me to suck his fetid tool. Here he took out his fat dick. Moreover it smelt with sweat and urine. I tried to break away from him, but in vein.

I decided not to open the mouth anyway. That was why I screw up my eyes and shook my head.

- “You !!! Bitch!!!” – He yelled at me. – “I’ll teach you how to reject my dick!!!” – He gave me a slap in the face! Here another one from the opposite side!

Nobody hurt me ever before! I was completely shocked. And he just jerked my hair! I screamed with pain.

- “Do you want more?” – He smirked and raised his hand against me again.

- “Oh, no!!! Please!!! Stop it! I … I … agree.” – I murmured expecting new slaps.

- “What agree?” – He asked in commanding voice.

- “Well, I agree to suck your penis.” – I replied humiliatingly.

I despised myself for my cowardice, weakness and complaisance! It appeared that I was ready to do everything I was asked to just to avoid the pain! I was sent into panic by pain!!!

Here I got I was in a hopeless situation: he was impossible to manage, and he wasn’t going to let me leave just like that. That meant I had no chose but to suck his tool, and the more I resisted it, the worse it would be for me. But was so disgusting!!! I burst into tears from my powerlessness.

His rough dickhead confidently entered my slightly opened lips. He was fucking my mouth like a mad! I thought I would never finish! I was tired fidgeting on my knees. And he kept impaling and impaling my mouth on his dick holding my hair. I don’t know how but that impaling made my pussy wet. But I think it was just physiology, because I didn’t have any desire to suck that fat dick. But I got that if I didn’t take anything he would pleasure long long time and I woud suck and suck him. That was so very much disgusting!

- “You are a good sucker!” – He smirked.

Those words made me shudder. Now I was thinking about the moment of the ejaculation and how to avoid his semen.

But suddenly he thrust his pulsating dick deep inside the throat! I choked over and here the hot stream of his semen splashed inside! I tried to move my head back but he was grabbing my hair tightly holding his tool as deep as he could in me. I was gurgling and swallowing, swallowing his damned sperm! I couldn’t manage to swallow all of it and my mouth filled up with that nasty fluid. It was so sticky. Its terrible smell soaked into my tongue, palate! That slime was already dropping out of my mouth right on my breasts. I was near to vomit from disgust but I had nothing to do but to swallow everything choking with some clots!!! Only when he winded out the last drop of his, he let me go, wiping dry his tool over my hair.

- “You see, there is nothing to be afraid of!” – He smirked pointing with his hand that I was free now. I rushed to the door as quickly as I could. That moment I didn’t know yet what was going to happen next on my way home.

To be continued.

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