a

ause all I wanted was to get laid. I could still feel the ache betwe

rts of things; I doubt I even remember my name at this point. He sent me launching onto a bed. His finger ran along my

. "I couldn't wait to get you here so I can taste your cunt from the chopper.

ed sucking on my nipples. I can feel the blood ru

breath away as he slid his finge

d he kept rubbing, his palm pressing against my clit. I feel that buildup I felt early on the choppe

anted me to taste myself, so I sheepishly d

tes himself with my wetness. Then he thrust inside me, and I sucked in a breath; my mind raced with thoughts in th

nipples. Then he pressed his lips on mine and kissed me. He then wrapped his arm around me and pulled me up so that he was kneeling on the bed and I was sitting on him. He rocked me up and dow

s on, "I can feel you clenching on my dick, princess," he says as he

y hips swiveled. He gripped his cock in one hand and thrust inside me again; I let out a deep moan, and ple

back in. His thrusts were now violent, and he increased his pace. I started to shake beneath him. I screamed and came, and I dragged him along with me. I felt his cum filling me, and we s

unlight and a splitting headache. I

throbbed. My body... ached. I was naked under the sheets, tangled in them like I'd been toss

ace went with the body that had touched mine, claimed mine. I sat up too fast, and

d swollen. The ache in my thighs

ing with every movement. My heels were on their sides by the door. I hobbled toward them like I was le

ll happened

I remembered heading to the bar to celebrate. I ordered o

hit the erase button on my memory. There was laughter, I think. Mayb

this stranger. Just

and didn't look back. I didn't want to wake him. I didn't

ay my legs trembled with every step, found my car,

stripped the dress off again, went straight into the bathroom, and tu

my skin, and I

else's body had touched every inch of mine,

my face, something cold clicked against my cheek. I froze and l

earing

venir shop. This thing sparkled. It shone. It looke

fuck?" I

led as I turned the ring around, trying to figure out if it was real. It looked expensive. T

y guy. But I remembered I don't remember anything; there was no trail to follow, no

n the lobby... I would

spered again, gr

bered n