The goth club's bass rattled Vicky's bones as she danced with her friends, black-and-red hair flying, her sexy outfit clinging to her slender frame and those big tits that felt too exposed tonight. Sweat beaded on her skin, making her feel tipsy, horny, and alive amid the grinding bodies, half-naked kisses, and dripping heat on the floor. 'This place is pure sin,' she muttered to herself, trying to act like she owned it.
Dan cut through the crowd, his muscular build and short black hair screaming dominant goth god. He locked eyes with her. 'You look like trouble wrapped in leather, raven. Name's Dan. Care to grind or just stare?'
Vicky smirked, witty and bold despite her insecurity. 'Vicky. And I don't stare, I devour. Think you can handle a girl who's new to this scene but not new to calling shots?'
They danced close, his hands roaming as the music pulsed. 'Cute pouty lips like yours were made for more than sass,' he teased, voice sharp. She fired back, 'Big talk from a guy with a hard-on already pressing my ass. Prove it, or I'll find someone who can.'
Dan's fingers deftly unpacked her tits right there on the floor, fondling the soft flesh while kissing her deep, tongues battling wittily between breaths. 'Fuck, these are perfect,' he growled. Vicky panted, 'Mmm, not bad, but my pussy's getting wetter from the crowd than your hands—keep up or step off.' They ground hard, her small rounded ass rubbing his throbbing cock through his pants, both sweating and horny as hell.
' Bathroom. Now,' Dan commanded with a grin. 'Let's see if that mouth matches the attitude.' Vicky laughed, strong and unafraid, 'Lead the way, but don't expect me to beg.' In the stall, he pushed her down; she knelt, eyeing his hard cock as he freed it. 'Suck it like you mean it, little tease.'
She hesitated, then took him in for a blowjob, inexperienced but trying to please with eager lips. Dan groaned, 'Not bad, but you're sloppy—time to learn.' Grabbing her hair, he started facefucking her throat, cock slamming deep. 'That's it, good little deepthroat whore, no gag reflex? You're a natural cum slut.' Vicky's eyes watered but held his gaze, pussy soaking her panties, dripping down her thighs as she got light-headed from the thrusts.
He praised degradingly, 'Fuck yes, take every inch, you horny goth bitch—nose to my pelvis, hold it.' She panted around his cock, actually loving the humiliation, her strong will melting into wet submission without admitting it. Dan's pace quickened, balls slapping her chin, until he came hard, pumping cum straight down her throat in explosive pulses. Vicky swallowed every drop, emerging panting and smirking, 'Told you I devour.'
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