The party was in full swing at Richard's apartment, with guests mingling and drinks flowing freely. Richard, a short, fat, shaven-headed man, found himself observing the crowd, taking in the sights and sounds of the lively gathering. His eyes landed on Nastya, a short, short-haired brunette with small tits, wide hips, and a round ass. She was getting drunk, trying to run outside without outerwear and shoes.
Richard caught Nastya just in time, scooping her up in his arms and carrying her back to the apartment. They found themselves alone in a dark room, away from the prying eyes of the partygoers. Nastya, drunk and bold, assumed Richard wanted to fuck her and lied that she had her period to deter him.
Richard, also drunk and more relaxed than usual, took Nastya's words as a challenge. "Fine," he said, his voice low and husky. "If you won't let me fuck you, then take me in your mouth instead."
Nastya was horrified, but before she could refuse, Richard pulled down his pants and pulled out his dick. In the dark, Nastya didn't see what was happening until the tip of Richard's dick rested against her lips. She tried to protest, but Richard's cock burst into her open mouth, and he held her by the hair so she couldn't turn away.
Richard fucked Nastya's mouth with sharp, rough movements, and she banged her head against the wall with each thrust. Nastya tried to push him away, but she was too drunk and weak. Richard took revenge for all the times Nastya had ignored his feelings or joked about them.
From a particularly sharp and deep movement, Richard's thick cock entered Nastya's throat, and she was sick, but Richard didn't care. Nastya's throat convulsively contracted, squeezing Richard's cock, and from this tight grip, he began to cum, pressing her head to his groin.
Nastya's mouth quickly filled with Richard's thick sperm, and she had to start swallowing it, swallowing portion after portion. Having completely poured into Nastya's mouth, Richard took out his dick and wiped it on Nastya's lips, leaving her stunned, unable to recover, with her lips stained with sperm and the taste of sperm in her mouth.
Nastya, still in shock, stumbled out of the room and back to the party. She spent the rest of the night avoiding Richard, her mind racing with a mix of disgust, anger, and confusion. She couldn't believe what had just happened, and she wasn't sure how to process it.
Richard, on the other hand, felt a sense of satisfaction and power. He had taken what he wanted, and he didn't care about the consequences. He continued to mingle with the partygoers, a smug smile on his face.
As the night wore on, Nastya's anger and disgust turned into determination. She would not let Richard get away with what he had done. She would take control and make sure he knew that he couldn't treat her like that.
The party eventually came to an end, and Nastya left Richard's apartment, her mind made up. She would confront Richard, and she would make sure he understood that he had crossed a line. She was a strong, controlling woman, and she wouldn't let anyone, not even Richard, take that away from her.
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