The apartment party was in full swing, with music and laughter filling the air. Richard, a short, fat, shaven-headed man, waded through the sea of guests, a glass of cheap wine in one hand and a plate of cubed cheese in the other. He was the host, after all, and even if he wasn't the most popular guy in the room, he was determined to make the best of it.
In the midst of the crowd, Nastya stood out like a sore thumb. A short, short-haired brunette with small tits, wide hips, and a round ass, she was dressed in a slim-fitting sweater and tight jeans that accentuated her curves. She was also overdoing it on the alcohol, her laughter a little too loud, her words a little too slurred.
Richard noticed her state and made his way over to her, concern etched on his face. "Nastya, are you okay?" he asked, taking her arm.
She shook him off, her eyes glazed. "I need some fresh air," she mumbled, stumbling towards the door.
Richard followed her, catching her before she could make it outside without outerwear or shoes. He scooped her up in his arms, carrying her back to the apartment. The music and laughter faded as he made his way down the hallway, finally stopping in a dark room.
Nastya, drunk and disoriented, thought Richard wanted to fuck her. She lied, "I have my period," hoping to deter him.
Richard wasn't thinking about that, but Nastya's words switched his thoughts in that direction. He suggested, "Then take my cock in your mouth instead."
Nastya was horrified, not having considered this option. She knew Richard was in love with her, but she didn't like fat guys. She stuttered, "I-I can't do that."
But Richard was already pulling down his pants, pulling out his dick. In the dark, Nastya didn't see this and was taken aback when the tip of his dick rested against her lips.
She tried to protest, but Richard's cock burst into her open mouth. She was pressed against the wall and couldn't move away.
He fucked her in the mouth with sharp, rough movements, and Nastya banged her head against the wall with each thrust. She tried to push him away, but she was too drunk and weak.
Richard held her by the hair so she couldn't turn away, and Nastya tried to push him away, but she was no match for his strength.
In the silence of the dark room, only Richard's heavy breathing could be heard, the guttural sounds coming from Nastya's cock-gagged mouth, and the distant music of the party continuing in other rooms.
Gradually, Richard got angrier, taking revenge for all the times when Nastya ignored his feelings or joked about them.
From a particularly sharp and deep movement, his short thick cock entered her throat, and Nastya was sick, but Richard didn't care.
He continued to fuck her in the mouth, determined to get his own. 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 his 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 the lips of a stunned, unable to recover Nastya. Patting her cheek condescendingly, he left the room.
Nastya was left alone in the dark, with her lips stained with sperm and the taste of sperm in her mouth. She used to feel superior to Richard. Now she was broken and subdued.
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