The party was in full swing at Richard's apartment, the sound of laughter and music filling the air. Richard, a short, fat, shaven-headed man, was making his way through the crowd, a glass of cheap wine in one hand and a plate of questionable appetizers in the other. He was never one to turn down a party, even if he didn't know most of the people there.
In the corner of the room, Nastya, a short, short-haired brunette with small tits, wide hips, and a round ass, was dressed in a slim fitting sweater and tight jeans. She was overdoing it with the alcohol and had already shed her outerwear and shoes, leaving them in a heap by the door.
Richard couldn't help but notice Nastya as she stumbled her way towards the balcony, the cold air hitting her flushed cheeks. He quickly made his way over to her, catching her before she could tumble over the railing.
"Hey, hey, easy there," he said, his voice slurring slightly as he helped her back inside. "Let's get you back to the party."
But Nastya had other ideas. She pulled away from Richard, her eyes wild as she made a break for the door. Richard, not wanting to cause a scene, scooped her up in his arms and carried her back to the apartment, finding themselves alone in a dark room.
Nastya, drunk and relaxed, came to the conclusion that Richard wanted to fuck her and lied that she had her period to refuse him. But Richard, also drunk, took this as a challenge.
"Well, if you can't handle that, how about this?" he said, pulling down his pants and pulling out his dick.
Nastya was horrified, but before she could refuse, Richard's cock burst into her open mouth and he fucked her with sharp, rough movements. Nastya was pressed against the wall and couldn't move away. 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 took 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. Her throat convulsively contracted, squeezing Richard's cock, and from this tight grip he began to cum. 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.
"Well, that was one way to end a party," Richard said to himself as he stumbled back to the living room. "I think I'll call it a night."
As the partygoers filtered out of the apartment, leaving behind a mess of empty bottles and spilled food, Richard couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He had always had a crush on Nastya, even if she didn't know it. And now, he thought with a smirk, she would never forget him.
The end.
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