After the Party

Tags: cheating, dub-con

This is a work of fiction that describes explicit mature content between 18+ adults. Viewer discretion is advised.

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I had thrown a birthday party for my boyfriend Jake. That was many hours ago, and it had mostly died down. In fact, Jake and I had gone to bed to fuck, fallen asleep before we got anything done, then I woke up hours later to a quiet house. Jake would no doubt be knocked out for a good while, having drank way too much, so I let him sleep. It was essentially the morning after the house party.

I slipped on a robe and headed downstairs. As I entered the living room, I realized that not everyone had left. I saw one of Jake's friends sleeping on the couch. Just as well, beneath the robe I was wearing nothing but a red lacy thong and my black concert t-shirt anyway. How could they sleep in such a mess? It was going to take forever to clean up this house! I couldn't believe it, there were plastic cups on every surface, beer cans, pizza boxes, and cigarette buds.

"Fuck," I said softly to myself as I assessed the damage.

"I like your hair," someone said from the kitchen. I turned and saw Alex, another of Jake's friends. He was sort of a slimy douchebag, more caught up in his looks and being 'it' than anything. Slim, but fit, with the regular attitude of a gym rat.

"My hair?" I asked, turning towards him. He had open access to stare at my butt, though in a robe, and now my big soft thighs through the loosely tied opening, but my hair? I had dyed it pink, embracing my goth era, and it hung down to my shoulders in pink waves. I guess it was pretty cool.

"Yeah," he said, "It's cool."

"Thanks," I smiled, feeling somewhat flattered by the compliment. I turned away to pick up some cans.

"That shirt looks good on you, too."

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Was he hitting on me? Weird.

"Oh, thank you," I said again, turning back to him, putting an impatient hand on my hip.

"Yeah," he said, trailing to where my robe rode up a bit, showing more skin. I quickly moved my hand to let the robe drop back down. "Jake is a lucky guy."

"I know he is," I joked.

Alex chuckled and turned around to face the stove. "Coffee?"

"Sure," I said hesitantly. He poured me a cup and then passed it to me as I joined him in the kitchen. I knew I should perhaps just take my cup and go my merry way, but I didn't. Perhaps it was because he was only in his boxers, revealing his chiseled body. Or maybe it was that he was flirting with me. I was a bit tipsy from all the tequila, so I could have been wrong about that.

"Hey," he said, "you don't think... Jake will wake up anytime soon, would he?"

I looked at him with suspicion. "Why do you ask?"

"Because," he said, "You and I could fuck."

"Excuse me?" I said, almost dropping the coffee cup in shock.

"You heard me," he said. He came closer to me, backing me into the counter.

"I'm with Jake!" I said.

"Doesn't mean you don't want it," Alex said, standing awfully close with a confident, knowing smirk.

"Alex..." I trailed. I wanted to slap that self-serving smug look off his face, but I couldn't move. His hands were on either side of me, caging me in. His body was awfully close, so close that I could feel the warmth radiating off his body. How could he assume I'd cheat? Did he assume I’d be easy just because he was kinda sexy?

"What do you say?" he asked. I felt my heart racing, and my mind going blank. All I could do was stare at him, mouth open in shock. "Come on, you know you want it."

"I'm with Jake," I repeated, but I couldn't find it in myself to fight him.

"Jake's knocked out," Alex said. "I like how defiant you look with your blue eyes. Like you won't admit you want it."

"I don't want it," I said, trying to convince myself as much as him. He chuckled as if he didn't believe me. What a douchebag. Truth was, I had been catching a few glances at him here and there over the time I knew him.

"I'm gonna take what I want, and you'll give it to me," Alex muttered, stroking my hair out of my angry-looking eyes. "And you'll want me to."

"No, I won't," I said, my voice not matching the words. He chuckled, his hands moving down to grip my waist.

"Yes, you will," Alex said. "You'll give it up to me because you need to be fucked, you're too tense. And you need me to do it because Jake is fucking drunk upstairs."

I tried to back up even more, but with Alex's guiding hands, I was pressed up to almost sit on the counter. Alex leaned in close and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me slowly. I let out a sigh of pleasure as his tongue entered my mouth, teasing me.

"You know, we don't have to do this," I said, pulling away.

"I think you need it," Alex said, more or less saying whatever lines he thought would work on me. "I think you need to be fucked. You need a real man."

"I have a real man," I said, but he wasn't listening, instead pushing my robe down to reveal my body. He looked down at my panties with a concentrated look in his eyes.

"You're so sexy, fuck," Alex said, moving his head to kiss my neck.

"Fuck," I muttered, gripping his shoulders tightly as he kissed my neck, sending chills through me. It had been a while since I had sex, I wasn't going to lie, and I felt a little deprived. Before I knew it, my legs were around his waist, my hands clutching his head as he mauled my neck with his lips.

I let out a whimper of pleasure. "Fuck," Alex said, "This is what you needed, huh? You need to be fucked?" He was a broken record, but I was here for it.

"Yeah," I whispered. He grinned and continued to kiss my neck, sending my eyes fluttering in pleasure.

A small surprised gasp escaped my lips when I felt his fingers slip into the hem of my panties, starting to work them down my legs. Was this really going to happen?

"Mm," I sighed. His hand moved up to grope my boob, his tongue licking my neck. He had my thighs spread apart with his body, so close that I could feel the outline of his bulge pressing against my still-covered pussy. There was still a chance to stop this.

But when I put my legs together to peel off my lacy thong, to throw them carelessly on the kitchen floor, I realized that I wasn't going to stop this.

Alex moved closer, and I could feel the large evidence of Alex's capabilities to wreck my pussy pressing against me. I couldn't take it anymore. I reached down and pulled his boxers down, and his cock sprung free. I bit my lip in anticipation.

"Oh," I moaned as Alex pressed himself into me, his shaft running along my slit. "Do you have a condom?"

"Don't need one," Alex groaned into my neck. I hated to be the responsible one.

"What are you talking about?" I said. "We need a condom."

"No," he replied, moving his hips against me, brushing against my clit, "You don't need a condom. All you need is this..."

He pushed his hips forward, and I felt my eyes flutter in pleasure as the head of his bare cock entered me. There was no going back now, and I didn't want to. "Ooh," I cried, clawing his shoulders and pushing my heels into his lower back as he entered me. "Just like that, ah!"

He started to thrust, using the counter to hold my legs wide open, one milky thigh aside, one over his shoulder, and it felt too good. His hand dug into my thigh to feel how soft I felt, and to gain leverage as he wrecked me. "Fuck," he groaned.

I cried and writhed underneath him. It just felt so good, especially in such a naughty position, so taboo. Jake was hungover upstairs while his friend was barebacking his girlfriend in the kitchen. I should've felt bad, but by now I was too horny to care.

"Tight and wet," he remarked, "Just the way I like 'em."

Alex's hands dug into my thighs hard, giving me no escape as he pounded my slutty pussy relentlessly. "Harder, oh harder," I begged, clawing at his shoulder, closing my eyes tight in pure ecstasy, my toes curling from the bliss. I was seeing stars, and I kept forgetting how to breathe. His pelvis banged against my clit, again and again, until I came hard on his cock. "Uuuh!" I cried.

"Your pussy looks amazing stuffed full of dick," he grunted, grinding his pelvis against me, feeling me quivering, shuddering and jerking beneath him. It made him start thrusting in long and rough strokes, then fast and shallow ones. All the while, he stared into my wide blue eyes, which were twitching every time his cock hit my G-Spot. I had no power over my own body. 

Alex could've easily cum in that moment, but he wanted to torture me a bit, to push me over the edge and see me twitch and squirm while I orgasmed.

"Oh God, Oh fuck!" I shrieked. I pushed against his sweat-soaked chest. "Ffff... stop, stop! I can't, no more! Ooh fuckkk, it's too much, oh God. You gotta stop, Ah!"

Alex leaned in to press a deep kiss on my lips, silencing my protests, his hips continuing to hammer into me, the slick smacking of sweaty flesh against sweaty flesh echoing across the kitchen. There was no denying I was thoroughly fucked by Alex, and a good part of me, the best part of me, was a-okay with that, even happy with the betrayal. "God, yeah," I whined.

His cock began pulsing deep in my pussy. "Unf," I groaned, his hands sinking into my flesh as he prepared to burst his load inside of me. "Don't cum in me..." I breathed, "I'm unprotected."

"It's fine," Alex grunted, burying his throbbing meat inside my spasming, convulsing, and constricting depths, right against my womb, which had spread open to accommodate all of what his fantastic, magnificent length and width would give. 

A thick, creamy torrent of gooey semen gushed deep in my pussy, surging straight into my fertile, waiting womb, setting my inner core on fire. He pumped it all in, balls twitching as his dick throbbed with the force of his climax, his seed spraying every inch of my pussy, shooting deep into my waiting, wet, hungry core, pumping up to my very eggs, leaving me shuddering against the kitchen counter. The fucking idiot came inside of me…

But his soft groan as he filled me up drove my lust onwards and upwards. God, what a submissive slut I was.

"Are you going to fuck my pussy every night from now on?" I asked breathlessly as Alex stood, leaning against the wall.

"Nah," he replied, and my heart sank. "I've had better. So no."

Anger rose within me at his casual, matter-of-fact statement after he just wrecked my pussy. "Fuck you," I spat, getting up to my feet. I could feel his cum leaking down my thighs as I walked.

"What a little slut," Alex said, "You really did need to be fucked, huh?"

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I asked angrily. "You fucked your friend's girlfriend and came in me, then you'll just be an ass about it?"

Alex shrugged. "I wanted to fuck you so I did, and it was okay," he said.

"You fucking dick," I hissed. He didn't even give a shit he just ruined a perfectly healthy relationship. I was partly to blame, yes, but let's ignore that.

"Whatever," he said.

"And what do I tell Jake?" I demanded, but he just shrugged, smirking.

"It's your choice," he said. How could he be so careless?

"Fuck you," I said again, and turned around angrily, only to feel a hard smack on my ass. "Ah!"

"Fuck, you got such a fat ass," Alex remarked, staring at my ass as he slapped it again.

"Don't," I warned. He slapped it again, and I felt my face get red in anger. "Stop it!"

Alex chuckled, then gripped my hair tightly, pulling my head back, and causing me to whimper. "No," he said, "You're a slut who likes it rough, and I can see that."

I gulped, feeling his other hand slide down my backside to grip my ass hard. I was trapped. "Alex," I said, but he interrupted me by pushing me forward to bend over the counter. My body bent on its own accord, and he held my head down with one hand while the other gripped my hip. I felt his cock brush against my ass. How was he still hard? And already ready? "You're an asshole," I said, but I could barely think straight.

"You like it, you little slut," Alex said. He rubbed his bare, throbbing cock against my still-slippery pussy, and I let out a sigh of pleasure, my toes curling as his thick shaft teased my folds. I really couldn't help but get turned on by this man, I realized. I bit my lip, the head of his dick slipped past my lips, and Alex pushed into me in one single motion.

I couldn't hold back the lewd moan that escaped my throat, or the sigh of satisfaction and a small hint of shame as the fullness his dick gave me spread through my core. What did that make me if I had sex with Jake's friend not once, but twice? In the same day, at that? I should have kicked and screamed, maybe even thrown a few punches. I couldn't help but spread myself for him, take everything he had to give and ask for more.

It was his asshole personality that fueled my lust in some odd manner, I realized. I couldn't believe I had just had sex with this dick, but I was glad I did.

Alex wasted no time in pounding my pussy from behind, thrusting deep inside of me, making me shudder and groan in pleasure. He fucked my brains out and put me in my place, just where I belonged.

"Ooh," I groaned in a high-pitched voice. He was using me for his own pleasure, and somehow the knowledge turned me on beyond measure. I couldn't help it, though, I liked his confidence, his large, veiny cock, and the way his muscular hips felt between my spread thighs as they slammed against me, his cock pushing further into my pussy with every pump.

I groaned in pure joy, the force of his thrusts making me unable to form any words or even think at all, besides basic instincts like wanting to breed with this gorgeous specimen of a human being. My teeth sunk into my lip in an effort to stay quiet. I didn't want to let Alex win, to think that I was a horny slut, even if I was being fucked into tomorrow in my kitchen.

My hands searched for something to grab hold of, something to stop myself from losing my grip. His dick felt incredible pounding inside of me, his pace slowing a bit, the delicious rhythm pushing me over the edge, forcing a cry out of my mouth as his length kept rubbing against all of my sweet spots.

"Ah- Alex!" I called.

"Shut up," he demanded, shoving his dick deeper into my pussy to drive me nuts. He fucked me harder to make it clear who was in charge. I cried out as his cock went deep into me. "Jake must be a real beta for you to be this desperate."

That fucking jerk. I should've denied his claim, but I couldn't. A sharp pain tore through my ass as his hand came down hard, the sting filling me with pure bliss, along with his thick member pumping me full. Fuck, it felt amazing. He was going to make me cum again. 

"Oh fuck!" I wailed in pure joy, a wicked, overwhelming, orgasmic ecstasy washing over me like an orgasm of pure and endless bliss, like a volcano exploding in a geyser of euphoric rapture and searing heat.

My clamping pussy squeezed his dick hard, and Alex kept pounding me like his little cum dump until his pulsating cock twitched, then erupted inside of me again, the sudden warmth driving me nuts, pushing me to cum again. The knot in my core came untied in a dizzying tidal wave of orgasms rocking my body. A strange mixture of curses and gasps spilled out of my trembling lips in a choked scream, and then Alex was done, releasing me to fall to the floor with a pathetic squeal and a tangle of limbs.

I laid there panting, taking deep, hurried breaths while my heart hammered out of my chest. Alex didn't even help me up. I shakily got onto my knees, grabbing onto the side of the counter for leverage.

He wiped the beads of sweat away from his forehead with his arm and looked down at me with disdain. I wanted to spit in his face, to attack him, but I was still way too out of breath.

"Clean it up," he commanded, gesturing to his shiny, thick, and now limp dick, his semen slowly seeping from the tip of his thick, angry head.

I gave him a shocked look. It was one thing to have sex with him, but it was another to kneel down, get eye level with it, and basically treat it like a snack. 

"What?" I gasped.

"I told you to clean it."

Alex moved closer, the sweat dripping down his toned abdomen as he waved his dick above me, threatening to stick it in my mouth. His musky, masculine scent flooded my senses as I gazed at the throbbing weapon, covered with his pearly white trails of no doubt virile cum. He had coated my walls white with his thick semen and left them swimming in it, and I felt that same fear in the back of my head about whether or not I would get pregnant now that he had unleashed another load inside me.

All my worries disappeared when Alex tilted my head up, his cock touching the base of my neck, and the familiar scent of a man filled my nostrils. It made me shudder in anticipation as I pressed my face forward, pushing my nose into the crevasse between his shaft and his tight, heavy sack.

"Fine," I said. There was no point in fighting him. With a little smile, I kissed the heavy orbs, tasting the salty flavor on the smooth, hot skin.

Alex grabbed a handful of my hair, holding it firmly, controlling the movement of my head as I planted butterfly kisses on his ballsack. They had to be quite effective and full of more baby batter, ready to breed the first set of willing eggs they came across. Like mine.

He rubbed his shaft and balls all over my face, the strong aroma of cum filling my brain. My tongue swirled against the taut flesh, and I hummed as his flavor washed over my taste buds and the fresh taste of his sweat made my tongue tingle. My chin was a mess of slick spit already.

I worshipped his cock like it was the only one I would ever get, planting my lips firmly against his base, traveling the whole length to the top, where my eager mouth enveloped the velvety crown, causing the musky flavor to explode into my mouth. Alex shuddered, his body responding to my sensuous touch. I always liked giving blow jobs, so being able to suck his perfect cock, and hearing the soft moans he emitted was nice.

I slid forward, sliding more of his thick meat inside, tasting his sticky residue in my warm mouth. Alex's breath hitched and his head flung back in sheer ecstasy as his hips jolted, driving more of his dick down my throat, my jaw wide open to accommodate all of it, pushing myself forward till I was nose deep in his pubes.

"Take me to the guest room," Alex commanded. So much for me being 'okay'.

"Yeah? Gonna fuck me again with my boyfriend sleeping in his bedroom?" I asked. "You know, I don't even let Jake hit it raw."

Alex looked indifferent, just eager to get his dick some action. It was infuriating how selfish and entitled he was.

Ten minutes later I was in our guest room, across the hall from my boyfriend, biting down on the sheets as Alex punished my pussy. The bed creaked and the headboard slammed into the wall from the force of Alex's thrusting as I shook beneath him, trying to steady the bed while the best sex of my life was destroying me. I was nearly sobbing with how amazing it felt to have a man mercilessly wreck me as a hole to dump his cum, and as much as it hurt my pride, I loved it.

I just lay there and let the pounding happen, Alex gripping my waist tightly while pounding into my poor pussy. His cockhead slammed against the entrance of my womb, bruising the muscles, but the soreness just added to the experience and kept bringing me closer.

Alex kept fucking me long and hard, making sure I would not forget his cock for days. 

"Fuck," I muttered, feeling an orgasmic high coming. With every thrust, every stroke, my orgasms built up and up and up, and when he pulled my hair, it sent me tumbling over the edge with a loud, carnal grunt, eyes rolling back in utter ecstasy as my nails clawed at the bed sheets.

We must've been at it for hours, at least that was what it felt like. Alex would cum in me, have me clean his cock, then start fucking me again. It was all a blur of endless orgasms and cock worship, my body getting exhausted, my pussy oversensitive, my mind in a haze. When he finally finished using me, I collapsed onto the bed. My vision was blurred and I was barely awake.

I had no idea how long I had slept before I woke up, my brain slowly registering the feeling of my legs being pushed apart, a hot, throbbing cock pressed against my abused pussy.

"What the fuck is this?" Jake suddenly asked over me, holding out his phone screen to me.

On the display I saw myself laying in a mess, my pussy more or less obscured by my legs, but undoubtedly with cum drooling down my leg. It was from Alex's Snapchat, and he had captioned it. 

"Just fucked Jake's girl" as the top text and "dont even know the sluts name" at the bottom.

Well fuck.