Roxy and Charlie.

Story by Solario, I have edited it down a bit.

“Huh… huh… huh… Huuuhhnnnn… OH Eah!” Roxy groaned in pleasure as she lay on her side in front of the plush couch as the woman behind her buried her thick cock balls deep in her ass. Sweat dripped off her forehead and nose as she panted for every breath. The smell of Italian leather and booze filled her nose, her fingers clawing at the smooth flooring with the wet slap of flesh on flesh filling her ears. Her plump tits bounced back and forth with the force of the platinum haired woman’s thrusts and her cock swung like a pendulum, flinging stringy globules of precum on the expensive parquet.

“Yeeahhh, you like that!?” demanded the woman. Charlie, she’d said her name was, pulled her fat cock back until just the mushroom head was inside her, then rammed it back inside. Her balls slapped loudly against Roxy’s.

“AhhhhH!!!, YES!” Roxy screamed with pleasure. Her orgasm hit her like a hammer, and her dick spat cum all over the back of the couch.

“Mmmm, that’s right, take it…” Charlie said, speeding up her thrusts, her cock slamming in and out of the dark-haired girl’s ass. Their grunts and moans filled the apartment living room.

Little more than an hour ago, Roxy had been moving from one bar to the next. No luck. She’d tried almost five places, adjusting her shirt to reveal an almost illegal amount of tit-flesh. It didn’t seem to help. She was afraid she’d wandered into the gay neighbourhood, but no.

But in the last bar, one of those ritzy places that were attached to some fancy hotel. And almost only carried the top-shelf stuff, she’d happened upon a benefactor in the form of a curvaceous woman in a business suit.

She must have carried a lot of weight in that bar because with a gesture she got the bartender to back off and pour her a drink of some of the best scotch they had. Roxy was impressed. She grinned and accepted the drink without protest. The woman introduced herself as Charlie. Roxie nearly giggled, but remembered that this woman was paying her tab, so she simply mentioned how interesting that name was for such a robust woman. Charlie smiled an enigmatic, hungry smile.

After a few drinks, Charlie invited Roxy back to her penthouse suite. The expensive liquor had lowered the younger woman’s inhibitions quite a bit, and she agreed with little hesitation. Roxy followed Charlie to the elevator and took a quick ride to the upper floors of the hotel. The suite itself took up the entire top floor of the hotel, so the elevator doors practically opened in the room itself. Roxy looked around as Charlie led her inside. The floors were reflective black parquet and the walls were decorated with expensive-looking artwork. Charlie walked through the room as if she owned it and led Roxy to a plush leather couch.

Roxy took a seat and watched Charlie’s pillowy rear as the older woman opened a liquor cabinet and rummaged around. She returned a few moments later carrying a bottle of scotch in one hand and champagne in the other. Pinched within her fingers were tumblers for the scotch and flutes for the champagne. Roxy didn’t remember how many she had downed before she found herself kneeling between Charlie’s open legs and slobbering amateurishly over the older woman’s dick. Roxy didn’t know if it was the booze or her own peverted brain working overtime, but she felt her own dick tenting in her skirt.

Seconds later, Roxy found herself on the floor, her clothes in disarray and her tits flopping about as Charlie buried that slimy, saliva-coated dick up her ass! 

Charlie kissed and sucked her neck, shoulders and tits, smearing her lipstick across her pale skin and leaving love-bites.

“Huuh…huuuh…huuh…”Roxy grunted, moaning louder as Charlie began pounding into her harder, balls slapping against her skin. “Oh-h god…”

Charlie felt Roxy clench down when she started cumming . She laughed and gripped the base of Roxy’s dick.

“Ah ah, you cummign already?!” Charlie said, pistoning into her even faster. Roxy squealed and writhed in Charlie’s clutches, desperate to cum. She bucked, trying to throw Charlie off. Charlie held fast to Roxy, one hand groping Roxy’s tits and the other wrapped around her dick. All the while, she plunged her cock in and out of Roxy’s ass like she was breaking a wild mustang.

Charlie grinned, listening to Roxy’s moans and grunts for the moment when she knew Roxy couldn’t take any more. It came all to soon, as Roxy let out a keening whine with a sob at the end. Charlie gasped and felt her cock jump at the sound, spurting thick, creamy ropes of cum into Roxy’s tight hole. She eased her grip on Roxy’s dick and the younger woman groaned in relief and ecstasy as she began to cum too, ejaculating semen in twirling arcs that splattered messily on the floor. Her ass twitched, flexing around Charlie’s cock and squeezing more cum out of the thick organ.

Charlie smiled in satisfaction and pulled her flagging dick free of Roxy with a pop. Her eyes narrowed as she saw that the dark-haired girl had passed out. Cum oozed from her asshole as she lay there in a limp pile of limbs. Charlie frowned and wiped her dick clean with the girl’s skirt, then used it to mop up the cum stain on the floor.

Roxy’s eyes fluttered as she came to. Her ass throbbed and her dick felt sore. Apart from that, it had been the most intense sex she’d had since April’s birthday party. Something hard prodded her in the tit. She looked up. Charlie was staring down at her.

“Up,” she ordered.

“Uh, okay, just let me–” Roxy said, shakily getting to her feet.

“No, now,” Charlie interrupted. “Move it.” She shoved the cum-sodden skirt into Roxy’s hands and frog-marched her to the door. Roxy’s cock flopped with each step.

“Wait, I–”

“Here’s cab fare,” Charlie said dismissively, and poked a fifty-dollar-bill between Roxy’s boobs. She let the door swing shut.

“Keep the change.”