One Night Stand With My Mother's Fiance

Chapter 3.

Content Warning: This chapter contains mature content. Please, skip if uncomfortable.

The heavy wooden door to the private VIP room slammed shut behind them, muffling the pounding bass from the main club floor. The moment the lock clicked, the stranger had her pinned against the wall.

Miriam’s back hit the cool surface as his mouth crashed into hers in a raw, filthy kiss. No sweetness. No hesitation. Just pure, greedy hunger. His tongue invaded her mouth instantly, deep and demanding, tasting of whiskey and sin. She moaned loudly into the kiss, her fingers fisting in his black shirt as she kissed him back just as desperately, tongues sliding and battling, spit already slicking their lips.

He growled against her mouth, one large hand gripping her jaw to tilt her head exactly how he wanted while the other roughly palmed her ass under her short black dress. "f**k, you’re eager," he rasped, biting her lower lip hard enough to make her gasp. "Such a dirty little slut."

Miriam’s p***y throbbed at his crude words. She rocked her hips forward, grinding against the thick bulge already straining in his jeans. "Then stop talking and f**k me like you mean it," she shot back breathlessly, nipping at his tongue.

That was all the invitation he needed. He spun her around and marched her toward the large velvet couch in the center of the dimly lit room, hands never leaving her body. The moment her knees hit the edge of the couch, he shoved her down onto it face-first, her ass up in the air. Miriam braced herself on her elbows, breathing hard, her dress riding up to expose the bottom curve of her ass and the tiny black thong barely covering her.

He kicked her legs wider apart and dropped to his knees behind her. Without warning, he yanked her thong to the side and buried his face in her p***y from behind, licking her in one long, filthy stripe from c**t to ass.

"f**k!" Miriam cried out, her back arching sharply.

He ate her like a starving man—messy, aggressive, and loud. His tongue flicked rapidly over her swollen c**t before plunging deep inside her dripping hole, f*****g her with it while his nose pressed against her asshole. He groaned into her wetness, the vibrations making her thighs shake. "Tastes so f*****g good," he muttered, pulling back just enough to spit directly on her p***y before diving back in, sucking her c**t hard between his lips.

Miriam’s moans filled the room, raw and shameless. She pushed back against his face, grinding on his tongue as he devoured her. Two thick fingers suddenly pushed inside her without warning, stretching her open as he curled them brutally against her G-spot. The wet, obscene squelching sounds of his fingers pumping into her soaked cunt echoed loudly.

"You’re dripping down my chin already, you filthy girl," he taunted, scissoring his fingers wider. "This p***y’s starving for c**k, isn’t it?"

"Yes... f**k, yes," she panted, fingers clawing at the velvet couch.

He added a third finger, stretching her roughly while his tongue lashed her c**t.

The pressure built fast and vicious. Miriam’s legs trembled violently as her orgasm slammed into her without mercy. She came hard, screaming, her p***y gushing around his fingers as she shook and clenched.

He didn’t give her time to recover. He stood up, quickly unbuckling his belt and shoving his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his thick, heavy c**k. It slapped against her ass—long, veiny, and rock-hard, the head already leaking pre-c*m. He stroked himself once, twice, spreading her juices along his length. "Beg for it," he ordered, rubbing the fat head up and down her soaked slit, teasing her entrance.

"Please," Miriam whimpered, pushing her ass back desperately. "f**k me. I need your c**k inside me right now."

With a dark chuckle, he gripped her hips bruisingly and slammed into her in one brutal thrust, burying every thick inch balls-deep in her tight, spasming p***y.

"Fuuuuck," he groaned loudly, holding still for a second as her walls rippled around him. "So goddamn tight and wet."

Then he started f*****g her hard and deep, punishing strokes that made the couch creak violently beneath them. Skin slapped loudly against skin, wet and rhythmic. Each thrust forced a sharp cry from Miriam’s throat as he bottomed out inside her, the head of his c**k kissing her cervix with every savage plunge.

He reached forward and fisted her hair, yanking her head back so he could lean over her. "Take that d**k, slut," he growled right against her ear, pounding her relentlessly. "This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Some random guy railing your p***y in a club backroom?"

The filthy reminder made her moan even louder. She pushed back to meet every thrust, her ass rippling with the force of his hips. "Harder... f**k me harder!"

He obliged, slamming into her with animalistic intensity. One hand snaked around to roughly rub her c**t in fast, messy circles while the other kept her hair pulled tight. The dual stimulation had her seeing stars. Her second orgasm crashed over her even harder than the first, her p***y clamping down on his c**k like a vice as she screamed.

He f****d her straight through it, never slowing, the wet sounds growing even filthier as her c*m coated his balls and dripped down her thighs.

Suddenly, he pulled out completely, making her whine at the empty feeling. He flipped her onto her back in one smooth motion, shoving her legs wide apart and high toward her chest. Without a word, he lined up and drove back into her in a single brutal thrust, folding her in half.

Their faces were inches apart now. He stared straight into her eyes as he f****d her deep and hard, the new angle letting him grind against her c**t with every stroke. "Look at me while I ruin this p***y," he demanded.

Miriam could barely keep her eyes open, pleasure overwhelming her. She clawed at his back, nails digging into his skin as he railed her without mercy. His balls slapped loudly against her ass with every thrust. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto her chest.

He leaned down and bit her neck hard, sucking a dark mark into her skin while his hips snapped faster. "Gonna fill you up," he grunted. "Gonna pump this tight cunt full of my c*m like the dirty one-night slut you are."

The raw, degrading words sent her spiraling again. Miriam came for the third time with a broken sob, her body convulsing beneath him, p***y milking his c**k desperately.

His rhythm faltered. With a few final, deep, punishing thrusts, he buried himself to the hilt and came with a loud, guttural groan. Thick, hot ropes of c*m erupted deep inside her, flooding her p***y as he pulsed and throbbed. He kept grinding through his orgasm, making sure every drop stayed buried inside her.

They stayed locked together, panting harshly, bodies slick with sweat. His c**k was still twitching inside her when he finally pulled back slightly, a smug, satisfied smirk on his face.

He slowly dragged his softening c**k out of her, watching with dark satisfaction as a thick trickle of his c*m leaked from her well-f****d hole.

Miriam laid there, legs still spread, chest heaving, feeling deliciously used and satisfied.

He leaned down, capturing her mouth in one last filthy, lazy kiss, tongues sliding slowly.

"Not exactly what I planned..." Miriam thought quietly. "...but exactly what I needed to clear my head."