Claire’s Night [FM] [Drugs] [Group]

It was half past midnight on the night Claire’s tender-hearted boyfriend had broken up with her. His teary eyes and wringing hands really made her question her life. Half an hour later she was on her knees in a nightclub bathroom, blowing a man who bought her a drink. He was leaned up against the sink, and Claire was blissfully taking a mouth load of his salty cock. Her long and tidy auburn hair swishes back and forth. She sucked him down, and he placed a hand on the back of her head.

She had some Chinese food earlier with her well, now-ex boyfriend, and was already hungry. The attractive Latino man with his dark hair and expensive clothes was almost howling at having Claire give him head. She kind of wanted to fuck him too, but with the wet smacks echoing between his ooo’s and aaa’s made her think he was about to feed her anyway. Hey lips plumed down and kissed the base of his nice and thick dick. Saliva strung down and got over the top of her dark green dress. She had crossed her knees and kept her nice brown heels off the tile.

Swallowing his tip each time she sunk her head into his crotch, Claire felt him almost freeze, blasting some wet spurts of his come down her throat. She pulled off when he relaxed and gasped for air, swallowing his load. The whole scene felt a little weird in the grungy bathroom, and she stood up and fixed her dress. The guy put himself away and handed her a business card. She looked it over and put it in her purse as he walked out, more with a stumble, and without a word.

The young woman with bright green eyes wandered back to the bar, small drops on the canopy over her breasts. She felt warm. Claire sat down and ordered another drink. It wasn’t long before some guy was right next to her, turned and faced. With hot cock still on her breath, they drank some more and talked and soon he told her about a party going on deeper in the city. Said he had a limousine waiting for pickup. Claire laughed, feeling a nice warm buzz sailing over her. She said she would be delighted to go, as she fixed her hair at the bar.

She followed the guy outside and to, as he said, a limousine waiting. It was long and sleek black, and they both got into the back together. This guy had a funny but sexy smile and what seemed to be a lot of money. Claire thought about taking his white suit off and banging him, and as he poured another glass of champagne, she followed up. Hiking up her dress, she swung a leg over his to show him she left her apartment without any panties. When the young woman settled down on him she could feel his hard cock right where she expected. They kissed as he stripped his white pants and pulled himself out. She was punch drunk in love as he guided what felt like an average cock inside her.

Claire creamed her panties, if she had been wearing any, at the idea of fucking in a limousine, and she found to like this guy was thrusting his hot manly spear inside her. He grabbed her ass and pawed at her breasts. She pushed down and bounced a bubble butt on his thighs, fucking him at full volume. Ten minutes of riding him led to her coming on his dick and her sticky wet pussy making him unload inside her right after. The guy howled and pulled a glass vial out of his jacket. Bending Claire over, he tapped out a mound of coke onto her ass and snorted it. Almost bursting with excitement, he tapped out more onto the tip of his dick and let Claire snort it off. She had never done something like this but the rush made her sit right up like she had been slapped sober. The limo pulled over just as they finished. He was putting his wet junk away as their door opened and Claire stumbled out.

Flashing her wet pussy at the door and the people outside, she fixed her dress and the door let her in without stopping.

The party inside was slamming the walls, completely packed with people. Even stumbling drunk with frazzled hair Claire didn’t stand out for a second. The only lights were the blitzing stage lights and the sound drowned out anyone talking. She picked up a quick drink at the bar and then filtered her way to the dance floor. Nothing felt real anymore as she let go. Her muscles felt like liquid as she danced, leaning back as a whole crowd of guys had found her and grinded on her. She was wet immediately and a few fingers found her crotch with ease. The dark and flashing lights, her heart beating like an engine, Claire felt hard bodies and harder cocks as she relaxed and let the crowd play with her.

So drunk and fucked up, Claire raised her head deliriously when she realized the room wasn’t the same. The walls still pulsed with the bass but she was in some back room, and guys were taking turns giving her hard dick. She came to life and wrapped her legs around the guy who was in her then. His big, big black dick spread her walls and she could feel every knotty inch. As she came to, another guy stepped up and fed his heavy dick in her mouth. The young woman happily nursed his cock with loving lips as she started to fuck back the guy using her.

They all moved her around to let some other guy slide one up her open pink ass. She let any guy in her ass, and he found it easy to get all the way inside her. After what felt like eternity, the six guys in the room each took turns pumping and dumping inside her pussy. They left her alone, as Claire came to and looked around some empty managers office. She fixed her dress, now torn at the neck, and walked out with cum running down her leg.

By that time her phone said it was 5am, and the club still had a good sized crowd hanging around and dancing. Claire felt rested yet tired, somehow, and sat down at the bar. Despite the hour, the likely unlicensed bartender poured her another couple drinks and she was feeling good. Some guy standing near the bar was eyeballing her and she made her way over, slinking up next to him with a not so lucid gait. Too strung out for communication, Claire was again shoving a strangers dick in her mouth out behind the club after ten minutes. Unaware of the world around her, she felt his big cock slide over her tongue and down her throat. He had a big man sized dick and pumped her swollen lips with greedy ease.

He pulled out and she hung on the ground with strings of saliva between her mouth and his cock. The stranger helped her up and led her over to his police cruiser, where he opened up the back and bent her over the plastic seat. As Claire realized he was an officer of the law, he was shackling her wrists to bars with handcuffs and pulling up her dress.

Staring out the window, her coke-touched heart racing wildly, he lined that big and sticky dick up, and Claire groaned in earnest as he pushed inside. He felt good, and it got even better as he started to pump and fuck her. Pounding her pussy like she was trash, she groaned for her Daddy as the cop slapped her ass and rode her like an animal. His balls slapped her legs and steam fogged the windows as they both grunted and groaned in the growing dawn light.

The cop came inside her, and quickly pulled out to uncuff her. Claire slid down to the ground as he got in the squad car and pulled away. Freshly fucked and full of dick, Claire could only smile at a night well spent. She called a cab and thought about fucking him too on the way back, but sitting down felt so good and sore that she dreamed of her bed.

After laying down and masturbating with pleased ease, Claire slept until noon and never thought of her weepy ex again.

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