This is my first story. Feel free to provide feedback both good and bad.
Anna was excited. It was Friday evening, and Mirek was coming over to hers for their first “date night” in. Although they had only been dating two months, Anna had high hopes for this relationship. From the first time he had approached her, she could immediately sense that he was a kind man with a relaxed demeanour that made her feel at ease. After their first date he had been attentive, regularly texting her to ask her how her day was going and paying her compliments whenever they saw each other, which always brought a smile to her face. Despite being told she was a pretty girl by some guys, Anna had never felt very confident of her looks. As a young girl she had been very slim with long thin limbs which bullies had teased her about. At 18 she chose to get a small boob-job to try and give herself a more womanly figure, but even after the successful surgery she still didn’t feel comfortable wearing revealing clothes in public, usually dressing in dark over-sized t-shirts and black jeans that deflected attention from her petite frame. Now at the age of 24, she had learned to embrace her “emo” style and although it still surprised her if a man paid her much attention, she was glad Mirek had stepped forward in the bar and made the first move. They seemed a good match and Anna was excited to see where their relationship could go.
Suddenly Anna’s phone vibrated in the pocket of her bathrobe. She pulled it out and saw the message from Mirek – “Excited for our night in gorgeous. Should be at yours in 30 minutes. Can’t wait to kiss you my sexy blondie x”. Anna realised she needed to hurry up and get ready. Although they had already slept together (on their fourth date), she was aware they were still in the honeymoon phase of their relationship and given that they were staying in at hers, she felt more comfortable to make herself look “sexy” tonight. She knew Mirek was a fan of her slender legs from all the compliments he gave her about them and so had decided that tonight was the night to finally wear the short black leather skirt she had splashed out on a few weeks earlier. Rummaging through her wardrobe, she decided to pair it with a black fitted vest top (she always seemed to wear black!) and black push up bra that perfectly supported her round boobs giving her the hint of cleavage she had always wanted. Digging through her underwear draw she smiled to herself as she saw the bright red thong her ex had bought her just before they broke up – his loss would be Mirek’s gain she thought to herself as she slipped it on. Almost as soon as she had applied the last of her make-up the doorbell rang. Anna jumped up with excitement and opened the door with a big smile on her face.
“Hello gorgeous, don’t you look a dream tonight!” Mirek exclaimed, with a bottle of wine in one hand and a bunch of flowers in the other.
“Ah, you didn’t have to…..that’s so sweet of you” she said taking the flowers from him and planting a big kiss on his lips at the same time.
“Flowers for a flower. And I hope you’re hungry because I already ordered the sushi. It’s on its way!”
The sushi arrived soon after and the two of them sat on Anna’s sofa, tucking into the delicious bites, candlelight adding to the romantic feel of the night. As they finished the first bottle of wine and Anna returned from the kitchen with a second, Mirek looked up with a glint of mischief in his eyes.
“Anna can I ask you something personal? Have you ever done coke?” he asked sheepishly.
Anna had taken cocaine before but only a few times, and mainly in her younger years at some grungy warehouse parties she had briefly been invited to. “I have done it before, but it’s been a while. I do remember having a couple of crazy nights with friends on it.”
“Oh great. I didn’t know if you had or not….but I have to admit I do like a cheeky line once in a while. Are you ok if I order some in tonight? Thought it could be fun for us to do together”
Anna was surprised by the suggestion but didn’t want to seem boring or ruin the evening. “Sure thing. I’m game.”
“Great. I’ll WhatsApp my dealer. He’s usually quite quick with delivery.” And with that Mirek took out his phone and sent a text. They continued to sip their wine and chat and 20 mins later Mirek’s phone buzzed again, “Amazing. He’s here. I’ll buzz him in. He’s coming up.”
As Mirek opened the front door, Anna felt a little nervous, not really knowing what to expect. She certainly hadn’t imagined there would be a drug dealer entering her apartment this evening.
“Alright Mirek. Good to see you again” said Zane stepping into the living room. “And a pleasure to meet you Anna. Mirek’s told me so much about you”.
Anna hadn’t met a drug dealer before, but if she had to guess what one looked like, she would have described Zane. Tall, broad with a shaved head and a weathered face, Zane looked like he had seen trouble. Wearing a leather jacket and faded jeans, he had a certain intensity that made it seem like he could threaten people with just his stare. Most certainly not the sort of guy Anna would want to bump into in an alleyway on her walk home.
“So, what are you looking for Mirek. I have the best stuff right now, from Amsterdam. It will blow your socks off” said Zane striding into the living room and sitting down on the sofa.
“Well, I better get two bags of that then” Mirek said as he sat down next to him. “But let’s give it a little try first. Want to make sure it’s the good stuff.”
With that Zane pulled out two clear plastic bags filled with white powder and put them on the table. Mirek emptied the contents of one on to the table and started to crush the powder with a credit card he had pulled from his pocket. Anna was slightly taken aback by how proficient Mirek appeared to be at this. A minute later three perfectly straight white lines of powder were set on the table.
“I shouldn’t Mirek. I said I would go meet some mates. Just give me the £200 and I’ll be off buddy.” exclaimed Zane.
“Nonsense mate. Stick around and have a glass of wine and a cheeky line. Oh and I only have £100 on me now but I’m good for the other bag” Mirek responded.
“Oh go on then” and with that Zane hovered up the first line with a rolled-up straw Mirek had passed him. Mirek took down the next line like an expert and then turned to Anna “Your turn sexy. Come have a go. This stuff is great”.
Anna stepped forward and took the straw from Mirek. She felt uneasy, in part because of the presence of this total stranger and how she was dressed but also because it had been so long since she had done any drugs; still, she didn’t want to seem uncool and so lent forward and snorted her line in one go.
Immediately it hit her. The explosion in her nostril followed by the rush of blood to her face, the sensation was dramatic. Anna sat down and her body immediately started to tingle. The two guys were chatting away by now but Anna seemed to go mute as she suddenly became aware of every cell in her body, the electric energy running through her. The taste of coke sliding down her throat, she felt her eyes widen, her jaw tense and an abiding sense of focus run through her.
The next three hours went by in a blur of white lines, wine refills and mindless chat. Anna couldn’t remember one thing they had discussed but simultaneously could feel her jaw hurt from all the jabbering she had done. She had forgotten how much she enjoyed being naughty and class A drugs was as naughty as she had been in a long time. She was suddenly shaken out of her thoughts as Zane walked back from the bathroom.
“I think Mirek might have had a little too much wine. He’s asleep face down on the bed the wuss” he announced walking back into the room, sniffing loudly and doing up his flies. “Talk about a light weight”.
Anna stood up and walked to the doorway of her bedroom, peering in to see Mirek lying fully clothed and motionless on the bed face down. She wasn’t sure why the wine would have hit him harder than it did her, but feeling high and with no sense of tiredness, she walked back into the living room and sat back on the couch. “I did think he had been gone a long time. Not exactly how I thought tonight was going to turn out.” She slurred slightly. She watched as Zane snorted another line off the table in front of her. Looking up as he wiped his nose, his eyes as big as saucers, he seemed to get lost staring at her.
“I can tell by that outfit you definitely had something else in mind” Zane smirked. Anna looked down at where his eyes were gazing – she hadn’t noticed her cleavage protruding out of the top of her vest top. “Mirek told me you were a hotty and I can see what he meant” he said smacking his lips together.
Anna was taken aback by his directness, although she was happy to hear Mirek had been complimentary about her to others. “Oh, is that right? What else did he tell you?” She said playfully, intrigued to learn more.
“He also told me that you got your tits done….and they’re the best tits he’s ever seen.”
Anna blinked at the brazen statement, not really knowing what to say.
“They do look good on you. But I’ve definitely been with girls that have bigger” Zane followed up quickly, breaking into a cheeky grin.
Feeling awkward by the focus on her body and what she was wearing, Anna adjusted her top and tried to change the topic. “Ha well as long as he thinks so…..Can we do another line?” She deflected.
“Well, the two bags are finished. Mirek didn’t even pay for the second one. But I’ll tell you what Anna. If you give me a sneak peak of your tits, I’ll give you a cheeky line and we can call Mirek’s debt wiped clean. Wanna help Mirek out?” Without hesitation Zane pulled out another bag of powder from his pocket, opened it, put the straw in it and passed it to Anna.
Anna paused for a second looking up at Zane, down at the bag and then back up at Zane. It seemed like a childish dare and with her high diminishing she didn’t really want to stop now. “Fine but just a quick flash” she shot out quickly, putting her nose to the straw and inhaling deeply. Again, the effect was instant; the buzz going straight to her brain, her eyes half closing as the sense of euphoria took over.
“Good girl. Let me help you out” she heard as her eyes and mind became beautifully fogged.
Anna suddenly felt fingers at the base of her vest rolling the garment up her body. Her vest seemed to lift her skinny arms above her head and she felt the material flick against her hair as it was pulled right off. She felt Zane’s fingers reach the middle of her back, unclasping her bra, releasing her breasts to the warm air in the room. Anna opened her eyes and saw Zane had sat in front of her. She looked down as his hands raised slowly and cupped her bare breasts, the coldness of his hands making her shiver slightly.
“Fuck me. You really do have great tits Anna. They’re so fucking pert” Zane exclaimed.
Anna felt her mind relax as the drugs coursed through her. She looked down and realised Zane hadn’t let go but was instead massaging her boobs gently, his large hands seemingly able to support her breasts completely.
“Does it feel good when I do this?” Zane asked, taking each nipple between his index and forefingers and pinching them gently.
Anna closed her eyes and let out a small sigh. The mixture of drugs and touch was making her skin tingle and she couldn’t hide it easily. She bit her lip gently stopping herself from answering his question directly.
“Oh I can tell you do like that girl” he interjected anyway. “How about here?”
Anna felt Zane’s left hand leave her breast and land on her thigh. Without hesitation he slid the palm of his hand along her thigh, under her skirt until it was at the top of her leg, his finger gently pressing against the material of her underwear.
Anna opened her eyes and closed her thighs instinctively, trapping his hand between her legs. “Oh no not there. That’s too much” she said looking at him, almost apologetically.
Zane smiled as he looked her in the eyes “Don’t worry babe, I can feel how wet your panties are” he purred. Anna felt embarrassed at the thought. “You know what would feel better?” he continued.
Anna said nothing. Between her legs she felt Zane’s fingers hook onto her knickers with simple dexterity, pulling them to the side she felt the tip of a digit poking at the slit of her wetness.
“Oh don’t do that” she whispered again unconvincingly, closing her eyes, trying to shut out the sensation.
Zane ignored her plea and continued to poke a second digit into her precious lips. “Fuck your pussy is so fucking wet Anna, it’s fucking turning me on”. Zane let go of her boob with his other hand and reached down to the crotch of his jeans, rubbing himself gently with the palm of his hand. “You’re making my cock fucking hard” he purred. Anna trembled slightly at hearing the word cock – but she was too hypnotised by his touch between her legs to say anything.
“Mirek also told me you had the tightest pu$$y he’s ever had” he continued. “I think we should check if that’s true as well.”
Suddenly Zane pulled his hand from between Anna’s legs and stood up, the wetness of his fingers leaving a trail along her leg. Without warning he leant forward and wrapped his arm around the back of her waist, his grip tight on the top of her skirt and with a powerful pull he lifted Anna up from her seated position, spinning her around, her eyes losing focus with the sudden motion. She reached out to balance herself, her hands finding the sofa, she realised she was standing bent over with Zane behind her now, his muscular arm holding her up, helping to steady her.
“Looks like someone was planning a fun night” he chuckled, causing Anna to look over her shoulder.
Anna realised that in pulling her up, her skirt up had flipped up and over her ass, exposing her bare cheeks and the red thong she was wearing.
“Stop Zane….we need to behave” she whispered, looking back at him, trying to calm him down.
Zane ignored her, instead pulling down his jeans and boxers in one motion, his fleshy hard cock appearing in a flash. Anna was caught off guard by the sudden reveal of his most intimate part and by its impressive size in the dim light. She felt his grip around her waist tighten, lifting her bum higher, knocking her off balance further and forcing her to steady herself on the sofa even more. In an instant his fingers had grabbed at the thin strip of red cloth between her cheeks, pulling it across to one side, exposing her. She knew this was going too far too quickly and tried to push off the sofa - with no effect.
All of a sudden Anna felt the tip of his bulbous cock press up against her precious flower. “Coke makes me so horny. Hold still. I want a little taste” he said growling at her. With that Zane started to push forward, the tip of his cock pressing up against her pussy lips. Anna felt his arm let go of her waist and instead push down on the base of her back, keeping her from standing up, whilst his other hand slid up the back of her neck, again keeping her rigid in place. His cock felt stiff and engorged and too round to fit inside her and with the force between them increasing, she felt a growing pain as his cock failed to pierce her lips.
“Oh my god, that’s so fucking tight” Zane chuckled, his grip on her neck getting firmer. “Mirek was fucking right” he continued. “How the fuck does he get in there?”
For a second Anna felt Zane ease off, the hand pressing her back down seeming to let go. Although Anna couldn’t move and a sense of fear remained, the relief between her legs was immediate; but only brief. She heard a spitting sound and some small movements behind her. Then again, the hand on her hip and the tip of his cock at her entrance, this time wet from his saliva.
“Nothing like a little lube to help ease things in”.
Anna felt Zane’s hand move from the top of her neck down to her shoulder, again holding her tight, she felt his cock push up against her again. This time her flower had no chance, opening around his wet cock as he pushed inside her. Anna’s pain was replaced: no longer a stubborn pressure, the feeling was now one of stretching, his girth pushing the walls of her vagina out. It was an insertion pain she had not felt before and she was not used to it.
“Oh god please Zane, you’re too thick” she said a little louder, grimacing as she bit her lip to distract her.
“Don’t worry Anna. Just be a good girl and look straight ahead” he commanded back immediately, no empathy in his voice.
Anna closed her eyes and took a sharp breath as Zane continued to drive forward relentlessly. She could feel her pussy expanding as he drove himself inside her inch by inch. “Please, it’s too deep” she spurted out as she felt him continue to push; and then he stopped. Anna opened her eyes in shock; she could feel the tip of his cock press against the wall deep inside her pussy. She had never felt so filled and her pussy so stretched. She struggled to take a breath.
“See. You can take it” Zane said calmly, holding himself entirely Inside her for a second, his balls pressed against her clit. “Fuck Mirek is one lucky guy” he continued as he began pulling his cock out, the motion making Anna feel like he was sucking the air out of her. “To get this sweet pussy every night” he grunted as his slammed his cock all the way back in.
Anna let out a small moan at the end of his push. She hadn’t meant to but the sensation was too much. Zane noticed the sound and it aroused him even more. Gripping her hard so she couldn’t move, he started to slowly slide his thick cock in and out of her little hole, gradually increasing his thrusts as he got more comfortable. Anna grabbed the sofa as hard as she could and tried to get used to his rhythm. A few moments later, to her surprise, she felt her pussy getting wetter which at least helped to alleviate the stretching pain from each stroke.
“Fuck Anna you feel so fucking good. Do you love it?”
Anna didn’t respond, so focused on the feeling of being impaled, she barely heard him say it. Zane smiled to himself. Starting to fuck her faster, he grabbed her by the hair and gave it a hard pull lifting Anna’s face to the sky. “I said do you love it you slut?” he commanded her without breaking stride.
“Yes” she whispered back mercifully.
“Oh I can tell you do, you dirty girl” he said now banging Anna hard from behind. ”Now make me cum” he continued as he began thumping in and out of her pussy. Anna couldn’t focus, the feeling between her legs was so intense, her pussy now dripping wet, she began to let out a moan with every thrust, any pain now converted to a throbbing pleasure. The feeling was getting better and better and Anna’s pussy started to tingle around his thick cock.
Zane gave Anna’s ass cheek a playful slap and gave her hair another firm tug.
“Oh…we need….to be……quiet” She tried to tell him in between thrusts, aware that they were now making a steady slapping noise every time he bounced against her.
“Don’t worry about that.” He responded with no pause. “Just focus on making me cum. Keep your pussy nice and tight for me. In fact, let’s tighten you up. I need to cum so badly.” Zane stopped pushing down Anna’s back and brought his thumb to his mouth. He gave it a lick and in a flash pressed it against her asshole. Anna blinked at the feeling. She had never had anything pressed against there and she didn’t know what to do. Before she could say anything, Zane pushed his thumb through the entrance to her back hole. Anna felt the tip of his finger go in, making her feel even more filled than she felt before. The sensation was uncomfortable at first and then intense, with two radiating pulses shooting up her body, both sourced right next to each other. She felt her pussy get even wetter and the entrance to her ass relaxed. She could feel the friction between Zane’s thumb pressed against the walls of her ass and his large cock thrusting hard and fast into her pussy and a tingling sensation began to build up inside her. She realised she was about to cum and closed her eyes once again. She felt his thumb push a little deeper in her ass and that was it. “Oh fuck I’m cummmmmmmmming” she spurted out as her pussy began to quiver around his dick and she gripped the sofa with all her strength. Zane could feel her legs shake and drove into her a few more times hard, each time seemingly pushing the air out of her lungs as she let out muffled moans of pleasure. With one final hard thrust he drove himself into her completely and Anna couldn’t take his depth anymore and fell forward, collapsing on the sofa, trembling gently.
“Fuck Anna, you’re one loud bitch” Zane said slapping Anna playfully on the ass again as he stood over her “but I didn’t cum yet, so don’t stop now”. With that, Zane lifted Anna head off the sofa and walked around her recovering body, sitting in the same spot, dragging his boxers and trousers down to his ankles, his legs either side of her body, his meaty cock resting against the base of his abs.
Anna was exhausted, her pussy still quivering as it regained sensation with a slow but growing soreness. She raised her eyes to look at Zane, her knees planted on the carpet of the living room floor and was taken aback by the close-up view of his rock hard member, veiny and wet, mere inches from her face.
“No need to be shy now Anna” Zane smiled at her as he caught her staring at his cock. “It’s not going to suck itself”. Anna watched as Zane grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and felt his fingers grip her hair with the other, lifting her head up until the tip of his cock was aligned with her lips. “Open up.”
Anna didn’t have the strength to say no, opening her mouth slowly, still trying to catch her breath from the fucking she had just received. Immediately she felt his hand push down on the back of her head and his thick cock rested on her lips. Anna tried to adjust her tongue and her mouth and no sooner had she, she felt his meat stick push into her mouth. It was wet and salty and its veiny width pushed against the insides of her cheeks.
“Mmm good girl. Show me what you do to Mirek” Zane moaned loudly, lying his head back.
Anna didn’t react at first, his chat angering her, but Zane pushed down again and she had no choice but to begin sucking on his cock. She started to slide her lips up and down his pole slowly, trying to use the wetness in her mouth to make it easier to take. After a couple of nods, Anna realised she could only take about half of it in her mouth so brought her hand up to help her, trying but failing to warp her fingers around his girth, catching the trail of wetness from her lips to make it easier to stroke his cock.
“That’s it baby, now look at me when you do it” Zane commanded, grabbing her hair a little tighter and grunting with every thrust. Anna looked up and saw Zane was now looking straight down at her, his eyes dark and wide and bloodshot from the drugs. She felt his hand guiding her a little faster and she tried to adjust her mouth, letting her wet lips glide over him more, trying not to let his girth choke her, twisting her fingers around the base of his cock with every stroke. He let out a small grin, as she increased her rhythm, her eyes focused on his, trying to complete the task in hand as quickly as possible. She could feel his cock getting harder and going deeper down her throat, his grunts now turning to moans of pleasure. She began to worry about the noise he was making and whether her mouth could take much more of this battering as her lips began to swell from the friction. She sensed his ball sack was beginning to tighten and his cock got more rigid and she knew he was enjoying what she was doing.
“Oh Anna I’m fucking close” he moaned loudly, leaning his head back again and now guiding her head more vehemently. Anna could sense he was fully aroused but began to fear he would make too much noise so reached up with her spare hand to try and cover his mouth. “Show me what a good girlfriend you are” he muffled through her fingers again too loudly for Anna’s likening. She began to panic at what Mirek might hear and took her other hand off his cock and raised it to his mouth again. She was doing everything she could to muffle his moans, her two hands cupping his mouth as her lips rolling up and down the shaft of his dick.
Zane was transfixed, the pleasure coming from his lap completely taking him over like an animal instinct. He felt both of Anna’s hands pressed against his lips and knowing he was too close to stop now, placed both of his hands on the back of her head. Anna felt all 10 fingers on the back of her heading gripping her skull like a balloon, guiding with a rhythm she was no longer in control but knew she had to comply.
“Oh Anna…..show me….how much….you love to suck dick” he spitted out as Anna sped up, now sucking as hard as she could. “That’s it…..now take it all” and then she felt his balls tighten, and the rhythm stopped. She felt his hands push down on her head harder, as his cock was pressed against the back of her throat. She felt Zane let out a huge moan and pressed her hands against his mouth firmly, trying to muffle the noise. She did her best not choke as his cock began to throb. And then she felt an explosion at the back of her mouth, his cum firing out and painting the back of her throat, the thick creamy substance almost gagging her as it slid down her throat. Zane was pushing her head down and Anna’s eyes were watering from the intensity. They were both pushing against each other yet somehow remained still in that position for a few seconds.
And then Zane let go of her suddenly, releasing the grip on her head. Anna immediately pulled away from him gasping for air for fresh air, his cock sliding out of her mouth and saliva strings appearing stretching between them. She looked up at him as he lay there, hands by his side, his head resting on the sofa, his face in a state of calm and euphoria. After a brief second, Zane opened his eyes and looked down at her and Anna felt self-conscious at the way she looked. She lifted the back of her hand and wiped her face, trying to clear away the mix of saliva and cum on her lips.
“Anna you are one sexy slut” he said smiling at her. “Mirek is a lucky guy”. Anna wasn’t sure how to take this compliment. “but I should get going” he said suddenly grabbing at his boxers and trousers, pulling them up and standing up in one motion, pushing past her as she remained kneeling on the carpet. “You tell Mirek I’ll see him soon” he said as he puts his jacket on and opened the front door, turning to look at her with a winking eye “and you can tell him I said he was right about that tight pussy”.
Anna gulped as Zane closed the door. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. Surveying the room, she picked up her top and bra up from the floor. She walked towards the bedroom door stopping to look at herself in the hallway mirror. Her make up was smeared, mascara trails from her watered eyes. Her lips looked like they had had filler, swollen and claret in colour. Sheepsishly she entered her bedroom, trying to be quiet, trying to put the night behind her…..