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This was a few weeks ago. I was at a party hosted by a friend of a friend. It turned out that my friend had to leave early, but I decided to stay since I really had nothing better to do.

A guy approached me and we started to talk. It quickly became apparent that he was an arrogant asshole, and we started arguing– I cannot even remember what it was about. But it started to get more and more heated, and I started to get really frustrated. At some point I just said something to the effect of, “I’m done with this.”

He quickly responded with “Whatever. You’ll be sucking my cock later tonight.”

I was caught off guard by this and kind of just stumbled with my words for a few seconds until I finally just said, “Fuck off loser”

He just smirked and said something like “I’ve been looking for an Latina girl to drain my balls… and I can tell you’re a hungry little cumslut”

I just stood there with a mix of confusion/anger. But I’ve been harassed before and didn’t want to let it get to me. So I started hanging out with other people at the party, trying not to think about him.

And for the most part, it worked. I talked with others, had a good time, and flirted back and forth with another guy who was there. But I kept seeing the first guy around…we’d lock eyes and I’d instantly think about what he said before he walked away. Occasionally he’d say something as we passed by. At some point he told me I had “nice tits”.

All these little interactions and thinking about what he said started to turn me on, even though I hated to admit it to myself. He was a total dick, and I’d told other people this in conversation.

Eventually, at some point he made that beckoning gesture with one finger before walking into a room. The guy I had been flirting with had gone to use the bathroom, and so I wasn’t talking to anyone at the moment…plus the drinks I’d had that night made me confident that I’d just go and tell him to fuck off or something like that.

Instead, when I walked into the room, he started kissing me and I lost control. He closed the door and pressed me up against it, his tongue in my mouth and his hand groping my ass, and when he pulled away I let out an involuntary little moan.

I felt completely under his spell as he undressed me, groped me, and kissed me. He pulled me toward the bed and sat down on the edge of it after taking off his pants/boxers. I was just in my panties at this point, staring at his hard cock. And then I got on my knees in front of him and started sucking his cock just like he said I would.

I remember feeling a mix of shame and anger that I was actually doing this, but I also really wanted it. The taste of his cock/precum and the musky scent…it was something I needed at that point in time. He said some stuff like “good girl” and how he’d all the time knew Latina sluts couldn’t get enough of his cock. It felt degrading but I couldn’t help but enjoy it on some level…being objectified like that was sort of a turn on.

At some point the door opened, and I tried to turn and look who opened it, but he grabbed my head and forced me back down on his cock. He told whoever opened the door to fuck off and the door quickly closed again….my back was to the door, so I have no idea who it was who saw me sucking him off. He kept face fucking me and shortly after that his cock started to twitch and he grunted…and his cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed it all, my mouth wrapped around his cock until he had finished, licking his cock a little afterward.

I got up kind of awkwardly and quickly started putting my clothes on, while he more or less gloated about how he knew I was gonna suck his cock and swallow his cum. I ended up leaving that party pretty soon after and masturbated in my room over what a slut I’d been..

I don’t know how he got my number, but he sent me a text telling me I was going to suck his cock again.. and he was right

NSFW: yes

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