LitGlue
Planetoid
- Joined
- Mar 9, 2019
"We're almost there," Alice Park huffed as she fumbled with the keypad to her condo. It was a miracle that they even made it this far as she looked at the half lidded short haired blonde who was clinging to her shoulder. The unlikely pair weren't that drunk as they teetered on heels, dressed to the nines as they zigzagged out of the hallway after getting off the lurching elevator. The door clicked open, revealing the spacious interior with a blessed view, as the Asian tottered over to the couch, giving the blonde a meaty slap on her thick ass before tipping her over onto the grey couch.
"Giiirl, you were fucking crazy tonight," she slurred to Angela as Alice stood up and tugging at the clinging black dress, pulling the lower hem back down to her knees. Her pink circles were pert, buds poking through the thin fabric, the dark fabric barely holding on for life as her ample chest heaved with every deep breath. She never thought that they'd be this close as the two were just coworkers. Angela proved ever diligent and Alice was a consummate professional as the pair worked on the latest marketing ad for their design firm. They seemed to have some kinship over the greasy fucks that oogled their pristine obscene bodies every day. Angela was ever reliable and didn't balk at spending late nights together while Angela seemed to love Alice's sailor mouth, something that no one would expect from the innocent looking Asian. Alice couldn't help but develop a little crush on her coworker though she knew that it wouldn't go anywhere. It never did.
Angela was getting married soon to some douchecanoe named Jake and had suprisingly invited Alice to her bachelorette party as a celebration of their finished project. The raven haired Asian accepeted, thinking they'd go drink wine, go to a bar, flirt with some guys and head on home. There was wine alright but the theme of the part was D I C K. It seemed like every where they went, there were just scantily clad men with enormous packages for Angela to drink in. Or rub, grind, and lather all over her voluptuous body. As the night went on, the further Angela went, basically sucking off one stripper through his thong. It was like she needed each cock to grace her face at least once before the night was over. It seemed like she didn't even look at the men persay but instead their throbbing veiny masses, like it was the key to life.
The Asian didn't even know why Angela was marrying this dude. From what she saw at the office Christmas party, he was a wanker through and through, hitting on her and everything else with tits and two legs while plastered out of his mind. Talking about how big his startup was gonna get, how they should all join in now. Alice could see why Angela didn't mind staying late at work if to avoid that piece of work or just an empty place. He didn't deserve her, but Alice didn't know how to convince the blonde of that and it wasn't really her place.
Alice stepped to the nearby washroom as these thoughts coursed through her mind, splashing water over her dainty pale face. She would've been the height of Korean feminity if not for the meaty pole that was tighly bound against her right leg. She took a risk wearing this dress as there was a chance of seeing her weighty appendage, her left knee almost always draped over her right. It was one of the reasons she immigrated to the States hoping was there might be less stigma. There was in ways but it wasn't accepted here either causing her to straying away from much sexual contact. But the way Angela was tonight... well it gave Alice a bit of hope. This might be her last chance after all.
She smoothed out her dress, silken hands sliding down her hourglass figure, tugging at the fabric on her shapely hips. She reached into the slit pulling it to her right to reveal plush thighs from which jutted a creamy porcelain pole, ridged with thick veins that coursed the length of nearly a forearm. Two heavy weighty balls swung back and forth, churning with desire as a string of precum formed at her bulbous tip, drooling onto the floor. The Asian's face flushed as she adjusted her top, pulling the wide window of her dress down a little more to reveal perfect pert pink nipples before the slender arms went up to tie her hair in a long black ponytail. Her meat stick throbbed in approval as she looked in the mirror before taking a deep breath and confidently strutted back out to the living room, black heels clicking on the tile.
"Hey Angela~", she cooed, a left hand on her jutting bare hip, as a devilish smirk crept across the Korean beauty's face. "I got you a present."
"Giiirl, you were fucking crazy tonight," she slurred to Angela as Alice stood up and tugging at the clinging black dress, pulling the lower hem back down to her knees. Her pink circles were pert, buds poking through the thin fabric, the dark fabric barely holding on for life as her ample chest heaved with every deep breath. She never thought that they'd be this close as the two were just coworkers. Angela proved ever diligent and Alice was a consummate professional as the pair worked on the latest marketing ad for their design firm. They seemed to have some kinship over the greasy fucks that oogled their pristine obscene bodies every day. Angela was ever reliable and didn't balk at spending late nights together while Angela seemed to love Alice's sailor mouth, something that no one would expect from the innocent looking Asian. Alice couldn't help but develop a little crush on her coworker though she knew that it wouldn't go anywhere. It never did.
Angela was getting married soon to some douchecanoe named Jake and had suprisingly invited Alice to her bachelorette party as a celebration of their finished project. The raven haired Asian accepeted, thinking they'd go drink wine, go to a bar, flirt with some guys and head on home. There was wine alright but the theme of the part was D I C K. It seemed like every where they went, there were just scantily clad men with enormous packages for Angela to drink in. Or rub, grind, and lather all over her voluptuous body. As the night went on, the further Angela went, basically sucking off one stripper through his thong. It was like she needed each cock to grace her face at least once before the night was over. It seemed like she didn't even look at the men persay but instead their throbbing veiny masses, like it was the key to life.
The Asian didn't even know why Angela was marrying this dude. From what she saw at the office Christmas party, he was a wanker through and through, hitting on her and everything else with tits and two legs while plastered out of his mind. Talking about how big his startup was gonna get, how they should all join in now. Alice could see why Angela didn't mind staying late at work if to avoid that piece of work or just an empty place. He didn't deserve her, but Alice didn't know how to convince the blonde of that and it wasn't really her place.
Alice stepped to the nearby washroom as these thoughts coursed through her mind, splashing water over her dainty pale face. She would've been the height of Korean feminity if not for the meaty pole that was tighly bound against her right leg. She took a risk wearing this dress as there was a chance of seeing her weighty appendage, her left knee almost always draped over her right. It was one of the reasons she immigrated to the States hoping was there might be less stigma. There was in ways but it wasn't accepted here either causing her to straying away from much sexual contact. But the way Angela was tonight... well it gave Alice a bit of hope. This might be her last chance after all.
She smoothed out her dress, silken hands sliding down her hourglass figure, tugging at the fabric on her shapely hips. She reached into the slit pulling it to her right to reveal plush thighs from which jutted a creamy porcelain pole, ridged with thick veins that coursed the length of nearly a forearm. Two heavy weighty balls swung back and forth, churning with desire as a string of precum formed at her bulbous tip, drooling onto the floor. The Asian's face flushed as she adjusted her top, pulling the wide window of her dress down a little more to reveal perfect pert pink nipples before the slender arms went up to tie her hair in a long black ponytail. Her meat stick throbbed in approval as she looked in the mirror before taking a deep breath and confidently strutted back out to the living room, black heels clicking on the tile.
"Hey Angela~", she cooed, a left hand on her jutting bare hip, as a devilish smirk crept across the Korean beauty's face. "I got you a present."