39. Asshoe

**Analisse Helsin**

He immediately presses me against the door of the bathroom and smashes his lips on me. My fingers fidget as I reach down to lock it, but he pins my wrists behind my back with his one hand.
I moan at the combination of his mouth on me and the thought of someone walking in on us. It-turned-me-the-fuck-on.
"I like your shoulders." I say while kissing his hot mouth. "I like your ass." He replies me back while grabbing a cheek of my butt. “And your abs."
"Hmmm." He hums and sucks on my neck, leaving bites on the way. I moan as he slides the thin straps of my dress from my shoulders and squeezes my breast in his rough palm.
"I like your tits." He purrs in my ears while taking a nipple in between his fingers and giving it a light squeeze. "Can I taste them?" He asks innocently.
"Sure."
I throw my head back and arch my chest to him as his hot tongue licks my hard pebbles. Fuck! Fuck! "What is your name?" He asks in between sucking my breast.
"Amy. And yours?"
No matter how hot he is, I am not telling him my real name. This is just one night stand. Names are not needed.
"It's Dante, baby." He suddenly flips me around, trailing his hands down my back, "But you can call me Daddy." I gasp as he pulls me from the door and pushes me on the counter, in front of the mirror.
I grab onto the marble for balance as I feel his hands pulling up my dress to my hips. "We don't need these." He tugs down my panties, all the way to my ankles, and I obediently step out of them.
*Yeah! We don't need them.*
From the reflection of the mirror, I can see him staring at my ass as he continues to paw at it. I gasp as he pulls my butt cheeks apart. We make eye contact in the mirror as he shoves a finger into me.
"Oh fuck!" I moan loudly.
"You are very wet." Two fingers slide into me. "VERY wet." Three fingers slide in, raising me to my personal heaven at the violent intrusion of the fingers. I grip the counter tightly and whimper with lust as his thick fingers move in and out of me a few times more.
"Oh god Dante! Ahhh!"
"Why pay for a bra when I would gladly hold your boobs up all day for free." He smirks while cupping my breast. The warmth from his palms adds another hit to my boiling sex.
I see him unzipping himself and rolling a condom, but at this angle I can't see his cock. *How long is he?*
I bite a moan as I feel him move against my wet slit. I stick my ass out to give him better access, giving myself over to him completely.
His cock continues to rub along my clit, and then the angle changes as he presses the head against my entrance.
"I hope you have pet insurance, because I am about to smash that tight pussy." He dirty talks in my ear while his hand grabs my hips and pulls me back.
I look up and our gaze lock in the mirror as he rams his cock inside of me with a force that my intestines could relocate.
"Ahhh! Fuck!" I curse as I feel his thickness and length in between my legs. I steady my legs as he begins to slide in. As he moves further and further in. I gasp, and he smiles at my surprise. "You are even hotter than I thought you would be." He breathes.
Dante thrusts his hips faster and harder into me, making me forget my name and age. "Oh yes! Please... Yes.” I beg him and he continues to fulfill my demand until our sexual hunger is satisfied.
I collapse onto the counter. He gives my ass a final caress and pulls out of me. He strip naked as he gets into the shower winking at me, "I am waiting."
I straighten up and smoothen my dress as best I can, I pick his clothes then leave the bathroom without saying or looking back at his naked ass in the shower.
*Keep waiting, Asshoe!*
Blushing, I run down to the party for a drink where music is blasting and drunk crack heads are humping. I dump Dante’s clothes in the corner and make my way back to the kitchen counter where I had left Emara with Moe Lester.
But to my surprise, I only see Moe with a bunch of guys discussing something very important. "You know the average number of hands per person is less than two in the world."
"Bro... That's deep."
"Hey, Moe Lester." I call him and he slowly looks up at me, his eyes looks red and heavier than before.
"Analissssee." He whispers while smiling at me. The other guys continue to discuss without any bother, "If we can drink a drink, can we food a food?"
"Just call me Ana. Moe, I had told you to watch my friend, remember?" I ask him eagerly. Moe's lips slowly curve up in a smile as he opens the empty black box in front of me, "Brownies?"
"No! I want to know about my friend, Emara who was sitting with you. She has blue hair, short height and wearing a black dress." I explain to him.
Invisible sweat runs from my forehead as I look around to spot blue color hair chick in the crowd. "Blue hair... Yah. I know her. She went in search of a bathroom." He serenely speaks.
I take a deep breath as I calm my raging titties. *Okay. She is just in a bathroom.*
"And then she came back with a guy." Moe tells me while blinking slowly like an angel. *What! A Guy?*
"Who? Where are they?" My blood pressure again increases as I think of tipsy Emara with some drunk guy.
"They went to dancing." Moe points to the crowd who are jumping and howling to the beat. *Oh. Okay... She is just dancing with a guy. All cool.*
"And then the guy took her with him." Moe says pointing at the exit door. *What! Some random drunk guy took away tipsy Emara?*
No no no no!
Sweat pricks my skin and I immediately take out my phone to call her. But my heart passes out in my chest as her phone rings in my bag. Shit! I forgot I took her phone and now someone else took her.
I push all the sweaty bodies aside and rush towards the main door. I see vehicles parked in the dark and hardly anyone parting outside. My heart thumps heavily and I nearly get a panic attack as I see no traces of Emara or any girl outside the mansion.
Fuck!
FUCK!
*F U CK !***
I race back to Moe, who is smiling at me peacefully. "Who took her? What is his name? How did he look like?" I ask the stoned guy.
"He was tall and had two hands and he was walking on two long legs-" I instantly grab his collars, pull him roughly and growl like a possessive mother, "I told you to watch her, Moe. Didn't I?"
Moe blissfully smiles, his swollen eyes blankly stare at me as he says, "Yeah. I know. And I intently watched her as he took her with him."
MOE FUCKING LESTER!