1. Overwhelmed


    Date: 10/27/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 63.6, Source: sexstories.com

    then I shove into her hard. All the way, so long, so thick, larger than any partner she'd previously had, the few that there were, and seeming to tear her open with the brutal suddenness of it. She cries out, unintelligible words, she isn't sure if she is trying to beg me to go slow, to have mercy on her, or if she is trying to tell me she wanted it harder. What she wanted makes no difference, I'm taking out my lust and desires on her regardless, I pull back then shove into her again and she thought my fingers had been rough, she thought they had hurt, then it is nothing compared to my cock. I thrust in and out all the way with strokes deliberately designed to hurt and she finds herself pushing back against me, willingly raising her hips to meet me. She orgasms immediately on my entry into her, which shocked her. She never climaxed via penetration, vaginal orgasm did not exist in her experience, she needed to stimulate her clitoris to get anywhere close and even then the few partners she'd had over the years hadn't been able to satisfy her. She'd grown accustom to knowing she'd have to do it herself, which was fine, she guessed, that was just the way she worked. Now, as I slam hard, deep, and so rough inside of her, she feels her orgasm building suddenly, the familiar sensation, and it took two or three hard thrusts to bring her to climax. She tries to hide it, clutching at the sheets beneath her and biting her lip, I did not slow and did not hesitate, I continue to drive ...
    myself in and out of her until all of a sudden she can hold it back no longer. Muscles spasming, body tightening, the groans she has tried to hide escaping for the first time, she came from the penetration of my cock inside of her. That moment is a release in more than one way for her. I did not pause once she had cum, although it hurt more now, she did not try to stop, instead continuing to push her hips back against me as I dictated our speeds and movements. Following my lead as I purely did what is pleasing to me, she merely tried to do what she can to enhance my pleasure, as if that is all that mattered, and so right at the moment it is. She did not try to hide the soft cries she made with each hard, painful thrust inside her. She feels as if she can hide nothing from me now, so she let me see the complete affect I'm having on her, or at least, she stopped trying to pretend I couldn't see it, and just let me have my way. Her hands stopped clutching at the sheets beside her and instead now she brought them up to my waist, clutching at me, as if I were the only thing she can cling onto to save herself from drowning in this experience. Sensible thoughts flickered through her head, momentarily there, then forgotten in the sensations of me; knowing I'm not wearing a condom, knowing despite her cooperation she in effect had little choice, aware that if she had fought, had outright refused, I would have raped her anyway. Not caring for any of it, only desperate now for me, pushing ...
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