1. The Stranger


    Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Hardcore, Author: 2plasmatic, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    of my throbbing pussy. He spat on my arse and worked a finger into my hole. I tensed. I was suddenly terrified that he was going to put his big cock into my arse and that one finger was the entire warm up I was going to get. I pulled forward, but he caught hold of my hair, yanking my head back and preventing me from going anywhere. I wriggled and tried to plead with him to not do this. He was having enough fun with me; and he could still have fun. He didn't have to do this, but he had other ideas. My arse was still sticking up, almost inviting him. I couldn't get away. His voice was low and threatening as he said, "You still enjoying yourself are you? Be fucking still". I held my breath. His big dick pushed against my arse. I loved anal normally but he was big. He spat again, then pushed a little. I focused every ounce of energy I had on relaxing my tight arse to let him in. I felt my hole stretching and he paused for a second before pushing forward and ripping my arse open as he f***ed his big cock into me, laughing as he did. The pain was immense! He paused half way, pulled back out again, and then slid it slowly, but forcibly, a little further in. I went dizzy and hoped for u*********sness again to get me away from this. I wasn't so lucky though. It was agony. He was pulling me back towards him by my hair with every slow deliberate push. Then he stopped, still deep in me, and lifted me off my hands to upright and wrapped an arm around me like a lover while closing the ...
    other hand around my neck. (Oh God oh God oh God) He squeezed. I could still breathe, but not properly. He was squeezing and relaxing, giving me measured breathes but not quite enough. His breath against my ear was calm and even and his voice so low and almost tender that through the scream of my own panic I barely heard him say "Relax pretty, your tight arse feels so good. I won't hurt you. You'll like this". He started to grind into me again and I held still. I didn't know how far he would take this. It had gone way beyond my fantasy now and into a much darker place. This bastard was strangling me, but talking to me like a lover! And where was my guy? How could he let this happen to me? He gripped my throat and relaxed only every few strokes, allowing me a short fast breath before tightening again. He held it long enough for me to see sparkles start to appear, then gave me air again. I felt faint and more terrified than I have ever felt, yet at the same time so completely alive and insatiable. He slid his monster cock in and out in blissful agony. I grabbed air when I could and pushed back into him. He caressed me with his other hand and put his head against mine, breathing into my ear. I could hear his pleasure in soft moans. He kissed my upturned forehead so tenderly and his grip on my throat tightened a little more. He whispered something but I didn't hear it. He withdrew his cock almost all the way then slammed into me so hard and deep I was lifted off my knees for a ...