1. How He Made Me His


    Date: 10/30/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: sillyjenny, Rating: 19, Source: LushStories

    moving his hands towards the middle of my pelvic. My breathing comes in fast and short as he continues his slow search. He smiles leeringly when he sees that I am succumbing to my need, and pulls me down from the desk and pushes me onto my knees roughly. He takes his cock out and shoves it into my mouth before I can protest. He groans audibly and pulls his hips away, allowing me to gasp in air before he shoves his cock back into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. My gag reflex kicks in and he pulls away again only to slam his cock back. Tears run down my face as I choke on his cock, but he continues his abuse with my mouth and throat. Despite his harshness, my pussy floods with warmth and wetness. I can feel my juices dripping down my thighs and onto the carpet as he continues to fuck my face. He undoes my hair and wraps it around his hands before he pulls on it while pulling his cock away, a condescending look on his face as he stares at my smeared lipstick and mascara running down my face. He smirks and pushes my head down, making me stay on all fours. I shriek and try to scramble away as his hand comes down onto my bottom. His hold on my hair tightens as he pulls me back roughly so that I won’t be able to move any farther. "I'm going to give you a good, hard pounding, Jane. Something to show you my gratitude for always being on top of everything and for having such an amazing, fucking body for me to admire and dream of every night." He reaches beneath me and pulls ...
    on my shirt, tearing the buttons from my dress shirt, making them fly everywhere. He pushes my skirt up to my waist and pulls on my underwear and rips it from my body. I gasp in pain, as the fabric bites into my skin before it rips off and he chuckles darkly. He lifts my bottom and holds it in the air before he slams his thick, long cock inside my pussy. A loud moan escapes my throat and Mr. Whyte continues to slam his cock into me. My moans get louder with each thrust and he lowers me down before stuffing my ripped panties into my mouth, silencing me and grabbing my wrists, holding them behind my back, my face down on the carpet. "As much as I love your moans of pleasure, we have to be quiet. You don't want anyone hearing you, do you?" I shake my head, realizing that someone could have already heard. He smiles and fucks me harder than before. Soon, the fear of someone hearing me, slips from my mind and I am moaning loudly through the ripped panties. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight," Mr. Whyte says. "Do you like my cock? Huh?" he asks. "Yes!" I scream through the fabric of my ripped panties. "I can't hear you," he says, smirking cockily. "Yes!" I scream again, louder, making my throat hurt. "Mmm," he moans. "I'm going to fill your little pussy with my cum. Do you want that?" High with pleasure, I nod my head fervently. "Good girl," he says, smiling. "Here I cum!" He thrusts his cock into me in one final hard thrust and shoots his cum into my pussy, filling me up, just like he ...
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