1. Light Chocolate Candy


    Date: 11/21/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 48.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Then, suddenly, I push myself back off her. If she had ever been going to stop this, if she had ever been going to fight, now is the time. This is when she can get herself away from me. This moment alone she would have to be free. Yet she did not move, as I push myself back to stand at the side of the bed where she lay. She continued to lay there, looking up at me fearfully and clutching the blankets beneath her with frightened, anxious hands as I lean over grabbing her panties, which are still around her thighs, yanking them down. I pull them from her legs, which involved cooperation from her, she lifts her buttocks to make it easier for me to do this, not kicking out with her legs so I can remove them quickly. Again, she feels a spike of shame she is letting me do this to her, but she cannot help it, she cannot help herself, not as she finds herself left entirely uncovered and exposed to me. She tries to push her skirt back down to hide her private areas, though why she does not know, for sure I had already gone to far for her to suddenly become coy. I slap her hands away and she knows better than to try again as I push her skirt once more back up leaving her open and exposed once again, her juices evident on her thighs, staining the bedclothes beneath her. She turns her head, not wanting to meet my eyes, her cheeks flaming red with embarrassment and shame, I laugh low and as she hears the zipper of my pants opening, she cannot help but look back, drawn to this, not able ...
    to stop. After the zipper, I undid my belt buckle, then the buckle of my jeans, then slipping the belt through all the loops, taking it from my pants. I drop the belt to the floor, then I force her legs apart with my knees, she is afraid now, afraid of me and her response to me, twisting slightly before I move over her. The snarl on my face is angry and my weight shifting suddenly to my hands. She moves herself back round to where I want her and when I kick her legs out wider she did not fight me, not as she feels me there, between her legs, the long thick, hard threat of my masculinity, ready now to take her, whether she likes it or not. I shove into her, hard. All the way, all at once, so long, so thick, larger than any partner she'd previously had, the few that there were, the brutal suddenness seeming to tear her open. She cries out again, 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 wants it harder. What she wants will make no difference, I will take out my animal lust on her regardless, as I pull back then thrust into her again, she thought my fingers had been rough, if she thought they had hurt, then it is nothing compared to my monster cock. I thrust in and out all the way with movements deliberately designed to hurt and she finds herself pushing back against me, willingly raising her hips to meet mine. She orgasms immediately on my entry into her, which shocks her, she forgot to be ...
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