"You are too sweet. Thanks." Again kissing his cheek, then turning and deliberately avoiding the door jamb. Turning at the entrance and winking. Then shutting the door. Though the jacuzzi seemed to call out to me I opted for a quick shower, finding things by feel and holding them close to read which was what. Then it hit me. Alone in a strange man's house. And though he seemed nice enough, who knew for ereal? But instead of frighteneing me, it made me tingle. My pussy awakening. Finding his razor I shaved my legs, and trimed her up too. Habit around a sexy man. Yes, admittedly very sexy. It was fun teasing him, to see how far I could push him. Obviously he hadn't been around women lately, so it would be fun. Finishing I combed out the snarls, losing some of my sexual feelings as it pulled and hurt. Then slipping on his cutoff sweat shorts, tying them tightly as they were a bit loose. Tying his old flannel around my waist. There. Much better.
Not sure what to do with the dirty stuff I left it in the sink, with my nast boots on the floor. Barefoot I found my way out and through his room. Pausing by his bed, masculine, large. Touching his pillow as i walked by. Then, unable to resist, I picked it up, sniffing in his scent. oh god. Again a rush of heat filled me. Careful Marga. This was not an ordinary man.
But I didn't want ordinary.
There was a voice at her ear, "You smell anything you like?" She turned and saw his face changed by the evil grin he wore and the fire in his eyes.
He spun her around, causing the short to fall to the ground.
"Now, this 'wildman' has some ideas, my pretty!" he cackled and tossed her on the bed.
Jumping an spinning, but caught in his arms. But whose arms. This was not the man who had rescued me. The shorts slipped and fell, just to big to take the tussle.
"Now, this 'wildman' has some ideas, my pretty!" Throwing me to the bed. I turned onto my belly and tried to crawl awya, only succeeding and getting twisted in the shirt. His hands on my ankle and my hair, pulling me back to him.
He pulled her close and took a deep sniff of her still-damp hair. "mmmm, smells nice, my dear!"
He rolled her over, pinning her down with strong arms. "I see someone has shaved, too! Excellent! I love a woman that takes care of things like that".
He licked his lips...then leaned in close and lightly licked her cheek.
Struggling as he turned me over and made the shaving comments.
"Please, this isn't funny." But he licked at my cheek, not releasing me. My nipples hardening against my will.
He didn't listen to her, instead watched as her hard nipples began to poke at the fabric of the sweatshirt. He held both her hands in one of his larger hands and reached down, delicately tracing the outside edge of each nipple through the sweatshirt. He then pinched them, almost delicately, which just didn't make sense, considering the crazed look.
"I think you need to be fucked, my pretty...yes, I do..."
"No stop it!" Still struggling, but so aware of the effect he was having on her.
'Get off me." But again he licked me, and his hand on my breats lay heavy and warm. I ached for him to cup her, squeeze her, but he simply lay it there. Unwillingly I arched to gain more contact. But his low chuckle broke through, proving he knew I was getting excited. How could I?
But it was undeniable. No. My body would not betray me. Struggling, snapping at him, trying to bite.
She struggled, which turned him on more, his cock straining at his jeans.
his hand travelled down and roughly cupped and rubbed her pussy.
"My, my, we're a little wet, aren't we? Nice and ready for this cock, then aren't you?" He chuckled again, then reached up and fastened her wrists into manacles built into the bed, disguised somehow. her hands chained, he knelt beside her and undid his jeans, pulling them off and again cupping her pussy, letting a finger travel up and down her slit.
"Yummy!" he cackled. "I will lick that later!"
I am bound now by my hands, but still struggling, trying to kick him off. Embarassed at my wetness, his teasing voice, his fingers. All driving me further into desire. "No." And heave myself, trying to get him off, but where woud i go anyways? I am bound here. Softly I beg him.
"Please, let me go. I won't tell anyone. Honest. My friends will be looking for me by now." Hoping he didn't remember that there wasn't anyone to look.
"Friends can come, and see how satisfied you are," he chuckled. "For now, you must feel it..."
He dropped his boxers and his massive cock came into view. Almost freakishly thick and quite long, it looked impressive to her eyes.
He scrambled in front of her and stroked her pussy lips with his huge cock.
"Nice pussy....nice..."
My God, he was huge, so thick.
"Please no. Please. Kicking out and connecting with his leg. Trying vainly to throw him off still. "You're hurting me." But my pussy was weetter and wetter as he stroked her, rubbing his hardness on my clit.
"Not hurting yet...won't hurt you at all..." He slowly pushed the large purple head a little bit inside her, feeling the delightful wetness and warmth of her sex.
"Yes, you like it. I know." He said and firmly stretched her out with the rest of his large cock, stopping when their pubic hair mingled.
He cackled again. "See, you feel wonderfully full now, don't you?" he lightly rubbed her clit, staying still to let her feel his cock deep inside her.
I swear he split me, cryiing out as he thrust in, deep and fast. Mocking me with his words, my body stretching and wetting itself for his pleasure. Then still, he lay there. Holding me down, literally pinned. Thenh his fingers rubbed my clit, her hood stretched open by his girth.
"No, please. please." But I was unsure what I was asking for. More, or for him to stop? Biting my lip I felt a tear slip down my cheek. But my hips moved, trying to get more of him.
He felt her moving, trying to fuck him and started slowly withdrawing, pulling it back out, once just the head was inside her, he slammed back forward, driving his huge prong back inside her. he felt the breath leave her lungs and he grunted.
"Yesss...nice pussy...loves the big cock...."
No! My eyes flew open as he pulled away. Why? No. Please. But then he thrust again, and again. Each time stretching and filling her more. My breath coming in gasps. I writhed and twisted trying to free my hands.
"Hehehehe!" he cackled. "You love it! Tell me how much you love it!" he reached between their joined bodies and scooped up some of her juices with his fingers, he licked them off. "Sooo tasty, we love it!"
His thrusting became harder and faster, blazing his way down her moist, clutching channel.
There was no denying, she loved the feel of his cock, splitting her, thrusting. Filling her. His taunting words, the licking of his fingers of her juices. Then he reached down again, rubbing hard on her clit to get more, smearing it across her lips.
"Tell me how you love it. Tell me."
Whimpering and moaning, her body thrusting back at his. The sudden assault frightening her, yet filling her soul.
"Yes, yes." A whisper. His hands twining into her wet hair, pulling back her face to meet his,
"Tell me."
"Yes I love it. Love it." Crying out trying to reach for his lips, wanting him to take her orally as his cock took her.
A small change came over him then, he released her hands from the shackles and, looking deep into her eyes, kissed her tenderly but firmly on her lips, his tongue darting to and fro in time with his huge cock pounding in and out of her.
As soon as my hands were free I pushed him away, but he clung to me, the look back in his eyes. I melted, yes. This. This. Rocking with him instead of against him. His mouth yes, his tongue. Claiming mine. Opening softly I let him in. Tenderly kissing me even as he still savagely took my pussy.
He could feel the deep clutching of her overheated pussy and now she was really warming to the task and they went with it. He threw her legs over his shoulders and really thrust deeply inside her tender and now well-stretched pussy. His thrusts ended with a little grind that rubbed her clit against his stomach.
Pulling my legs over his shoulders and rubbing at my clit was the last bit of control. Screaming now, crying out into his mouth I could no longer deny.
"Yes. Yes. Oh God. Yours, I am yours!!!!" As I came clutching at him as an anchor. My world torn apart as this wild man savaged and took me. Quickly releasing me from the fetters I had so willingly put on for society. My body and soul ripped apart as I came stronger then ever. Blacking out for a fraction of time, yet still. On and on he thrust, seemingly bigger at each move.
He could feel the deep clutching of her overheated pussy and now she was really warming to the task and they went with it. He threw her legs over his shoulders and really thrust deeply inside her tender and now well-stretched pussy. His thrusts ended with a little grind that rubbed her clit against his stomach.