1. The Quiet Roommate


    Date: 6/10/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Cheating, Humiliation, Male / Females, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Reluctance, Author: dont_stop, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    once again on the bed. His arms began pushing my legs apart, which took considerable more effort for him as I was very resistant. Once he got one leg separated he sat on it and used the full force of his arms and upper body to open the other leg. He then secured this spread eagle position my placing both knees on my legs. He brought his face down to my lower lips and licked upward. I shudder, pushing my face into the pillow as he examined my pussy, and prods the pink folds with his fingers. Even a gynecologist has not spent as much time down there as he did. He stops prodding and flicking and I open my eyes a little to see what he’s doing. His eyes are downcast and he begins lightly licking my thighs in patterns as he slowly moves up towards my mound. I stare at the ceiling. I begin to wonder if this is actually happening or if it is some odd nightmare. I can no longer feel both of my hands. They look a tinge purple. Still refusing to look at him I begin to feel a warm, wet tongue begin to lick my clit. First it’s long, sloppy upward strokes, but he alternates to quick short flicks before moving to horizontal flicks. After several minutes of this he gently sucks my clit, and scowl as I can feel the moisture from inside build up, but this time my mind is not present. This is purely an active 19 year old’s body responding. However, I want nothing to do with the situation. At least it will hurt less if he goes in now. He stops. I wait for the force of his cock to enter me. But ...
    nothing happens. I don’t dare to look down. Time seems to stop. I feel heat above me and I realize he is slightly above me now working on something above my head. I can feel his cock hot and hard on stomach as he leans forward. Suddenly my arms fall forward. He has released my hands I realize! I look at them and I was half right. My hands are almost blue, but it was only the knot containing them upward that has been released. And he is still on my pelvis. He loosens the knot around my wrists slightly and pain floods my hands as the feeling of knife points and fire seemed to encase the inside of hands. I am still staring at them dumbfounded when he commands, "Look at me." For some reason I do. His face looks gentle now. His eyes are the color of clovers with the former sharpness missing. "Alice" he murmurs. Almost gingerly, he moves his face closer to mine. He is not moving towards my lips. He moves his face next to mine. And says, “Alice..” again. This time, he’s almost whispering into my ear. “Yes?” I squeak. I feel his penis pulse when I spoke. He runs his fingers from my waist up my body. “Say my name.” he commands, his voice still soft. However I cannot. I am paralyzed. “Say my name.” he repeats. “Taylor,” I whisper. He slides his fingers to my throat. “Say my name,” he repeats, his voice stronger. “Taylor,” I say no longer whispering. He leans back slightly and I can feel his penis position at the entrance of my lips. "Please don't," I half murmur half plead, eyes locked ...
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