1. Stood Up


    Date: 11/17/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    skirt down. She came back from the bathroom, she feels my hands grab her waist. Tonya gasped, she feels me pull her forcing her ass back into my groin and she fell forward onto her hands. At last I managed to say, " John, no. I don't like this." " Tonya, you like it." She hears me say, my voice hoarse with lust. " No, I don't. Please let me go." I'm not listening and my hands weren't letting go. She feels my cock behind my trousers, hard and unforgiving, being jammed between her legs and up against her pussy. Tonya is hot and wet but feeling my cock so close to her pussy made it spasm. A second later she feels my hand run up the back of her thigh and lift her skirt over her ass. " No, John." She hisses urgently, suddenly feeling exposed. I chuckled. Her ass feels cold with just her white panties shielding her from my hungry eyes. She feels my fingers move between her legs touching her pussy through her panties. She gasped biting her lower lip. Her hot and wet pussy must have been obvious to me now. " Like that." I said triumphantly. My fingers begin to rub her pussy through her panties. Suddenly she is lost in a hazy world of lust. Pleasure spreading through her as this disgusting, dirty man touches her where no other person has touched her in a long time. She feels her head drop down. I seen it as a sign of submission - which she supposed it is. Quickly I yank her panties down so they are half way down her thighs and then uses my knee to force her legs apart. Then my ...
    fingers are back but this time I'm more forceful. My fingers quickly find their way between her pussy lips to the hot wetness inside. She gasps again as one of my fingers sink into her pussy. No one has fingered her in so long except herself and my fingers are much thicker. I push it slowly into her until I feel her tightness. I stop then and slowly, reverentially, touch her with my finger tip. " You are very tight." She hears me say, almost to myself. I pull my finger out a bit and then back in. She is lost in a sea of lust and humiliation. Tonya is on all fours with her panties round her knees in my bedroom while I fingered her pussy. God she is turned on! She must have been gushing her hot juice all over me. Tonya is brought out of her stupor by the sound of my zipper being undone. In her lust stupor she had assumed all I wanted to do is touch her, not anything else! She froze while she hears me moving around behind her. Then, without warning, she feels me place the head of my penis at the entrance to her pussy and grasp her hips. " No, John. I don't want this." " Tonya you want this very bad. Your cunt is all wet." I laugh. " Tonya a 30 year old whore." She hung her head in shame. She knew why I thought that was true, all she'd done is confirm my sick theory but she didn't want this. " No, John. I am waiting for my future wedding." She feels me hesitate. She feels a sense of relief but my hands still grasped her hips tightly and she still feels the head of my penis nestled ...
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