1. Decent into the Bull Pen


    Date: 11/2/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 21.4, Source: sexstories.com

    is now inside her and to her own horror, she realizes she is looking forward to my next visit. Seems like hours passed, she slept fitfully, waking to the slightest noise outside the room's door. Every time, she feared and anticipated what would happen next, like she is rehearsing for it. She imagined the door opening again, her body being yanked into position, then my hands roughly forcing her to open to me, my cock plundering into her, my low voice coaching her through it. After a while, the nightmare became a dark fantasy. She found herself hoping for it, wanting him, wanting to be forced, filled, fucked senselessly. At some point, she knew it was dawn. The light seeping in through the window, the temperature of the air, the sounds outside, these all told her that daylight, and the unknown, had come. She hears footsteps passing back and forth past the room. She hears muffled voice. She flinches, dozed, awoke in a panic, then in a wet dream that replayed the day before. She could practically feel that violent cock churning inside her now, rough and mindless. The day dragged on, nothing happened, it began to feel like an eternity to her. She was starting to crave that dark, rough fuck, nothing else mattered. She was horrified with herself, yet unable to control the burning hunger in her cunt. At what must have been twilight, she awoke with both terror and hope at the sound of my voice, now very close outside the room. She cannot make out whole sentences, only snippets of ...
    conversation, sounds, laughs. She over hears the word " wildcat," then something about " breaking her in." She is terrified, horrified, and at the same time, confused by her own eagerness. Part of her could hardly stand the anticipation. Finally, she feels a tug on her legs. The door opens, and now she can make out what I was saying. " So I'll have her again. She has a pretty little pussy." I saying into my phone. What happens next is almost an exact copy of the night before. I spread her legs wide but leaving her back on the bed, my rough hands forcing my thick cock into her, I grunted and thrust into her without mercy or pause. This time there is something different, something rushed about it. As I lay on top of her, thrusting into her with a volley of thrusts, making the bed lurch against the wall, she senses that I'm rushing through it in order to get on to the next thing. She still came, she can't help it now. She'd been so aroused all day, just my breath against her neck, my hands under her ass, made her scream and buck underneath me, beg me for more, lifting her hips up to me to meet my thrusts. I finish more quickly this time, withdrawing from the bed out of breath and clearly pleased. After a few minutes I'm already petting my cock, which she can barely see in the dim light. I caress her stomach with my other hand, watching her body as I lightly touch her. She uses her hands to prop herself upright, my arms reach in, sliding her on her ass closer to the edge of the bed, ...
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