This masked intruder thrusts his cock into my soaked pussy as if he has done it hundreds of times before. He simply takes me. Owns me. Uses me. He slides in deep with that first intrusion, making my eyes widen as I cry out at the way it feels to have my walls spread around a very thick cock.
“That’s such a good girl,” he praises. “You’re having your pussy fucked, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimper as he draws out a little. I can feel my pussy gripping him, making it harder for him to retreat from my sex.
“That’s right. You’re giving up this sweet little hole of yours because deep down you know that I own you,” he says. “Your body understands that it is being taken by someone who is worthy of conquering you. That is why you’re so soaked.”
He grips my hips and proceeds to fuck me with a kind of brutal competence that leaves me with my eyes rolling back in my head as I am used by this complete stranger.
“I’m not using any protection,” he growls. “This is my bare cock inside your bare pussy, isn’t it?”
“Yessir,” I whimper. The ‘sir’ part just seems to come naturally as I give myself up to his control.
“You sweet little fertile hole,” he adds. “You’re going to be fucked until I decide to come inside you. You’re going to take my cum deep inside this pussy.”
As he speaks, he plays with my clit, making it impossible for me to muster any kind of response. I am completely post-verbalat this point, my mind spinning and escaping as it all unfolds exactly as he describes—exactly as he planned, I bet.
He fucks me like a rag doll, using me roughly with the kind of feral ferocity that can only come from a masked stranger. I feel the most intense surges of pleasure rushing through my belly right now, and I know he’s going to make me orgasm. I’m going to come on his thick, bare cock, and my pussy is going to conspire against me to try to get me pregnant.
Over and over, his thick cock surges into my pussy until he decides to change position. He lowers my legs, briefly pulls out of me, and spins me over onto my front, positioning me bent over the bed. HIs palm comes down on my ass in a stinging spank that makes me yelp like an animal, and then he is back inside me, his thick cock surging into my pussy from behind.
“You’re ovulating,” he growls in my ear. How the fuck does he know that? I think he might be right, though. I have been particularly horny lately. I’ve been having sex dreams, even. I have been single for too long, and that is why I am giving up so easily. I only tried to stab him once; that’s barely resistance.
“I’m going to come inside you,” he says, thrusting deep. “I’m going to claim this tight little hole and your womb. I’m going to make you carry my baby, and when your belly starts to swell, you will remember who owns you. All of you.”
His words are so darkly possessive I feel as though I am caught in some kind of sick dream. My body keeps responding to them, even worse. I hear myself moan in some kind of animal agreement as he thrusts hard inside me, his hips slapping against my ass as he uses me for his own rough pleasure.
I keep making sounds that are incoherent, along with others that are deeply animal. I feel like a creature caught out in the wild by a horny, dominant male who just decides to mate me. The way we are acting is completely uncivilized.
His hand slides under me and his fingers find my clit again as he starts to absolutely hammer me, taking himself to the brink of orgasm and bringing me along with him. I have no choice but to enjoy being fucked. He has decided we are going to come and that is all there is to it.
I scream as he comes, feeling his semen flowing inside me, trillions of little invaders entering my wet pussy that is still held open by his cock. He’s delivering his load right to the entrance of my womb.
“No!” I gasp.
“Yes,” he counters. “I told you I was going to breed you, Laura, and that’s exactly what I am going to do. You need to take my cum nice and deep.”
His fingers swirl swiftly against my clit as he pulls me up back against him, giving himself enough room to force me to come with his cock inside me. I sob as he rubs me to rough climax, as his hard dick keeps his seed inside me.
“You’re going to come for me,” he says. “I’m going to count down from five, and you’re going to come all over my cock.”
I gasp.
“Five,” he growls, picking up the speed a little.
“Four.” I try to buck away, but he pulls me back easily. One hand is on my clit, the other is on the back of my neck, controlling me and keeping me on his cock.
“Three.” I feel the pleasure growing in my pussy and in my lower belly. I start to sweat more, feel it running down my back. My toes are curling and my breath is coming in short little gasps and…
“Two.” He slaps my pussy and then returns to rubbing. “You’re going to come for me, aren’t you, baby. You’re going to come so fucking hard for me… One.”
He reaches the end of the countdown. I feel my entire body contort and contract with pleasure as I do as he has forced me to do, and orgasm with his cum and his cock inside me, knowing that it means everything inside me is working to draw his seed as deep as it can get into my body.
“Fuck,” I curse, writhing as I try to resist what is happening to me, and failing. Orgasm has been forced on me. Cum has been left inside me. I have been properly fucked and definitely bred.
There’s a hollowness right after we come. Outside, a car alarm goes off. Reality asserts itself again. I start to feel a little chill as my mind begins to scramble for sense in what just happened to me, and what’s going to happen next.
“Good girl,” he says. “Consider that your first lesson.”
