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” Word on the street is that you’re quite a kinky bastard,” Molly smirked, her amazingly blue eyes filling with seductive intrigue as she sipped her wine. Barely 5’2″ tall, her legs dangled off the bar stool without touching the floor, and she pivoted her chair in a nervous gesture that allowed me to gaze for a moment at her legs. Though not leggy, she had adorned herself with black fishnet stockings and a pair of black high heels. An attention getter.
I begin to raise my scotch glass to my lips, then paused halfway. ” Who says that?” I cocked an eyebrow, my cold dark eyes filling with intrigue. I sipped from the glass slowly, then took a moment to scratch absently at my gray hair. My rough lined skin and gray hair had interested her eyes; my smirk and sophistcated mannerisms has kept her interest. ” The rumor mill, Mr. Malone. The vicious Dallas Society rumor mill,” Molly grinned, and pivoted on her stool to sit her glass down. My laugh is sinister. My face shows no signs of guilt; no protest that what she alleges is a lie. I swallowed down my last sip of scotch, and smiled invitingly at her as I reached into my baggy jeans for a wallet. ” I’m leaving this dump. You want to come find out about those rumors?”
She laughed at this not so subtle, subtle hint, grabbing her purse and taking a final sip from her glass. ” Where to?” she inquired with a smile as I took her small hand and lead her out into the dirty street of lower Greenville.
” My apartment,” I winked as I stopped beside a dark gray Mercedes-AMG GT S and opened the passenger side door for her. Molly smiled with appreciation, waiting till I too was inside to grin, ” You’re certainly chivalrous.”
I turned the key in the ignition and the car’s engine roared to life. “I ‘m making up for what I’ll do to you later,” I smirked as I pulled the car away from the curb and sped off. ” Nice place,” Molly smiled simply. She paced the living room area slowly, turning on her heels to gaze directly into my dark eyes as I locked the door and tossed my jacket onto a nearby sofa. I nodded and grinned. ” Should we fuck on the kitchen table or on the sofa?”
” Such options,” she laughed coquettishly. ” Can’t we take things slow?” The truth is, she had no desire to take things slow, only to fuck this sexy older man senseless before the sun came up on the new day. The rumors had been plenty and pleasurable, she’d taken great pride in eavesdropping on all the news of my sexual prowess, the kinkier, the better. Finding me in the bar tonight is merely a coincidence, an erotic, moistening coincidence.
” I never take things slow,” I leered, stepping forward and snapping her thoughts away from the gossip. ” Slow is boring,” I laughed as I swept her off her feet quickly. “Trust me.” I told her, ” What you’re going to be doing for me will be perfect for night.” I then grab her by her hair and bent her over the couch. I proceeded to tie her hands behind her back with some rope I keep ready. ” What are you doing?” she shouted. ” Shut up slut.” I replied confidently. ” If you want to know about the rumors, you will shut your fucking mouth and do what I tell you. Understood?”
She nodded confirmation as I finished my last minute preparations. I took off my clothes and sat on the couch. Molly’s eyes grew wide when she saw my rock hard nine inch cock stand at attention. I beckoned her over to kneel in front of me and she reluctantly kneeled in front of my cock. ” Please don’t…” she began but I cut her off with a dark look. I reach forward grabbing the front of her shirt and ripping it down the middle causing her to yelp and her bra encased tits to become visible. I ripped off her bra and her tits bounced free. I admired her breasts for a second before leaning back on the couch. ” Now,” I growled. ” You’re going to suck my cock while I watch the game.”
I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed her onto my cock. Her wet, warm mouth feels incredible as she slowly bobbed up and down on my cock. Her velvet tongue swirling around the tip as she took almost half of it into her mouth each time before pulling out again. The game is very close as I pull her off my cock and told her she had this time to rest and get a drink. She complied, thankful for the chance to rest her tired mouth. As the second half began, I initiated the second part of my plan.
As she got her lips back on my cock, I grab her hair and begin to push my cock into her throat. She gags as soon as I hit the entrance to her throat and her throat muscles contracted on my cock which sent shivers down my spine. I didn’t stop but kept pushing her levent escort head down on my cock as she gags and chokes on my thick girth. With one final push, I completely bury myself in her throat. Her nose is smashed into my crotch and her bright blue eyes show her struggle to expel my cock from her throat. After a few seconds, I feel warm air on my crotch as she figured out how to get labored air through her nose. Now that I knew she can breath, I took my belt and wrapped it around my waist as if to put it on, but I also enclosed her head through the loop. I pulled it tight and locked the bar in place and then took my hands off her head. She struggled to back off my cock but the belt kept her head firmly in place. The rest of the third and fourth quarter were pure bliss as her throat constantly is massaging my cock with every gag and every choke that emanated from her throat as she struggles to continue breathing through her nose. As the final minute of the game came, I feel my orgasm coming so I undid the belt, stood up, and began to fuck her face roughly. I use her hair like a handle and force myself in and out of her throat, taking out all my frustration on her abused throat.
Saliva coated her chin and dripped onto her tits as she desperately tried to keep up with my rough face fucking. When I finally feel myself about to cum, I push her head back against the couch to keep it in place and force my cock into her throat as deep as I can get it. Her nose pressed against my crotch and my balls smacked her chin as my orgasm rips through me. I shot wave after wave of thick cum down her tight, hot throat. She had no choice but to swallow as much as she can in an effort to get air. As my softening cock slowly slips from her mouth, I look at her, her chin and tits covered in saliva and cum she has failed to swallow. I cut her hands free and she fell, gasping for air on the floor. ” This is just the beginning, Molly.” I said, mockingly. ” Now get up.”
Molly has no chance to scream, before I push her hard into the wall and said between clenched teeth, ” You’re mine for the night, Molly?” She moves away from me, but I went after her and just when she thought she would get away, I caught hold of the back of her skirt and with brute strength tore it from her waist. I spun her around and slammed her against the wall. Stunned and scared, she stood there motionless as I pinned her arms above her head. ” John, stop,” She cried, tears streaming down her face. ” Shut up!” Terrified and not understanding why I’m talking to her like that, but more fearful of antagonizing me further, she stood there as I push against her, my knee forcing her to spread her legs apart. I grab my cock roughly stroking it until covered in a thin, sticky film. When I’m fully erect again, I pull her black lace panties aside and shoved my hard, hot cock into her small, tight opening. For a moment, a look of surprise flickers across her face and I stop. I looked down questioningly into her wide, terrified eyes and then with a smirk, deliberately tore through her tightness and mercilessly thrust into her until I spasm and spew my cum inside her. ” Oh my god, oh my god,” She kept repeating while I held her there against the wall continuing to slam into her until my cock softened and I withdrew. I released her wrists, my thick cum slowly dripping out of her, becoming cool and sticky between her bruised thighs. I looked down at her and said with contempt, ” The next time, Molly, I’ll fuck you harder and longer.”
With my penis still fully exposed, I walk over and sat down in one of the big overstuffed chairs. Pouring a scotch, I sat there stroking myself and watching her. Slowly I got up and towering over her, said, ” Stop your damn crying.” Her fear is obvious and she cringed away from me. I force her to look at me, when I lifted her chin and spat out the words, ” So you have not been fucked in a long time.” Confused, it took a few seconds for her to comprehend what I’m saying. ” John, I didn’t, I’ve never,” but her protests trailed off when I squeezed her face and said, ” I want you to listen carefully to what I’m telling you, Molly. Don’t you defy me or hesitate when I tell you to do something. You’re here for the night, and I expect you to do as told. Do you understand?” No, she didn’t understand, but all she dared to do is nod her head ” yes.” I bent down and kissed her hard and painfully before turning and leaving her in the room. Brenda got up and stumbled to the bathroom becoming more aware of the soreness between her legs, and their shakiness when she walked. taksim escort Her tears starting again when she looked down at her clothes and saw them not only torn but also stained with flecks of her blood and my semen.
She is still coughing and breathing heavy. Molly entered the bathroom, and rested her hands on the sink, and stared into the mirror with the look of displeasure on her face. ” You slut.” She spoke the words in a whisper like she feared I might hear. ” How could you let something like that stir feelings in you, a beast.” At the age of twenty – seven, she is proud of her young body. Her hands went to the firm mounds of her breasts, and gently squeezed the flesh. A smile crossed her face as she turned to look at the reflection of her modest breasts that were well rounded and stood at attention. Molly struggled to clean herself, flashes of my massive cock filled her thoughts. No matter how hard she tried, she could not push the images from her mind. The image of my cock fed the fire that raged in her body. She can no longer stand the hunger that tortured her very existence.
She forced two fingers into her sore hole, shoving them in deep. In her fantasy I had mounted her, and my thick red cock is deep inside her. Molly opened her eyes, she had her back to the bathroom door, when she hears it opening behind her and without turning around, she feels a tightness in her chest. Instinctively she knew it was me, and she knew what I wanted. She stood there petrified as I came up behind her. Then I cupped her breasts and rubbed my growing cock against her ass. I dropped my hands to her waist pulling her hips tightly to me, letting my hard cock press along the length of her crack. When grinding against her wasn’t enough, I begin dry hump her the way you see the dogs doing in the yard. I’m humping her as a male dog would a bitch in heat. ” No, no, John, please not again,” Molly said as I pushed her ahead of me into the bedroom pressing her forward until I have her bent over the side of the bed. ” Shhhhhh, quiet, I know I’m your first in a long time…I know I’m probably bigger then any cock you have had in the past, but I promise it won’t hurt like it did before,” I chided as I unzipped my trousers. With one hand on her back to hold her there, she tried to get from under me as I swatted her hard across her naked ass with my hand. ” Don’t pull away from me, Molly, do you hear me?” I admonished, as if talking to a disobedient child. ” Don’t you ever hold yourself from me,” I said menacingly. She lay there crying quietly trying to understand how I could do this to her again. Molly grimaced as I entered her, ” Oh god . . . stop, you’re hurting me. . . please, it’s too big . . . too big,” She whimpers when I push my bulbous, purple cock head deeper inside her. Oblivious to her pleas, I hold her hips thrusting into her, my long thick cock filling every inch of her. Faster and deeper, deeper and harder until my body tenses and I begin to grunt with my urgent thrusting into her. Finally, holding her tighter, I stiffened and she feels me forcefully erupt, claiming again what I already perceived as belonging to me.
When I finished, I pulled out of her and slowly milked the remains of my cum onto the small of her back where it pooled and slowly dripped between her cheeks. The next morning, Molly in fear of bringing back the thoughts and images her eyes avoided me. She went into the bedroom, without bra and panties. She slipped on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, she found on a chair. After getting everything she needed, Molly got down on her hands and knees to search for her shoes, and the weight of my large body rising up on her back took her by surprise. She feels my cock poking between her legs, and out of panic and fear, she moves away from me and turned looking at me. Molly started to reprimand me, but when she saw my long thick cock the words seem to drift away. The warmth inside her stirs the fires again, her pussy became wet, and the hunger filled every fiber of her body.
Molly set there with her eyes wide, and her thoughts filled with images from last night. Something about being fucked rough by a man with primal lust excited her. Something about me using her as my bitch stirred something inside her she had never felt before. Maybe because of the taboo, of being with a man twenty – seven years older, but she cannot deny the feeling that tortured her body. Without thinking, Molly raised her butt from the floor, and used her thumbs to push the shorts down her body without taking her eyes off my cock. No way she would spend fatih escort the rest of her life wondering, and fantasying about being taken like a bitch in heat. The slut inside her knows what pleasures I had to offer. Molly rolled onto all fours, and with her head lowered she offered me her body. The fear raced through her with uncertainty, but she knew the slut inside her will endure. She took a deep breath, and quietly waited, and it is only seconds before I mounted her, and start to thrust my big cock at her backside. At first she thought about guiding me in, but she knew it is not her place to help. She is my bitch, and whatever hole I enter she will have to endure like any other bitch.
The sudden force of my rapid thrusting hips pushing the tip of my cock between her pussy lips, and deep into her. ” Oh my god,” she screamed. Her eyes flash open, she gasps for a breath, she feels like she is being torn apart by my massive cock for the fourth time. The pain rushing through her like a tidal wave, but the feeling of being impaled on my shaft turns the pain into pleasure, she has never experienced before. My thrusts are hard, fast and deep, and the first thing that flashed through her thoughts is how hot my cock is, then she feels my seeping hot cum entering the depths of her. As I continue to fuck her with force, the pain turns to intense pleasure, and she drifts into the world of pure lust. She has never felt such pleasure, and she found the slut in her pushing back against my cock. No longer aware of the things around her, she became the slut she knew was in side her.
” Oh yes, fucking yes, fuck me, fuck me.” She screams out the words, without caring who hears her cries of pure lust. Her whole body feels on fire, her skin feels like thousands of small fires on her flesh. There are no words that will describe how she feels inside. She has never felt this with any man before, and for the first time in her life the slut inside is getting what she needed, a good hard fucking. It is like she has started climaxing the moment my cock entered her, but when the massive one hit it shook her body. It feels like every muscle, and every fiber of her body exploded like the eruption of a volcano, and she struggles to keep from losing conscious. ” Oh yes, fucking yes, god I’m dying,” she screams out. In her weak state, she cannot prevent my girth from entering her battered sore pussy.
” Oh my god,” she scream out. The girth of my cock going in sent pain throughout her body that went beyond words. Her beautiful face is marred with pain, and tears trickle down her cheeks. The pressure of my cum filling her became over whelming. The mere thought of her cum mixing with mine brought on another climax that rushes through her.
I made an effort to pull back, but my effort only tugged her body toward me. The pressure of my knot against the inside opening of her pussy is painful, but at the same time she drew pleasure from it. Now she feels she has become one with me, and I’m her Master who has the control, and she is my bitch who had to endure whatever happened. Molly became submissive, and did not move. I stood with my knot holding her in place. She lowered her head down on her arms and closed her eyes in an effort to gather her thoughts and to calm her body from the intense fucking I had given her. Her pussy feels numb, bruised and sore, the constant pain keeps pulsating through her body. No idea when my knot will go down, she remains still and thought about her ordeal with me. My cock and cum is hotter than any man’s, she has experienced before. My thrusts are faster and harder than any man’s, she had experienced before. She has never climaxed so hard in her life; it is like her whole world had exploded. Molly has lost track of time, and with one lunge by me, my knot slipped from her, and the sudden gush of my cum tinged with blood rushed from her pussy and down her thighs. The sudden rip of pain from the knot brought a scream from her.
She set there on the floor, her thighs spread and my cum seeping from her. Her hand slips to her pussy, and she uses her fingers to slide along her sensitive folds to coat them with my cum. Molly brought her fingers to her lips, and sucked my cum from her fingers. Until she tried to get up, she did not realize how sore her body felt. A grin came to her lips, the first time in her life the slut had been fucked. She looked at the floor. ” I guess this will have to wait another day,” she said with a smile. Molly went to the bathroom and filled the tub with hot soapy water. The water felt good to her flesh, and the heat seemed to penetrate her body and relieve the soreness from the throbbing pain. She leaned back, and closed her eyes to enjoy the fulfillment that seem to generate from her body. At the thought of being with me again brought a smile to her beautiful face.
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