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It was forced fucking and there was nothing I could do about it….Now pinned down to the bed, I felt helpless as the head of his massive cock penetrated my pussy. I winced in agony as he attempted to thrust in balls deep. “What’s the matter bitch,” he said with a sneer, “that cock too big for that tight little cunt of yours?” He thrust again and again, harder and harder.
It was a quiet Sunday evening. I had a light dinner and was making a cup a Sleepy-Time Tea when I heard a noise come from the back of the house.
“Hello,” I said almost instinctively, knowing that I was alone and wouldn’t get answer. “Ah hell, must be the house settling. Either that or I’m hearing things?”
“You ain’t hearing things slut,” a voice echoed behind me. I turned quickly and saw a huge, hulking man, nearing what looked like seven-feet tall. He was in convicts denim and was in desperate need of a shave. “You’re about to get the forced fucking of your life bitch!”
I tried to run, but he was on me like lightning, ripping my clothes off and grabbing handfuls of tit. “Finally a real woman,” he said through heavy pants of breath. “In the joint it’s either fuckin’ your fist or another man’s asshole.
I’ve been missing some hot, tight pussy.”
Now pinned down to the bed, I felt helpless as the head of his massive cock penetrated my pussy. I winced in agony as he attempted to thrust in balls deep.
“What’s the matter bitch,” he said with a sneer, “that cock too big for that tight little cunt of yours?”
He thrust again and again, harder and harder. This was a forced fucking and there was nothing I could do to stop it. After what seemed like an endless cock assault on my twat, he pulled his dick out and got to his knees. “Get that pretty little mouth over here and suck your pussy juice off my cock!”
With tears in my eyes I crawled over to him and he shoved his cock into my mouth. “No, no,” he said, “flick like your tongue around it … like this …” And then I watched in shock as he contorted his body and began sucking his own cock.
“See that, that’s how you give head. Don’t they teach that in school anymore?”
Once again grabbing the back of my head he started to force fuck my face. I felt his cock grew harder and harder, his orgasm was on the horizon and I knew my nightmare was coming to a close when …
The telephone rang.
“Motherfucker,” I said out loud. “Just as I was getting into it.” I lept out of bed and answered the phone, hanging up almost immediately. “Damn telemarketers.” I then looked over and saw my forced fucking plaything sitting on the bed sheepishly.
“I’m sorry Mistress,” he said. His voice cowering with fear.
“I’m sorry Mistress,” I said mockingly. “A lot good that does me. How many times do I have to tell you to cut phone wires?”
You just can’t get help these days!
THE END
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