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Before I can say anything worth saying, he winds his hand back and smacks me.
I yelp out loud, failing to hold back my expression of mingled shock and pleasure. It’s a new feeling to me, and I’m still trying to navigate it. Do I like it too much? Is something deeply wrong with me?
“You’re going to trust me and do what I say, you understand? You’re going to like it, I promise,” he continues, reeling in his aggression a bit to put me at ease.
He starts to finger me again, and I melt into the couch underneath me as my body reaches towards a new height of pleasure. My head is starting to swim from the conflict within me – shouldn’t I be repulsed by a man like Aleksander? Shouldn’t I know better than to let him touch me at all?
All that matters is that I’m not, and I’m going to let him do so much more than touch me. I want him to completely defile me.
13
Faye
His motions are methodical and rhythmic, almost sending me into a tantric state as my pussy begins to throb around his fingers.
He scoffs quietly as he feels my body squeezing him. “Damn, this is so fucking easy. Has anyone ever told you that you’re easy before?”
“No,” I squeak before the first big wave of pressure comes over me. It’s always taken so much more time to make me cum, even from my more experienced partners. The fact that he’s able to get me there so much faster is almost startling.
He’s clearly enjoying himself which makes the experience even more erotic for me. I’m quivering hard now, trying as hard as I can to hold my orgasm back. He already has so much power over me, I don’t want him to think that he can control me physically as well. What would be left of me?
“You’re going to cum for me, aren’t you? Damn, you’re such a slut,” he whispers, feeling the muscles in my pussy contract around him.
I don’t want to respond, that would be too easy for him. Why would I just fall over and allow him to treat me like a toy? I’m not here for his pleasure, but goddamn he’s convincing me that being his sex slave might just be the best thing that could ever happen to me.
I’m ashamed of how easy it is for him to get me close. It’s embarrassing that he’s able to bring me to the edge without any effort at all. I’m sure it does wonders for his ego, which makes me feel like I might actually just be a stupid slut.
However, if he is getting such gratification from this, he’s earned it three times over. He’s managed to reach deep inside of me and find pressure points that I didn’t know existed, causing entirely new sensations between my legs that no man before him had even come close to replicating. I’m suddenly hungry for more of this brand-new feeling, and this hunger can only be tamed if he takes out his cock and fucks me.
I refuse to beg for his dick. I could never give him that kind of satisfaction, but it seems as if he won’t need me to. Just by the way he’s fingering me, it’s clear that he’s in tune with the things that my body wants as he changes the pace of his motions. He’s just warming me up for his cock.
Is it really that big?
I’ve never had a big dick before, at least nothing over six inches. I’ve always been told how tight I am, so the idea of Aleksander’s big dick pumping inside of me almost sounds scary. If he’s preparing me, he knows that it might take some effort before it goes in.
But... do I feel excited about that?
I can feel the warmth in my lower belly approaching the surface rapidly as he starts to finger me faster. I’m biting the back of the couch cushion now, screaming as the waves begin to crash over me one after the next. I’m overcome by an explosion of heat and desperation from between my legs that almost knocks me to the floor. Aleksander holds me up without missing a beat, like he’s seen this happen before and knows to anticipate it.
If that’s how he fingers me, how the hell is he going to fuck me?
I hear him undoing his belt, and before I have the chance to look behind me and see what he looks like, he spanks my ass so hard that I yelp out loud. “You’ll find out soon enough. Don’t be so greedy,” he says with a layer of smoke in his voice.
The timbre of his voice sends chills down my spine right before I feel him rubbing the head of his dick between my pussy lips. I can feel how thick it is even from such limited contact, and the moment he slips it in, I feel him stretching me wide open.
It takes a moment, but eventually he eases the whole length of his cock inside of me. I’m wet enough to feel it sliding in and out, and he starts to thrust even faster as my pussy takes his girth more easily. He’s pounding the back of my cervix now, and I can feel the exact spot where he was fingering me before. If he keeps fucking me like this, I’m going to cum all over again. With the way he’s making me feel now, I’m wondering if he could give me a chain reaction of orgasms, one after the next after the next until I’m a breathless, soaking mess on the floor.
He grabs onto my hips with both hands, steadying himself for a deeper thrust, and I can feel my legs beginning to shake. When he starts to go even faster, I’m forced to kneel on the couch in order to keep myself from collapsing into it. I would be so humiliated if he made me cum so hard that I lost control of my legs, but it appears that he’s only just getting started.
“Goddamn, your pussy feels so good. Fuck, you’re so wet,” he whispers, and the sound of his voice reveals his own desperation to cum inside of me.
The idea of him needing me so badly that he’s desperate to cum makes me want to ride him until he can’t hold back anymore, but for now, I’m his toy to be used and disposed of as he pleases. He knows what he wants, and he’s probably wanted it since the moment he kidnapped me. It makes me wonder if he heard me masturbating in my room at his house, and a flush of pink washes over my cheeks.
Before I’m able to keep up with what’s happening, I feel the waves begin to return, and suddenly I’m right on the edge of the peak before he throws me off the top again. My head swims as my bloodstream is flooded with chemicals in quantities that I’ve never experienced before, and I’m so bewildered that I don’t even know how to react.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” he says under his breath, and I brace myself to feel his cock fill me with ropes of hot semen.
It isn’t long before his thrusts become irregular, and I can feel him release inside of me as he holds my hips up against his. His orgasm lasts much longer than I would have expected, and I’m under the impression that he somehow doesn’t get the chance to cum like this often.
