Introduction to Swinger's Lifestyle - Sex Stories

Introduction to Swinger's Lifestyle

... move away from my slavering mouth. Maybe it is only the scent of her perfume, that attracted me to her in this way. Whatever it is, she is afraid and wanted to get out of my room as soon as she possibly can. Then, with one sudden movement, she made a futile attempt to pick up her dress and rise to her feet but a low rumbling growl from me caused her to freeze in terror just as she got to her knees. Her glazed blue eyes popped open wide in fearful surprise and she pressed the back of her hand tightly over her mouth to keep from screaming out. In her unreasoning dread, she thrust out the flats of her palms in front of her in a vain effort to ward off any attack upon her that I might make, but the miscalculated movement only made her lose her balance. The frightened young blonde toppled helplessly over to the floor on her side, her long legs sprawling out under her as I growl ferociously, standing menacingly over her. " Such a dirty bitch." I chuckle at her. " I know you want it." She pulls away, shocked and disgusted that she had wanted to try doing this. " Oh Cheryl. There is no mix up." I muttered. I pushed her backwards with one shove so that she is laid on her back, with her legs open to me. Cheryl watches in horror as I move myself quickly, positioning myself over her and between her legs. My hard stomach pressing against her and she feels my penis touch her pussy. I rub myself up and down against her. Cheryl feels like she is suffocating. I push a hand underneath ...

... myself and grab my cock, directing it to her cunt. " Please...Please...no...Please don't...Please...I don't want...I don't...please no." Cheryl whimpers and begs. She didn't care about dignity any more. It terrified her feeling my long hard thick cock pressing against her pussy. The tip of my cock pressing against the soft folds of her pussy. I push forward and she screams in pain. My big cock head feels like a ball, her terror is insufficient to lubricate her. The dry taut lips refuse to part, my cock head drags against her lips two more times, before I lean back. " Damn frigid cunt! You'd think a single slut would be so excited and wet I'd slide in." I reach down and begin to stroke my cock, when Cheryl begins to sob. I grab a tube off the nightstand next to the bed, Cheryl can't see what I grabbed. A flash of a bottle of some sort, a moment before a cool torrent of gel splashes across her dry folds. Cheryl screams again, as I force my cock into her barely wet pussy. I growl and grunted as I use my weight to force myself deeper into her. With every millimeter I inched in, the searing fire follows as my girth came into contact with tender walls of her vaginal canal. Every muscle in her body tenses when she feels my hips grind against hers. My feral grin reveals my pleasure with my hard thrusts. Her hair whipping futilely around her face, the only part of her unencumbered enough to resist. Unfortunately, it only served to remind her how thoroughly she is being violated. Each new ...