Taken Again - Sex Stories

Taken Again

... floor, seeing my large bulge and stained pants. She barely has time to realize what happened before I'm on top of her, my hands ripping her blouse open. My face inches away from her, hot breath against her skin. I slide down moving quickly to her pants. Catherine laying there in shock slowly registering everything at a fraction of a moment behind what is happening. The closer my hands came to her pants the more her mind filled with the image of my huge cock. Images of my frightening large penis, precum dripping from the tip waiting to fill her. My cock was the largest she had ever seen or thought possible. My cock dwarfed the sizes shown in pornographic videos. The first time she had seen it, it was scary and horribly painful when it penetrated her. Her blouse ripped open, her bra torn off exposing her breasts to the cold air, quickly turning her nipples into solid peaks. My hands at her buckle, tearing at her pants, her last defense against penetration. She feels the pants being pulled down her legs and off then her panties being ripped off. I attacked her without thought, running straight towards her knocking her down. My cock became more engorged. Blood running through my genitals painfully. Within moments I had a hold of her top half, tearing away the pathetic fabric that protected her from the cold. I needed to smell her fragrant scent, to feel her soft supple skin that I have craved since seeing her earlier in the day. Seeing and feeling her body that I needed and ...

... desired. My hands tracing down her front, squeezing her exposed small breasts and hard nipples. My hands sliding down her flat stomach reaching her hips. For a split second I questioned what is going on. For a split second I hear her pitiful whimpers of fear and surprise. For a moment I lost control. A second is all Catherine had and as with all things a second is never enough. The power of my primal lust, the power of my need is too much, the second ended with me being fully devoured by primal lust, my need for sexual satisfaction is completely in control. My guttural growl fills the room as I stare at her naked body, the smell of her sex envelopes me, overpowering my heightened senses. My teeth sink into Catherine's neck and shoulder. Pain explodes through Catherine. Pain she has never imagined she would feel again and endure. Catherine cries out the pain burns throughout her, rushing up to her head. She is dizzy, spinning, dazed. The world became a kaleidoscope of agony, then it all crashed down like glass. Her scream muffled by my hand over her mouth. All the air in her lungs trying to escape her, my hickey on her neck and shoulder marking her as my own. Making Catherine mine again, spreading my primal lust into her, giving her the primal sensation I feel for her. Mycock grew harder, ready to burst. I can wait no longer. I hear Catherine whimpering but I didn't care. At this moment I'm a creature of lust, I had so much to give to her, not that she wanted me again. It did not ...