Mounted - Sex Stories

Mounted

... 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 ...