On the Prowl - Sex Stories

On the Prowl

... her. The way my hand is over her nose and mouth, she cannot breathe. Finally, she stops struggling. " I am not going to hurt you, not if you do as I want," I instructed, " I want to sample that pretty young body of yours." I can't help but notice the exposed breasts as Kristen attempts to cover them as much as the dress and bra allow. Kristen tenses as she feels my fingers sliding up the inside of her thighs pushing the hem of her short dress upward. " Do you understand that we are going to enjoy each other tonight? Nod your head and I will take my hand away," I ordered. Kristen looks down as her dress is pushed up to the top of her thigh and my hand is between her legs inches from her pussy. Kristen is now terrified nodding she will cooperate. I release my grip spinning her around onto the bed in a sitting position again. " What are you going to do?" Kristen asks hesitantly. " I am not going to do anything; you're going to do it. Stand up and let me look at you." I ordered. I'm trying not to laugh at her. I'm certainly not going to harm her. After all, Kristen is a beautiful young woman that I want to fuck. I want to scare her into allowing me to fuck her. I pull the chair from the desk over in front of her and sat down. I watch her, waiting for the show. Kristen cannot believe what is happening. Still sitting on the bed, she begs me and reminds me that she has not been with a man in a long time. I'm growing inpatient at the stalling, stood up, and start toward her. " Okay, ...

... okay," Kristen muttered afraid that I would hurt her. She stood up, facing me. " Now I want you turn around and let me get a good look at you." Kristen turned slowly feeling my eyes burn into her body. " Very nice, now remove that dress and do it slowly, or else." She reaches for the hem of her dress. " Why do you just want to see a naked 25 year old single woman?" Kristen asked trying some psychology on me as she pulls the dress over her head and threw it onto the bed. " I don't just want to see you naked," I told her, " now take off the rest." Kristen turns around and bit her lower lip trying to fight back the tears. No one except her last boyfriend has ever saw her naked and now I'm going to force her to strip. Kristen tries to decide which would be less embarrassing to expose first and decided on her panties. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband with her back to me. Slowly, she pulls her panties down bending at the waist as she pushes them to her ankles. " What an ass, nice firm, small and flat," I commented. " Leave the panties around both of your ankles and get out of that bra." Kristen reached behind her, unclasped the bra, and let it fall to the floor. Instinctively she covered her breasts with her hands even though she was turned with her back to me. " Turn around, I can't see anything but your shapely ass," I ordered. Kristen started to step out of her panties and I shouted for her to leave them around her ankles. Slowly, she started to turn around, hands still ...