On the Prowl - Sex Stories

On the Prowl

... hiding her 34B breasts flat against her chest. Finally, Kristen is facing me. She sees the bulge in my pants where I'm sitting in the chair. Thoughts of this man raping her raced through Kristen's mind. No one but her last boyfriend has ever had sex with her. As she stares at my crotch, she realized that I'm not only a big man, but also my cock is much larger than her previous boyfriend's six inches. I took note of where Kristen is staring and inside knew she is curious. " Your pussy is too hairy, we'll have to shave it later," I said, " now lower your fuckin' hands and let me see your tits." Kristen is appalled. No one talked to her like that before. The vulgar words stung her ears and she shook her head " no." " No, this is as far as I go," Kristen yells trying to act tough. I got up from the chair walking directly up to her. I grabbed her arms at the wrist jerking them down to her side exposing her breasts. Kristen tries to free herself, but I'm too strong. " If you disobey me again, I'll have to spank you," I told her, stepping away releasing her. Kristen immediately put her hands back over her breasts and ran toward the door. She forgot about the panties bunched around her ankles. Kristen never got more than two steps before she fell flat face down on the carpet . Before she can get to her feet, I grabbed a handful of her hair pulling her to her feet. Kristen took hold of my hand and screamed as I threw her across the bed. Before Kristen can recover, I yanked my belt ...

... off and brought it down hard across her ass. " Owwww," Kristen yells and put her hands over her ass. " Now, get up on your knees and spread your legs unless you want more," I yell, short of breath from the spanking I delivered. Kristen is sobbing as she got on her hands and knees on the bed. She tries to spread her legs, but the damn panties prevented her from getting them to far apart. She starts to remove them again, but I ordered her to leave them on. Kristen looks over at the mirror on the wall, she cannot pull her eyes from the sight. Kristen sees herself on her hands and knees, red panties tight around her ankles, her breasts hanging down from her body and red welts across her ass. In the mirror, Kristen sees me removing my pants and underwear. Kristen sees my tool spring straight out. She knew now I did intend to rape her. As she sees my hard cock, she realized it is huge. Her previous boyfriend was small and her humiliation turns to fear as she feels my hand on her back. " What are you doing?" Kristen pleaded as I push her head down into the bed along with her shoulders. " You're going to help me," I informed her. " Reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart for me to kiss your pussy." Kristen pleads and begs for me to stop, not to go through with it. She feels the weight on the bed and increases her pleading. Kristen screams when she feels the warm, wet tongue between her cunt lips. " Please don't, stop, please," She pleads as she tries to reach back and push my head ...