The Horny Heist - Sex Stories

The Horny Heist

... stupidity. Praying that she would survive this brazen assault. Fear overtook her as she watched this disgusting dirty stranger rape her worried about what he would do when he was done with her. As he fucked her, she stared deep into the endless pools of his brown eyes hoping to find some compassion but only seeing his wild-eyed lust. Every feature of his face, chiseled and defined, bespoke a man…who had ignited her deepest yearnings.

He let go of her neck, held both of her arms up above her head, and plowed his mouth onto her large tear-shaped breasts that rocked up and down with the motion of their bodies. His teeth gripped her nipples and his tongue raked over their puffy tips radiating pleasure through her tortured body.

She wrestles with the intoxicating temptation to surrender to her desires, yet she remained steadfast in her decision to keep her longing concealed. Despite her internal struggle, Sarah's body betrays her, responding involuntarily to Eric's touch, as she desperately tries to maintain her composed exterior and fails. Uncontrollably, her hips begin to rock with his, grinding her pussy lips into his hairy pelvis savoring the depth he can penetrate her. Her vaginal muscles clamp down on his glorious girth, not to stop his invasion but to feel every ridge of his stiff member as it traversed her tunnel radiating ripples of pleasure from her loins to her toes. Her rational mind complained of the injustice.“What am I doing?!? “No! This is wrong!” But her ...

... body, excited with fear and ratcheted up with his touch, arched her back in satisfaction and released a long groan of pleasure, “Ohhhhh, yes!”. Her body didn’t care about her objections, it has a mind of its own, wanting to match the pace of her alpha male. Her hand wraps around his ass pulling him deep into her. Her breathing quickens and releases screams of pleasure that travel out the open window for all her neighbors to hear, “Ah, ah, ah!”

“There you are you fucking dirty slut! Look how much you love this cock! Look how your hips grind into me showing me how much you need this!” He grunts.

Her husband never talked dirty to her like that and somewhere inside she liked the abuse. She liked Erik’s control over her. She writhes around wiggling her hips to accept more of his rod. Her breath panting with elation, “Ohhh ohhh, ohhhh. God your cock is so big!” She admits, against her will, with bated breath. She could feel her vagina heating up, generating more and more of her lubricant to guide his cock in her again and again. She knew she was not in control but she was mortified at how her body responded to his assault. Ashamed to discover that she was enjoying this. She could feel herself being torn open, stretched loose, and filled to capacity. Sarah's hands, guided by a hunger she could barely contain, explored every inch of the stranger's body, committing each sensation to memory. The rise and fall of his chest, the strength of his arms enveloping her, fueled her desires ...