Decent into the Bull Pen - Sex Stories

Decent into the Bull Pen

... spreading her legs wider. She squeals at my touch, it is electrifying, she wants more. Sitting up now, she got a better view of me, my big body, and, as she suspected, massive cock. It is mostly hard now, resting on the mattress between them, easily nine inches long and as thick as her wrist. She knows how to play this, she knows I want a struggle. She yelps in fear, tries to scuttle back away from me, but my arm holds her firm as I chuckle, enjoying her fear. " Now you gotta play along or I'll have to tie you up? Wouldn't you rather I fuck you good instead of just hard?" Without waiting for an answer, my mouth is on hers, kissing her roughly, shoving my tongue into her mouth. She lets me, kissing me back, sucking hungrily on my tongue, and moaning. She feels my fingers sliding along her thigh, exploring her clit, cupping her cunt, and then slowly, surprisingly gently entering her. My fingers are smooth and thick, she loves how wet and soft she feels in my hands, so exposed and powerless. She pushes her pussy against my hand, suckling my tongue, moaning again. I pull my mouth away, licking my lips, eyeing her. My cock is now rock hard and throbbing, bobbing and almost nudging her tits. I cup her jaw with one hand as I draw her mouth down to my cock. I whisper to her, as if giving her some secret code.