Ashley's Story - Sex Stories

Ashley's Story

... him to do it, to push that huge rod all the way into her now oozing pussy. Tony looked in to her eyes with an arrogant smirk on his face, “You ready?” he asked. Not waiting for an answer, he pumped his hips hard into her, stabbing and impaling her one time all the way to her cervix, causing her to moan in a combination of pain and pleasure. He did it again, loosening his grip on her throat, then with a third hard powerful thrust, he let go of her neck completely. Ashley cried out as he slammed into her again; balls deep, to his pubic hair covered base. One final look in his eyes, he grinned devilishly at her, her mouth hanging open; she nodded slowly knowing the onslaught would now begin. He was a machine. Once he started going after those first several, powerful impales to establish his dominance over her, he didn’t stop. Tony was relentless. His cock was pistoning in and out of her over and over again, causing her tits to jiggle violently with each impact, causing the bed frame to slam against the wall behind them. “Ahhh!” she yelped, looking up to his eyes. Thirty seconds after he started his machine-like fucking, she grasped at his arms, clawed at his chest, tears filled her eyes, she couldn’t stop this if she wanted to – she was cumming. Ashley’s moans were reduced to whimpers after the first 15 minutes. He never stopped, continuously grinding into her through her first, second, then third orgasm. Thinking she should stop him, thinking she should scream for her life and ...

... end this, thinking she should try to attack him somehow, she remained where she was on her back, her feet interlocking behind him as he worked. Ashley would’ve thought he truly was some sort of android if it weren’t for the drops of sweat from Tony’s chin landing on her face, neck, and chest. He never looked away from her face, constantly slamming his hips into her at incredible speed. Another 30 minutes passed. Ashley and Tony were both covered in sweat and out of breath. She thought for a moment he was tiring, and perhaps he was, but it was only of that position. Tony lifted her off the mattress, sitting back on it, and with his hand firmly gripping her rib cage, he began lifting and slamming her down on his cock. There was no end to it. Another fifteen minutes passed in the position and Ashley’s eyes rolled into the back of her head; Tony continued to grit his teeth as he slammed her up and down, only pausing to push her nearly limp head onto his shoulder and stand up off the bed. Slamming her against the wall, her feet still locked behind him, he began pumping up into her again. Gradually over the course of several minutes, they slid across the room, Ashley still pinned up against the wall. He was staring in her face the whole time, clutching at her hips and butt, lifting her up and down, sliding her against the wall. Tony spun around, they were standing in the bathroom door way, he paused to flick the light on. Ashley’s eyes were closed, her mouth still hanging open, an ...