The Intruder - Sex Stories

The Intruder

... squeezed hard, cutting off my breath. "That fuckin hurt, you bitch! You're a fighter and I like that, but it ain't gonna do you any good. In the end, no matter how hard you fight, you are still gonna get fucked. Accept it and settle the fuck down or I'll twist your Goddamn head off!" My eyes watered with stress and tears and I tried to respond, to beg him to stop, but my words were caught in his strangling grasp on my throat. I could only gurgle and wheeze while my consciousness began to dim. With his grip on my neck and the heavy weight of his body over me, I could barely move. His skin felt incredibly hot on mine and I soon realized that he was grinding the iron hard shape of his massive cock into my belly. As my breath began to fail, he shifted his body and forced his knees between my clenching thighs. I struggled hard to keep him from laying in my saddle, but his grip on my throat was unrelenting and the weight of his body was impossible for me to resist. My legs parted under the stress and his knees dropped between my thighs. With a satisfied growl, he pried me open and used one hand to draw my knee up and away from his hip. He had me where he wanted and only then did he release his hold on my throat. My head was spinning and I coughed spittle as I drew my ragged breath. My heart was thrumming madly in my chest and a cold sweat covered my skin. In that moment, while I was trying to clear my head, he guided his cock to the moistened entrance to my womanhood. "No, no, ...

... please! You can't do this to me!" I begged. "I can't be raped like this. Oh God, this can't be happening!" Refusing to believe it was really happening, I whined and cried as my feeble struggles finally failed. A cold bolt of horror gripped my heart as he began smearing his thick head against my rapidly moistening mound. The sensation felt like liquid heat on my cunt as he slid his cock over my lips. For several long moments he tortured me with dreadful anticipation. I felt my fluids leaking out and spreading like hot oil over my sex and all around his turgid head. With an evil laugh, he flipped his heavy organ up and slapped it down heard onto my clit. I jumped in surprise as the unwelcome contact sent shockwaves racing through me. It felt so heavy and thick on my body that the thought of him brutally shoving into me filled me with dread. "Noo, please, I'm begging you!" I cried even as my hips began rolling under him. "Go ahead, bitch. Beg me to stop." He growled. "That shit just makes me harder. I can't wait to fuck you now." He was grinding his shaft over my clit, probably trying to get me wet. God, if he only knew. I was already dripping with my juices and I mentally cursed my body for not instinctively knowing what a rape actually was. I was responding like a slut in heat and I felt humiliated by the thought of him realizing what he was doing to me. When he guided the spongy cock-head lower and found the soft depression that marked my entry, he took a breath and then slammed ...