BRUTALLY Fucked By My Straight Roommate: Another Level of Bromance - Sex Stories

BRUTALLY Fucked By My Straight Roommate: Another Level of Bromance

... thing that existed was that giant cock brutally raping me. Now he was screaming at me, shouting profanities as our flesh slapped together with wet, nasty smacks. “YEAH! THIS WHAT YOU WANTED, LITTLE BITCH?! FUCKIN’ RAPE YOU LIKE A PRISON BITCH, HUH?!” “AHHH OHH AAAAHHHH SHIT!!!!! OH FUCK THAT HURTS!!!!” I screamed. “SHUT THE FUCK UP, NIGGA!” he yelled, and he smacked me full-force in the back of the head. “IT’S WHAT YOU FUCKIN’ WANTED!” This was EXACTLY what I wanted, but never had I gotten fucked THIS rough, let alone by a dick so big. I could almost feel my intestines tearing apart! But DAMN, this was fucking amazing! “FUCK ME, MAN!” I yelled. “FUCKIN’ HURT ME, YEAH! RAPE THAT ASS, NIGGA!” “FUCKIN’ NASTY BITCH!” he screamed at me. The verbal abuse was just making me enjoy it more, and I’m sure he knew it. Harder and rougher he raped me, shouting profanities at me and slapping me in the head. I was DEFINITELY feeling like I truly was his bitch now, and the more pain shot through my body, the happier I was! He had stamina like I had never seen before; he was able to pound hard for over a minute at a stretch before pausing for a few seconds, then resuming his brutal rape of my ass. Finally he pulled out and my legs gave way, but barely had I begun to collapse than Chris grabbed me and threw me onto the bed on my stomach again. Growling like a wild beast he leapt on top of me and shoved himself back into my ass. He resumed fucking me like a dirty slut, and was becoming even ...

... more violent now, physically and verbally. He grabbed my neck with one hand and squeezed hard, pinning my head to the mattress, while with the other hand, he continued to slap me in the head and was calling me some of the dirtiest names I’d heard. Then he started punching me, driving his knuckles into my back, adding even more pain. “FUCK YEAH, SON! WANT ME TO FUCK YOU UP, HUH?! LIKE GETTIN’ BEAT UP LIKE THAT?” “OHHH YEAH!” I said a little thickly; the extreme pain was making my eyes water, but I was determined to tough it out. But then he pulled out again and pulled me up with him. “MotherFUCKER!” he said, and accented the second word with a full-force punch to my gut. I doubled over in pain, the wind knocked out of me. Then Chris backed up really quick, and lunged forward, spearing me with his shoulders, and I landed on the bed hard, on my back once again. And now he got so violent and aggressive, that it FAR surpassed any rough fucking I’d ever taken, or had ever seen in a porno. He began plowing my ass as hard as he absolutely could, and was not only punching my gut and slapping me in the face. He wrapped his hand around my throat and started choking me, and even went a step further and started spitting in my face, his eyes blazing with fury, and my eyes rolling into my head. He was now truly fucking me like I was a piece of trash, fucking me WAY beyond stupid. The room was filled with the sounds of his roaring abuse in my face, my strangled screams, and the loud, wet smacks ...