Timestop: The Train Ride Chapter 6 - Sex Stories

Timestop: The Train Ride Chapter 6

... sweaty armpits. A hint of dark stubble, the skin pale and soft. I hug her around the midsection tightly and rub my masked face up and down her armpit as she struggles and squeals and thrashes around. I plunge my cock in and out, in and out, Splat splat splat. I move my hands and face over to her sweaty bare tits, petite little handfuls, ripped open bra still hugging them from bottom and sides, keeping them perky and pointing into my face as I hump her relentlessly. I rub into them behind my mask, vocally pretending to motorboat, laughing as she squeals. She twists and contorts as much as she can, trying to get away.

Splat splat splat. "Damn I think I'm gonna cum soon. Is that ok? Can I cum in your pussy?" She squeals a muffled scream even louder, violently thrashing about and shaking her head.

I hold her right above the ass with one hand, forcing my cock in all the way and holding her there, then I pull back my other hand and punch her square in the face. Right in her cheek under the eye. Thud. Pretty hard but not enough to break anything. She screams then whimpers, turning her head as far away as possible. My dick throbs within her. I pinch a handful of armpit, twisting the flesh brutally, her head twisting back my way, Thud, punch right in the forehead. Slap hard on her tit. My dick swells and pulses. Five more slaps rapidly on the tits. Thud, punch in the eye again.

She starts to convulse and wretch again, about to puke. I reach up with both hands and grip her ...

... around the throat. My solid cock still twitching inside her, ready to explode whenever I let it. I squeeze her throat as I feel her trying to vomit. I don't let her. I bring her head face to face with me, staring in those pretty bloodshot brown eyes, black makeup completely smeared around her face, mixed with blood, sweat, and god knows what.

"No more puking. No more noise from this stupid throat. No more fucking coughing!"

I squeeze her throat, brutally shaking my hands front to back as I do it. Strangling the life out of her. My cock twitching, begging to go off, but I hold back. She stops retching, and I watch her eyes lose focus and start to roll back again, her throat going soft, no longer about to puke. So I release my grip, put both hands around her hips, grab handfuls of sweet, wet asscheeks, and start thrusting my cock in and out of her, full blast, smashing against her cervix at the back violently.

She gasps breath in, jerking back to life. She stares cross eyed at me, and groans in agony. I feel warmth splash out at my crotch, soaking my pubes and balls, and down my legs. She pisses, completely losing all bodily function, her head swaying around loosely from my thrusting. Splashing and trickling sounds. A sharp foul smell of hot piss filling my nose. My cock is about to burst.

I hear a gurgling sound coming from her, surprising me out of my climax momentarily. I realize it comes from her belly, her bowels. "Oh my fucking god You're trying to shit aren't ...