Julie’s Subway Abduction Pt. 4 - Sex Stories

Julie’s Subway Abduction Pt. 4

... the blackness of this room. But that meant that the thing teasing her pussy, Julie realized, was the man's cock!

"No," Julie gurgled out, her voice struggling to return after the colossal orgasm still coursing through her. She tried to roll her curvy form off the bed, but her mind was more alert than her body. Her body was still trembling from her climax. The man easily caught her hip and squeezed it roughly. It hurt. Julie knew for sure it would bruise. "Please no," she repeated.

"Just be good for Daddy again, baby," the man instructed. That magic word tingled Julie's spine. His dick was too warm against Julie's sex, threatening her opening.

"I've never done it," Julie whimpered. "Please don't make me. Not my first time."

"Make you? You want it," the man informed her. "You came like a whore already for me. Three times. You want more. I know you want more." The slightest push would place him inside her. She could feel she was wet—drenched—but he was so thick against her tiny teen pussy.

"Not my first time, please!" Julie pleaded. She tried to sit up, her arms pushing into the bed to accelerate her escape. But the moment she started, the man caught her round the neck and wrenched her right back down. "Ngh," Julie grunted. Her arms flopped beside her like overcooked noodles.

"You want this, baby," the man grunted. "You want to be Daddy's slut." That word again—Julie's heart and pussy fluttered. She'd read so many stories like this. Maybe it was her fault. ...

... Maybe he could smell the lustful shame on her.

"Plea—" The man's hand slapped her face. In hindsight, Julie would realize he had not hit her that hard, but it was enough of a stinging surprise to shock Julie out of speaking. She froze.

"Now fucking take it," the man growled. Julie felt it. He was pressing into her. Her kidnapper's cock was splitting her wide open, sinking up her gooey fuck channel.

"GAH NO PLEASE!" Julie shrieked. He was tearing her. He was tearing her pussy.

SLAP! Julie heard the sound and felt the sting of the man's blow on her face. This one hurt more. "Be a good girl. Be a good girl and take this dick you tight little bitch," he barked. Julie's eyes welled with tears. His hand palmed her mouth. She wondered if he could feel the tears spilling down her cheeks.

But her wondering was cut short by far too much dick sinking further into tight, virgin territory. "Mmmffff!" Julie screamed helplessly, muzzled by the large palm at her mouth. In her mind, she saw her backpack on days she overfilled it with books and snacks. Now her sex was going through the same stretching strain.

"Ooh, fuck yes. Nice, tight cunt." Julie's captor gloated. He pushed into her deeper. He pushed into her deeper. It was unbelievable. It burned. It must have shredded her pussy, Julie thought. It must have punctured her. It felt like it was in her stomach. He was truly raping her.

The man drew back. He pressed down on Julie's mouth harder, causing her head to sink into ...