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Sophie (Cocked)

... anonymous, that’s what I was told, and now Martha texted to say you wanted to have another go. Steve insisted as angry and frustrated he stood up. He stepped towards Sophie and lifted her from her chair by the shoulders.

“For the avoidance of doubt, This is what rape is,” he said quietly and forced Sophie’s jacket off her shoulders and down her back trapping her arms.

“Stop you are frightening me!” Sophie ordered.

Steve ignored her, he ripped her shirt down the front scattering buttons and dragged her brassiere down exposing her tits. Sophie struggled but next Steve had her Skirt and pantyhose around her ankles and swiftly freed her left leg so he could part her thighs easily.

Sophie protested but she was off balance and scared she fell back into her chair as Steve dropped his pants and extracted his cock.

Adrenalin pumped through Sophie’s veins, her nipples throbbed, her pussy was moist, her body prepared for the worst as she tried in vain to fight Steve off.

Her pussy was wet by the time Steve pressed his cock at her yielding pussy lips, it felt good, she hated it. He started humping to get himself right inside her and his cock went deeper every thrust until it was all in the fifth time.

“This is rape,” Steve said, “Like forcing you, not sticking me dick in a nice wet cunt which god knows how many fists have been up, except you are super wet again this time, are you sure you don ‘t want to do this?”

Sophie was shocked to the core.

Steve ...

... continued, “Now open your mouth I want to rape your mouth with my tongue.”

Steve turned Sophie’s head and kissed her mouth, his tongue explored and then her tongue explored his mouth, all thoughts of rape were forgotten they just formed one entity for that moment.

“Coffee anyone?” Martha asked as the two stilled after Steve shot his load.

“You ruined my shirt,you’ll have to buy me another.” Sophie protested, “And we got cum on my favourite chair.”

“Coffee?” Martha asked again.

Sophie pulled her skirt up and pulled her ruined shirt back on allowing her jacket to fall to the ground. “You just couldn’t help yourself could you.” she sneered.

“No,” Steve admitted, “I couldn’t and if you suck me hard I’ll do it again.”

“I said no,” Sophie protested, “No, as in no means no and you still did it, doesn’t what I say mean anything?”

“No, not when you’re lying to yourself. Your eyes said you wanted me, your tits and, well you were wet down there, and we already did it,” Steve said plaintively, “And it was good, both times, really good like it was meant to be, you me and a baby.”

“So you fuck me and I’m your property suddenly?” Sophie demanded.

“No, responsibility,” Steve suggested, “I was asked to be a sperm donor remember, I thought you asked, and it was no hardship, it saved asking you out and buying an expensive meal.”

“I did ask him,” Martha explained.

“So that makes it all right does it?” Sophie asked.

“I’m getting hard again, where do you want to do it ...