My dare #081 - The one where Brock nailed me - Sex Stories

My dare #081 - The one where Brock nailed me

... and welcoming hole around his tool, was more than enough reason for him to continue. He started out slowly, but forcefully. I got the impression that he was trying to find a way to bury his cock deeper into me. The first several strong thrusts locked me into my place. My lower back was pushed against the side of the sofa, while my handcuffed hands fit narrowly under the space of heavy furniture. My legs were dangling above me and my knees were almost touching the floor. I could feel how my abs started to strain due to my body bending to this new position. But since I was pinned so perfectly between Brock's body and my living room sofa, there was nowhere to escape. I could only observe the violation of my vagina right in front of my face.

Brock was now confident that he could screw me just as well as before, so he picked up the pace. He started driving his cock into me faster and harder. For me, everything felt so much more real this time around, because I was experiencing the bestial act with all of my five senses. My extremely wet pussy made loud sloshing sounds when Brock played hide the salami with my body. Focusing on the sounds made me realize that I had also quietly started to whimper from the pleasure. The previous series of climaxes might've been interrupted, but I was still very much aroused. I could also smell and taste our sex. The movement of his loins made our juices rain all over my face and boobs. I would have thought that smelling and tasting our liquids ...

... would have disgusted me, but at the moment I remember finding it quite exhilarating. With my eyes wide open, I was seeing my pussy being forcefully spread open by a huge, purple, and veiny cock. When something like that happens mere 30-40 centimeters away from your eyes, you will not forget it. That image is burned in my brain forever. And finally, just the feeling of being fucked in this position was unbelievable. Not only was he able to reach all the way to the far end of my vagina, but he was also able to touch my elusive G-spot. I have only been able to play with it with certain toys and even then it had been difficult. Now a goddamn dog was able to hit it with each thrust. I knew that before he was done with my body, I will experience something unforgettable. That thought terrified me, but I would be lying if I said that I did not feel some level of excitement as well.

After a few minutes, I could no longer just whimper, I was squealing like a dirty hoe. 'Uuuh! Aaaah! Ooooh!', I howled when Brock kept seesawing his cock inside of me. It seemed that the "reverse piledriver" position was ideal for Brock. His loins were at the right height while his cock could not have been positioned in a better way for fucking me. In this way, he could hammer into me with force and speed which was incomparable. Every hard thrust made my body closer to inevitable. More and more of our love juices fell down my body and soon I was coated by the mixture. But I did not really care. All of my ...