The Berkeley Coed's Assault - Sex Stories

The Berkeley Coed's Assault

... She came again. After another 15 minutes or so it the cock began to emerge. Jessica again felt the unworldly sensation of the massively thick and long cock being slowly pulled out of her soaking and sore pussy. Again Jessica tensed from feeling the knot trying to come out, the knot once again hung up at her entrance and then first one side of the knot and then the other side slowly wedged out, then with a rush, pop out but faster this time since her pussy was sore and the vaginal muscles fatigued from the previous experience. Again feeling the knot reemerged, Jessica let out another low moan and then a long sigh as the rest of the long and still massively thick cock slowly slithered out. As before, the still swollen cock finally withdrew completely, a gush of cum poured out and ran down her pussy and fell off her clit in a long stream as well as her abdomen forming a large puddle. After resting a few minutes Jess picked up her clothes and slowly entered her home with unsteady steps. Kate had known something unusual had been going on the past few days with Jessica. She had been acting strange and as a best friend it drove her mad when she couldn't quite figure out why or how to make Jessica feel better. They had always shared with each other. All the more worrisome were what she had found in Jessica's clothes while she was doing their laundry. Some grass and leaves, unfamiliar stains. The evening Jessica had her second encounter with the dog, her bedroom door opened with Kate ...

... standing in the doorway, she then came in and sat down next to Jessica. Kate gently asked, Jess what the hell is going on? Have you been assaulted?” Kate gently asked as she hugged Jessica and took her hand. What was Jessica supposed to say to Kate? Tell her truth? No way! What would she say to that? She was far too embarrassed to tell anyone what had happened these last two days. Her silence only increased Kate’s concern more. ”No Kate, nothing like that. Look, I really do not want to talk about it right at this time, I’m okay&#034 She was barely able to reply back with the way Kate was treating her. She was clearly lying, and they both knew it. Deciding not to press her any more Kate dropped the conversation, hugged her again for a long moment and gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then left. The strange pattern in Jessica's behavior continued. Though knowing that her clothes had given away she didn't want to talk about it and Kate was still not clear exactly what was happening. Usually about three times a week for the next couple of weeks when she got home the Rottweiller was waiting for her. Jess would ensure she was alone by checking for Kate’s car in the garage. By now the Rotty would follow her around the outside of the house and would keeping bumping her ass until she got down, once Jess was assured that Kate was not home she would take off whatever she was wearing that day and then assuming the position, feeling him mount her, Jess would grab his cock and guide ...