thatbloke

[thatbloke]

Ok so this porn clip has just . Changed me. Idk why. But. God. The fact she’s clearly signaling to breathe but he’s so close he just ignores her. The hand between her legs. His sounds. Her sounds. It’s been two days and I can’t stop thinking abt it

[thatbloke]

Kisses on your hips before holding you while I fuck you like a fleshlight

[thatbloke]

Only sliding the tip of my dick inside you when you're ovulating so I can watch you move your hips up and down to desperately fuck yourself on me

[thatbloke]

haven’t been able to stop thinking about you cockwarming me & feeling myself pulse deep inside you

[thatbloke]

Pinning you facedown-ass up, forcing my cock inside you from behind, and telling you to grind on it. Fuck my dick, you pathetic little bitch. Be a good fucktoy and bounce on it. Make me cum inside you like the worthless fucking fleshlight you are.

[thatbloke]

Taking a quick pause mid-scene to smile at you and kiss you and tell you how pretty you look, sharing a few awkward, genuine giggles together before firmly pinning you down again and forcefully breeding you hard enough to make your whole body tremble.

[thatbloke]

If you smile back at me during doggystyle, I'm railing you so hard you scream and squirt all over yourself for me, I don't make the rules.

[thatbloke]

I'd suck your dick for hours if you'd let me

[thatbloke]

For months I've been watching you, learning your routines, your habits, biding my time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. One night you forget to close the window, or maybe you leave it open on purpose, as you go to bed, and I know, my moment has come.

Quietly I enter your flat, making damn sure I don't make a noise and accidentally wake you. I see you lying on your bed, eyes closed, breathing calmly. You look like you're having a nice dream. I approach your bed, the digital clock on the bedside table reads just past midnight, and that's when I hear you moan. I grin to myself. You're having that kind of dream, I knew already what a desperate little slut you were. You never had any visitors, but you sure did finger your cunt every day.

Carefully I climb onto the bed. You don't seem to notice, too engrossed in your dream. You don't even notice when I draw the blanket back and pull your already soaked panties down. It's the only clothing you wear to bed, but I already knew that.

I don't waste much time and shove my cock into your tight cunt, groaning as I feel myself gradually stretching you open as I slide deeper. You wake with a start, how could you not? But before you can cry out my large hand covers your mouth. You realise what's happening to you and you begin to thrash around, but you're too weak and your futile attempts only turn me on more as I pound into your wet cunt.

You feel a fire building in your stomach and against your will a quiet moan spills from your lips. Horrified, you hope I haven't heard it, but nothing gets past me. I laugh.

"You're so wet," I groan and thrust even deeper. After your first few moans I take my hand from your mouth and slip a finger in. Your desperate tongue curls around it and you lick and suck, wishing it were my cock.

My other hand is gripping your hip so hard it'll bruise, but the pain is delicious and with a shout you cum harder than you ever did before. I use that chance to add a second finger into your mouth.

I continue slamming into you, drawing more and more noises from you and you can't help it and cum again shortly after. I feel as you contract around my cock as you whimper and drool, but this feels too good. This is everything you ever wanted.

I remove my finger from your mouth and wrap my hand around your throat where I squeeze gently and with every hard thrust, I increase my hold on your throat, slowly cutting off your air. You begin to feel light-headed, your pulse is beating violently beneath my palm. You should be horrified. I could end you, instead you find it thrilling, exciting and cum for a third time.

The air is leaving your lungs, but I haven't let go yet. As you ride out your orgasm, you begin to struggle and writhe around. Your delicate small fingers wrap around my wrist, but my eyes are cold and I refuse to let you breathe. Just as you feel yourself passing out from the lack of oxygen, I lessen my grip for just a fraction of an inch and you take in all the air I allow into your lungs with a choked gasp.

It's hot, seeing the blood rush back into your head, your skin turning from pallid to flushed, your eyes all unfocused. It's becoming too much for you, but I don't seem to come to an end and keep fucking your cunt. My hand moves down your body, I pinch nipples, scrape over your tummy, dig my nails into your hips. Then I reach your clit.

Rubbing it hard and fast, you feel your fourth orgasm building. It's painful to you and you squirm and whimper, begging me to stop, but you know I won't.

You cum again, tears running down your cheeks as you whimper "Please stop" over and over again. Your body aches and trembles, fighting the pleasure that shakes it to its core. I feel you tighten around me even more as I shoot thick hot ropes of my cum into you, but I keep thrusting, making damn sure my cum gets pushed up into your womb and stays there. After all, you're my breeding hole now, so I have to make sure you're filled up proper.

[thatbloke]

Disclaimer:

These stories are all fiction, in the real world consent is everything and any (sexual) relationship needs consent.