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As I stopped pushing, she fell against me with a relieved sigh and pressed her face into my neck. Her breath was hot on my neck. Almost as hot has her wet, pulsating pussy that was squeezing my hard shaft as it laid buried deep in her body!
I stroked her hair and rubbed her soft back gently.
"Aruna?" I said softly in her ear.
"Yes, sir?" she asked breathlessly.
"Spread your legs wider, doll."
She made an effort and spread her legs even wider than they were. I pushed her into me, moving my hips up at the same instant and my long, hard cock entered her cervix!
"Aaaaaah!" her scream came right from her throat. It was long and spoke of her pain as my ruthless cock had just claimed her body in one powerful, heartless thrust!
Then her scream died down slowly and turned into slow moans. Her surrender.
My throbbing cock was jammed so tightly in her small, tight cunt that she could feel it pulse deep inside her body. Now she started to squeeze it with her pussy muscles. And then slowly, she started to move her hips in a very small circle. This made her wet, slick cunt walls massage my cock without letting it slip out.
Not all girls have skills like this. Definitely not good girls. So, this girl had had sex and bothered to learn how to please a man. This was good!
I pulled the zipper of her dress baring her back. Katrina and Preity closed in on either side and helped her take the dress off without getting off my lap and without losing any of my cock from her hungry pussy.
I tilted her back and pressed my hot mouth on her naked breast. She gasped again and pushed her hips forward in a reflex. This made her pussy go deeper around my cock, which made her moan even louder.
I had her put her hands behind her on the edge of my desktop and told her to hold tight. Then I grabbed her ass cheeks in my large, strong hands and squeezed them hard as I started to fuck her.
That chair of mine is a special custom made job, especially strong and wide for this kind of use. I can have 4 girls on my lap in that chair and it wouldn't even creak.
Aruna's tight cunt finally got used to my girth and she started enjoying my strokes. She began to move her hips in time with my strokes, thus helping me impale her deeper and deeper with each thrust.
I opened her ass cheeks wide and rubbed my fingers in her ass crack. That made her squirm on my lap and it felt so good around my cock.
I grabbed her hair and pulled her close to me. I sucked her neck, biting just below her jaw line, and whispered in her ear "Who's my bitch, Aruna?"
"I am your bitch, sir" was her instant reply, "I am your whore, please fuck me!"
Keeping her in my grip and without letting my cock slip out of her wet, dripping cunt, I stood up and laid her down on the glass top of my desk. She wrapped her legs around my waist helped me fuck her as I started to pound her in and out with long, powerful thrusts of my throbbing monster!
Katrina stepped behind her and held her shoulder as her body was slipping on the glass surface. From Aruna's right, Amisha stepped in and held her other shoulder. In this position, her pussy had to bear the force of my strokes and Aruna's screams began to get louder and longer!
Soon, she said, "I want to cum! Please, may I cum, Sir?"
Hmmm, she already knew my protocol. It was like she was made to be my whore!
I grabbed her tits and kneaded them hard as I continued to pound her wet, hot cunt, "Who's personal whore, Aruna?" I asked gently.
That seemed to excite her even more, her tits were throbbing, her pussy was pulsating around my cock and she jerked her hips even harder as I asked her that indecent, obscene question.
"Aaah, I am your personal whore, sir...aaah" she said between screams.
I slapped her ass, "You may cum, whore!"
She let out a long scream as her body exploded in mind-blowing orgasm! I continued pounding her relentlessly while her body convulsed on the desk under me, leaving sweaty streaks on the glass as she thrashed around uncontrollably under my hard use!
I could feel my own explosion close. I slammed her cunt harder, my balls slapping her ass while I held her under me, helpless and totally vulnerable as my cock ripped her apart and stuffed her full of my man meat.
Then it was time for me to fill her with my cum. I grabbed her hair and dug my teeth in her soft neck. With a powerful explosion, my cock erupted deep in her cunt and shot my load into her! She moaned as she felt my searing hot lava marking womb.
I was still pounding her cunt as my cockhead sprayed my hot, potent seed inside her. Then she jerked her ass up and came again! I grabbed both her tits and kneaded them hard crushing the soft mounds in my strong fingers! She thrashed her head from side to side as the pain mixed with pleasure and intensified her orgasm.
Finally, as her convulsions died and my cock also emptied my full load into her cunt, I tugged her hair, pulling her face up towards me and kissed her soft, warm lips. She responded with full enthusiasm and submission. After fucking her mouth with my tongue for a while, I pulled back and lifted her up.
Guiding her down to her knees on the floor, I simply placed my cumsoaked cock on her lips. She took it into her mouth and licked mine and her cum from it while her lips moved back and forth around the thick, meaty, hot shaft.
She pushed her mouth deeper on it, until my cockhead entered her throat. Then she looked up into my eyes and smiled happily.
After she diligently cleaned my cock with her hot, eager mouth I told her to get up.
"Go clean yourself up and come back naked." I ordered.
"Yes, my Master!" she replied like a good bitch and followed Preity to the bathroom.
I love my job!
The End.
Thanksgiving Study Session
The week of Thanksgiving is often a stressful time for most college students. Often the library is filled with anxious students writing multiple page term papers or studying for pending finals. Such was the case for Nikki Randall. The five foot three inch, blue-eyed blonde had seven major papers due the week after Thanksgiving that she needed to finish and found the library to be more quiet and calm then at home, even though she lived alone. She found at home she'd be tempted to clean the house, wash the dishes, do the laundry, or anything else to keep her away from her laptop. Here, it was just hundreds of other college students frantically trying to finish papers on their laptops.
On Wednesday, her class let out early and she found her favorite cubicle on the fourth floor, hidden behind a stack of books. She set herself up with her laptop, her headphones plugged into her iPod, and papers scattered as she wrote up her reports and essays. At 8:30 p.m., she wandered downstairs and bought herself a candy bar and a soda. She ate the candy bar on the elevator and drank the soda as she typed. About 10:45 p.m., she fell asleep over her laptop keyboard.
Sometime after midnight, a small spacecraft landed on the roof of the library. The tentacle creature slithered out and through the roof access stairs, entered the library. It wandered the fifth floor, scanning the books for understanding of this world, when it picked up the presence of a life form on the floor below.
Nikki woke up around 1:00 AM and realized she was locked in the library. On her laptop screen were pictures of cartoon characters having sex with different creatures or characters. Nikki smiled as she thought of the friends who had shared their pictures with her and how she enjoyed making them her screen saver. She shut her laptop down and closed it. She wandered in the dark to the bathroom feeling her way there. While in the bathroom, she made a horrible realization; not only was she locked in the library, but the library was closed until Saturday morning. She decided she would pack up and wander around to see if she could find a way out without setting off the fire or burglar alarm.
As she walked up to her laptop to pack it up, she found it open and her screen saver running. She stared at it for a moment wondering if she had closed it. The images were scenes of young girls being attacked and violated by bizarre alien creatures with tentacles. The pictur
es aroused Nikki as they flashed before her. She knew they weren't real but still, her mind wandered to what it would be like to make love to an alien creature with tentacles or genitalia different to the men she knew, then shook her head thinking how silly she was being.
She reached over to shut her laptop down, when she heard a sound from behind her. She slowly turned around hoping it was just a mouse, or perhaps a rat. In the dark, all she could see was shadows of the bookcases. She walked around and realized even if someone was in there with her, she couldn't see them even if she wanted to. She walked back to her laptop thinking how foolish she was. As she reached her laptop, a tentacle wrapped around her waist and picked her up into the air. She screamed as she was raised and other tentacles began tearing off her clothes.
Nikki struggled and fought to no avail as her clothes were shredded off her body leaving her suspended in the air naked. Tentacles begin touching her body. The tentacles bound her wrists and ankles and her legs were spread. Tentacles began fondling her breasts and teasing her nipples while others massaged her clit and teased her anus. As much as she tried to resist, her body began to betray her as she grew more and more aroused. Still unable to see her attacker and struggling against the assault she screamed again. She felt herself being lowered and thought maybe this was it, she was going to die. The problem was, she was being lowered onto two phallus looking tentacles. "NOOOOO!!!" she screamed.
As she screamed a third phallus like tentacle forced its way into her mouth. She choked and gagged as the other two forced their way into her sex and anus. The sensation took over her body and soon she was sucking and moaning as the creature had its way with her. It pounded her sex and anus as it fucked her relentlessly, other tentacles pulled and sucked at her nipples. Over and over she orgasmed until she felt the creature's climax, filling her with its alien product. She swallowed what she could but found she was gagging and coughing on more than she realized. The alien's juices leaked down her throat and breasts, and both her legs. Yet the creature didn't stop and it seemed its tentacles were growing within her abused body. Nikki struggled to stay conscious but was soon overcome and blacked out. She woke up alone in a metal room. She was still naked as she looked around. She saw the walls were smooth and could see no visible door.
A voice echoed though the room, "There is no escape."
"Where am I?" she asked.
"My ship."
"What do you want with me?"
"I came to your book room to gain knowledge on your people. I had observed for weeks and knew no one was to be there. When I found you, I knew I had to have you. To make you mine."
"What do you mean?"
"You are to be my wife, bear my children."
"I don't want to be your wife."
"I saw the images on the small device you were using."
"Those aren't real."
"But you liked them, it stimulated you."
"But they aren't real!" she shouted. "They just pictures someone drew."
"Then why were you becoming stimulated?"
"I... I don't know... morbid curiosity I guess."
"Now you are mine."
"What if I refuse?"
"Resistance is futile."
The alien grabbed her around the waist again and resumed its sexual assault on her. The violation was relentless as she moaned and squirmed. He fucked her sex and her ass without stopping until once again she collapsed against him.
"Miss.... Miss," said a young woman behind the sleeping Nikki.
Nikki sat up and said in a sleepy voice, "What?"
"Miss, the library is closing in five minutes," said the woman.
"Closing?" said a sleepy Nikki.
"Yes Miss," said the woman. "And with tomorrow being Thanksgiving you sure don't want to spend the night here in the library. You'd be stuck until Saturday."
"Tomorrow's Thanksgiving?" asked Nikki.
"That's what I said. And I'd like to go home now if you don't mind."
"Yes, yes, of course," said Nikki as she packed up her laptop and left the library.
As she walked to her car, her body ached. She thought about her dream, and how real it felt. She climbed into her car and drove home. She stopped at the only fast food restaurant still open for some drive-thru dinner then went home.
She went into her house and ate her food. Starved from the poor diet she had been enjoying for the last few days, she still didn't feel fully up to speed. She decided to take a shower before going to bed. While she bathed, she noticed strange marks all over her body but blamed it on the cubicle she had been sleeping in. She decided to sleep naked tonight, as she was just too tired to put on her pajamas. As she climbed into bed, a man rolled over and said, "Another late night of study dear?"
"Yeah," she said sleepily. "I had such a nightmare."
"Wanna tell me about it?" he asked.
"I was attacked by some bizarre alien who wanted to make me his wife."
"Well at least he's got good taste dear."
Nikki sat up in bed wide-awake. "Who are you?" she asked.
"Nikki my dear, it's me, your husband."
"I'm... not... married."
"Yes you are dear, to me," he said as a tentacle wrapped itself around her waist.
The End.
Rescue Me
Where in the hell am I?
That thought crossed my mind while I looked for any sign of life in what appeared to be in the middle of nowhere. I cursed silently about forgetting to reset the odometer in my car the last time I'd filled my gas tank. The gage was broken, and resetting the odometer was the only way I knew when the car was running low.
It was bad enough I'd taken a wrong turn in heading back to town, but now my car was out of gas. The only way I'd be able to get back on the road again was to grab the gas can and walk until I found a filling station.
When I opened the trunk, I realized I'd forgotten to put the gas can in there.
"Can this day get any worse?" I cried as I looked up at the sky.
I had no idea how long I'd have to sit on the side of that abandoned road, or if there was a mad rapist lurking in the woods below. I locked my car doors and tried to figure out my next move.
"God, if I'm meant to get out of here alive, something better happen soon," I said to myself.
As if my half-ass prayer was answered, I noticed a silver truck coming down the road. Still wary of strangers, I stood in the car, yet cracked my window low enough to wave for help. The truck soon stopped behind me.
I almost gasped when a good-looking young man who appeared to be in his early twenties stepped out and walked toward the driver's side of my car. "Need some help, ma'am?"
"I'm out of gas and my phone is dead," I replied. "I also forgot my gas can or I'd walked to find a station."
"Just as well," he said. "Closest one you'd probably found is about an hour away on foot, and it would've been dark by the time you got there."
I let out a sigh. "Great."
"I have an empty can in the back of my truck," he said. "I can give you a lift to get some gas."
"Oh, really, you don't have to - "
"It's fine, I don't bite." His green eyes twinkled when he smiled. "Not yet anyway."
His last statement made me laugh, and my earlier apprehension of the stranger was replaced by feelings of relief. It also wasn't like I had a choice to turn down his generous offer."Sure, why not? Just let me lock the car."
What woman wouldn't want to be rescued by a man like him, even if he was young enough to be my son if I had one? He was at least six feet tall, a shade under two hundred pounds, with close-cropped dark blond hair. He introduced himself as Marcus.
"Shannon," I replied as we climbed into his truck. "By the way, any idea where we are?"
"A secluded little place the sheriff doesn't even know about," Marcus said with a laugh. "A lot of high school and college kids out for the summer come up here to drink, smoke joints, and have sex." He glanced over and saw my reaction. "Yeah, I've
been guilty of doing that stuff too. Not a whole lot else to do when one lives in the boonies."
"Too bad none of those kids were around today."
"Oh, I doubt anyone will come around until school lets out next week."
"Just my luck."
"Yeah, well, most of them would've been too stoned or drunk to lend you a hand anyway." He again smiled at me. "Good thing, too, because I wouldn't want anyone to take advantage of such a pretty lady."
I shook my head and laughed. "I bet you say that to your girlfriends all of the time."
"Yeah, if I had some."
"Oh, come on. A good-looking guy like you? I bet women are breaking down your door."
"I only had one girl," Marcus said. "We were together since junior high, but she kind of outgrew me and we split up. Destiny changed after going off to secretary college. I guess dating a manual laborer was no longer good enough for her."
"People change and eventually move on," I said. "I'm sure you'll find someone who appreciates you."
If I was only twenty years younger, I thought.
He quickly changed the subject. "What about you, Shannon? You married?"
"I was. My husband was killed in Iraq," I answered.
"Oh, man! I am so sorry for being insensitive!"
"You weren't. It did take me a long time to get over Randy's death, but I've gone out a few times. Nothing serious, though."
We soon arrived at a gas station. I stood in the truck and watched people filling their vehicles while Marcus grabbed his gas can from the back. He spent several minutes filling the can before setting it back in the truck bed.
"I hope you remembered to put on the cap tight," I said when he slid back into the driver's seat.
"Sure I did. Not the first time I had to rescue city folk who got stuck way out in the sticks."
We chatted and laughed as he drove me back to my car. I offered to pay for the gas, but Marcus brushed me off. "Your company's been payment enough."
The sun was setting by the time we returned to where I'd run out of gas, but it was still light enough that he could see the gas tank and filled it while I reset the odometer to zero.