kiarsia
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Story....first draft....purely fictional but pretty damn hawt in my opinion. Would love comments.
The Florida night air was hot and sticky, but I still had chill bumps accross my arms as I pulled my truck into the dark parking lot. So many what if's and second guesses ran through my head as I thought this over, but I knew I was going to follow through with my decision to stop. I pulled my truck into the parking space he had described to me in his earlier text and I sat there waiting, fumbling with my things. Within seconds his truck pulled in next to mine. I got out and quickly locked my doors, checking them twice. As I climbed up into his truck he assured me mine would be ok. He could tell I was worried about leaving it. Other than his quick reassurance about my truck, he was silent as he pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the road. He had asked me to switch trucks naked and I had refused. I thought I would be ok with going topless and I had untied my bikini top and laid it aside already, planning on slipping off my tshirt at the last minute. Seeing the parking lot though brought all the fear back so I was still in my clothes. Thankfully is was a disobedieance he seemed to ignore. I felt very small sitting next to him in the big truck seat. My bare feet didn't even reach the floor boards so I tucked my legs up next to me on the seat and turned to face him. I didn't even look to see where he was taking me as he drove, all I could think about were the yummy things he had texted me earlier that he planned to do to my body tonight.
All of this was in a way new to me. I knew somehow I wanted it, but I was also scared because I knew I really didn't know what I was asking for. I trusted him, but I didn't really know enough about his play style to really know what to expect. All I knew is that he would be rough. All the unknowns kept swimming through my head, but the desire kept me from backing out. My heart was pounding when he pulled the truck down a dirt road and parked along a dark fence line. The only lights were a power station across the fence and down a ways, but I knew we weren't too far from civilization because I could still hear big trucks along the highway.
He got out and told me to wait inside the cab and get ready. It only took me a second to have my clothes off and laying on the floorboard in front of me. I could see him moving things around behind the truck but I just waited. He moved around to my side of the truck and opened my door. The night air hit my skin and suddenly I noticed every feeling against my bare skin. I turned to face him and he leaned in to kiss me. His kiss was hard, rough, biting. I tried to meet his kiss but he pulled back away. He reached in and grabbed my left nipple, crushing it in his fingers. It wasn't hard enough to have me screaming in pain, but definitely enough to have me squirming and wimpering. He made sure I remembered what it was for. I had failed to get him a specific picture in time earlier that night. He let go of my nipple and instead grasped my entire breast in his hand as he began to kiss me again. He told me to wrap my legs around him as he lifted me from the seat and carried me to the tailgate.
He sat me down on the edge of the tailgate, sitting on the blanket he had spread out earlier. He stopped and looked down at me, asking if I was ok and if this was really what I wanted. I nodded yes, chewing on my lip. He knew I was there for sex, but "how" was up to me. He asked "this is up to you, rough or gentle". I knew I wanted rough, but I was afraid to tell him so. I've seen the results of his 'rough' play and it usually ends in bruises and even blood. That was a line I just couldn't cross, even if a small part of me wanted it. I was scared because I didn't know how he would respond to whatever I said, so I just said "no marks". He looked at me and told me that didn't answer his question. I looked down for a moment and then said, "ok, as rough as you can go without leaving marks, how's that?".
He didn't even take the time to voice a response, I was immediately shoved onto my back and drug to the edge of his tailgate as he buried his face between my legs and began sucking and biting my clit. He pinned my knees up into my chest as I squirmed underneath him. When he stood up he slid his cock into my pussy, squeezing my tits in his fists and pinning me to the truck. I tried to hold onto the truck as he pounded into me. He pulled out long enough to remove his shorts the rest of the way and grab my wrist and drag me off the truck and onto another blanket he had laid on the ground behind the truck. He shoved his fingers into my pussy and into my ass as he watched me squirm underneath him on the ground. His fist wrapped into my hair and he pulled my mouth onto his cock. He fucked my face until I was gagging and then he threw me back onto my back and filled my pussy again with his cock, pounding me hard into the ground. His hands wrapped around my throat as he fucked me, squeezing tighter and tighter until I couldn't draw a breath no matter how hard I fought. I began to be afraid he wouldn't let go until I blacked out but he let go and gave me time to rocover my breath. When I could open my eyes and look up at him he asked if I was ok. When I nodded he laid himself down next to me and pushed my head back to his cock. He caught his breath while I sucked on him and then he pulled me up on top of him and sat me down on his cock. His hands grabbed my tits and then my hips, slinging me back and forth across his cock. He picked me up off of him and grabbed me by the hair again and shoved himself back into my mouth. He told me to twist around and sit on his face and I tried to continue sucking his cock as his fingers found my pussy and ass and his mouth began sucking and biting my clit again. He grabbed my hand and directed me to finger his ass but I've almost never done anything with anyone else's ass before so I was unsure what and how to do it. He yelled at me that if I didn't do it he was going to make me lick his ass instead so I tried to do better. I still must not have been doing it right because he grabbed my head off his cock and shoved my mouth down onto his ass. I licked him and circled his ass with my tounge until he threw me off of him and back onto my back.
He shoved my knees up until my hips came off the ground and began to plave his cock into my ass. Even though he had used his fingers on it earlier it was still tight at started to hurt. He was so much bigger than anyone else that had been in my ass and my fear made me begin to fight him. I shoved my knees into his chest and placed my hands on his thighs between us, trying to keep him from entering too fast. The harder he tried to enter me the more scared I got and the more I tensed up and tried to force him back. I knew I wanted it but it hurt so bad I was so scared to stop fighting. Even when he yelled at me that if I didn't relax he really would ram it in, I couldn't stop fighting against him. Finally his cock made it all the way into my ass and filled me up. He began fucking me harder and harder and I know I was screaming but it felt so amazing pinned underneath him unable to get away.
As his cock was slamming into my ass he bent down to me and asked me if my ass was clean. I was confused and didn't really understand his question and what he meant but I nodded yes. He answered "good, because you're about to suck my cock again." I couldn't seem to asnwer him but I think I must have made a face because of the way he grinned at me. In one motion he pulled out of my ass and grabbed my head as he laid back on his back. I tried to resist, to hesitate, somewhere in my head I was thinking "No, I can't do this, I don't do this, not this, I'm better than this". But all of that went out of my head and I covered his cock with my mouth. I knew I wanted it somehow. To be used, I didn't want it to stop, I was willing to do even this to not make it stop.
It didn't stop, not for a moment. He went back to fucking me on my back, pounding my already sore and swollen pussy. He asked me when I had my last period and when I told him it was over a week ago he said that meant I was ripe for getting knocked up and that he thought it would be fun to knock a bitch up and that he was going to cum inside me and I better not let go of him and I better keep him pulled tight inside me. He knows how terrified I am of getting pregnant again, he knows that its the fear that keeps me from having and enjoying sex constantly. Even though I trusted him and knew he would never cum inside me, it was enough of a fear to begin to take over me and make me want to start fighting him. It was intense, me struggling to let my trust in him win over the fear of him cumming inside me. He kept fucking me and kept going as my fear built up. His hands circled my throat again and I fought to breathe. His hands grasped my tits again, squeezing hard. Once I thought he was going to slap me across my face and it was convincing enough that I flinched but he only grabbed my tits again. Right as I started to fight and struggle he let me go and stood up over me. I couldn't move or even make much of a sound. I lay there shuddering and gasping for air.
As he stood next to me I knew what he was about to do. I realized it, I started to squirm away, but realized it didn't matter. As I lay there on my back under him a hot stream of piss hit my belly. As wet with sweat as I was, the night air had begun to feel cold and oddly for a moment I actually was glad he was peeing on me. So many thoughts were jumbled in my head I couldn't ever think of any one thing for long enough to form a full thought and a response. His stream of piss began to move from my belly and up over my chest and tits and splash onto my face. He growled at me to open my mouth and without hesitation I did. I let it fill my mouth until it ran into my nose and I started sputtering and had to start shaking my head back and forth to pull air. After it was over he lay down beside me and put his arms around me and it felt so wonderful all I could do was look up at him. He ran his hands over my body and then up to my throat and squeezed until I couldn't fight for even the smallest breath. I was scared again I was going to black out but again he let go before it happened. He did it over and over again watching me struggle. He moved his hand from my throat to cover my mouth and nose instead. I felt small again against him, his one hand covered so much of my face. He made me reach down and grab his dick in my hand, and told me that when I couldn't stand not breathing anymore to let go. I tried so hard to hold on as long as I could. I wanted him to keep playing with me, I didn't want it to stop, I wanted it to last as long as possible so I tried, I tried to fight against the fight for breath but finally I couldn't stand it anymore and I let go of his dick, expecting him to let go. But he didn't! He held on tighter! I panicked, scared, thrashing my head back and forth until he broke his hold on my mouth. He repeated the same thing once more, only this time I had to fight even harder to get out from under his hand.
He only gave me a moment before he sat up and straddled my face with his cock in my mouth, forcing my head to the ground with his cock so far into my through I once again couldn't breath. I tried to twist my head to find air, and I tried to use my hands to keep him from forcing his cock so far into my throat but he fought against me and was so much stronger. He finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and replaced it with his ass, forcing me to fuck his asshole with my tounge. By now I didn't even have the energy to struggle, to resist.
He spun me around and pulled me up onto my knees, slamming his cock back into my pussy, and then my ass, and then my pussy again, using every inch of me. I was so weak I could barely hold my face off the blanket. When he could no longer keep going he rolled off of me and onto the ground beside me again. I was still on my belly and I pulled myself to lay partially on top of him, it felt so good to have his skin against mine. I slid myself down between his legs and took his cock into my mouth again, this time taking my own pace as he lay back. He took over after I bit, grabbing fistfulls of my hair and pumping me up and down on his cock. I tried hard to keep licking and sucking as he moved me up and down, my scalp was on fire from the force he was putting on my hair. I felt him begin to empty into my mouth and throat, his grip on my hair loosened and I swallowed everything he gave me.
When he was done I looked up at him and he pulled me up into his arms, kissing me. We lay like that together until the drying sweat became too much to stand and I began to itch. He cuddled me a bit and then got me a towel from his truck. We dressed and gathered up our things and he returned me to my truck, right where I had left it safe and sound.
I drove home, my hair still wet from his piss, my skin still sticky with his sweat, my mouth still salty from his cum.
So many thoughts have run through my head, but I keep coming back to his words about next time. He says now that he knows what I can handle, prepare for next time to be more intense. This time was so far beyond anything I've ever imaging, so past so many lines I thought I could never cross, the idea of going FARTHER terrifies me.
And excites me.
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