Tears, Fears and Orgasms - Part II
“Fears, Tears, and Orgasms – Part II”
Extremely satisfied by the intentional rape, Trish seemed
to have a new spark when we had sex. She was willing to try
new things, thou we never had anal sex again. Every so often
I thought back to that night, remembering everything in
great detail. And the same was true for Trish, she always
commented on how she loved it, and kept reminding me that
she had to pay me back.
About 2 months had passed, since that evening. A new semester
had begun at my college, and I was now taking an evening mathematics
course. Since Trish had a key to my house and on occasion
she would have little sexual surprises from me when I returned
back from class. One evening, I had called Trish on a break,
asked her if she wanted to fool around this evening. Unfortunately,
she told me, “Mike, I can’t, not tonight. The regional manager
at the store is showing up tomorrow for an inspection and
she is having a staff meeting before the store opens.” I
said that I understood, and we got off since my class was
returning from break.
After the class, I traveled home my head was spinning from
quadratic equations, and matrices. I drove home, and entered
my house, unlocking the deadbolt and stepped inside. I
closed the door, flipped on the switch and nothing. The
light seemed to have been burned out, or unplugged. I thought
to myself, “Okay, the cat probably pulled out the cord again.”
I walked across the room, tripping over things all over
the floor. Finally, I got to the light, and like I suspected
it was unplugged. The floor had all different things on
it, small things. I though, another thing the cat did … pain
in the ass cat. I walked up stairs, entered my master bedroom,
and WAM. I was hit in the head, I fell down, and was in a state
of shock. The room was still dark, I was thrown on the bed
and the door closed behind me. For some reason, I knew it
was Trish, but never let on.
A blind fold was placed over my eyes. I was still in a sort
of shock … the blow to my head kind of hurt too. A blindfold
was quickly slid on my head, and slowly, my hands and legs
where tied to the posts on my bed. The lights never got turned
on, thou I did smell a slight hint of sulfur from a match being
lit so a candle probably illuminated the room. My belt was
loosened and removed, and then placed around my throat,
a slight tug was pulled to show me who was in charge. My pants
and boxers then where pulled down slightly, just to expose
my dick. What I believe was a condom was placed on my cock.
Then I felt a warm sense surrounding my cock, it was wet,
and my cock just slid right in. Who ever it was, was fucking
me, ridding me like a horse. Up and down the person rode my
rod. A wave of orgasms hit the girl, and I could feel the person
shutter, and squeal.
All of a sudden, the person got off. The condom was removed,
like I was going to cum, but I was far from it. A set of lips
surrounded my dick, they began to suck, the moist tongue
slid all around my dick, making me shutter. I was very close,
I was about to blow … then the person stopped and moved away.
I heard the bedroom door open then close. And I heard nothing
but silence. Finally, after 10 minutes or so … I heard the
bedroom door being opened again. Another condom was placed
on my dick. Again my cock slid into an extremely wet pussy.
My cock rammed back and forth into this pussy, finally,
I shouted, “I’m almost there … come on harder”. Then the
pussy stopped, got off my cock and left the room. The door
slammed again. I heard the person walking down my stairs.
Then there was silence again. I sat there for another 10
minutes or so, hearing little sighs from downstairs. I
began to think that I was fucking more that one girl…but
that was impossible because I know that this was Trish,
and she wouldn’t do that. Finally, the door opened and closed
again, I was mounted for a third time, and my cock was longing
for some relief. Finally, a third condom was placed on my
cock, I was again mounted, and ridden. I laid there blindfolded
and tied, longing to reach up and grab those breast that
I could hear flopping around. Finally, my cock could not
handle the stress … I shouted out “OH, MY GOD …. “ and suddenly
this girl hoped off, my dick had already begun its eruption.
But mid cum, she ripped off the condom, shoved my dick in
her mouth and sucked up the remaining cum shooting out of
my cock. After I was done expelling my juices, she licked
me clean, and left the room. The door was shut and the person
walked down the stairs. I laid there in agony, wanting to
free my hands and remove the blindfold. Finally, after
a few more minutes had past, another person entered my bedroom,
and laid beside me, stretching her arm across my stomach,
and placing her head on my chest. The blind fold then came
off, there laid Trish beside me, she had a deviant smile
on her face and she stared at me. After that night, I asked
her, who was fucking me. She always responded with a smile,
never telling me if it was just her or some of her friends.
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