I went to bed that Thursday night feeling relaxed and satisfied my myself. Since I had Fridays free and I had already finished all my homework due next week.
I woke up with my mouth being smothered and Richard's voice whispering in my ear, "don't scream." At first I was terrified, but once I recognized Him I was just pissed. I know we have an agreement. I knew that he followed me around campus and has violated me in the dark corners, the parking lot or the empty dorm. But, he wanted it right here in the dorm room with everyone asleep nearby? Is he crazy?
Oh yeah, Rapist. So crazy.
I started struggling, reaching out with fists first to punch him in his ribs and arms. I kept quiet though, as he tried to hold me down. He took his hand from my mouth and started grabbing at my fists, leaning onto the bed for more leverage. When he trapped both my wrists I used my knees to push and shove him off the bed. He let me go to grab the sheets and keep himself upright but still ended up on the floor.
"What do you think you are doing?" I growl while sliding off the bed and straight onto him with my fists and knees pushing him down flat on the floor. He finally yells and breaks the silence. "Fuck! Stop it! Get the fuck off me!" I laughed at him and kept my position over him. Amused at his frustration. "Just cuz we have an agreement it doesn't mean I won't fight back. Pussy."
He growled back at me and rolled over. My knee isn't quite in the right position to stop him from twisting over. He grabbed my sleep shirt by my shoulder when he moved and hauled me over into the wall in one swift motion. It didn't stun me, he wasn't being too rough but it did give him the advantage.
Swiftly he gripped my wrists and shoved a knee between mine.
We were panting and growling angrily or lustily at each other, I am not sure which.
In the dark I didn't see him move before his lips were on mine. His breath was hot and moist against my face. Richard's kiss was hard and mean and possessive, shoving his tongue in my mouth. His fingers clawed at my shorts, only getting them to my knees before folding my legs up. My knees nearly touching my breasts and my feet on his chest, it was an undignified position.
He was busy shoving a finger into my pussy. Surprising both of us with how sloppy wet I was.
His cock slid in so easily that we moaned in unison from the exquisite feeling, a tingling running down our spines from the intense connection. In the dark we couldn't see well so I had no idea that his eyes fluttered like mine did, or that we both felt the deeply emotional weight in our hearts in that moment of ecstasy.
Like usual he moved slowly the first few strokes and then began his rapid thrusts. At the angle he was fucking me was shallow and he was dipping in and out of me. Not the deep fucking he normally chose to do. I was so wet that it was messy and leaking down my ass and sticking to our thighs.
He kept softly moaning and babbling to me, "Fuck... Maddy... Fuck... So wet...so good."
I was a twitching mess as my orgasm rushed at me quickly.
He could feel my pussy spasming. "Are you going to come for me Maddy?" His voice filled with amusement. The muscles in my legs and back tightened and spasmed too, he gripped my ankles, yanked my shorts off, and spread my legs apart.
"Whose cock are you coming for Maddy? Tell me." He demanded in the dark. Blanket, sheets and pillows spilled around us as he ground me into the floor with his cock. I still have my shirt on and he was mostly clothed. His smell was softly masculine so close to me.
"Stop it." I panted.
His hips stopped and he pulled out of me most of the way, leaving only the tip nudging my entrance. I made a terrible keening sound as the desperation whipped inside of my guts. Needing his cock to push me over the edge so I could feeling this massive orgasm building inside me.
He laughed at me. I could feel his smile in the dark. "Come on Maddy, whose cock do you want to come for?"
