His hands touched me in a way I had never been touched. Rubbing my back strongly, firmly. I still could not have escaped from his arms if I tried. His kisses and touch sent me on a different roller coaster, one of erotic feelings and thoughts. He became like an animal, playing rough. I pulled away only to see the return of those piercing eyes and I became frightened.
He pushed me on to the bed and ripped of my shirt. I didn't say anything, as nothing needed to be said. He pinned me down to the bed ad he kissed my chest. He rubbed my arms as he brought his arms down to my breasts to release them from my underwear. He cupped them in his hand squeezing them, kneading them, Sucking my nipples erect. I was writhing beneath him, lost on my roller coaster, lost. He ripped at the flies on my jeans and pulled them of, along with my knickers. I tried to sit up and speak. The roller coaster had come to a halt and I was coming to come to my senses. This was not what I wanted. I was mad. How could I let him do what he wanted, give him pleasure and above all think that he could win me over with pleasure? He pined me down again and kissed me once more. I was wrong, He was winning.
He was sending me trough realms of feelings and pleasures that I never thought I could experience. He was the hunter I was the hunted. I was his prey; I was the submissive animal. I let him have his victory, bask in the glory of his catch. He was the proud one who released me for seconds to unleash his weapon with which he was to make the kill. I was ready, I was wet, I waited. With one thrust I was impaled. He took it out and rammed me so hard that my soul was hit and I thought I had truly died. Out again and he looked at me. Those eyes turned soft again as he knelt down and caressed my belly with his tongue. He took his tongue further down and with long strokes sent me on that roller coaster of desire. Fires where erupting with every probe of my hot wet cunt. He knew this was torture, as I wanted to be impaled on his weapon again. He was lapping up the juices of success and enjoying every minute of it.
I was turned on to my belly with no hassle. He raised up my bum an opened my cheeks and lips. His tongue went probing again and I felt a soft warmth in my arse. I was in ecstasy and paralysed with the feeling. He raised himself and rammed his cock deep in my searching cunt. Harder and harder, deeper and deeper till with every stroke I yelped in pain. I couldn't stop him, nothing could stop him. He was on his own. Lost in his own world. He began to moan and shudder as I too convulsed with spasms of orgasm. We both collapsed with exhaustion. I managed to turn underneath him as we embraced. So tight were the arms around me, so intense the moment, so confused I was, so a tear rolled down my cheek.
