"I can't believe this is happening to me" I think wildly in my mind. I don't know what to do or how to get out of this as one hand then another come up from behind and grab my breasts. I try to break free but the harder I fight, the harder the grip and pain soon sets in.
"What do you want?" as I cry wanting to be let go. Silence.
He continues to keep his hold on me and forces me to walk over to the bed in his hotel room. The sheets are a mess and the harder I fight, the tighter the hold. Soon more pain as he squeezes my breasts and says to me "I want to fuck you hard, bitch. After that tease in the Jacuzzi, you had me so hard. I am not going to take another 'no' again."
We were in a Jacuzzi together after coming back from a big promotional party that his parent's business put on. I met him at the party and he seemed nice. He came over and introduced himself to me as Peter and he was very attentive all evening. I was comfortable around him and he was attractive too. Short blonde hair, blue eyes with a six pack to match. He complemented me on my long blue dress and nice smile. He wanted to know everything about me and was very charming.
"I haven't seen you around, you must be new to my parents' modeling business. What's your name?" He asked with a big smile.
"Amanda"
"Welcome Amanda. Let's dance!"
So we did and I hate to say it, I had a great time. The night flew by and I never noticed what time it was. I didn't want it to end. Then he offered,
"Come back to the hotel where I am staying. There's a Jacuzzi we could use and talk some more."
I gladly accepted not knowing what laid ahead.
He had a bikini for me to use. A hot pink bikini that tied up at the sides and back. A little revealing but I thought I guess it would had to do since I didn't have mine.
I went into his bathroom to change and we went upstairs to the Jacuzzi. We got in and talked some more. Then he jumped me and pulled out his hard penis from his suit. I was shocked and cried "no". He put it away and backed off. I decided it was time for me to leave. I got out to return to his room to change and leave.
Without a word spoken, we arrived back to his room. I walked to the bathroom and was about to close the door when he jumped me from behind. He untied the top piece of my suit and grabbed my breasts. "I know you want it bitch" he says in my ear as I try to fight. But he was too strong and his hold was too tight. There he knead and taunts my breasts with his hands. I tried to fight but it was of little use. I felt a deep desire as my body starts to respond to his touch. My breasts are always so sensitive to touch.
Peter notices my reaction and how I start to relax in his arms. He then takes me to the unmade bed, rips off the bikini bottom I had on and forces my legs to spread by the force of his. I can't see his face for the light shining in my face from the light on the ceiling. I see the shadow of his figure as he pushes my hands down and works his way between my legs.
My head is spinning with fear and excitement all at the same time. How can this be happening? How could I have been so wrong about this man? But most of all, why I am actually liking this?
I tired pleading and say that I was a virgin. Maybe he'll let me go. He laughs and said that he didn't believe me. That cunts like me can't possibly be virgins as he traces his hands along my inner thighs. His touch feels, his touch feels like poison and pure arousal all at the same time. How this be happening?
Then I saw his hard cock being pulled out of the suit he still had on. It was big and hard and I knew that he was going to do it. I looked at it with curiosity. It was the first time I had seen one so long and big that I actually wondered how that would feel inside me?
"Lay still and I'll go easy on you".
I felt little choice but to comply. Then it happened. I felt him inside me and I tried everything to block it out. The pain, his face as he took pleasure from shoving himself into me. Easy indeed I thought as the pain soon passes and all I can feel is him inside me.
Thrusting hard and harder as deep as he can get. He pushes my bottom up off the bed to get even deeper inside and my senses gave way to the pleasure rising from my own skin. My body was betraying me. My mind said no but my body had other plans.
At 25 and still a virgin, my body craved the touch of a man and it became very obvious that I really wanted it. On and on he went, deeper and harder as we started to move together as my stirring sweltered under my own skin.
