True Sex Stories: Fuller Still

I felt the lust and fury ascending to a new level. Something exploded inside inside my mind, sending shards of salacious images tumbling in a torrent of lewd memories from fuckings past.

She let out a yelp as I dragged her from the trail by her hair, and shoved her up against a tree. She steadied herself as the rough bark scraped at her tender skin and looked up at me with dark eyes, large and alien, under her long, dark hair.

She wore nothing but a t-shirt, a short skirt that barely covered her ass, and a pair of casual sandals. I torn the shirt and skirt from her and let my eyes roam over her face and then slowly down her body, taking in her already abused tits, my earlier bite marks still visible as misshapened ovals, the red marks and bruises up and down her slender torso - a scab of dried cum on the inside of a bruised thigh.

Her eyes glimmered with masochistic want as she stared back at me.

"You know I'm going to fuck you and hurt you some more. And know what, you little cock-whore? You're going to beg me to do it."

Her eyes flickered and she opened her wet mouth and moaned as I grabbed her by the throat, punched her in the stomach, and spun her around. She let out a strangled groan and doubled over, gasping for air. I shoved her onto the ground and she lay there panting and looked up at me. Then she opened her legs.

"You fucking little slut," I growled, kneeling over her; digging my fingers into her bruised flesh. "I'm going to fuck you up."

I rammed my cock deep through her now swollen lips and into her throat and she sucked me, gagging and whimpering, but wanting more. I smeared my precum and her saliva over her face, leaving a wet wedge over her cheek. Then I slapped her.

"Little slut wanna fuck?"

I knew her answer before the positive hiss escaped her mouth.

I pinned her knees and stabbed my cock deep into her cunt with a furious stroke. I was as hard as I'd ever been, and she took it all with a groan.

I felt the lust and fury ascending to a new level. Something exploded inside inside my mind, sending shards of salacious images tumbling in a torrent of lewd memories from fuckings past. I growled low and throaty and started slapping her, choking her, punching her; trying to break her goddamn pelvis with my own.

She cried out loudly when she came, flooding us both. Again.

And there we were; two animals fucking in a State park on a Sunday afternoon.

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