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The get-togethers move to my house; meetings over candlelight dinner. Always the gentleman, I never ask for even so much as a kiss. Late night discussions on the patio. More late nights, she's cuddling against me. I hold her, enjoying the feel of her body. The late night discussions become silent nights of cuddling on the patio. She tells me how comforting it is to be held by me, how much she enjoys my company. Little by little, one night burns into the next, and cuddles turn to me caressing the back of her neck. Nights later, when she lazily responds and her breathing changes, my touch migrates to the front of her neck. Later her shoulders. Later her collar. Little by little, night after night, I excited her.

Sometimes the erotic is so much, that when I try a little more, a little further, she resists - whispering 'no'. The gentleman, I retreat an inch back, taking my time. Standing my ground. I build her relaxation so that the next time I try a little more, she protests a little less. When I move my hand further still, she gently protests again. Over time, kissing is slowly added to the mix, which inflames me. First it was her neck. Then the back of her ear... Then her cheek. Each evening, a little bit further. Each hour, a centimeter more explored. Excited, she allows the progress, until pushing me away when she senses I'm getting too 'into it'. Or when it becomes too much for her. She can't risk losing control! She pushs me away slapping me and leaving.

On a Friday afternoon, Catherine was standing in the door of my work shed. I admired her sweet young titties as she walks towards me.. I put a hand on my hardening cock and smiled a slippery smile. For the first time Catherine felt the tiniest sense of fear. She kept her arms clutched around her chest as she reached me next to the work bench.

I was picking her up now and sitting her down on the bench in front of me. I unzipped my pants and pulled them down revealing a rock-hard long thick cock pulsing with anticipation. With one forceful shove, I pushed Catherine back onto the bench with her legs still dangling over the edge. My hands were large and strong that I managed to rip the short-shorts right off of Catherine with one big yank. "No panties.I laughed. "Help me! Somebody help me please!" Catherine yelled at the top of her lungs. I backhanded Catherine's face and for a few seconds the room went dark and her head felt light and dizzy. She became fully alert when a powerful thrust from my enormous rod entered her small tight pussy. Catherine screamed in pain" OMG! AAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAHHHHH!, . "Well, waddaya know? You are ssssoooo small and very tight just like a virgin!" I smiled . "What a nice surprise!"

I grabbed her by the throat and held her down on the bench. With my other hand I tore off her t-shirt to reveal her pink breasts and her nipples, hard from fear. All she had left on now was her white sneakers. I leaned over the bench and began to lick and suck her nipples. I moved my free hand down her stomach and to her left thigh. I began to stroke and rub along the inside of her thigh then my hand reached for her vagina and began to part her soft cunt lips.

"You know this doesn’t have to be a bad time," I whispered . "I can show you how to like it." I began to stroke her clit and finger her cunt at the same time. Catherine could barely breathe through my vice-like grip on her throat and all she could think about was the terror and pain of that first painful thrust from my enormous rod. As I loosened my grip on her throat, I began to rub and play with her clit as I bent over her and sucked on her nipples – first one, then the other. I made circular motions with my tongue all along the outside of her left nipple and then took the entire nipple in my mouth and sucked hard. Catherine suddenly felt a tingle along her spine and warm sensation growing in her crotch. How could this be? How could she feel so good suddenly?

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"You are getting wet," I said with a heavy pant to my breath. "It’s just a matter of time now." I moved one then two fingers into her cunt - in and out to the rhythm of my tongue swirls over her nipples. Catherine let out a soft quiet moan "ohhhh…mmmmm". I smiled wide and with that, I pulled my fingers out of her cunt and grabbed the bulbous head of my penis, aiming for her moist opening. Slowly I moved the tip of my cock into Catherine’s wet, hot cunt. Instead of a scream, Catherine took a quick breath in and held it. I bent down to her and kissed her roughly, forcing my tongue deep into her mouth, consuming the breath she just took with my kiss. As I pulled away from her mouth, I pushed my shaft in and out, coating it with her juices. She groaned ."Ohhhhhh… Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH!" with fear and a throbbing desire she never knew.

I kissed her neck, her ear, and licked her breasts. Her breasts and her crotch were on fire and her hips began to move without her permission. Her eyes rolled back into her head. Suddenly, I began to ram harder, stretching and tearing the tight narrow canal – harder and harder with each thrust. Catherine gasped with both pain and pleasure" OMG! AAAAAAAHHHHH! AAAAAAHHHHHhhhh!". I stopped kissing her breasts and stood straight up against the bench. I grabbed Catherine’s hips and began slamming into her hard and fast. Catherine was slapping me wildly with her hands. Suddenly, Catherine’s pleasure was replaced with pain again " OMG! AAAAAAAHHHHH! STOP PLEASE! AAAAAAHHHHHhhhh!" and she tried to move her hips to cushion the blows from my hot cock. " omg! stop! no more! aaaaaahhhhh! ooooohhhhh! aaaaahhhh!," she whimpered under her breath. "Oh yes, a lot more!" I groaned.

I began to grunt, "UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!" with each thrust; harder and harder deeper I went, slamming Catherine's tight pussy into womanhood as it begans to bleed. Each time I slammed into Catherine's vagina, Catherine let out a yelp" ohhhhhhhhhh! aaaahhhhhhhhh!" like a little puppy and shook her head back and forth. My penis was enormous and she felt pain and pressure in her entire crotch, as she was completely filled by my large hard cock, impaled on my hard thick rod. Finally my grip on her hips tightened and with one last enormous thrust I cried, "Yeeeesss," and released my hot load deep inside her.

It seemed to Catherine that my release went on forever. That last thrust nearly made Catherine lose consciousness. Her cunt was full of semen as I collapsed down onto her soft breasts. She laid on the bench rocking her head slowly from side to side barely alert and moaning, "No. My God, no." I stood up, breathing hard and pulled my penis out of her battered cunt. Cum and blood began to spill down Catherine's thighs. She began to cry softly. She didn’t move. Her legs were still splayed over the end of the bench.. Her hands were going numb gripping the edge of the bench..

I reached for one of her arms and spun her around to face the bench. I leaned in close to her and put my lips right next to her right ear and hissed, "You ain’t never gonna forget getting fucked like this." With that, I bent her over the bench.With my feet I kicked Catherines's legs wide apart and aimed the tip of my hard thick shaft for her asshole. "I’ve waited too long to fuck your small tight ass. I’m not gonna be nice." I shoved the tip of my penis into Catherines's small tight asshole as hard as I could.

"AHHHHHH, "OMG! STOP! AAAAAAHHHH!" " AAAAAHHHHH! AAAAAHHHHH! OOOOOHHHH!." " screamed Catherine. Her ass felt like it had been stabbed with a machete. She couldn’t believe this was happening. This wasn’t possible! It couldn’t be. With what she knew of sex, she at least knew this wasn’t it…at least that’s what she thought."OMG! STOP! AAAAAAHHHH!" "STOP! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" screamed Catherine, "You’re going to kill me!" I laughed aloud, "You sure will feel like it!"

"How do you like getting fucked in the ass?" I asked . I pushed inch-by-inch, harder and harder until my entire cock filled her anal canal and my balls slapped against her burning cunt with each thrust, WAP! WAP! WAP! "Stop! Please, oh God, please stop!" pleaded Catherine through the tears.

Waves of burning pain kept coming with every thrust. Her sphincter was being torn and battered. Now, I took my entire penis out of her ass only to brutally shove the full length back in with every thrust. She let out terrible yells " AAAAAHHHHH! AAAAAHHHHH! OOOOOHHHH!." and groans " ooooohhhhh! aaaaahhhhh! " , like an animal being slaughtered. Her hole was raw and exposed. Blood covered my penis and her ass, providing an evil lubricant for my pleasure.

Suddenly, I grabbed Catherine around the waist and picked her entire backside off the bench. The full length of my shaft disappeared deep into her and I let out a groan " aaaaaahhhh! aaaaaahhhhhh! " of intense pleasure. Catherine shut her eyes tight and held her breath in an attempt to stop the attack in her mind. Her muscles inside her ass involuntarily loosened against my thrust to accommodate the size of my enormous member in her tight canal.

Catherine felt my saliva dripping down from my gaping mouth onto her backside. She could feel my legs shake slightly as I filled her asshole with my cum. When the final drop of my hot load had been deposited, I let go and let her fall back to the bench, right down onto her naked stomach.
"God damn, what a fuck! You were worth the wait! " I shouted as I stepped away from the bench and pulled up my pants.I went to the bathroom to clean up.With the wind knocked out of her, Catherine slumped off the bench and onto the floor.

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Jim McGuire skidded his bike to a stop in front of the large blue sided house. Setting the bike up against the white picket fence, the eighteen-year-old glanced at his watch. He smiled as he saw that he was right on time. Not that Mrs. Burke would've been angry if he had been a little late, but it was a matter of pride to the sandy-haired young man that he showed up places when he said he would. Originally, he had planned to spend this week in Florida. His parents had promised him a trip to...

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This is my first short story, any feedback would be welcomed. I’m planning on writing more so let me know how to improve. Hope you enjoy. ***** Harold Thompson has woken up promptly at 8 o’clock every morning for the last six months and sees nothing but an empty side of the bed where his wife used to sleep. Her name was Deanna. He thinks about her every day how she’d always smile as he woke up and tells him good morning. Now there are no more good mornings for Harold. At age 56, Harold was...

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It was a crisp winter's day and Danielle was on her way to see a friend to try out her new double-ender. It was quite a walk, circumnavigating the big wood between their villages. Her Mum had always said to never go through the wood. There were tales of wolves and tigers, waiting in the deepest, darkest parts of the forest. Danielle thought this somewhat unlikely, being in West Yorkshire, but it still made her a bit weary. Danielle was known to all her friends as Goldilocks, on account of her...

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