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i was so eager to show Him how mature and ready i was to finally be with a Man that i never once stopped to consider the danger of being alone with someone i didin’t know so far from home where no one knew where i was or who i was with.  i was overwhelmed by the strong essence of brute Masculinity radiating from His large, muscular body and reverberating in every word spoken in His deep authoritative voice. He was everything i wasn’t and everything i’d longed to touch, taste, feel, and smell. 

i sucked His cock - which was why i assumed i was there  - with gusto and false bravado but with the poor skills of a novice, of a virgin not yet knowing how to please a Man like Him. He allowed me time to transition from His cock to His meaty, hair-covered pecs which i suckled like a hungry child, mesmerized by the feel of hair twirling against my lapping tongue. He seemed to enjoy it more than the poor job i’d done on His dick. 

And then He kissed me. And with a long deep moan i melted into His massive arms. His beard began to chafe my lips and mouth as we kissed, His passion growing at an alarming pace. 

Funny how quickly things changed right at the moment when i thought i was done and it was time to leave. All that time i’d held the insane notion that i was in control, that i knew what i was doing - that i understood Men. He shattered those illusions with a single powerful thrust. 

It had happened so fast: the sudden change of pace and laser-focused intent and purpose. With startling ease He maneuvered me beneath Him, spread my trembling legs and lifted them in the crook of His arms. i felt the heat of His cock against my hole. Pinned beneath His hulking mass i was completely helpless to stop Him and realized it for the first time. He watched me intently as He lunged forward, skewering me on His rigid cock. Try as i might to hide my fear, i heard my scream before i could stop it.  

“Fuck!” A look of awe and extreme pleasure washed over His face as He stared into my panic stricken eyes. He opened me up and filled my hole with a succession of deep, penetrating lunges, my screams and pleas for Him to stop seeming only to excite Him. i’d never felt such punishing power from another human being before. The strength behind each thrust terrified me. 

His eyes never left me. He was looking for something in my eyes. He raped me mercilessly for what seemed like hours until finally He saw what He was looking for. Once the fear and shame of my predicament had evaporated and i’d grown accustom to the pain i slowly realized that i didn’t want it to ever stop. The feel of His hard, hair-covered body on top of mine. The smell of sex. His sweat on my skin. His raw cock stretching and plundering new depths of my pussy.  

In my eyes He saw worship. Adoration. Submission. And acceptance.  i don’t know how long i’d been holding onto Him but i was suddenly aware that He wasn’t having to hold me down any longer. He lowered His face to mine and kissed me and i instantly kissed Him back, instinctively opening my mouth to His probing tongue. Gasping, and almost crying, i held onto Him as He violently fucked His explosive release into me, shooting more cum inside me than I’d ever believed possible. He held me tightly yet gently as His body slowly relaxed.   There was no doubt between us that i’d be staying the night. He had taken more from me than i’d ever given anyone before and yet all i wanted to do was give Him more.