Serial Rapist
With you hands holding Tessa from behind and your body leaning over her, you tell her that it's okay and that she can trust you.
She keeps saying no. That's all she will do. But with the half-assed struggle she's giving you can't help but to think she wants it.
You pick her up and use your center of gravity to slide her most of the way under the tarp. She grabs hold of a branch and a beam, trying to stop you from moving her.
You are far more powerful than she is, and her hands give way. Her body slides under the tarp and yours does too. Here, under the tarp, only the light from your poorly made window gives you a sense of where things are.
You peel off Tessa's shirt, exposing a dimly lit but very well built chest. You can see her breathing hard under you and her tan bra rises and falls under you.
"Please?!" Tessa sniffles.
You hesitate.
But... she doesn't know what it will feel like. She barely spends any time outside the house. You doubt she watches porn.
Once you share this together, she'll understand. She'll get it.
"Sorry." You say. You had nothing better.
You bend back over her and kiss her. Again your kisses aren't returned. Your hands fumbling, you wedge your hands behind her, and click off her bra. You pull it to the side to reveal two wonders.
Her breasts are perked. Each look a little pale, even in this light, but have perfect nipples in both shape size and color. You have an odd urge to put your face between them and shake your head back and forth.
Instead you cup her breast with your left hand. It doughs up in your hand, firm but soft. Her breast mounts up and her nipple sits prominently on top, nipple erect. Tessa wimpers.
You move your mouth to her nipple and begin to suck on it and tease it with your tongue. Her body fills her nipple with blood and you nibble on it a bit in between your hickeys and tongue-lashes.
Just as you begin to wonder how Tessa feels, she tells you. She uses a free arm to start bashing at you.
Without thinking much, you bite down on her nipple hard and she screams in pain and starts writhing with all of her strength to get out from underneath you.
Both of her arms in use rotating between swatting at you and trying to pull her self from under you, her face is a clear target.
You backhand her as hard as you can.
You watch her writhle, give in to you. She starts sobbing quietly and her body goes limp. Her breasts bob a little as she sobs. Watching her there, under you, powerless and naked... it's just so hot.
You reach underneath yourself and unzip Tessa's jeans while you kiss her. She makes no attempt to do anything back - she's like a ragdoll.
You quickly pull your jeans down to your feet and apply a condom you bought several weeks before.
Getting more excited at every moment, you slide yourself down just a little and push her legs apart to examine her pussy. You use two fingers to massage her labia and spit onto her clitoris like you've seen them do in pornos.
Still, inside she seems dry and each time you try to insert a finger she draws back a little and yelps with pain. It's getting boring really quickly.
In a moment, you raise yourself up above her, holding her legs apart and let yourself fall onto her, controlled in such a way you enter her to your full length.
Tessa autibly screams "Ow!" and you hit her really hard for it. Again she goes limp.
You push into her over and over, feeling a sensation like no other. She isn't wet at all, like you had imagined. Instead, she's dry and very, very tight. Each time you push into her, the friction pushes and pulls on your cock much better than your hand has ever been capable of. And each time you enter her fully, the inside of her vagina fully forms around your manhood. The sensation is remarkable - almost as good as feeling her skin tug on yours so well.
She keeps saying no. That's all she will do. But with the half-assed struggle she's giving you can't help but to think she wants it.
You pick her up and use your center of gravity to slide her most of the way under the tarp. She grabs hold of a branch and a beam, trying to stop you from moving her.
You are far more powerful than she is, and her hands give way. Her body slides under the tarp and yours does too. Here, under the tarp, only the light from your poorly made window gives you a sense of where things are.
You peel off Tessa's shirt, exposing a dimly lit but very well built chest. You can see her breathing hard under you and her tan bra rises and falls under you.
"Please?!" Tessa sniffles.
You hesitate.
But... she doesn't know what it will feel like. She barely spends any time outside the house. You doubt she watches porn.
Once you share this together, she'll understand. She'll get it.
"Sorry." You say. You had nothing better.
You bend back over her and kiss her. Again your kisses aren't returned. Your hands fumbling, you wedge your hands behind her, and click off her bra. You pull it to the side to reveal two wonders.
Her breasts are perked. Each look a little pale, even in this light, but have perfect nipples in both shape size and color. You have an odd urge to put your face between them and shake your head back and forth.
Instead you cup her breast with your left hand. It doughs up in your hand, firm but soft. Her breast mounts up and her nipple sits prominently on top, nipple erect. Tessa wimpers.
You move your mouth to her nipple and begin to suck on it and tease it with your tongue. Her body fills her nipple with blood and you nibble on it a bit in between your hickeys and tongue-lashes.
Just as you begin to wonder how Tessa feels, she tells you. She uses a free arm to start bashing at you.
Without thinking much, you bite down on her nipple hard and she screams in pain and starts writhing with all of her strength to get out from underneath you.
Both of her arms in use rotating between swatting at you and trying to pull her self from under you, her face is a clear target.
You backhand her as hard as you can.
You watch her writhle, give in to you. She starts sobbing quietly and her body goes limp. Her breasts bob a little as she sobs. Watching her there, under you, powerless and naked... it's just so hot.
You reach underneath yourself and unzip Tessa's jeans while you kiss her. She makes no attempt to do anything back - she's like a ragdoll.
You quickly pull your jeans down to your feet and apply a condom you bought several weeks before.
Getting more excited at every moment, you slide yourself down just a little and push her legs apart to examine her pussy. You use two fingers to massage her labia and spit onto her clitoris like you've seen them do in pornos.
Still, inside she seems dry and each time you try to insert a finger she draws back a little and yelps with pain. It's getting boring really quickly.
In a moment, you raise yourself up above her, holding her legs apart and let yourself fall onto her, controlled in such a way you enter her to your full length.
Tessa autibly screams "Ow!" and you hit her really hard for it. Again she goes limp.
You push into her over and over, feeling a sensation like no other. She isn't wet at all, like you had imagined. Instead, she's dry and very, very tight. Each time you push into her, the friction pushes and pulls on your cock much better than your hand has ever been capable of. And each time you enter her fully, the inside of her vagina fully forms around your manhood. The sensation is remarkable - almost as good as feeling her skin tug on yours so well.