18-05-2019, 02:29 PM
He forced my thighs apart with his right hand. My head was hanging in between my arms, which were supporting me against the wall. I could see my salwar heaped around my ankles from that position. I felt bile rise in my throat when I saw that his lungi now occupied the place adjacent to my salwar. I gagged at the thought that the book-w,.' was now naked too, right behind me.
My eyes snapped shut, my teeth clenched, I tried my best not to vomit and held my breath, as I felt the tip of his penis rubbing at the wet lips of my vulva. Even though my vulva was dripping wet, I could make out that his glans was soaking with precum as it released a sort of heat when it came in contact with my moist vulval lips.
It may have been the stress, the fear or the helplessness of the moment, but whenever I replay the scene in my mind, I realize that it was me who had thrust my hips back, just slightly, to welcome the budging head of the book-w,.''s penis into the folds of my vulval lips and further inside my going- to-be-defiled body.
My body was thrown forwards as the book-w,.' slid his erect penis into my vagina. I had felt his body tense for the forceful lunge into my womanhood, however, the combination of my dripping wet vulva and his precum soaked glans made it seem like a walkover. In one violently smooth motion, he was embedded inside me right till his base.
AAGHHH!! I heard his loud moan of pleasure as he gently rotated his pelvis, as if to get a good feel of the inside of my vagina. But, that was the end of the gentleness that he had in store for me, his decent lady!
Enraged by a sudden animalistic lust, the book-w,.' grabbed me powerfully at my right shoulder with his right hand, pulling my body backwards towards him. His left hand was wrapped tightly around my waist, below the level of my navel. I could feel the coarse hair on his arms scbang uncomfortably against my smooth skin. Satisfied with his clasping hold on my body, the book-w,.' began fucking me in powerful, jerky and dominant strokes which made me scream out in pain.
NAHHIIIII!!!! NOOOO....!! PL...EASE....NA!!!!
My begging did not fall on deaf ears as he did respond to it, but that was only to increase the ferocity of his thrusts. With each thrust that the book-w,.' took inside me, my whole body was pushed forwards, only to meet the resistance of his right hand on my shoulder, and bounce back towards his lunging penis. Thus, even without my participation in the seemingly random to-and-fro motion, my body was meeting his thrusts half-way.
"Shout and I'm sure couple of other –w,.'s will join me here!" he snarled in between his thrusts, "That's what you want, don't you bitch? To be bred by low class people?"
Even though I wasn't able to hear the whole of his sentence, the word 'bred' reverberated in my ears. SHIT! The realization of the situation hit me harder than the book-w,.'s powerful thrusts. This low class shit-of-a-man was going to impregnate me, a married housewife and a mother of two children, a woman of considerable social standing and repute.
I simply couldn't let that happen! Immediately my body sprang into action, twisting and coiling, trying to free myself from the vicious grip of my rapist.
"Excited you have I?" he sniggered, his thrusts not even pausing momentarily.
"Please do not come inside me," I pleaded, tears returned to my eyes as I realized that I could not muster my way out of the grip he had on me, "Please...don't do this...I may get pregnant!"
The thought of getting a high class lady pregnant, the fact that he was going to ejaculate his semen inside the vagina of a married woman, drove the book-w,.' into an even more violent rage. His left hand left my waist and grasped my breasts, such that my right breast was in his palm while the left one was being squeezed by his forearm. His grip around my breasts was stronger than the one he had held on my waist, making me wince in pain on the top of the forceful thrusts.
Kneading my right breast with the palm of his left hand, the book-w,.' was in his wonderland.
He let go of my right shoulder and his right hand also came to the region of my breasts. Now both his hands were gripping my breasts on either side, strong enough to make me realize their presence. My hands were still supporting me against the wall, although his forceful fucking had brought me a lot closer to the wall than what I had originally been. So his only grip on me were his hands (on my breasts), and obviously his penis (deep inside me). I felt him lean in such that there was no gap between our bodies. I realized that he had unbuttoned his shirt because I could feel the hair on his chest pricking at my back.
Still sobbing, I continued to whimper my requests of not ejaculating inside my unprotected vagina.
My eyes snapped shut, my teeth clenched, I tried my best not to vomit and held my breath, as I felt the tip of his penis rubbing at the wet lips of my vulva. Even though my vulva was dripping wet, I could make out that his glans was soaking with precum as it released a sort of heat when it came in contact with my moist vulval lips.
It may have been the stress, the fear or the helplessness of the moment, but whenever I replay the scene in my mind, I realize that it was me who had thrust my hips back, just slightly, to welcome the budging head of the book-w,.''s penis into the folds of my vulval lips and further inside my going- to-be-defiled body.
My body was thrown forwards as the book-w,.' slid his erect penis into my vagina. I had felt his body tense for the forceful lunge into my womanhood, however, the combination of my dripping wet vulva and his precum soaked glans made it seem like a walkover. In one violently smooth motion, he was embedded inside me right till his base.
AAGHHH!! I heard his loud moan of pleasure as he gently rotated his pelvis, as if to get a good feel of the inside of my vagina. But, that was the end of the gentleness that he had in store for me, his decent lady!
Enraged by a sudden animalistic lust, the book-w,.' grabbed me powerfully at my right shoulder with his right hand, pulling my body backwards towards him. His left hand was wrapped tightly around my waist, below the level of my navel. I could feel the coarse hair on his arms scbang uncomfortably against my smooth skin. Satisfied with his clasping hold on my body, the book-w,.' began fucking me in powerful, jerky and dominant strokes which made me scream out in pain.
NAHHIIIII!!!! NOOOO....!! PL...EASE....NA!!!!
My begging did not fall on deaf ears as he did respond to it, but that was only to increase the ferocity of his thrusts. With each thrust that the book-w,.' took inside me, my whole body was pushed forwards, only to meet the resistance of his right hand on my shoulder, and bounce back towards his lunging penis. Thus, even without my participation in the seemingly random to-and-fro motion, my body was meeting his thrusts half-way.
"Shout and I'm sure couple of other –w,.'s will join me here!" he snarled in between his thrusts, "That's what you want, don't you bitch? To be bred by low class people?"
Even though I wasn't able to hear the whole of his sentence, the word 'bred' reverberated in my ears. SHIT! The realization of the situation hit me harder than the book-w,.'s powerful thrusts. This low class shit-of-a-man was going to impregnate me, a married housewife and a mother of two children, a woman of considerable social standing and repute.
I simply couldn't let that happen! Immediately my body sprang into action, twisting and coiling, trying to free myself from the vicious grip of my rapist.
"Excited you have I?" he sniggered, his thrusts not even pausing momentarily.
"Please do not come inside me," I pleaded, tears returned to my eyes as I realized that I could not muster my way out of the grip he had on me, "Please...don't do this...I may get pregnant!"
The thought of getting a high class lady pregnant, the fact that he was going to ejaculate his semen inside the vagina of a married woman, drove the book-w,.' into an even more violent rage. His left hand left my waist and grasped my breasts, such that my right breast was in his palm while the left one was being squeezed by his forearm. His grip around my breasts was stronger than the one he had held on my waist, making me wince in pain on the top of the forceful thrusts.
Kneading my right breast with the palm of his left hand, the book-w,.' was in his wonderland.
He let go of my right shoulder and his right hand also came to the region of my breasts. Now both his hands were gripping my breasts on either side, strong enough to make me realize their presence. My hands were still supporting me against the wall, although his forceful fucking had brought me a lot closer to the wall than what I had originally been. So his only grip on me were his hands (on my breasts), and obviously his penis (deep inside me). I felt him lean in such that there was no gap between our bodies. I realized that he had unbuttoned his shirt because I could feel the hair on his chest pricking at my back.
Still sobbing, I continued to whimper my requests of not ejaculating inside my unprotected vagina.
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