A big shadowy form shakes me awake

"Wake up," a voice said, and my eyes snapped open, going from the pitch-black of sleep or unconsciousness to the dark shadows of the closet. The only light came from under the door, and it wasn't enough to make out who'd spoken. All I could see what a shadow, but as it shifted it looked like a big shadow.

"I'm told you're a horny bitch who likes to fuck. That so?" he asked.

My eyes went wide and I tried to sit up, but he had a knee on my chest. The only thing to move was my head. "What?" I tried to ask, but between the bob of my head and the rag-muffled words he must've thought I said 'fuck', because I heard a zipping sound.

"Good enough for me," he said, and with thick rough fingers he found my naked pussy, dipping his digits into my slimy depths. "Damn you're wet," he said, and I just groaned.

I couldn't believe that I was getting fucked again. I hadn't wanted it before or now, but just like the first time I was getting wet and moaning at his touch.

"Here we go," he said, and I felt something big and rubbery pushing into my vagina. It hurt a little - I guess you need more than a few minutes to recover after losing your virginity - but not for long. He didn't jam it in and out like I thought he was going to do, and his hands had gone up to my breasts, unclasping my bra with an eerie ease before kneading my breasts and expertly rolling my nipples.

Before I knew it I was arching my chest towards him and he was slipping my top and bra off, face down so he could suck on my nipples. For the first time I found out how sensitive the bottoms of my breasts were as he switched to swiping his tongue along the crease between them and the rest of my body.

My groans grew to loud moans in spite of the rag, and his pace picked up. His cock was bigger than the last one, and seemed to touch more sensitive areas within me. Before I knew it I was climaxing, shuddering beneath him as he thrust relentlessly within me. I mewled into my gag as I came down from it, and started building toward another right away.

"Damn, slut, you've got a nice tight pussy. Glad you're sharing it around," he said, and I guess he was right, even though I hadn't meant to. But if this was what sex was like I wasn't going to object.

When his dick spearing me faster and faster with long hard strokes I could tell he was going to come. If he could just hold on a little more I knew I could come too.