Chicken out and stall

You are literally aching to have Dan, to jump his bones and fuck the shit out of him, to feel his fat cock erupting inside of you and flooding your womb with his cream. But… you can’t bring yourself to do it. As much as you want him, you can’t do that to John. He trusts you, with all of his heart, and he loves you completely. You just can’t bring yourself to violate that trust no matter how earth-shatteringly awesome it would feel to fuck Dan right here, right now.

“Yeah, well,” you begin, “I guess I’ll get over it. It’s just a silly little thing. I mean, I love him. I can sacrifice some of my sexual needs for him, you know?” You slide a little to the left on the couch, away from Dan so he doesn’t get the wrong idea.

He looks at you hesitantly. “Wait, what?” he says, confused.

“What?” you reply.

“What, that’s it?” he says, now more aggressively. “You’re just gonna tease me like that? Like, you were five seconds from having sex with me and then, suddenly nothing?”

Your cheeks flush, knowing that he could obviously tell you almost did it. You hate yourself for even considering it. “Look, Dan,” you explain, “I’m sorry if you got the wrong idea, I just… I just needed to vent for a minute, that’s all. I thought you wouldn’t mind listening. I didn’t mean to like, cross a line or anything.”

“You can’t just… get me all excited like that and then pull away!” he shouts at you, standing up. You notice a rather intimidatingly-large bulge in the front of his pants. “See, Anna? See what you did to me, talking all dirty like that?”

“Oh. Oh my” you say, stunned by this sudden turn of events. “Look, Dan. Maybe you should leave.”

“To hell with that!” he yells. “You got me all hard, you little slut, now what are you going to do about it?”

“Nothing!” you yell back, “And I won’t be talked to like this in my own home!” But it doesn’t seem to deter him, as he begins unbuttoning his pants, which he quickly drops to the floor along with his underwear, his enormous, angry cock popping it in all its glory. “Jesus! Get out, get the fuck out of here you sick fuck!” you scream.

“Fuck that.” he states matter-of-factly as he grabs your arm. “I’m going to fuck you right now, you little goddamn slutty tease! And you’re going to like it! I’m gonna fuck you like that pussy boyfriend of yours won’t!”

You try to pull away, but Dan’s powerful arms keep you stuck in place. He throws you onto the floor and you land on your back, panting heavily and attempting to crawl backwards away from him. He gets on top of you and you swat at him, but he grabs your arm to stop you. You swing at him with the other arm and he grabs that on too, and then uses his grip on you to flip you onto your back.

He angrily grabs at your panties, yanking them upward, the thin material stinging your pussy as he pulls on them roughly. You hear him growl and then feel him lean in and tear them off with his teeth before grabbing your ass cheeks and spreading them apart. You feel so helpless, so ****, so… aroused? You’re confused about how this situation is affecting you emotionally, but then again, you’ve always had something of a **** fantasy and his forcefulness is really doing something to you.

You hear Dan spit and feel a droplet of saliva land directly on your labia, followed by the feeling of his bulging cock head smearing it around your exposed lips. You decided you weren’t going to fuck Dan, but it’s not really cheating if he forces himself on you right? On the other hand, you told him no. And no should always mean no.