He fucked her!

As Liz struggled harder in the chair, she kicked at Brian, striking him in the thigh with the toe of her pump, catching him only inches below his groin. Grabbing her ankle, firmly with his right hand, and holding on tightly, Brian said ?Let?s play nice, now!?

As he held her ankle in his hand, his fingers felt the silky smoothness of the black nylon which made her legs look and feel especially sexy. Then imagining how it would feel to have Liz's legs locked around his waist, while he fucked her made his cock grow stiff beneath his jeans.

Looking down, admiring Liz's legs, he got a glimpse under her skirt, to that ?special area? that he wanted to explore so badly. As he stared between her thighs, his cock strained hard against his zipper and his lust for her grew uncontrollable. He had to have her, NOW!

Quickly reaching out with his free hand, Brian grabbed the bottom of Liz?s skirt and yanked it upward, bunching it at her waist. Then, without pausing, his fingers raced to the waistband of her pantyhose and quickly darted beneath it. As he began to pull on her pantyhose, his fingers slipped further inside them, suddenly making contact with the lacy waistband of her frilly, white, cotton panties.

As his fingers continued inside her panties, they worked their way through the soft, silky pubic hair that covered Liz?s vagina. As she felt his fingers go inside her panties, Liz flailed harder and screamed ?OH GOD, HELP ME! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!?

With his one hand probing beneath her panties, Brian used his other hand to tear out the crotch of her pantyhose. As the sound of tearing fabric filled Liz?s office, he moved to her panties, pulling and tearing until he had ripped them open from her crotch to the lacy white waistband. With her vagina now exposed through the tattered fabric of her pantyhose and underwear, Brian looked down and admired the treasure that awaited him between Liz's thighs, and stroked his fingers through her thick forest of silky pubic hair.

Then, quickly moving one hand to his waist, he unbuckled his belt. Quickly opening his pants, he dropped his jeans and briefs to his knees and grabbed hold of his cock. Then, stroking it slowly and firmly with his hand, he aided it in reaching its full, erect stature. Brian was definitely well endowed in the cock department. His 10 inch rod had proven to be too much for many of his female conquests, over the years. And as he watched his eager soldier standing at attention, he smiled as contemplated what he was about to do to Liz and wondered if she was woman enough to handle all of him.

"Will I be able to get all of it inside her?", he thought to himself. "Or am I going to have to **** it into her and make it fit?". Grabbing Liz's other ankle, he decided it was time to find out.

Brian rolled Liz's chair against the wall of her office. Then, holding both of her ankles, he **** her flailing legs apart and stepped forward, positioning himself between her thighs. Now, pinning her firmly against her chair he moved towards her until the head of his massive cock was positioned only inches from the opening of her vagina. Then, he stopped and waited. Looking down at Liz, with a crazed smile, he said "Nice cunt, baby. I think it needs to get fucked?.

Pushing his hips forward, he guided the head of his cock towards Liz until it made contact with the opening of her vagina. Then, he stopped, again. Seeing him standing between her thighs and feeling his cock pressing against her, its swollen head moving in circles through her pubic hair, Liz began to sob and pleaded with him, hoping she could appeal to his conscience. "Oh God Brian, please stop! Please don't **** me", she whimpered. I'm married and I have three children."

Smiling, Brian stood silently, for a moment and began gently rotating his hips, causing the head of his cock to make gentle, circular strokes across the opening of her cunt, occasionally disappearing from view as it slipped beneath the fabric of her torn underwear and pantyhose.

Then, sliding back through her silky soft cunt fur, Brian paused his swollen "helmet" just outside the opening of Liz's cunt. Continuing to torment her with the head of his cock, he sneered at her and said, "Lets address all your concerns Liz. First," he told her "NOT getting fucked is not an option. You ARE going to get fucked. Second, married women make me hot, and you in particular. Third, the fact that you have children only means you've had a lot of experience getting fucked."

As Brian continued to rub his cock against Liz's opening , she resumed pleading with him. "Please don't do this to me, Brian. Please don't fuck me!", she begged.

Ignoring her pleas, Brian smirked at Liz and said "You can save your breath Liz. But I AM going to give you some choices." Pausing, he continued "I'm going to fuck you and I'm going to make you beg for it, you have **** there. But, just to be fair, I am going to let you choose how you want to be fucked. Do you want me to fuck you nice and slow? Or, do you want me to fuck you fast and get it over with. Which way do you want it??"

Liz screamed at him "I DON'T want it at all! I don't want you to do this to me! PLEASE DON'T DO IT!" Listening to her plead made Brian feel superior and caused him to smile from ear-to-ear. "Not such a tough bitch now, are you Liz?" Brian sneered. Then, he pushed forward until the head of his cock just started to enter the opening of Liz's vagina. Then he stopped, again, and held it in position, just barely inside her and laughed, "Whoa, Liz! You are really tight. You must not get it much from your husband."

As Liz felt Brian's cock begin to enter her, she gasped and cried out "NO! STOP! PLEASE STOP!" As she felt him holding the head of his cock inside her, she squirmed backwards and shifted her weight against the back of her chair, hoping his cock would slip out of her. Unable to push back far enough, however, Liz could still feel the unwanted intrusion, just inside her opening.

Then looking down at her he said, "Well baby, hurry and decide. How do you want it?"

Realizing that her worst fears were about to come true and that Brian WAS going to **** her, Liz closed her eyes and tried to consider how she could possibly answer his question. All she wanted was for him to leave her alone so she could go home to her husband. She didn't want him to fuck her so why should she have to tell him HOW she wanted him to fuck her. She didn't want either option he offered her so she didn't want to answer at all, but she knew she had to tell him something. Otherwise, he might kill her.

Then, Liz felt Brian pushing again, as his cock slid slightly further into her. Suddenly she blurted out her answer...