Let him have you

You look over at your boyfriend again, imagining him turning his head, opening his eyes, and seeing you in this position. Maybe if you can stop the guy now, you can prevent having to explain any of this. By this point, though, you feel the fleshy hardness of the stranger's cock prodding at your wet pussy. "Ah," you moan. Next thing you know, the guy has your legs bent up and is pushing himself into you. Instead of struggling further, instead of hitting him or screaming again, you give in. You submit. You let this stranger claim you.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, you buck your hips up, impaling yourself completely onto his shaft all the way to the base. Your clit even touches and rubs against the hard muscles of his lower abdomen. It feels fantastic, and your womanly desires demand more friction, so you start to gyrate before he can him begin to pound you. You roll your hips, rubbing yourself off against him, moaning, yet refusing to look at him. Your eyes remain always on your boyfriend.

Was it fear that he might wake up? Or fear that you were really fucking another man? Whatever it was, it glued your eyes to your boyfriend the entire time you let this stranger fuck you. Though, right now, it was more you fucking him than the other way around.

That did not last though. With a couple of grunts, he grabbed your hips tight and pinned you flush to the bed. Then he started pounding you properly, pulling his shaft out until just the tip remained inside of you, then driving it in again with all his might. He did this repeatedly, growing faster, more feverish. Likewise, you grew more feverish too. Frantically bucking, grinding, your breathing nothing more than a pant.

"Yes, yes, yes," you called over and over as this stranger fucked you. He had grown silent, only grunting when he thrust. His cock felt so huge now, and you could tell by the way it was throbbing that he was soon to cum. You, too, were about to experience one incredible orgasm. You also realized that with the guy in his current state you had **** on where he would shoot. You could only wait and see.