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Chapter 17 by Hvast Hvast

Any pulses now?

Relief - No Pulses

Emily's mall uniform doesn't hold for long against your ravenous hands. You undress her like a **** would, tearing her bra off and groping her breasts with abandon before moving downwards and undressing her to her fancy red panties. Obviously, she expected to have a steamy time after her date today. She tries to say something but you silence her with another kiss, pinning her against the wall with one hand while you jerk your pants down with the other.

You do not spare her panties from destruction, not something you would do in a normal state of mind, but now all you can think about is filling her up. Your cock throbs as your fingers grab the red silk-like cloth and rip it apart with savage movement. Emily gasps in surprise and tries to break the kiss only to have herself pushed into a wall harder.

You are the one to break the kiss moments later, "Spread your legs!" you order harshly. Her eyes are wide open from this level of aggression coming from you, but she does as told. One cruel vision after another call for you to devastate her in numerous ways, to bring pain and humiliation, to break her spirit, to tame her body...

"Fuck! It is insanity," you hear yourself growl as you thrust inside her roughly, feeling her tightness enveloping your dick completely. She cries out in pain, then, to your relief, moans in pleasure. She is wet and ready to accept even this rough ride. You fuck her hard against the cold concrete, losing yourself more and more in each powerful thrust.

Some passerby come your way only to quickly turn around. Both of you are past bothering who it was. Your and her hands clasp together, nails digging into each other's flesh. Hips collide violently, bodies sweat, groans and grunts echo through the narrow alley... you never experienced such intensity before. And yet, you still have to fight numerous urges: to squeeze her breasts and twist her nipples, to bite into her neck, to call her names, to turn her around and devastate her ass.

You feel yourself coming closer to an orgasm, it is going to be a big one too. Emily seems close as well, judging by her wild moans and how she squeezes your cock with her walls meeting every thrust. It makes you want to ruin her womb even more, to breed her like a bitch you want her to be right now. But sanity slaps you again, reminding that this is your friend you are fucking, not some random woman.

"John...John! I am coming!" Emily moans loudly reminding you that it is still consensual sex. That reminder is enough for you to let go, to finally allow yourself to cum inside her, filling her up until your cock starts throbbing from the overload of sensations. Her orgasm hits seconds later, making her cry out in blissful release.

You slowly pull out ending this wild ride. Both of you collapse on the wall, trying to catch your breaths. You still can't believe what just happened between you and Emily but you feel better. Even visions of **** went away, at least for now.

"Did it help?" Emily asks in a low voice, her face flushed red from exhaustion.

"Yes. I think," you respond. "Thank you. It was... you know."

Emily starts gathering her partially ruined clothes. "Now let's get to your home. With men being... so strange. I don't want to be caught alone."

Do you get her home or will a late pulse arrive?

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