Rough Pleasures

"That depends on what you have in mind, Lance", I called back, clearly amused. I found myself with a rapidly growing smile upon my face.

He gave me a naughty look, which was the only reply he gave, before reaching out and drawing me close. I felt my cheeks blush, and heard myself chuckle as he forcefully pulled me against his body. I feel my tities jiggle forcefully pulling me tight against him. We kissed then, his hands rubbing along my body. Swiftly, his hand is grabbing my ass cheek, squeezing it hard, as we share a passionate kiss.

As our lips part, he moves once again with a quick burst of speed. In no time flat, a hand shoots out and grabs me around the sides of my neck. His hand tightened, as he choked me.

My cheeks take on a much brighter hue of red, and he guides me into a kneeling position, though now facing away from him. I felt s surge of pleasure from being so roughly handled and being suddenly so helpless before him. I felt my legs being spread apart, and my horny body shivered with need and anticipation. Even as he holds me around the neck with one hand, I hear his pants unzip and fall to the ground. With a quick, sudden energy, he tied my hands together behind me, my arms crossed across my back. I was helpless to him, and I heard myself cry out in pleasure. I found myself surprised by how much I loved being helpless before him. I was on my knees, legs spread wide, and bent far over at the waist, and all I could think about was his hard cock pounding me. I wanted it, needed it as I never felt a need for anything before.

It felt like forever, but in reality, only moments passed before his thick, rock-hard cock plunged deep inside of my pussy. I gasped at the touch, as orgasmic pleasure flooded through me. my whole body quivered in desire, in pleasure, as he brought his other hand up to join the first, and I felt them tighten in unison around my neck. I moan quietly, offering no resistance as we plunged his cock deep into me, using particularly vigorous, quick, motions. His thrusts into me were hard, deep and quite forceful as he took me. Another quiet moan escaped my lips, while not nearly as loudly as normal, but not due to any lack of pleasure; the truth was, the whole experience was amazing. Powerful orgasms rock through me, as he uses me for his passions.

I hit a climax quickly, as he thrust into me even faster. His speed becomes more akin to a jackhammer and the **** of each thrust was like a sledgehammer. Pleasure, pain, and excitement all merged into an amazing feeling of sexual indulgence. I loved every moment of it, as I was forcefully taken.

I released I was trusting him completely, a complete stranger I just met earlier today. None of that mattered to me now. so long as the moment did not end. getting taken, and getting used was all I could think of. Only desire I knew.

I moaned quietly, and sensually, as a particularly powerful orgasm overtook me, followed swiftly by another climax. In what seemed like forever of pure pleasure, but in reality, it did not last nearly that long, I felt him shoot a load of his seed deep within my body. It ended with a few more thrusts, not nearly as forceful as before, but enough to provide me with additional pleasure, as the remainder of his load was placed inside of me.

He pulled out, leaving an empty void of sorts in its wake. I felt his seed squish inside me and smiled at the feeling. His hands left my neck, and as I gasped for breath, turn to look at him. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. We kissed again, a quick but passionate movement.

Just as we finished kissing, but before we could speak, Chris walked in with a box of clothing. I saw him look down at us. His friend with b his pants down, my complete nakedness, and my arms tied behind me. He smiled ruefully at us and said "Well, you have an odd idea of helping. . . one that I can get behind. Talking about getting behind. . .