Ted Win

THE SITUATION COULDN'T BE WORSE!

She found herself in her own home, completely cornered by the person she hated most in her life, and receiving a horrible kiss from him.

"Mmm!"

She tried her best to get away from her bulky attacker, but his 110 kg weight and his tight grip on her completely prevented her from doing so. Ted wasted no time and began to unleash his dark imagination, taking possession of Sam's monumental front.

"Hhm...mmmmmhhh!"

The president wanted with all her might to deliver a powerful kick to the fat man's groin that would knock him to the ground, but his devil's breath had completely disoriented her senses and left her stunned.

That, combined with her aroused body, had her at the mercy of this degenerate young man. The nauseating kiss lasted for five long and tedious minutes until Ted rudely broke contact, laughing with excitement.

"He he he he he...fuck, you don't know how long I've been dreaming about this...he he...how many nights I've jerked off imagining taking you," he said, letting out his excitement and stench as he spoke.

Samantha couldn't respond, trying not to breathe the same air the fat man was exhaling. Using that, Ted directed his lust to her breasts and went on the attack.

"Oooh...nooooo...noooo...stop...grrr...stop you bastard...oohhh...ahhhh...AHHHHHHH...NOOOOOOO"

Unleashing everything he'd learned watching porn, Ted gave each of her breasts intense hickeys, leaving a noticeable mark on each one. To add to her misery, Sam's ultra-hot body responded to the **** by increasing her arousal even further, bringing her to the brink of orgasm.

"Mhhh... that's it... grrr... you're enjoying it, bitch... hmmm... accept who you really are," said the fat man.

"AYYYY... AYYYY... OOOOOHHH... STOP... OOOOH... STOP... I DON'T WANT THIS... OOOOOOOOH!" The president screamed, more at her own body than at Ted.

Samantha didn't want to admit it. She hated to admit it, but he was right; deep down, she wanted it. All her sexual instincts told her that this would give her greater pleasure, and her body sought ways to be closer to Ted. Against her will, her body rubbed against his, quickly reaching orgasm.

“Oh... no... oh... ahhhhh.”

Her uncontrollable orgasm exploded. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her vaginal fluids spurted out so much that her vibrator was ejected.

“Ha ha ha ha ha... You came like a common slut!... ha ha ha ha... I wish I could have recorded it... so everyone could see the real Samantha Silva,” Ted mocked, gloating in his triumph.

The young woman could barely hear the man's words. They were like a distant noise; she was so lost in her orgasm that pleasure was the only thing her brain registered.

“OG... OH... FUCKING MOTHER... AYYYYY... HMMM...AYYYY”

His relentless arousal caused her to lose any shred of reasoning. She didn't know who he was, or where he was, much less the name of the person in front of her; there was only lust within her.

Suddenly, she wrapped herself around Ted so roughly that he felt her hard nipples graze his skin like stone.

"Wow... that's how I like it," Ted exclaimed happily.

"Grr... hmm... ahh... ahhh," was all Sam said.

Instead of responding, she just rubbed harder, salivating and moaning softly. The chaotic being Sam had become underwent another transformation when she caught a delicious scent that filled her with euphoria.

"Grr... sniff... sniff... hmmm... how delicious... sniff sniff... oooh... I'm getting the urge to... ohhhhhh."

That magnificent smell came from Ted himself, a scent that awakened something in her she never thought she possessed. A torrent of obscene ideas flooded her mind, all of them with two clear objectives: TED AND MATING!

“hmm... Sniff Sniff... delicious... grrrr... I need... I need it so much... ahhhhhh”

A confident smile on the fat man's face made it clear he knew exactly what was happening to her; it was something she'd been waiting for.

“Tell me... stupid bitch, tell me. What do you need?” he asked, licking his lips, sure of his answer.

Sam let out a sexy, long moan before her eyes fell on the face of the source of that smell.

“aaaaaaaaaaaaaah...I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!”