Time to get fucked

Chad does not answer with words, but with deeds. As he looms over you, you feel your body take an instinctive step back. And another one. And another one. And then, the wall hits your shoulders. As Chad places his hands on the wall next to your shoulders, you suddenly feel very small.

"Work something out? I'd rather put something in." he says, as you feel his breath tickle your face. Your body is conflicted, one side just nerves and a smidgen of fear and the other dripping arousal.

Ah fuck it, Aaron isn't loyal either with his porn

You reach out, fingers trailing from his broad chest, over his rock hard abs, down to his bulge. You feel something reacting to your tender ministrations.

"I just _need _that itch to be scratched. No foreplay, just-" is what you managed to bring out before Chad interrupts you, his lips crashing down on yours. You feel one of his hands slide down your body, before strong fingers grab your ass. As he gropes you, you feel him pull back for just a second.

"No words except for _more _and harder, understood Becky?"

You reply with a grunt and you let your hand slide in his shorts. Fishing out Chads dick, you feel it grow and harden in your hand.

God, that's a big dick.

You feel Chads fingers slide around the waistband of your tight yoga pants and with a single swipe, they bunch around your ankles. You place the tip of his cock between your legs, hoping to entice with your dripping wet slit.

You look up, his piercing blue eyes staring at you like a predator that has caught its prey. You feel the first letters of _please _form on your tongue when suddenly - _PRESSURE - PAIN - PLEASURE. _With a single thrust, Chad has spread your legs and penetrated. The sudden intrusion hurts, _but it hurts so good. _Again and again, you feel Chad taking you, the pain fading in front of the unlimited pleasure.
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Finally a man is taking me.

His hands roam your body, a touch here, a caress there. And your body replies. Every pinch is answered by a shudder, every thrust by a moan. As Chads cock ploughs your field, you feel tensions you did not know you had, dissipate. Thrust after thrust, you feel your body bend just a bit more to his whims, to his cock. Any nerves or doubts you had before have long been fucked away and replaced by pleasure.

Your arms and legs embrace Chad, as your mind forgets about Aaron. He and his porn have made room for Chad and his cock. Only moans leave your mouth as Chad conquers you.

And the man dominating you, fucking away every strand of stress and every whimsical worry, notices it too.

"To who do you belong, Becky?"