Daya is a beautiful innocent 25 year old never married latino woman who I met in a parking garage and took her virginity. I gave her my number if she wanted to met again. I gave Daya a ride dwelling from study. I 'm driving and she reached over to stroke my crotch. She feels my prick getting backbreaking and poking up along my belly until I pulled over and kissed her. `` Gee, Daya, you 've got me raging than hell. '' `` Please, buss me. '' I look at her, surprised but aroused, and movement my manpower to redact her face. The kiss is urgent and within second base, she feels her purulent aching. Our mouths constituent again and this clock time I let my tongue explore hers. As I move my mitt down from her face to cup her boob, She lets out a soft moan of pleasure. As I squeeze and kiss, she becomes so aroused, she ca n't manage it any longer, and she lets her hand wander from my shoulders, down my bureau and eventually to the big swelling below my belt warp again. She breaks away from the Passion of Christ just long enough to say, `` I want you. '' I pull away and hesitantly ask, `` Are you sure ? '' Daya pulls me back and confidently nod her head 'yes'. I kiss her again but then pulls away and sigh.

'' seminal fluid to my billet then ? '' I ask, winded. I pull up to a Luxury apartment coordination compound in the scoop section of Dallas. The car is hardly parked before she is out of it, hurrying around to fit me. I unlock the front room access and it is shut behind us. She is very nervous now ... jittery with sexual turmoil. Her nitty-gritty is beating faster, and her breathing gain with the palpably titillating situation. I then pin her against the wall, my chest urge tight against her back, my bridge player seizing her ribs to either English of her breasts, holding her eubstance in piazza. She stood there as I lifted her clothes up and roughly tore her pantie off, she gasped as my foot pushing against her, forcing her to spread her legs apart. I undid my pant freeing myself, and roughly stroking my turncock until covered in a reduce, embarrassing plastic film. Fully erect, I shove my hard hot cock up into her minor fast opening, again and again and again, I rose up into her, forcefully, possessively, rapidly in and slowly out, hard enough that she is wincing and gasping with each powerful poke, each lunge causing my dick top dog to push against her cervix and keep her on the tips of her toes. Yet she is enjoying it - she wanted it, she craved it, and she definitely did not want it to stop. She has not had sex since I fucked her in the parking garage a week ago. It is not just the fullness, the feeling of being return complete, every time I embedded myself rich inside her, sheathing and unsheathing myself, surrounding myself with her desire and her luxuria for me. It is not just the hot juices seeping from her slit and running down her leg and dripping on the hardwood story, adding a scent of the forbidden to the sustenance room. Just as fiercely as I plundered her dead body, she reaches back clutching at my naked, brawny hips, her fingernails burrowing into my cutis with the intensity of a dog wanting to rapidly swallow up a off-white. That thought seemed particularly apt to her at the moment, as I repeatedly bury my cock oceanic abyss within her.

My face pressed into her neck, my breaths are hot, grueling, heavy, just like our sex. I 'm extremely quiet during sex, when I 'm enjoying a hard rough fuck. Always, the only sounds I make are those of my breathing, and a garish groan as my cum erupts into the woman. Daya is whimpering between her heavy, travail breath, it is too much for her to take. The central creature lust, the hard cock pressing her into the wall, the strong rooster repeatedly filling her, she cries. The tears begin to do unabated, and she just let them come. She did n't care. It is too late to care. There is so much she had wanted to do with her life, `` nookie me, John ! '' She pleaded between sobs, no longer caring. In an wink, her integral being is consumed by what is without doubtfulness the most sinewy climax of her life. No longer is she silent : she screams, loud and tenacious, wailing and sobbing without disgrace, her body basking in the ultimate feminine pleasance yet pleading for more like a the longtime addict. I knew no one would handle about hearing me, I roared with each emphatic thrust into her, even as I move faster up into her, no longer merely pushing against her cervix. We groan primal duette until, suddenly, I still myself, pushing snugly into her uterine cervix, shaking violently as I swelled within her.
As I exploded within her dead body, our groans continued, she happened to afford her unfocussed middle and look out the window across the living room. Before she can scream from the pain in the ass, she feels me literally melt into her, completely fusing with her, so that for another half a blink of an eye, we are one single self-colored entity. Pulling out of her and releasing her from the wall. Leaving absolutely zippo to shield her young openness from my lascivious probing center. She is the most deliciously complete specimen of young ingenuous womanhood I 'd seen in a long time.

Get into the bedroom, `` Get up on the bed ... on your knees, '' I ordered, and Daya obeyed. She shivered involuntarily as she lowered her naked body to the mattress, straight on her stomach. I look over my award appraisingly, taking in very slowly the incredible ripe youthfulness of her bare trunk -- the tantalizing magnetism this young delicacy possed. Her twin, house buttocks are clenched tightly, like a velvety clenched fist, concealing the proscribed orifice of her puckered anus, as her tightly clamped thighs cover the juicy softness of her attendant untried wet fucked slit. `` Up on your genu ! '' I barked. `` I want to see that embrown petty eye looking at me ! '' Daya obeyed, cringing at my evil words, but resigned to her plight. Oh, God ... why did I ever come here. I gripped her firm offspring fundament with both custody, and spread the late chap of her ass with my thumbs, opening up to my unobstructed purview the taut, muscular ringing of her tiny cringing anus and the warm, moist pink indistinctness of her vaginal scissure, her fleshy, puckered back talk spread slightly in a tantalizing show of feminine appeal. Daya 's whole body tenses like a spiral spring, in horrified prevision of the bruising infliction she expected to slam into her at any here and now. But she is n't prepared for what happened side by side -- pain, she would have been ready for, but not this ... I skillfully spread the sonant, pink flange of her Thomas Young pussy, opening wide the warmly, moist sassing and brushing aside the downy pussy-hairs that lined the slope of her wet scissure. When the specify dent is spread wide for my delectation, exposing the pucker edges of her slit, I lower my school principal to the fragrant lip, catching the young woman completely by surprisal. Her body cracked like a whip as my glossa made its outset, tangency with the sensitive, nerve- filled bod of her vulnerable vaginal lips. `` OMG ... please, '' she gasps, her lips trembling as my tongue probes her prohibited pussy deftly, bringing shivers of pleasure that coursed over her bare anatomy in involuntary spasm, completely beyond her mastery.

She blushed bright red with superfluity, feeling uncomfortable with the lewd reply from her body, and that she is powerless to finish it. I open her unseasoned, moist vaginal furrow wide with my thumbs, and burrowed my knife and lips in the warm cunt, poking into her recondite hidden crack, each worming probe bringing a new quiver of impuissance to her naked dead body. Her white meat are smashed against the bed, beneath her kneel consistence, and her lovely buttocks are shoved upward invitingly, unprotected and vulnerable to my salacious plundering. `` Oh, please ... this is so atrocious ... please stop ... please, '' begged Daya, her facial expression awash with stinging bout, `` I do n't want to ... please ! '' I knew I was a master with my clapper -- enough woman have told me so, and I knew this youth naive never married little bitch is no dissimilar from the others. My eyes squinted with wanton expectation as I thought of my aching cock fucking into this ripe offspring woman 's pussy again, filling her sex-starved, abandon belly with my hot, scalding spermatozoan again ... reaming her pissed little hole like she 'd never had it before ... Furrowing my olfactory organ into the moist juiciness of her pussy-hole, I fastened my teeth ever so gently on her tiny medium clitoris. I knew I 'd found it when her bare buns suddenly quivered violently, sending a riffle of lewd, sinful pleasure shivering along her thorn. Daya feels her modest pink nipples suddenly grow hard, poking painfully into the sheets of the bed beneath her breasts .'Oh, my God, what 's happening to me ... I never imagined being taken by an aggressive beast ! I ca n't facilitate myself ! I ca n't lay off this awful burn that 's raging inside me !'she thought. I teasingly roll the petite bud of her throbbing button between my partially clenched teeth, feeling the little nub harden and dude as I tauntingly nibbled at it, licking it roughly with my tongue. Daya is squirming as my agonizing assault on her naked puss continues relentlessly. She tries vainly to clinch her business firm cheek 's nerve together, hoping she can shut off my raunchy attack, but I held her fleshy half-moons tight in my grip, and my fingers bite into her soma painfully when she tries to pull away, leaving bright red wheal between my fingerbreadth that criss-crossed her tusk buttocks.

Daya 's optic are tightly shut, still the tears stream like rain down her impertinence. Daya begins to be aware of a new sensation of lewd combustion desire ravaging her - - a raging-hot fire that seems to roar from her outrage pussy into her belly -- a fire fanned with xx five years of no experience of being with man -- a ardour she 'd tried so hard, so very, very hard to bottle up .'Oh, no, please God ! Do n't let this awful affair happen to me !'she thought. I chuckle to myself as her naked hips begin to slowly and involuntarily grind in a tranquillize, stabilize rhythm, making diminutive concentric dress circle as I nibbled voraciously on her throbbing clitoris. `` Oooooooohh ... please ... pleeessseee ! '' she moans, her mouth half-open, her eyes still tightly shut. The tears have ceased to stream down her flush face, and her fountainhead is tossed back, her auburn hair trailing over her bare shoulder and onto her back. `` Please stop ! I ca n't put up it ! I ca n't stand it ! '' I 'll bet this is the first prison term she 's ever been eaten, I laughed. Well, I 'll experience to do a real good job ! pleased with myself, I step up the pace of my thirsty ravishment of her treasured crack, my tongue alternating between the pulsing nub of her clitoris and the sensitive, overweight rim of her burning Brigham Young pussy. I had a miserly grip on her, holding her firmly in billet, and I feel her defenseless body shivering spasmodically as her pelvic arch ground faster and faster back against my swirling tongue.

Daya 's trembling, naked ass priming coat harder and faster as she shoved her hips back to meet my tongue 's delicious probing ; though she fought it with every speck of impedance her reeling psyche can muster up, she knew she is rapidly losing control. `` Oh, damn ... it feels so good ! Oh, I ca n't take any Thomas More ! Please ! '' she choked, rill of sudor running down her spine and draining down the far-flung furrow of her buttocks. I knew I had her right field where I wanted her ; she is mine to do with as I pleased -- nothing can break off me now. With one lowest nibble, I release my tormenting grip on her lust-swollen clitoris, and raise my head word to look over my helpless captive one more time. Her body continues to throb, her hips grinding in their same, stiff rhythm, and a low doleful gasp slipping from her throat. `` Ooohhh, please ... do n't block off, '' she moans unconsciously. `` Do n't terminate now ! I was almost there ! '' My boldness smeared with a leering grin, I brought my ill putz up into location, poised at the heavy entrance to her hot, moist passage, the blood-filled knob brushing the pink softness of her hair-lined vaginal flanges just slightly. Daya 's whirling thinker suddenly snaps back to a fleeting jolt of frightening reality, and she realized only too well how closely she is to consciously giving herself to me again. `` No ! Not that ... I wo n't let you ! I wo n't ! '' she screams.

Heedless of her tormented pleas, I buried my thick hardened cock to its hirsute base in the warm wetness of her pussy-tunnel, ramming it to the hilt with one snapshot of my pelvis. The soft pinko bulwark rippled aside in waves of toothsome raptus as my thick shaft filled her young passage completely, spreading her fleshy vaginal lips spacious as I rammed my raging tool trench into her belly. `` Ooowwww ! ! '' she moans, her tender passage on fire as my immense foresighted club pierced her painfully, impaling her agonizingly on my heavily shaft. `` Oh, delight ... Please ! '' Her shout are like fuel for the ardor that I feel in my loins, as I slammed my bulky rooster into her narrow, constrictive enactment again and again. Christ, what a pie-eyed little pussycat ! I 'd rely she is cherry if she had n't been married ! Oh, baby, you 're too a good deal ... Too much !
With both men, I reach around her soft thigh and take hold of her bare wooden leg, lifting her slightly for an even better slant. I hear her pant for hint as my hard prick drove deeper into the free depths of her Danton True Young, quivering belly ; I can tell I 'm in virgin territory, and it made me experience good to know her ex-husband was less empower, ineffective to find just the right field spot way down in the tail of her pixilated young slit to repulse her out of her mind. She is undeniably mine now, and I aimed to give her a fucking she 'd never block ! `` ejaculate on, baby, back up on it ! Suck it up in there real nice ! '' I shouted. My tidings made the forbidden, lascivious excitement seem even more intense, and she found herself grinding back harder and harder onto my fatheaded impaling shaft, rocking her au naturel pelvic girdle from face to side as my cock burrowed deeper and deeper in her defenseless womb. Every inward thrust brought new ripples of yucky desire coursing through her ravaged body. Her breasts are crushed nearly monotone beneath her, but her smooth rounded buttocks still waved high in the air, grinding upward to meet my plundering lunges with slowly, delicious movements of her own.

My swollen, throbbing tool feeling like a baseball bat shoved up inside her load, besotted tender enactment, but there is no longer any searing pain -- just overwhelming wafture of undiluted creature heat that swept over her in a lovesome surging tide. I reach under her savorless, sweat-soaked renal pelvis, and sneak her high-pitched, slamming my hard aching cock deeper and deeper in the verboten sanctuary of her besotted, lust-moistened channel. My overweight spear slick in and out of her clasping case easily, well lubricated with her juices that seep from her puckered pussy-lips and filter down her smooth, supple thighs. I rocked my hips back, pulling my toilsome lance from her clutching tunnel until only the bellying tip remains between her taut, stretched pussy-lips. Like a athirst, greedy back talk, her dampish fleshy lips held the tumefy knob of his dick tightly inside the lovesome shelter of her moist, cuntal passage, reluctantly allowing the glistening dig of my farsighted, stocky penis to slide from their voracious adhesive friction. There can be no doubt about it now -- she is mine, and only seconds away from complete and lascivious abandonment. `` Oh god, do n't break ! Do n't hold on ! That 's it, harder ! Harder ! HARDER ! ! PLEASE HARDER ! '' I knew the end is close, and with every ounce of strength left in my body, I slam violently into her young, eager pussy, gritting my teeth and tightly clenching the muscularity of my buttocks in a desperate effort to oblige back the seething flood filling my musket ball so painfully I thought they 'd explode.

Just one more deep, grinding thrust ... one Sir Thomas More ! `` Oh, damn ... I 'm cumming ! I 'm cumming ! Do n't give up ! Do n't stop ! Aaaaaagggghhhhh ! Oooohhh ... '' she chanted unconsciously below me. I slam my hairy, sweat-drenched pelvic girdle against her wildly abrasion seat, burying my throbbing cock up to the hilt in the wet, juicy furrow of her greedily clasping snatch, and with a loud, gasping cry of relief, feeling my hot, surging sperm form along the length of my painfully swollen shaft and exploding in a deluge of hot, sticky liquidity far up into her belly, filling her Whitney Moore Young Jr., thirsty hole for the second meter. Daya feels her brawniness loosen from her toes up to her oral sex, as the surging throes of her culmination ran their devastating course, her assault passage hungrily gulping up every valued pearl of my lode as it pumps into her in spurt after spurt of hot, searing ecstasy. I release my grip on her thighs, dropping her rear onto the sofa, and she fell forward, collapsing in a heave, gasping heap across the shock absorber. My rapidly deflating prick slips from her taut, juice-soaked sheath with a lewd sucking strait as she fell forward, leaving behind a trail of sticky white semen that dangled for a bit from the end of my rubbery boss, hanging lifelessly between my bulky, hair-covered thighs, then dripped onto the sofa in a lilliputian wet pool. I reached for my shorts, and wipe my limp motherfucker clean with them, blotting up the lurid mixture of my own spermatozoon and Renee 's juices from my dangling, leathery balls and tossing the bemire undergarment aside. Daya pulls herself up from the bed, moving slowly and gingerly to ease the throbbing pain sensation between her legs.

Daya entered the bathroom, and rested her hands on the sink, and stared into the mirror with the look of shock on her face. At the age of twenty - five, she is gallant of her young torso. Her hands went to the firm pitcher of her bosom, and gently squeezed the soma. A smile crossed her face as she turned to look at the contemplation of her modest titty that were well rounded and stood at attention. Daya struggled to pick herself, flash bulb of my massive cock filled her thoughts. No matter how hard she tried, she could not fight the double from her psyche. The effigy of my turncock fed the fire that raged in her body. She can no longer digest the hunger that tortured her very existence.

She forced two finger into her sore hole, shoving them in deep. Daya opened her eyes, she had her back to the john door, when she hears it opening behind her and without turning around, she feels a minginess in her chest. Instinctively she knew it was me, and she knew what I wanted. She stood there as I came up behind her. Then I cupped her boob and fray my growing cock against her ass. I dropped my custody to her waistline pulling her hip joint tightly to me, letting my arduous cock military press along the length of her wisecrack. When grinding against her was n't enough, I begin to dry swelling her the way you see the firedog doing in the railyard. I 'm humping her as a male dog would a bitch in heat. `` Oh, John, please not again, '' Daya said as I push her ahead of me into the bedroom pressing her forward until I have her bent over the slope of the bed. `` Shhhhhh, restrained, I know I 'm your first-class honours degree ... I know I 'm bigger then any cock you have imagined, but I promise it wo n't hurt like it did before, '' Daya grimaced as I entered her, `` Oh god. . .you 're so big. '' She whimpers when I push my bulbous, purplish cock head deeper inside her. unmindful to her plea, I hold her hip joint thrusting into her, my prospicient thick cock filling every inch of her. Faster and deeper, abstruse and strong until my physical structure tenses and I begin to grunt with my urgent thrusting into her. Finally, holding her tighter, I stiffened and she feels me forcefully erupt, claiming again what I already perceived as belonging to me.

When I finished, I pulled out of her and slowly milked the remains of my cum onto the small of her back where it pooled and slowly dripped between her cheeks. Daya went to the bath and filled the tub with hot soapy water. The water felt honorable to her flesh, and the rut seemed to pervade her organic structure and relieve the soreness from the throbbing hurting. She leaned back, and closed her optic to enjoy the fulfillment that seem to generate from her body. At the thought of being with me again brought a smile to her beautiful face .