With my right hand, I pushed her up against the wall by the nape of her neck, her face twisting to one side and pressing into the painted plasterboard. My left hand slammed the door shut, the latch clicking loudly into place, securing her and guaranteeing us some privacy.
I kicked her heeled boots to force her legs further apart, my aggressive erection pressing into the tight, black skirt containing her round arse. She grunted with discomfort. Her hands, with black nails, pressed into the wall on either side of her head, trying to relieve the pressure I was applying. She turned her head toward me as far as she could, her breath coming in short gasps.
“Get the fuck off of me,” she snarled, spitting a wad of phlegm at me, just missing my face by a few inches. She was playing the role perfectly, her fantasy coming to life.
I pressed down harder on the back of her neck, forcing her face further away, then pushed my mouth closer, growling. “Don’t you dare fucking spit at me, bitch. Try anything like that again and I’ll cut your tongue out.” I pushed her head back against the wall.
She let out a loud squeal of frustration and fear. The perfect response.
I grabbed the hem of her skirt on yanked it upwards over her arse, exposing her bare flesh and white lacy thong.
“What, so you’re going rape me?” She squealed, trying to pull her skirt down with one hand, pushing against the wall with the other, struggling and trying to turn.
“Shut the fuck up, slut,” I said, using my body to force her back into place, grabbing her wrists and pinning them at her lower back with one of my much bigger hands.
With my free hand, I ripped her thong, the thin garment breaking with a painful snap. Jessie yelped, but I paid no attention to it, instead taking the torn underwear and using it to tie her wrists behind her back.
“Fucking pervert, what are you doing? Stop!” She was squirming and struggling, making it difficult for me to tie the makeshift knot, but after a few seconds, her hands were tightly bound behind her back, the elastic digging into her pale flesh and turning it pink.
“Stop it, you can’t do this,” she whimpered, trying to kick me. I caught her ankle easily, pulling it sideways, giving me a perfect view of her pink, bald pussy.
“What a dirty whore. You shaved your pussy just for me, didn’t you?” I growled, reaching forward and roughly fingering her exposed pussy lips.
“No,” she squealed, her body tensing at the unexpected intrusion.
“Don’t lie,” I said, slapping the outside of her thigh with a hard thwack, causing her to yelp and buck her hips.
“I shaved it for my boyfriend,” she snarled, her voice dripping with feigned hatred.
“Well, he can have it after I’ve finished with it. Can’t promise he will still want you though after you’ve had my dirty cock stuffed up you,” I said, forcing her wider, spreading her further.
“Please don’t do this,” she moaned, her face flushed with excitement and arousal.
I released her ankle, leaving her pinned against the wall, and unzipped my pants.
“Get away from me,” she screamed, her body tensing as she tried to push herself away from the wall, her hands bound behind her back preventing her from moving more than a few inches.
“Stop fucking squirming,” I said, using my free hand to slap the back of her thighs, making her scream with a mixture of pain and humiliation.
My erection was straining at the front of my boxers, my cock throbbing painfully in its tight confines. I pulled the fabric down, releasing my oversized prick, a few drops of pre-cum already dripping from the half-sheathed tip.
“Please, no,” Jessie protested, her eyes glued to my thick erection.
I stepped forward and positioned myself between her open legs. Taking a fistful of hair and wrapping it around my wrist I yanked back, eliciting a squeal of surprise and pain.
“Oh god,” she wined. “At least tell me you’re going to wear a condom.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I replied, forcing the tip of my erection into her slick opening. “And no, I’m not going to wear a condom, whore. I’m going to cum in your filthy pussy and then chuck you back out on the street where you belong.”
I forced my way in, her tight, wet opening squeezing my bare cock.
“It’s too big, take it out,” she screamed, her eyes shut tightly as I buried the first few inches inside of her.
“Fuck, this is a nice pussy,” I moaned, feeling her muscles gripping me tightly.
“Stop,” she wined, trying to squirm away.
I pushed harder, my grip on her hair tightening as I forced more and more of my huge, bare cock into her.
“No,” she moaned, her breath ragged and forced.
“Yes,” I said, grabbing her waist with my free hand and pulling her towards me, filling her completely.
I held her tightly against the wall, her pussy spasming around my huge erection, her body adjusting to the size and stretching to accommodate the thick intruder.
“It hurts,” she whined, her body tense and struggling.
“Good,” I replied, slapping the side of her thigh, the skin turning red.
“You bastard,” she snarled, gritting her teeth and struggling against her bonds.
“Yeah,” I said, pulling her hips backwards and slamming her body into the wall, my cock burying itself deep inside of her.
“Fuck,” she yelled, her body tensing as my hips met her arse, the length of my cock buried completely within her again.
I could feel her body trembling, her legs shaking. Her tight pussy was gripping me like a vice, every twitch of her inner walls sending shock waves through my body.
“Such a nice, tight, little pussy,” I groaned, feeling her squeeze me.
“Take it out,” she said, her voice cracking, a slight tremor in her tone.
“What’s the matter, little slut? You don’t like having my big cock in your pussy? I thought that’s what you wanted. You didn’t think it would be this easy, did you?”
“Please stop,” she moaned, her voice quiet and strained.
“Fuck,” I growled, pulling my erection out almost all the way, leaving only the tip inside her, then pushing back in with one hard, aggressive thrust.
“Oww,” she squealed, the force of the penetration causing her whole body to tense, her back arching and her breasts pushing into the wall.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” I said, grinding my hips into hers.
“No,” she protested, shaking her head from side to side.
“Yes,” I replied, repeating the motion, my cock sliding easily into her slick opening, forcing its way deep inside.
“Stop,” she whined, her voice wavering as my hard, bare cock violated her tight opening.
“No,” I growled, taking her hips in my hands and beginning to pound her, my own need and desires taking over, the pleasure from the warm, wet, tightness overwhelming my senses.
“Oh god, no,” Jessie moaned, her body jerking back and forth, my hands moving her hips into place as I penetrated her, forcing her onto me.
“That’s it,” I growled, fucking her. “Take my fucking cock.”
“Stop,” she cried, her voice quivering and broken.
“No. You have a nice little cunt, and now you’re going to make it useful,” I groaned, increasing the pace and strength of my thrusts, my cock hammering into her, my hips slamming into hers.
“It’s too big,” she wined, her voice high and desperate. “Take it out.”
“Your cunt is so nice and tight. It’s going to make me cum,” I growled, my cock pulsating, pre-cum already leaking from the tip.
“Oh god,” she gasped, her legs beginning to shake and quiver, her whole body tense and straining against the wall. “No. No. No.”
“Oh yeah, oh fuck,” I growled, feeling the pressure in my balls and the heat building up in my stomach.
“Stop. Please,” she screamed, her body beginning to convulse, the tightness in her pussy intensifying.
“Oh fuck, here it comes,” I moaned, feeling the heat surge up my cock and explode from the tip, filling her.
“Oh god, no. Not inside of me,” Jessie moaned, the feeling of my hot seed coating her insides triggering her own orgasm.
“Yes,” I roared, thrusting as hard and deep as possible, my cock pulsating and twitching, spurting shot after shot of hot, sticky cum deep inside of her.
“So much,” Jessie whimpered, her eyes wide, her mouth open, her body shaking and convulsing. “It’s so warm. Oh god.”
I could feel her body spasm and tense, her legs trembling and her stomach and thighs clenching. Her pussy gripped me tightly, the contractions massaging my cock.
“Oh god,” I grunted, holding her in place and grinding my hips into hers, the pleasure surging through my entire body, my knees buckling as a result.
Jessie moaned loudly, her voice cracking and breaking, her breathing ragged and quick.
“That’s it, little slut. Cum on my cock whilst I pump you full,” I growled, holding her tight and filling her tight, young pussy, her walls milking my cock.
“Oh god, no,” Jessie cried, her face flushed and sweaty, her mascara beginning to run, smudges of black staining the corners of her eyes.
“Yes,” I replied, pulling my softening erection from her and leaving her slumped against the wall, my sticky cum leaking from her abused slit.
Jessie collapsed onto her knees, her head hitting the wall. I stood over her, looking down at her used and abused form.
“So good,” she mumbled, her words slurring, breaking character for the first time.
With that, I broke character too and untied her before tucking my slimy cock away and leaving her on the floor, panting and oozing my cum.