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Subject: {ASSM} I was sure she felt lonely. (M/F, inc, nc, reluc)
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I lay motionless staring at the alarm clock for hours, watching the time
pass and eventually the rising sun. It had been an emotionally draining
night and there was no way I could have slept, even if I wanted to. At
first, I kept thinking about what had already happened, reliving every
moment over and over in my exhausted mind. As it became closer to 5:30,
and eventually 6:00 a.m., I became preoccupied with the road ahead. My
heart was beating rapidly at the thought of how much trouble I might be in.
I knew this would be the hard part. Not the necessary next fifteen
minutes, but the aftermath. What was going to happen after I left the
room? I was scared, but I knew I had to rape her again, to reassert my
control and help keep her quiet.
I wasn't sure if she was awake but I suspected she had to be. She also
was motionless, too much to be sleeping. About four hours previous she
rolled onto her side, facing away from me, and didn't move again. She must
have been so shocked and outraged. That was the hardest part for me as I
waited to act, the outrage I sensed from her. I didn't want it to end up
like that. I was so afraid to move, let alone touch or manipulate her. I
spent my last hour thinking about how awkward it would be if I didn't take
her again. Our relationship would be ended. I think she knew it was going
to happen again and had to be wondering why. This time was to break the
ice and give myself a reason to look her in the eye. I would try to make
it more enjoyable this time to leave her with a better memory of our
evening together. The time was now, my great-grandmother in the room
across the hall would be waking soon.
I put my hand on her shoulder and pulled her firmly onto her back. She
startled and offered token resistance, but relented. As I climbed on top
of her and began positioning between her squeezed legs, she said "NOO" in a
disdainful and defiantly loud tone. My right hand clasped tightly over her
mouth. She kept saying no, but now it was a mumbled sound that was turning
me on. She tried to remove my hand with hers and I began pinning her arms
above her head with my left hand. She must have become very angry while
lying in bed the four hours waiting for this moment; she was resisting more
now than ever before. Her arms were becoming wild and it would take both
of mine to control her. I didn't want to tie her up again; I wanted this
time to be nice for her. I pressed my bicep against her mouth to silence
her as I gained control of both her arms. Ever time she attempted to talk
I worked my bicep deeper into her mouth, forcing it open. I held her arms
straight out above her head. I laid my full weight on her body and pressed
my chest into her breast, mashing them down between us. I assertively told
her to spread her legs and continued maneuvering between them. I stretched
my legs back and placed my feet between her ankles on the inside of her
legs and forced them apart. A couple of wild stabs, then some guided
attempts, and I managed to enter her. I loved the small reluctant grunt
she gave in my ear as I went all the way inside. I will always remember
that moment. Her mouth was getting really wet and I could feel her
quickened breaths against my arm as I gagged her with my bicep. I kept her
legs spread far apart and likewise spread her arms as I slowly moved in and
out my full length.
I was really turned on by how I was taking her; it was hot and
passionate, yet I was having trouble finishing. I didn't want to take too
long to cum. This time was important, much more then the others. It had
to give me power and control, but also calm her anger and improve her
outlook. Time kept going by and I felt like I was taking too long, it was
very distracting. I was afraid my great-grandmother would open her door at
any moment. What if she came in here? I looked around the room and
noticed the disarray. Her underwear in a wet ball on the floor. Two bras
knotted to the headboard. Her nightshirt ripped and tossed aside.
Stalkings tied to the footboard. My clothes strewn about and meanwhile
were lying on cold soaked sheets. Her resistance had all but stopped and I
think she was curious about the wait, as I was evidently trying to finish.
I told her to bite me and brought one hand back to kneed her breast. She
complied, anxious to end the ordeal, and sunk her teeth into my muscle.
She started making slightly more noise as her mouth was tired from being
forced open. I started saying "Grandma. Your pussy is so wet Grandma." I
put a hand over her mouth again and forced her to make eye contact with me
as I finally felt it build up. I lost my inhibitions during that final
thirty seconds and called her a whore as I stared into her eyes and pumped
my seed in her. "Grandma your such a whore, ahhhh."
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