Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Defiled Young Housewife: EP21

"Wrap your legs around my ass now and start hugging me, baby. And keep telling me that you love me, how good my cock feels inside you, and that you my girlfriend. Start acting more as if you like this." How could he ask her to do that? He sickened her, and she tried ignoring him.

For some reason Christy needed a little more encouragement today. Over the weekend she must have forgotten what he had taught her. Reggie lifted himself off her, his weight supported by only one arm and his incredible strength displayed in its bulging muscles.

For a fleeting second Christy thought he was finished and that this awful act was ending. But instead of pulling out, his huge penis stayed stubbornly embedded in her pussy, like an irritating splinter stuck under the skin. He unexpectedly slapped her face, on her other cheek this time, to get her attention and let her know he meant business. The impact sent her head in the opposite direction from his earlier strike. "Did you hear me? Hug me and wrap your legs around my ass. Keep saying what I told you to say. I'm not gonna tell you again. Start fucking me back and act like you enjoying this!"

"Oh, god, no - I can't," Christy balled as his solid torso returned to rest on top of her. But she complied, hesitantly reaching her arms around his back and wrapping her legs around his ass.

"I'm your girlfriend and I love you, Reggie," she sobbed. "You feel so good inside me."

"That's right, keep saying it, but like you mean it, and hug me tighter, baby, like you can't get enough big black dick."

Was it possible to hate him more than she already did? In anger, her arms and legs tightened their grip to him. She was keenly aware of his gigantic penis completely filling her with his presence.

"Yeah, that's it, baby, like that. That's good. Now say them magic words."

His huge penis moved in and out of her pussy with renewed fervor and it was becoming overwhelming, like a blast of music that drowns out all other sounds.

Christy's eyes were like open dams, a flood of tears rushing from them. Instead of her husband, Reggie was inside her. Her legs remained locked around his muscular buttocks as she hugged him tightly. "I'm your girlfriend and I love you. Uh, your cock feels good. You're so deep inside me. Oh, oh, I like it.

"Please stop making me say these awful things and stop making me do this, Reggie. No... ooh... ah... oh... no..."

Reggie felt her pussy begin contracting around his cock and he grinned. Although she was reluctant to repeat what he had told her to say, more importantly her body was doing exactly what he wanted it to do.

Her hands unconsciously latched onto the big, hard muscles in his back and she gritted her teeth in angry frustration. Why did her body react this way to such a heinous act?

But her vaginal spasms defied her anger, becoming stronger and more frequent.

"You starting to enjoy my big black dick for real again, like every time we fuck, baby. I feel it in your pussy; it clenches my cock when you cum."

What Reggie said couldn't be true. But he was inside her and he could feel her having orgasms. There was no way of concealing them from him. Why couldn't she stop her body from doing this? The humiliation was unbearable. "Oh, son-of-a bitch. No, I don't want this. You're a sick, disgusting, basta......"

But before Christy could finish saying 'bastard', she drifted off in mid-sentence, her eyes becoming dreamy. "Oh, ooh... don't Reggie."

Reggie had accelerated his thrusts and altered his motions while Christy was speaking. He knew what he was doing and how to deliver himself to her. The change caught her completely off guard, his long, thick cock making firmer contact with her g-spot and creating more friction.

She was keenly aware of the lengthy travels his penis was making, sliding in and out through her tightly stretched vaginal lips, titillating the millions of nerves lining the walls of her entire birth canal. Neurons bombarded Christy's brain with signals of pleasure and a series of very powerful orgasms had snuck up on her, silencing her objections and concentrating all her attention on her pussy. The deep penetration that had caused pressure and discomfort earlier now felt exceedingly good and her entire universe took on that single focus.

"Oh, oh, ooh, uh-huh," she moaned unable to complete her thoughts.

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Moans of female arousal replaced Christy's cries of grief and her earlier sobbing had completely stopped. Their bodies remained upon each other, Reggie in her continued embrace. He felt her soft firm tits against his burly chest, her erect nipples hardening further, her pussy contracting around his cock in strong orgasmic spasms she couldn't control. "I gonna take good care of you. Keep holding me tight and keep saying what I told you to say," he whispered while kissing her neck and ear.

Christy didn't want to reply to Reggie's encouragement, but her pussy was in control and she found herself doing so anyway. "Oh, oh, okay, I love you, ah. Dave wants me to be nicer to you. I'll be your girlfriend. Your cock feels so good." The powerful orgasms passed, and Christy returned from her sexual musings remembering that she loathed him, hated allowing him to fuck her. How could he think she really loved him or liked any of this? Why would he make her say such terrible lies to him? How could he say that he loved her - that he would take care of her? She wanted to shove him away and kick him in his gigantic testicles, even if her body was conveying a much different message.

Was Christy becoming distracted? Her hips were losing enthusiasm and subtle shoves that sought separation began interrupting her embraces. But he wasn't ready to end their union yet. "Open your pretty lips and let me give you some tongue, baby. I got a lot more love to give you and we ain't near being done yet."

They weren't making love. They were fucking, Christy thought. She closed her eyes, wishing she could ignore him and that this would all stop.

"Did you hear me? You gonna learn to like it and love me. Now hug me tighter and open your goddamn mouth for me before I beat the fucking shit out of you! Or would you prefer something bad happen to your family - your parents or Dave? Perhaps it's time for me to send my homeys a text."

She heard him and didn't want him to hit her again - or worse, hurt her family. Her lips separated, and their tongues met in her mouth. "Mmm, oh, mmm, please, no, Reggie, mmm, I don't want to do this... I don't really like it; stop making me say I do... mmm... oh, mmm... mmm. Okay... for a little while... I'll be nicer to you... just don't hurt my family or Dave... I love you. Mmm, I'm your girlfriend... your big cock feels good. Ah."