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We met through mutual friends. He was very attractive. Strong. Light eyes. Dark hair. He looked at me intensely when he spoke to me.
I was in a short, black skirt and a pink shirt. It was sort of low cut, but I looked much more cute than slutty.
We went to a pool hall to meet up with his friends. It was smokey, dark.
Closing time. He knew the manager, who let us stay longer. I was sitting on a pool table, legs crossed, talking to his friends. My date walks over to me and talks to me for a few minutes. Looking at me so intensely I think my skull might split, but I like it. It turns me on.
He steps forward, I think to kiss me, but instead grabs me by the hips and flips me onto my stomach. One of his friends grabs a fistful of my hair and presses my face into the pool table. My face flushes, I'm panicing. My skirt is pulled up, my panties ripped. I'm terrified. And embarassed, for I'm wet.
Fingers plung into my cunt roughly. The shock begins to wear off and I am able to scream. I'm begging them to stop. I can't see anything behind me. My heart is pounding. A callused hand clasps over my mouth.
Shut the fuck up, slut.
My hands are bound and held over my head. A strong hand is on my back, keeping me from squirming.
I have no idea how many hands are on me. One reaches under me into my shirt and pinches my nipple hard.
The fingers are removed from my cunt and I hear a zipper. Suddenly a large cock slams into me, pushes my face against the pool table. He keeps fucking me harder and harder and as much as I attempt to struggle, I'm hardly able to move.
I try to keep from screaming, more importantly, I try and keep from moaning. I'm humiliated, but I'm enjoying it. My cunt is throbbing.
The hand that was holding my face down now yanks my hair so that a cock can be shoved into my mouth. I'm gagging. Tears are streaming down my face as my throat is fucked.
Hot cum hits my face. The pounding from behind becomes faster and faster. My cunt tightens around his cock and I cum. He pulls out and shoots hot seed on my ass.
I was in a short, black skirt and a pink shirt. It was sort of low cut, but I looked much more cute than slutty.
We went to a pool hall to meet up with his friends. It was smokey, dark.
Closing time. He knew the manager, who let us stay longer. I was sitting on a pool table, legs crossed, talking to his friends. My date walks over to me and talks to me for a few minutes. Looking at me so intensely I think my skull might split, but I like it. It turns me on.
He steps forward, I think to kiss me, but instead grabs me by the hips and flips me onto my stomach. One of his friends grabs a fistful of my hair and presses my face into the pool table. My face flushes, I'm panicing. My skirt is pulled up, my panties ripped. I'm terrified. And embarassed, for I'm wet.
Fingers plung into my cunt roughly. The shock begins to wear off and I am able to scream. I'm begging them to stop. I can't see anything behind me. My heart is pounding. A callused hand clasps over my mouth.
Shut the fuck up, slut.
My hands are bound and held over my head. A strong hand is on my back, keeping me from squirming.
I have no idea how many hands are on me. One reaches under me into my shirt and pinches my nipple hard.
The fingers are removed from my cunt and I hear a zipper. Suddenly a large cock slams into me, pushes my face against the pool table. He keeps fucking me harder and harder and as much as I attempt to struggle, I'm hardly able to move.
I try to keep from screaming, more importantly, I try and keep from moaning. I'm humiliated, but I'm enjoying it. My cunt is throbbing.
The hand that was holding my face down now yanks my hair so that a cock can be shoved into my mouth. I'm gagging. Tears are streaming down my face as my throat is fucked.
Hot cum hits my face. The pounding from behind becomes faster and faster. My cunt tightens around his cock and I cum. He pulls out and shoots hot seed on my ass.