Fucked By a Stranger
It took Trisha a while to figure out where she was. Her back was aching and the insides of her legs and chest felt like they had been rubbed raw. Her head was pounding and her vision was a little blurred but slowly she began to focus. She was unable to figure out her whereabouts considering the lights were off.
Trisha's head started to clear just a bit and she felt her body starting to come back to life as she scanned the area hoping to see something that looked familiar. It was hopeless without enough light. After closing her eyes for just a second and taking deep breaths to calm herself, a voice came from behind her, "How do you feel right now?" Trisha was startled and her breathing became rapid once again.
"Who are you and what am I doing here?" she said
"I asked you a question and considering your situation, I believe it would be in your best interest to answer it. How do you feel right now?"
"Confused, pissed, nervous, what do you think?"
"I've been watching you Trisha, I know what websites you've been trolling, all those guys you've been teasing, the fantasies you have. I wonder how the church would take this information. What with you mentoring their c***dren and all."
"Why should i believe you" she responded defiantly.
He turned on a video, and it was her legs spread open on her laptop web cam. She had a few clips of her but made sure that her head was out of the picture, and those clips were only a few minutes each. Looking at the video a bit longer, she grew more confused and certainly more scared. Then her dog came onto the screen and Trisha's eyes grew huge.
"What..But how? I never recorded for this long I stopped it at least 20 minutes before."
"Before you applied peanut butter to your vagina and had your dog lick it off for you? Is that what you were about to say Trisha?"
"Where did you get that?" Trisha still in shock asked.
"Well my friend, you have been browsing plenty of interesting sites these past few months. I am going to take a stab and say that you, besides using the internet are not to savy with computers are you?"
"You have been to lots of interesting adult sites as of late. Even giving up your credit card information when asked, silly girl, but I do have to thank you all of the new videos I have madelately. I have plenty of you using a miriad of sex toys on yourself and chatting with random guys, telling these older men all about your deepest turn ons."
"You may not know me now, but you will over time." The man said as he was standing very close to Trisha. She could feel his breath on her face. She felt his hands on her shoulders and slowly he slid them down to her chest. When they found her breasts she took in a sharp breath and struggled to move away.
“Lay down,” he ordered.
Trisha did what he said. She didn’t tell him she was a virgin. That part of her didn’t seem real right then anyway. All she knew was the dirty little scenarios she had imagined with the men on-line and at the church. She had finger fucked herself enough times, and has been using so many different toys and food products lately that she couldn’t really be considered a virgin anyway.
The sheet music that was s**ttered on the floor,crumpled up beneath her as she did what he said. He unzipped his pants and took his solid cock in his hands.
"Now open your mouth up"
“I want you to suck my dick, and get it all wet and sloppy.” He stuck his dick in her mouth before he even finished the sentence. She immediately remembered all the dicks She’d sucked in high school. The girls at Christian b*****rs High School had it drilled in their heads that sex before marriage was wrong, but sucking as many dicks as they wanted, no problem. All of that experience paid off now as she licked, stroked, and deep-throated his cock.
“Suck it, you dirty little fucking whore. I always knew you would turn out to be such a whore. I could tell.”
She couldn’t argue with him because even though she was good in every obvious way, she also had been thinking about getting fucked several times a day. She thought about the married guys from her congregation slipping their cocks into her while their wives waited at home. That kind of thinking drove her insane and it was constant. She was a walking sex bomb, and this man, this stranger, this...whoever he was had finally lit her fuse.
After she'd gotten his dick sloppy wet with her saliva, he climbed up on the desk in the corner of the room they were in and told me to fuck him with her tits, sticking his cock in her mouth every once in a while to get it more wet. As Trisha became increasingly hornier, she secretly had hoped he could hold his load long enough to fuck her pussy. He’d left her pink panties on so far, and they were so wet they stuck to her shaved bare skin. She wanted to feel that sloppy cock inside of her. As if this man could hear her thoughts, he pushed the soaked crotch of her panties to the side and thrust his cock into her.
Sudden, intense waves rolled through her body. Getting fucked was just as amazing as She had always imagined. She bucked her hips against him. She couldn’t get enough of his cock.
What she absolutely was loving was how rough he was. He squeezed her tits much too hard and rammed himself into her soft folds. Her whole body shuddered from his abuse. She came several times before he finally pulled his cock out of her and sprayed her whole body with his hot jizz.
“Lick it up,” he ordered her, and she licked every inch of his penis clean.
"yumm" Cum tasted good, she thought and she licked her lips, savoring every last drop. She then scooped up what puddles were pooled up on her body. He did what he had set out to do and helped this girl to allow her inner slut that was buried inside of her. They got dressed in silence and then he snuck outside for a cigarette before getting back to his work, of finding those lost souls dying to be set free. Spreading peace, happiness and the occasional case of the clap around the world.
It took her a bit of time before she could return to her sheet music she had been working on. She spent the afternoon wondering if that strange encounter had been real.
That night, after her mother said good night and went into her room, She sat in her room fingering her very moist pussy. It was still sore from the pounding her assailant had given her. She couldn’t stop thinking about that afternoon. So she once again pulled out her laptop and started cruising sites. She registered on one site with the name easy bbw, determined to have more experiences like the one she’d had with her mystery man.
She met several guys through the site. Some of the guys were a little too nice, and she didn’t want nice. She wanted to be told what to do and how to do it. And the guys who were best at that were the guys She met at church—the ones who needed a dirty slut because they were sick of their goodhearted wives. After she was taken that afternoon, something about the way she looked must have changed because suddenly the men at church could not stop oogling her.
Last week she was straightening the choir section after the service when a man she didn’t recognize approached her.
“Patricia,” he said as if she ought to know who he was.
“Beautiful singing this week,” he complimented her. She put on her most heavenly smile and thanked him. He stepped closer and kissed her—a wild, rough kiss that made her instantly wet. “Is it true what they say about you?” he whispered.
“Probably not,” She teased. “What have you heard?”
“That you can’t ever get enough cock.” As he said it, he rubbed his crotch. She moved his hand and felt what was in store for her—a massive hard-on. He pushed down on her shoulders and she willingly followed his lead, getting on her knees and undoing his fly. His cock was suddenly free and she looked up into the stranger’s eyes silently asking what she should do next. He pulled her up by her arms and turned her around, bending her over one of the pews. He left marks on her arms, but his f***eful man handling got her hot.
He yanked up her skirt, ripping her nylons. Then he eased his fingers into her pussy. Some people were still enjoying fellowship right outside the church, so she had to be quiet. She bit her lip in ecstasy.
“Are you ready for me?” he whispered.
“Oh please fuck me,” Trisha begged.
He rammed her pussy hard and pulled her hair back so that her back arched. She really had to stop herself from screaming because it hurt, how f***eful he was, and it also made her insane with sexual hunger. The mystery turned her on, too. Who was this man? He wasn’t a member of the congregation. Did he know her from her online searches? Fuck it, she didn’t care anymore as he pounded her so hard that her feet came off the ground. She held onto the back of the pew and took his cock deep inside her womb, she couldn't believe she was getting fucked where just a few minutes earlier she'd been singing with the group. That thought had her so incredibly horny, she began to cum. Shortly after that the man grunted and she felt his cum splashing inside of her pussy. He held her hips tight against him as he emptied his load into her. Then he dropped his grip, zipped his pants, and didn’t say a word to her before walking away.
She sat down for a minute trying just to take it all in. She had to sing at another service in an hour.
For the rest of the day, every time a little bit of air blew up her skirt and cooled her exposed pussy, she would grow more and more horned up. Who was that guy? She couldn't believe that she had just let a complete stranger fuck herbrains out, and still couldn’t get the experience out of her head.
It wasn’t to be the last time the stranger and Trisha met either.
The truth was that underneath the good little virgin her mother had tried to raise was just a horny nympho slut who needed to be taken and fucked. Soon the secret was out. After the final service of that day, she was flirting with two choir members. Innocent flirtations soon turned into a proposition, and that night while her mom was at Bingo, she let these two guys fuck her simultaneously. They treated her as nasty as she liked to be, forcing her to blow one of them while the other one lubed up her asshole and gave her, her first anal experience. They fucked her until had had to beg them to leave before her mother got home.
Her mother arrived right after the boys drove away, she told Trisha all about her evening as Trisha sat there worrying that she could smell her pussy or the musky scent of spunk that filled the living room.
She didn’t seem to notice. No matter how many guys Trisha was to fuck, she was still Miss Innocent on the outside, and always to her dear mother. Late that night Trish lied their in bed exhausted and exhilarated. She had wanted to get fucked and now she wanted to even more, and harder, and in even dirtier ways.
Strike another one up for Pan. That horny old Goat.