Straight Female / 62
I Gave It Up
First off, he knew I was married. This happened several years ago.
I also did find him attractive and had a few mild fantasies about him. Nothing serious and I did not ever expect him to make any type of move.
I met my coworker at the house to look at some furniture he said he was interested in buying. We walked and talked about the furniture. After looking at some of the pieces, he was following me very close, I turned to look at him while we spoke. He was face to face with me. I was slightly taken aback by him that close. I paused and did not say anything. Our eyes locked, and he placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me in and kissed me. I was stunned and just let it happen. He looked at me then wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeper. I was overcome in the moment and just melted and returned the kiss.
We stopped and my mind returned, I said, “well I wasn’t expecting that, we better get back to the furniture”. However, he was finished with the furniture. He had released me from the embrace but still had his hands on my shoulders. He began to push me down to the floor. I was beginning to resist and told him to stop. I actually felt playful, I thought he was kidding. He kept going. Bigger and much stronger than me, I found myself on my butt, propped up with my hands behind me. He was unbuttoning my pants as I tried to scoot backwards away. Grabbing my legs, forcefully pulling me forward with my legs apart, he between. I was pushing and slapping at him telling him to stop, but he already had my pants and panties below my hips. Semi standing up over me he pulled them off leaving me naked from the waist down. In a flash he was back down on me with his knees on my thighs, pinning me down. The pain in my thighs was great from his weight. I couldn’t move much except to twist my chest side to side and move my head. My arms were pinned with his hands. I was not afraid at this point, more in disbelief and angry, realizing he was not playing. I had to come to grips with this in my mind. Was I willing? Next he used his left hand to hold my hands on the floor over my head and used his right hand to get his pants off, at least I think that’s what he did. He now had his knees pushing my legs open, at least the severe pain from his weight was gone. Now his weight was holding my legs spread as wide as they could go. I felt the head of his cock pressing and sliding around my opening. I had yet to even see his cock to this point because of struggling. He was working to get inside me. My efforts to keep moving as much as I could was preventing it. He again reached down with his right hand and grabbed his cock and finding my pussy with a finger guided his cock in. I felt the head penetrating me and very much to my surprise it was going in fairly easy. I had not realized that I was soaking wet already. Once he had himself inside slightly, I became very still. It was not a conscious reaction I don’t think. I believe I had just accepted that it was happening and was waiting to just be fucked. He now was pushing in and out slowly, sensing I was relaxing, he let go of my hands. I let them just lie beside my head. He was free now to push my shirt and bra up, freeing my breasts to be squeezed and massaged. He seemed to enjoy pinching my nipples as he watched my face. I was looking mostly to the side but glancing up at him as he fucked me. I was taking it and just kind of waiting for it to be over. I did not know at this point he was not fully inside me. My husband is an average size,about 6 inches. So far, he had not felt much different. Maybe a little more girth I could tell but not too much. As he pumped in and out, I started to notice he was going deeper and deeper. I was starting to let out an unconscious grunt with his thrusts. “Unhhh, unhhh, unhh”. I heard myself. He was still going deeper. He sped up a little. “Uhhh, uhhhh, oohhhh! Oohhhh! I now had my hands on his shoulders pushing up on him, trying to limit his thrusts. I was moaning loudly which seemed to make him fuck harder. Each push now I was taking as much of his cock that would go. It was a combination of pain and a bit of pleasure too. I was trying to fight any actual enjoyment in my mind. Moaning and groaning and pushing him, he was nearing climax.
Part 2 coming
I also did find him attractive and had a few mild fantasies about him. Nothing serious and I did not ever expect him to make any type of move.
I met my coworker at the house to look at some furniture he said he was interested in buying. We walked and talked about the furniture. After looking at some of the pieces, he was following me very close, I turned to look at him while we spoke. He was face to face with me. I was slightly taken aback by him that close. I paused and did not say anything. Our eyes locked, and he placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me in and kissed me. I was stunned and just let it happen. He looked at me then wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeper. I was overcome in the moment and just melted and returned the kiss.
We stopped and my mind returned, I said, “well I wasn’t expecting that, we better get back to the furniture”. However, he was finished with the furniture. He had released me from the embrace but still had his hands on my shoulders. He began to push me down to the floor. I was beginning to resist and told him to stop. I actually felt playful, I thought he was kidding. He kept going. Bigger and much stronger than me, I found myself on my butt, propped up with my hands behind me. He was unbuttoning my pants as I tried to scoot backwards away. Grabbing my legs, forcefully pulling me forward with my legs apart, he between. I was pushing and slapping at him telling him to stop, but he already had my pants and panties below my hips. Semi standing up over me he pulled them off leaving me naked from the waist down. In a flash he was back down on me with his knees on my thighs, pinning me down. The pain in my thighs was great from his weight. I couldn’t move much except to twist my chest side to side and move my head. My arms were pinned with his hands. I was not afraid at this point, more in disbelief and angry, realizing he was not playing. I had to come to grips with this in my mind. Was I willing? Next he used his left hand to hold my hands on the floor over my head and used his right hand to get his pants off, at least I think that’s what he did. He now had his knees pushing my legs open, at least the severe pain from his weight was gone. Now his weight was holding my legs spread as wide as they could go. I felt the head of his cock pressing and sliding around my opening. I had yet to even see his cock to this point because of struggling. He was working to get inside me. My efforts to keep moving as much as I could was preventing it. He again reached down with his right hand and grabbed his cock and finding my pussy with a finger guided his cock in. I felt the head penetrating me and very much to my surprise it was going in fairly easy. I had not realized that I was soaking wet already. Once he had himself inside slightly, I became very still. It was not a conscious reaction I don’t think. I believe I had just accepted that it was happening and was waiting to just be fucked. He now was pushing in and out slowly, sensing I was relaxing, he let go of my hands. I let them just lie beside my head. He was free now to push my shirt and bra up, freeing my breasts to be squeezed and massaged. He seemed to enjoy pinching my nipples as he watched my face. I was looking mostly to the side but glancing up at him as he fucked me. I was taking it and just kind of waiting for it to be over. I did not know at this point he was not fully inside me. My husband is an average size,about 6 inches. So far, he had not felt much different. Maybe a little more girth I could tell but not too much. As he pumped in and out, I started to notice he was going deeper and deeper. I was starting to let out an unconscious grunt with his thrusts. “Unhhh, unhhh, unhh”. I heard myself. He was still going deeper. He sped up a little. “Uhhh, uhhhh, oohhhh! Oohhhh! I now had my hands on his shoulders pushing up on him, trying to limit his thrusts. I was moaning loudly which seemed to make him fuck harder. Each push now I was taking as much of his cock that would go. It was a combination of pain and a bit of pleasure too. I was trying to fight any actual enjoyment in my mind. Moaning and groaning and pushing him, he was nearing climax.
Part 2 coming
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# 69585 - by Vintagerose / January 12, 2024
