MasukI'm very amazed by the creativity of this rig as I didn't even know it was possible. Also, the fact that my panties could be so strong. Can't even begin to say all the panties' waistband that just gave out over the years, and that's with me not even being overweight. Just cheap material breaking down. Yet the more I move my hands now, the more I fear that I could die by my own panties.The old man puts his hand on top of my head now, as if grabbing my head like a palmed basketball. He then puts his other hand on my left shoulder. To my horror, he turns me and pushes me. When he does, I take a few steps forward.My heart begins to pound and cold fear bathes my body as he pushes me forward, making me walk barefoot over the grass
And thus, he starts to fuck my ass. He thrusts while holding my shoulders, ramming his cock in and out of my ass. As he does, he makes several old man moans of pleasure, which is very humiliating. He's very much enjoying himself as he takes my ass without permission. He even smacks at my ass a few times, like he's a cowboy.I hang there and take it, feeling this cock invade my insides. In the darkness I try not to think what I look like if it is 70 year old Mr. Henderson doing this to me. Hell, what I look like if any of them is doing it. For an old man is fucking my ass, and I kind of like it.He doesn't go as long as the stoner did, but he is much rougher. After about 30 seconds he gets very rough where it feels more like he'
My body bucks and I start to moan. My hips start to roll as he keeps fucking me and I love the feeling of that thing pressing against parts of me that have never been pressed against. My moans get very loud and high pitched too as the waves as are powerful. So much that whomever he is puts a hand over my mouth to stifle my moans as they carry on the night air.My orgasm peaks as the waves hit me, feeling completely different from the orgasm I had minutes before. That one felt like it came off my clit, which was insanely intense. This one feels more like it comes from my body's center, where it shoots pleasant violating waves over me. So strange how an orgasm can feel so different when you think they would all feel the same. This one
He firmly keeps pushing it inside me, parting my sore pussy walls as he does. Unable to help it, I do whimper and moan as he keeps pushing it deeper and deeper. On purpose he goes slow to make me feel each tiny bit the toy goes inside my womanhood. Making me feel how it presses on my walls and spreads them in its girth.I begin to pant as the toy just keeps going. It hits a point that the stoner's cock didn't even reach inside me and still goes, parting me open more. It's reached new territory inside me, which both terrifies and excites me horribly.The feeling of it makes me start to tremble at it as it goes at least 8 inches in my hoohaw, and is still going. It makes me start to whimper a very high-pitched whimper as nothing
"Going into other's yards now like this? How dirty. How nasty. Love it when you make yourself all bound up for me. Ohhh, you deserve what you are going to get Maddie," the voice continues. It takes my high mind much longer than normal to realize a few things.The first and most glaring is that he called me "Maddie." That could only be Madeline, who lives two houses down from me. She's a home schoolgirl that celebrated her own eighteenth birthday about 6 months ago. I don't know much about her as I have had much interaction. I just know she is homeschooled and supposedly really good at computer programming.The man pinches both nipples, hard. Pinches them and makes me go to my tiptoes from the pain. Then he lifts, making me go as far as I can on my tiptoes while whimpering. He's lifting my breasts by the nipples like this, which is extremely painful on my nipples. As if making a point, he holds my tits like this, damn near lifting them to my own face.I just whimper a soft whimper to s
The following story has themes of non-consent sex, humiliation, abuse and other dark themes. If such content offends you, please do not read. This is an erotic FICTION story not meant as any sort of gender, political or societal protest. This is purely for entertainment and never meant to happen in reality.In a daze I stare forward. This is not how I thought the night or my dare would go at all. I pictured it as me going into my dark backyard, flash everything for the world to see, then run back inside while giggling. Yet I find myself naked, my hands stuck over my head to this tree and sexually used. Like...both holes used. Not how I thought it would go at all.I've long since stopped trying to free myself. My watch strap and Harley Quinn bracelet make sure that I'm stuck as they are tangled in the tree's branches. If I could see the branch I'm sure I would be able to snake myself free, but in the complete dark like this, there's no chance.I shouldn't say complete darkness. Since t







