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My adrenaline spiked up with every second as I sprinted through the house. I had no destination but my eyes sought a route, any route. I was much too hesitant. Takedown! Dashing through the halls one moment and pinned to the carpet of Hunter’s study in the next, I was unbearably horny. Though disgruntled to discover he wasn’t breathing hard, I was down, not defeated. Before he could trap my legs, I snaked my waist and heaved in the other direction, but I was foiled again. Hunter grabbed me mercilessly and we wrestled. No matter how I moved I couldn’t escape him.

I could sense that my resistance was his favorite part. His cock was so hot and thick in his pants, every brush against his groin caught my breath in my chest. I was making strategic moves but he got more determined as I became flustered and over-reactive.

Hunter stripped my jeans off with a practiced ease amidst grappling and, seconds later, I was truly pinned. Still, I struggled to the best of my ability. I was chest down, legs out, and Hunter straddled my ass backwards. From that position, he pulled my panties apart and I felt his entire middle finger enter me from the back. My tight inner walls clenched in surprise, grasping around that digit. I moaned helplessly as my lower body experienced pleasurable waves rush from my stomach down to my cunt. I felt even the one finger was a stretch when he slid it in up to the wider base, yet Hunter inserted another without a word. All of a sudden my pussy was an origin; an epicenter which translated its tremors to my hips and made my hands shake where they were balled up beside my head. I was overwhelmed and I spoke gibberish to him, begging him for more. Hunter scissored and fingered me wickedly deep, rotating his hands as I took him in as far as his hand could go without getting all five fingers involved. When my legs lifted he grabbed the part of my thigh just above my knee and forced it straight to the ground. He was firm. I was obedient.

“Fuck it, my cock’s going in there and I want my tongue in there too,” he said and then did it. I was a shivering, boneless mess and he positioned me freely so that my wrists were bound together with a lace he pulled from his pocket. My nipples were pebbled and naked to the rub of the carpet while he hiked my hips upwards so that my pussy was open to his eyes. When he saw, he groaned low in his chest and his hands were all of a sudden rougher on me as he brought his face in close. The moan that followed was collective; him from the jelly-like cushion around his tongue as he pushed his way into my wet pussy and me from how much I could tell Hunter enjoyed my taste. He slurped me up and cleaned me out but it was only getting wetter from what I could hear.

His fingers squirmed their way to my asshole and I found that he’d already lubed two of them up with another handy pocket recovery. I wasn’t prepared. My wrists instinctively tried to part but the lace bound them tight. Hunter slipped both fingers in at once like there was no resistance but I knew there was. I almost sobbed in euphoria but the tears just gathered in my eyes as I cried out on another climax. He pulled out and moved away to watch as my pussy leaked and spurted hot juice that wet the carpet directly beneath my raised hips. Kneeling, Hunter sat back on his heels and unzipped his slacks mere inches away. I heard the sound of it so I collapsed to my stomach and rolled over to watch him stroke the tip, hands shiny with precum and lube. His penis was bound close to his stomach, hard and raging as half of his shaft and engorged red cockhead stood out from the waistband of his briefs. We made eye contact and I felt the electric impulse to call him Daddy while I begged him to fuck me proper. So I begged. He was gonna give his cock to me anyway but he loved to hear it.

When Hunter finally put his cock in he was rough with me, on the verge of animalistic. Our hips rolled to a rhythm of hard and steady smacks like he had become a young stallion. He entered me so deeply sometimes that I began to crave the distinct deep clench of my cervix on his tip whenever he pulled out to look at the mess he’d made of my holes. It was ecstasy. The lust he held for me came out in every breath and determined thrust. He snuffled sometimes, in between curses, right up against my ear while he nibbled at the shell. He kept going at me and cumming on me until I had his semen smeared along my sides, spattered on my back, and between my legs. It seemed like we were fucking for hours. He never let me get them closed enough to stop the ticklish dribbles of fresh cum as they made a run down my lips and inner thighs.

I was out of breath and he still rode me with his cock in my ass and hands on my tits for leverage. His cock slid in at an angle that triggered a delicious ache. I lost myself in the feeling.

Hunter’s big hanging balls kept on smacking against me on each squelching entry. I moaned long and drawn out as he hammered away. I was so wet it glistened along the slit of my asscheeks. His hands roved over my body restlessly and my breath hitched. We were enthralled. He stopped altogether on one last gouging thrust and the spreading, all-encompassing warmth of his semen pushed my aching pussy to another brink.

A minute later, the only sound in the room was our breathing. It was harsh and out of sync. We were both coated in a thin sheen of sweat in addition to the glossy fluids from our play. Laying face down with my wrists bound, I could feel Hunter’s cum flowing slowly out of me. While it felt like I could barely move my lower body from the rough handling, I tightened my core muscles to try to hold it in.

He pulled his cock out and rose over me but I didn’t turn my head to watch. I was tired and, no matter how much I wanted to see, hadn’t recovered my body strength enough to lift my upper body. That was, until I felt his hands grip me by the outer thighs and tug. I was surprised but just let out a soft grunt with no resistance.

“I can’t believe-,” I started but he didn’t let me finish.

“Shhh,” slipped from between Hunter’s lips as he moved to part my thighs. I was unwilling. With a sudden burst of strength I gripped the carpet and hiked my hips up and away so that my legs stayed closed. His response was immediate. The smack across my butt cheeks was resounding and stung enough to make my body go completely soft underneath him. He took the opportunity to yank me back into place and force my thighs aside. Unbothered, he continued, ” I just need to see if you’re keeping that cum in like a good girl.”

I trembled. I wondered he was gonna shove his cock back inside at any moment. Hunter slid his hands up then stopped with both thumbs prodding the rim of my holes, spread to expose the contrast of creamy white to flesh. It felt like his cum was leaving me faster in that position and my cheeks reddened at what a sight it must have been.

Craning my neck, I peered behind to see his expression. When our eyes met, Hunter took two of his fingers and stuck them in his mouth. I felt him place the wet digits at my clit and run the pads of his fingers slowly upward, catching every bit of escaped semen. I couldn’t help but clench down hard when the cum covered fingers slid inside and Hunter leaned over to place his palm on my head. I felt overworked for sure. I ached. My pliable little pussy took in everything he gave me as he pressed me down just like that. I couldn’t look in his eyes anymore but the feeling as he slowly fingered my cunt pushed me to moan and squirm again, oversensitive. He shushed me and slowly slid his fingers out, “Ah, that’s better, we’ll have to plug you up next time and see if you can keep it in while you run.”

NSFW: yes

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