The Intruder
Misty watched as the giant man dominated her husband and used him as his fuck toy. The scene was rough and a****listic and at times crossed the line of violent. John was tossed from position to position as the superior man used the full length and girth of this stallion-like cock to aggressively pleasure himself at the expense of John's ass and mouth. Helpless, with his arms handcuffed behind him, John had no choice but to be used by the intruder.
Misty's mind raced. How had the man gotten into their hotel room and how had he overpowered them both so quickly? The handcuffs cut into her wrists with any movement. She could do nothing but watch.
She studied every deal of the man, hoping that if they survived, she would be able to describe him to police. White male, 250 lbs, at least 6' 5", in his twenties. Shoulder length black hair, maybe brown eyes. Sleeve tattoos on both arms, mostly some sort of tribal artwork. Enormous circumcised cock at least 11 inches long and thick.
She begged the giant of a man to stop, to leave her husband alone. And then from somewhere deep inside came the words "Please leave him alone, take me instead." Had she said those words out loud? Or had she just thought them? Was she asking for mercy, or for her turn?
Her answer can quickly as the b**st growled, "Oh you are next." In one quick motion, she was being dragged across the bed by her hair. With her face forced down onto her husband's back she watched, just inches away the man's huge rigid cock was pounded again and again into John's gaping ass.
John had long since stopped resisting. Now the only sign he was still conscious was the guttural groan issued from his body each time the attacker skewered him with his giant cock and dropped his full weight onto him.
The display of power and dominance over her husband terrified her. But also if she allowed herself to admit it, the fire of passion had been stoked so high inside her that Misty felt no option but to beg him to leave John alone and to take her instead.
John and Misty had come to the hotel for a romantic location to try to conceive their first baby. With all the best information she could gather, she knew full well that she was at the absolute peak of fertility at this very moment. But she was still helpless to resist, or perhaps subconsciously she was begging to be bred by the intruder.
The brute silenced her begging by pulling his enormous cock from John's ass and instantly filled her mouth with with it. She gagged and choked on it at first. Then something came over her and for the next few minutes she was able to take the pounding of her throat without even flinching.
His cock cleared her mouth and she found herself again being dragged into position. Lifted onto her knees, he ripped her panties away. Her bare ass in the air, she knew she was about to filled with the same piston that had just destroyed her husband's ass.
The intruder's cock felt even bigger than she had imagined as he drove it past the folds of her labia and deep inside her. As the full length of his cock filled her, he taunted, "You nasty fucking whore. You are so wet. You really do want this don't you?"
She had no time to answer as he forced her face into the bed. She felt her handcuffed wrists pulled back for his leverage and his assault on her tight pussy was immediately in overdrive.
Her body betrayed her, or perhaps not, and within seconds of being stretched to her limits by the massive cock, she exploded in a violent, quivering orgasm. It would not be the last of the climaxes for her even while under this unwanted assault.
Time lost all meaning to her as she was hammered again and again. The sound of his body slapping against her seemed to fade and all she could hear was the pounding in her ears as her heart raced.
Misty was jolted back to reality when she felt him tense and stop the pounding. The massive man claimed his latest conquest with a mighty roar as his godlike body could no longer contain the white gold of his dominate male seed.
He collapsed on top of her forcing her to the bed. But he held his cock inside her and was soon moving it slowly again. His recovery was almost instant. Now with his monolith desensitized by the brutal attacks and his first orgasm, the next hour was a blur of sweat soaked exploitation of Misty's body.
His stamina and speed were other worldly and the next three volcanic eruptions of seed were sequentially injected through the gateway to Misty's fertile womb which had been forced open by the length and width of this stud's cock.
Survival of this generically superior human's offspring was all but assured planted directly into Misty at the height of her fertility. She instinctively knew she would bear his c***d.
Finally satisfied, the hulk moved away from Misty and turned again to John. John had lay quivering and cowering, bruised and gaping to watch as his wife was bred by the intruder.
"Clean this up," he ordered as he slapped his cum soaked cock on John's face. Dutifully, John complied and sucking clean the very weapon that had just been used on his wife.
The b**st stowed away his massive cock, reached into his pant pocket and retrieved the key to the handcuffs. He unlocked one of John's wrists, handed him the key and then started toward the door.
Looking over his shoulder the intruder said, "Same time next month?"
John relied, "Sure unless you were finally successful in breeding Misty."
Misty relied, "Definitely same time next month. I am pretty sure you were successful and we will need to celebrate."
Misty's mind raced. How had the man gotten into their hotel room and how had he overpowered them both so quickly? The handcuffs cut into her wrists with any movement. She could do nothing but watch.
She studied every deal of the man, hoping that if they survived, she would be able to describe him to police. White male, 250 lbs, at least 6' 5", in his twenties. Shoulder length black hair, maybe brown eyes. Sleeve tattoos on both arms, mostly some sort of tribal artwork. Enormous circumcised cock at least 11 inches long and thick.
She begged the giant of a man to stop, to leave her husband alone. And then from somewhere deep inside came the words "Please leave him alone, take me instead." Had she said those words out loud? Or had she just thought them? Was she asking for mercy, or for her turn?
Her answer can quickly as the b**st growled, "Oh you are next." In one quick motion, she was being dragged across the bed by her hair. With her face forced down onto her husband's back she watched, just inches away the man's huge rigid cock was pounded again and again into John's gaping ass.
John had long since stopped resisting. Now the only sign he was still conscious was the guttural groan issued from his body each time the attacker skewered him with his giant cock and dropped his full weight onto him.
The display of power and dominance over her husband terrified her. But also if she allowed herself to admit it, the fire of passion had been stoked so high inside her that Misty felt no option but to beg him to leave John alone and to take her instead.
John and Misty had come to the hotel for a romantic location to try to conceive their first baby. With all the best information she could gather, she knew full well that she was at the absolute peak of fertility at this very moment. But she was still helpless to resist, or perhaps subconsciously she was begging to be bred by the intruder.
The brute silenced her begging by pulling his enormous cock from John's ass and instantly filled her mouth with with it. She gagged and choked on it at first. Then something came over her and for the next few minutes she was able to take the pounding of her throat without even flinching.
His cock cleared her mouth and she found herself again being dragged into position. Lifted onto her knees, he ripped her panties away. Her bare ass in the air, she knew she was about to filled with the same piston that had just destroyed her husband's ass.
The intruder's cock felt even bigger than she had imagined as he drove it past the folds of her labia and deep inside her. As the full length of his cock filled her, he taunted, "You nasty fucking whore. You are so wet. You really do want this don't you?"
She had no time to answer as he forced her face into the bed. She felt her handcuffed wrists pulled back for his leverage and his assault on her tight pussy was immediately in overdrive.
Her body betrayed her, or perhaps not, and within seconds of being stretched to her limits by the massive cock, she exploded in a violent, quivering orgasm. It would not be the last of the climaxes for her even while under this unwanted assault.
Time lost all meaning to her as she was hammered again and again. The sound of his body slapping against her seemed to fade and all she could hear was the pounding in her ears as her heart raced.
Misty was jolted back to reality when she felt him tense and stop the pounding. The massive man claimed his latest conquest with a mighty roar as his godlike body could no longer contain the white gold of his dominate male seed.
He collapsed on top of her forcing her to the bed. But he held his cock inside her and was soon moving it slowly again. His recovery was almost instant. Now with his monolith desensitized by the brutal attacks and his first orgasm, the next hour was a blur of sweat soaked exploitation of Misty's body.
His stamina and speed were other worldly and the next three volcanic eruptions of seed were sequentially injected through the gateway to Misty's fertile womb which had been forced open by the length and width of this stud's cock.
Survival of this generically superior human's offspring was all but assured planted directly into Misty at the height of her fertility. She instinctively knew she would bear his c***d.
Finally satisfied, the hulk moved away from Misty and turned again to John. John had lay quivering and cowering, bruised and gaping to watch as his wife was bred by the intruder.
"Clean this up," he ordered as he slapped his cum soaked cock on John's face. Dutifully, John complied and sucking clean the very weapon that had just been used on his wife.
The b**st stowed away his massive cock, reached into his pant pocket and retrieved the key to the handcuffs. He unlocked one of John's wrists, handed him the key and then started toward the door.
Looking over his shoulder the intruder said, "Same time next month?"
John relied, "Sure unless you were finally successful in breeding Misty."
Misty relied, "Definitely same time next month. I am pretty sure you were successful and we will need to celebrate."
2 years ago
~B
