He grabbed her by the hips and shoved her face down on the bed before she could twist away. Her shorts were already yanked to her knees, panties stretched tight across one thigh. She kicked once, hard, but he was bigger, heavier, and he pressed his forearm across her lower back to pin her.
Stop, she said, voice muffled in the sheets. I said no.
He didnt answer.
He just spit on his hand, rubbed it over the fat head of his cock, and lined up. She was dry at first, tight, and the blunt pressure made her whole body jerk. He pushed harder. The thick crown forced her lips apart with a wet, stretching sound. She gasped, fingers clawing the mattress.
Fuck, youre tight, he growled, voice low and filthy. Gonna split this reluctant little pussy open anyway.
She tried to crawl forward. He caught her wrists, yanked them behind her back, and drove in another inch. The stretch burned. Her cunt clenched hard around him, trying to push him out, but that only made the next thrust slide deeper. Half his cock was inside her now, thick veins dragging against sensitive walls that hadnt been ready. She felt every ridge, every pulse.
Too big, she panted. It hurtspull out.
He answered by snapping his hips forward. The rest of him sank in until his balls slapped her clit. She cried out, the sound raw and involuntary. He was so deep she could feel him nudging her cervix, the pressure heavy and unrelenting. He started fucking her in short, brutal strokes, using her pinned arms for leverage. Each time he bottomed out, her pussy made a slick, obscene sound around the massive girth.
She hated how wet she was getting. The reluctant slickness eased the way just enough for him to pound harder. Her walls fluttered and squeezed, trying to adjust, but he was relentless. Every thrust forced a grunt from her throat. She kept saying no, voice breaking, but her body was taking him, stretching wide around the huge cock that refused to stop.
He let go of her wrists only to flip her onto her back. Her legs kicked; he caught one ankle and shoved it up by her head, opening her completely. He looked down at where they were joined, watched his thick shaft disappear into her stretched cunt again and again.
Look at that greedy hole, he muttered. Clenching like it wants more even while you say no.
She turned her face away, eyes squeezed shut, but she couldnt block out the wet slap of skin or the way her clit throbbed every time his pelvis ground against it. The orgasm crept up anyway, unwanted, sharp. Her pussy spasmed hard around him, milking the massive cock buried inside her. He groaned, fucked her through it, pace turning sloppy.
When he came, he stayed deep, pumping thick ropes against her cervix. She felt every pulse, hot and heavy, filling her until it leaked out around his shaft. He didnt pull out right away. He rocked his hips slowly, pushing the mess deeper while she lay there panting, legs trembling.
Afterward he finally withdrew. Her pussy gaped for a second, puffy and used, cum dripping down the crack of her ass. She rolled onto her side, pulling her knees up, breath shaky. Regret hit fast and cold. She had told him no. She had meant it. Yet her body was still twitching with aftershocks, still slick with the evidence of how thoroughly he had taken her.
He wiped his cock on her thigh, leaving a smear, then tucked himself away. She didnt look at him. The room was quiet except for their breathing. She knew she would replay every thrust later, the burn, the stretch, the way her own climax had betrayed her. And she already knew she wouldnt stop him if he reached for her again. That thought settled in her stomach like lead.
She closed her eyes and let the regret wash over her, thick and bitter, while the ache between her legs throbbed with every heartbeat.
