Page 33 of Biker's Enemy

He could kill Tanner too if he’s sleeping hard enough or locked up in his office worried about money.

The man kneeling on the bed presses his weight into me and I feel every pound leaning into me. He’s heavy. Not heavier than me, but still a big, strong ass man. I can’t get any air in as his body covers mine. He’s almost cradling me as he joins me in the bed.

His hand gropes my ass cheek as he makes space to nestle his crotch against my butt. I yelp loudly and he has to cover my mouth. His dick. I can feel his dick and the terror forces an extremely unwise yelp out of my mouth. The intruder’s hand tightens and his voice erupts, “I told you not to be loud.”

Slickness pools between my thighs. More fear. Despite my frozen body, I do my best to nod in agreement. I don’t want to anger this man. It’s best to go along with whatever he wants… anything he wants.

“You have the softest ass,” he whispers. “And since you’re a good girl and kept your hymen safe… I’ll go slow. No need to fuck you like a bad girl until I turn you into one.”

I hate every implication in his statement but at this point, I’m too terrified to make a sound. I just nod and force myself to ignore the slickness between my legs. It’s only making everything worse. I feel gross and distracted when I should be focused on one thing — survival.

The dick pressing into my ass feels huge. I’m no expert, but relative to my butt, that thing feels as big as this man’s forearm — which is huge.

His body cradles mine as he kisses my neck. The kiss has the unfortunate effect of calming me a little. The physical sensation of soft, masculine lips against my neck sends a confusing river of calm straight through me. My terror subsides enough for me to tune into different sensations aside from the weight pressed on top of me and the gigantic dick weighing against my ass.

He smells good. And familiar. The familiar part doesn’t stick in my head very long, but the pleasantness of this man’s smell gives his invasion a confusing effect on me. I squirm as if that could possibly help me get away from this powerful specimen of a man who climbed in through my window and has me pinned to my bed.

Seventeen

CASH

She has to know it’s me. I speak to this woman in a similarly stern tone every day. I love that she’s playing along. Acting like a stranger. I don’t think she’s acting about the virgin thing. Her body is stiff. Nervous. Probably because it’s her first time. I meant what I said… I’ll make it good for her.

Quin is everything I want in a woman and it’s not just because she is a sexy black woman, insanely fucking thick in the way that makes a country ass white boy lose his goddamn mind. She has this way with Avery that makes me feel guilty for being such a piece of shit about the situation.

Most women irritate the hell out of me and nag me to the point where I can’t see the point in them. With Quin, it’s different. I don’t listen? She stands up to me. She’s strong. She’s sexy. She has all the feminine features I love in a woman with even more to love of every last helping of flesh.

I want to put her big brown tits in my mouth and suck on her nipples until she cums. This woman has pushed me to the point of fucking insanity and going along with this stranger fantasy makes it even more likely that when I spread her legs apart, I’ll cum nice and deep in her virgin pussy.

My hands reach for the waist of her pants which I slide off effortlessly with her underwear. She yelps in a mixture of arousal and despair, which I fail to punish with a hard smack on her ass because I am so fucking distracted by how goddamn perfect her exposed ass looks. There is absolutely nothing more delicious than a plus-sized woman’s body. I work on my muscular physique with the intention of giving a nice, thick woman a night to remember with my body.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I growl before grabbing her ass gently on the spot where I smacked her earlier. She makes a low moaning sound, still in slight pain from where I spanked her earlier. That moan sends my desires into overdrive and my dick thumps against the inside of my pants, desperate to make contact with this fine woman’s bare ass. The movement makes my sexy plus-sized nanny more nervous because her body stiffens and those thick thighs stick together again.

God damn, her skin is soft. I feel so fucking lost in my desire for her that I don’t think about anything but touching her, kissing her, and getting my dick inside her so that she’s no longer a virgin. Quin squirms like she’s trying to get free and I keep her pressed into the bed with my weight.

Her reluctance sends a minor frustrated urge through me. This is a fun game but at some point, I need to get my dick in that pussy. I can’t keep playing around. Breathing slowly, I massage her soft ass, enjoying the layout of her butt with my palm. I feel so rough in comparison. I’ve spent my whole life under bikes or getting my ass in trouble. I’m cut up and fucked up. Quin is soft all over.

“I want you so fucking bad,” I whisper in her ear as I grind my dick into her ass. “Can you feel how bad I want you, sugar plum?”

She only answers with a moan. I reach my hand from her ass cheek between her legs and that’s when I really drive her crazy. Her pussy lips are so slick that my fingers almost slide inside her, especially when she squeals and gives a resistant wriggle that inadvertently draws my fingers between her outer lips.

Once I’m in there, I don’t stop. I rub every inch of Quin’s slit while she fights me — fights her own goddamn pleasure. The poor virgin has no idea what’s happening except for the fact that it feels fucking good and she is so desperate to play along with me that she hasn’t let up for a second that she knows exactly who I am.

It’s so fucking hot. Her pussy is warm. Soaking. She drips so damn much that her pussy lips and thighs are coated. Her warmth guides my fingers exactly where they need to be. I slide around her soft lips until I find her clit and then I move around it in slow circles that drive this woman absolutely fucking wild. Holy shit, she is perfect…

Quin has the softest pussy I’ve ever felt and is so fucking wet.

“I have to put a finger inside you, baby,” I whisper. “I have to touch those sweet inner walls.”

She whimpers something that almost sounds like a no, but it’s too late. Her pussy is so wet that moving my fingers up and down her slit makes it easy to slide inside her. My index finger enters Quin first and the moan that comes out of her nearly makes me cum immediately. She sounds so fucking hot and her pussy grips my finger tight, surrounding me in heat and increasing my lust for her into deranged territory.

I have already gone way too far but Quin’s tight pussy clamping around my single finger makes me want even more from her. Lost in my desire for her, I kiss her neck, tasting her fear as I push my finger deeper. I want another moan. She provides exactly what I crave when I thrust my finger deeper, tempting me to add a second one.

Once Quin feels the second finger pressed against her entrance, I can feel her fighting again. Her ass moves against my crotch with the clear intentional effect of getting me extremely fucking hard. There is so much precum oozing from my dick that it feels like I pissed myself.

I need this woman’s pussy the way I need oxygen. If I don’t get my dick inside her sloppy wet lips, I’ll drive myself even crazier than I have already. I withdraw my two fingers slowly and then push them back in. Quin responds with a loud moan when I slide all the way back inside her. Fuck yes. I love that noise. She sounds perfect and every hot noise out of Quin’s mouth just makes me more desperate to give her sweet black pussy every inch of my gigantic white dick.

I’m not being arrogant – just truthful.

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