Jenny and James Read Free Page A

partnership - she may as well have been a blow-up doll for all the activity she was contributing to his enjoyment, yet part of her relished being treated like a toy.   Just being used to get him hard so he could use her other orifices made her feel like such a slut.  
    After one last thrust that left her struggling to breathe, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and then dragged her down the hall by her hair.   She tried to keep up but she was half crawling and she was held too high to use her hands on the floor.   He dragged her into her guest bedroom and then threw her on the bed.
    He let her lie there for a minute, and she realized that this would be a good time to make an escape for it, but she knew there wasn't much point.   He'd easily catch her again.   After looking at her for a second, he got on top of her and pinned her arms down again and then pushed her pants down with his feet.   Her panties went down too, and in no time at all she was very exposed to him and also trapped, since her pants ended up around her knees.   He leaned up and stared at her pussy, which made her feel really ashamed.   Especially since she knew how wet she was.
    Then, using just one hand to pin her hands again, he pushed her face to the side and started kissing her neck.   Then he paused and said, "Can you feel how hard I am?"   When she didn't answer he reached down and twisted her nipple again while she whimpered.   "When I ask you a question you need to answer, now can you feel how hard I am?"   After she said yes, he said, "And what am I going to do with this nice hard cock?   Say it, slut."
    "You're going to fuck me," she said.
    "Well, if you insist," he said, and then in one thrust entered her to the hilt.   "Wow, that was easy; you're so wet for me.   This must be what you wanted isn't it?"
    "No," she said, "no, I didn't want...I don't..."   And suddenly she wanted him off her.   She was so embarrassed with him pointing out how aroused she was, and she figured for dignity's sake she should get him off of her and then...well she wasn't sure what would happen after that, but she figured she'd worry about it later.   She started trying to wriggle out from under him but he just kept fucking her.
    "You know, cutie, it's so much more fun when you struggle.   Please keep that up."   And then he thrust harder and he even grunted a few times like he was some sort of animal. Jenny felt like a whore.   She knew right now he didn't care at all about her personality or even what she looked like; she was just a place to stick his dick, and that really pissed her off. “What kind of asshole could do this to another person?” she wondered, and then she came…hard.
    When she came back to her senses he was still fucking her, but now appeared to be laughing at her.   "Tell me some more that you don't want this," he said.   "Obviously you've needed some good dick for a while, but you know I'm not doing this for you; I'm doing it for me.   I can't have you having all the orgasms now, can I?"   With that he pulled out of her, and Jenny was so embarrassed to hear herself moan in disappointment.   Before she could muster up any other sort of reaction, though, he flipped her over and then used his knee to pin her down to the bed.
    What the hell was going on?   She couldn't see him very well since his leg was blocking her view but he seemed to be reaching for something located near the bed.   "Crap!" she thought, "he's gone and put something in here ahead of time.   God, I wonder what it is."   She didn't have to worry very long, though, as she felt his hand roughly spread her cheeks and then felt something drip onto them.   She knew instinctively it lube.   She jumped, or tried to, but he really had her pinned against the bed.   Then she felt a finger slide into her.
    He leaned forward and whispered in her ear,   "You don't want to jump again, while my finger's in here.   Trust me, I can make this very painful very