My first Encounter
by Txcubslut
26 Dec 2022 4094 readers Score 9.1 (22 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt
Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.
I found myself wondering what had happened earlier that night, the things that have been done to me. " did I like it, did I want more", wondered through the window of my dorm. I stayed glaring through the window of my dorm as my roommate was asleep. I just kept thinking of the things that were done to me and what I would do. was it something that I would go back to with my sp called boyfriend? He lived an hour away and that was the least of my issues as it was something that he wanted. I secretly wanted too, to be in an open relationship so that I would explore not so that I could wander through the thoughts that I was having.
When I awake the next morning I got ready to go to class as nothing had happened to me with my roommate blissfully unaware of everything that I was doing in the middle of the night. When the class had ended I decided to text my friends so that we could go to the dining hall to go and have some lunch. It was my second year there so I didn't always go to lunch at the dining hall as their meals never really changed, so all I had was some fish and cereal. Breakfast for the champions. " so how was your day going guys". "it's been going we have a quiz today and it wasn't what I was expecting it to be", [Belle], "What about you", aware that when it was said to me that I would be thinking of things that were done to be from the night before. "it's going alright rough night, ate something that didn't agree with me", an excuse from me not having the best comfort of sitting because I was basically rapped the night before.
The rest of the day when off pretty boring having to deal with lots of classes, this was the year that I wanted to overachieve things by going through more classes than one normal person could handle, it being 19 credits of glasses. Normally after a long period of time that I was in class, then I would go to the dorm so that I could rest, but to my belief, I would have so much trouble because I wasn't able to get rid of the sensual thoughts that were going through me. I would think of the touching, so to stop I would go in the shower, yet it would be worse for me. The one thing that I loved about these dorms was that I would have a private bathroom, knowing that my roommate would have classes in the afternoon I knew his class schedule I decided to take off my clothes by the bed and head to the shower. I would normally take long showers as it was my thinking place for most of the things that I did, I would be there for maybe a little longer than an hour just thinking of everything. To my realization, I would learn that when in the shower I would think of everything that was happening to me and learn that I would love the thought of what I felt.
When in the shower I would think of everything that was done to me, I lean out of the shower so that I could turn off the light so that I could think a little better. As I let the water run through my naked body, glistering down me, I lean upward as if I was looking at the ceiling feeling every drop land on my body as if it is electricity through every drop that I feel touches me. I start moving my hands through every inch of my body allowing myself through the emotions that happened to me loving the feeling of wanting it in the deepest parts of my soul as if it is something that I want it to repeat through me again. acknowledging what was done to me, wanting it again, I slide my hands in the sink with the water as if my hands and water are communicating with each other forcing the hair on my body to raise, electrifying me making me just how much it really is that I wanted it again. I begin to touch myself, jerking off to the thoughts, how my first grabbed me, how he placed his hand on me showing me what I felt like to have someone show me the force of a dominant man, how he would spin me, grab my waist, how he would fuck me, showing me he had all the control and that he would be the one that would show me that he had the control and that I was his, I was the one that was going to be used and shown what it meant to truly be fucked and that no one would have the power to stop him from putting his seed inside me. I explode at the thought of when he held my neck when I was being choked and fucked at his explosion.
After I cum I end up snapping back to the reality as to where I was and that all of it was in my head, it had already passed, and that I would take it to my grave. I decided to finish my shower and dry off, forgetting that I didn't bring clothes in I walk out to the room not knowing if my roommate had or hadn't come back yet, to my luck I noticed that he had not and I had just enough time to change into some clothes because as I finish putting on my shirt and just I was doing that my roommate comes in. " oh hey how was classes". "it was alright, I just came to drop my things off, I'm off to see a few friends, I won't be back for a while". "oh okay, that's fine I will just be here, I don't plan on doing much, I just wanna lay here and watch some tv". With that being said, I decided to just watch some Tv and talk to my boyfriend for a while. He lives 2 hrs away back in my hometown of Dallas Texas and I'm up here in college doing not much so we really don't see each other that much, except when I go home during to weekend to go and see him.
As I am starting to drift off to bed I get a ping from Grindr, non the less it was the guy that decided to fuck me. Through the messages, he is so sweet and caring asking me if I want to come over and get fucked again. reluctant to say no, I still found myself saying yes, I instantly regret my text and think of the options that I have, could I text him back and say no, should I ignore and not go at all, should just go and see what it is that I will get myself into again. It's the middle of the night as the time flew past me and I didn't know whether or not I should, my body reacts more to going unaware that I have thought of it. I find myself going to the car, and heading his way, unaware of what are some of the things that I would expect there. I text him saying that I have arrived and he just texts me the same thing as many would and that was to just come in and not knock.
I go into the apartment, I walk to the do and as I am in front of the door I sigh thinking of everything that could happen to me, I thought I could go in and at least I could expect everything to be the same I would go through the living room and head to the hallway and maybe he would grab me. This leads me to walk through the doorstep, thinking that his roommate is there which is why he told me to not knock at the door and just come in. As I close the door I don't realize that he was behind me, he grabs me, almost hugging me but with a little bit more force than that, " hey you little slut I knew you would come back for more", leaving me tranced that I would be fucked hard with no remorse. "no one is here this time, your all mine and I can be much louder then I was last night you little slut", with that said he basically lifts me and throws me to the couch, I try to adjust myself but he had other plans, forces me to be in doggy placing my hands on the headboard of the couch, and my knees on the edge of the bed. He grabs my waist where my pants are and forcibly pulls my pants down to my knees forcing my knees together making it hard for me to move. " Don't try anything funny you slut, I've been wanting this pussy all day", he smacks my ass hard with enough force that it would leave an imprint of pain on my ass I feel as if a tear begins to form on my eye.
without a single word said he grabs my ass and dives his face in between my cheeks, shoving his tongue inside me making the pain go away and leaving only pleasure, eating as if was the best food that he would have he goes hard, eating me out. Making me moan in bliss and bringing pleasure to my thoughts, thinking that this time it was not as bad as the last, with all the lights in the living room all I could do was think and imagine what he looked like. I tried to keep my mindset to the thoughts of what pleasure he was giving me, making me moan, lathering my ass, spreading my ass with eating hand, with it being dark all I could do was feel him pool away. not knowing whether he would tung me or not, all I could think of was the pleasure that he just gave me, after a second goes by I feel a small poke at my ass again thinking that it was him about to tung me again." I hope your ready bitch", as soon as I hear those words come out I realize that is wasn't his tung that was at my ass it was something else. A forceful thrust goes inside me, shoving his entire cock inside me, all in one failed swoop, making a sharp pain go through my ass leading all the way to my spin, I try to pull away. " where do you think you're going", he grabs my neck and covers my mouth, pulling me back onto his dick even harder, all I could do is see the pleasure that he was having. the pain starts to change with each thrust and it begins to change to please, I start noticing that with each thrust that he gives me I feel myself starting to push back into him, meeting him halfway there. "thank you, sir, please sir I want more", still on the couch, I feel him pushing on my back so that my head wasn't on the headboard of the chair but at the back bottom of the chain when one normally sits.
I start to tremble at how hard he was fucking me, unable to move because he has my head on the couch, unable to move, he begins to growl at the thrusts that he is doing to me. " Take it you bitch, take my cum you whore". with one failed swoop, he thrusts as hard as he can "Uhh thank you sir" and he cums inside me, keeping his cock as deep inside me all I could feel was him and his cock pulsating inside me as each spurt of cum dropped inside me. this time de does start to pull away slowly as if all the energy that he had was drained out of me and left inside my ass. as soon as his cock comes out of me he lets me fall onto the couch and lay there as he tries to gather his energy himself.
He takes me to the room where he had originally fucked me and decides to let me rest for a while till de decides to fuck me once more and so that is what I had for the night, him fucking me two more times that night as if my ass was the only thing that was letting him release his cum load from his balls. Treating me as his cum slut and me accepting it in every way that I could. I seem to have passed out through the night while he was fucking me because when I awoke he had already dropped 3 loads in me and told me that I knocked out at some point of him holding my neck, I thanked him because I knew that I wouldn't be able to bare that much fucking and usage from someone that was so new to that. "you pussy is just so good, I'm not going to jerk off anymore, I'm going to use you every time that I have the need to cum, I will have blue balls unless u get that pussy here when I tell you too. You will take my cock whenever I want and where I want it, is that understood", told me as I was changing to go home but he held my hand waiting for an answer, thinking that he would do something I say, " yes sir, thank you for using me whenever you want". the most unexpected thing happened, he hugs me and gave me a kiss. It was the first time that it had ever happened between us and I thought that I was going insane thinking about what did i do to deserve a kiss. I go back home to my apartment so that I could rest as the next day I had class and this was the second time in a row that I was fucked hard so much that I was in pain.
To be continued...