Giving in to the Cock

It's a hot summer night and I'm officially melting. My fan has broken so I can't cool myself with that but I feel too scared to leave my bedroom window open. You hear all sorts of stories about men climbing in through windows and fucking whoever they find. It's probably just a load of urban legends spread by suspicious women but I still daren't risk it, especially when my friends treat it as gospel.

So instead, I lay in bed sweating and getting hotter by the minute, and not in a good way. I consider masturbating because nothing sends me to sleep like a good orgasm but I'm too hot to even find the energy for that. I consider taking off my pyjamas but I hate laying in bed naked. It just annoys me too much.

Ten more sweaty minutes pass and I give in. I can't cope with this heat for the sake of a few stories! I open my window a few inches, figuring it would be hard to spot that gap from the street below, and climb back into bed. I'm so sleepy and soon drop off.

As I lay there sleeping, I begin to have such an arousing dream. It's like all my frustration with the heat and the lack of a bedtime orgasm has manifested and has given me this dream as a gift. Invisible hands are gently massaging my breasts, squeezing and rolling them softly. The hands tweak my nipples sharply and I squirm in my sleep. The brief pain feels so good and my pussy twitches. The hands squeeze my breasts again, more forcefully this time, before pausing. They stay still, cupping my breasts, and I'm almost disappointed that the dream seems to have ended here.

Then all of a sudden the hands move and fingers squeeze my nipples so tightly that I jolt awake. And I realise that the hands aren't invisible. They aren't a dream. Someone has found me in my bed and they have their hands under my pyjama top. I draw in a breath to scream and one of the hands whips out from under my top and slaps down over my mouth, cutting me off completely. I freeze, too scared to struggle. I always thought I would fight if something like this happened, but I daren't move at all.

The person attached to the hands seems to sense my fear and removes the hand from my mouth. They grunt as they move position, placing more of their weight onto the bed.

It's a male grunt and it's a cock I feel pressed up against my legs as he positions himself next to me. I still can't move through fear and lay there silently as he begins to play with my nipples again, softly and then roughly squeezing them. He pushes his cock against my thigh as he pinches and squeezes and I feel how hard and big it is. For a brief moment I feel a flutter of desire for that big cock but it soon passes as he continues to abuse my nipples without my consent.

Suddenly, he whips his hand out from under my top again and shoves my pyjama top up around my armpits. My breasts are exposed to the cooling air and I feel goosebumps spread over my skin. His hand strokes my breast softly before sliding down my belly and straight under my pyjama bottom waistband.

The loose elastic stretches easily to accommodate his every movement, my lack of panties making it even easier to gain access, and he doesn't stop to try and arouse me. He slides his fingers right down my slit, brushing past my clit, and pokes a fingertip into the opening of my pussy. He doesn't push it in further than the very tip and I allow myself a brief moment of hope that he's having second thoughts or has been disturbed and will leave but he continues and starts to try and push his finger into me. I'm not at all wet and his finger burns as he tries to work it into me.

With each pump, he gets ever so slightly deeper and deeper into me as my dry pussy tries to refuse him. But soon I start to feel my pussy moisten. His finger gains momentum and slides into me more and more easily. I want him to stop, to get off me, to leave me alone but my pussy grows wetter and wetter, betraying me.

He pauses and removes his finger. I can barely see him in the dark but I feel his weight move on the bed and then he's tugging and yanking at my pyjama bottoms and then they are off. I consider trying to jump up and run but I'm so scared and then he's back anyway, back pressed against me, then back inside me, pumping away with that finger. He adds a second and then a third finger and is soon pounding away at me with all three. I'm still frozen in fear and my body bounces up and down the bed with the force of this unwanted finger fucking.

It seems to go on forever, my poor pussy just accepting this invasion, and I can hear the squelching of my juices as he manipulates my hole. I'm so ashamed that I'm wet and feel so betrayed by my body.

He slows down the pumping and moves his hand so the his thumb is pressed on my clitoris while his fingers remain deep inside me. For the first time, my anger outweighs my fear and I try to move away from him. It's one thing to use me for his pleasure and games but quite another to try and pleasure me for his amusement. He laughs as I try to wriggle away and repositions himself so his weight is pinning me down. I can't feel his cock against my leg anymore but I can feel his thumb making circular motions against my clit as he rubs it slowly.

I desperately don't want to get pleasure from this manipulation but I can feel familiar stirrings as my clit swells and my pussy gets more and more wet. His fingers are sliding in and out of me so easily now and I hear him laugh again. I can feel the pleasure building and it's awful because I want him to stop but at the same time, I know I will cum and I want to cum.

He keeps slowly pumping away at me and rubbing my clit and then adds to my arousal by enveloping my nipple with his mouth and sucking roughly at my bud. I squirm as I'm touched everywhere. How can my body be enjoying this while I want to scream and escape?

I soon feel pleasure building again and my pussy twitches in anticipation. He laughs and I know he felt it on his fingers. I'm so ashamed that he must realise that my body is enjoying this onslaught. Suddenly, he picks up speed again, and rubs my clit with such force and speed that I seem to lose control of my body. I'm wriggling and squirming and I can feel the orgasm building and I just want him to stop, to stop, oh, to stop, to not force me into sharing such a private thing with him but then I explode and my pussy contracts around his fingers again and again and I moan in a mixture of pleasure and shame.

I lay twitching as he removes his fingers from my pussy and stops sucking at my breast. His weight shifts again and I think it's over. Thank god, it's over. I can see a vague outline of him in the dark as he stands next to the bed and I want to jump up and try to run out the room but logic tells me to stay still and he will go now.

But logic was wrong.

He comes back towards me and gets back on the bed. He grabs my breasts roughly before leaning in and biting my nipple hard. It feels more violent now and I am scared all over again. He's moving on the bed and he yanks my legs apart. I try to keep them closed but he's just so strong. He spreads my legs and then pauses. I'm so frightened and feel so exposed with my pussy spread wide open in front of him.

I hear the sound of material and know he's pulling down his pants or whatever he is wearing. His weight shifts again and I feel a pressure on my pussy hole. It's the head of that big cock I felt against my leg earlier and he holds it against my opening, pushing just enough so that my pussy lips are parted and his dick is inside me ever so slightly. My pussy betrays me again as it twitches on the head of his cock and he seems to take that as a signal.

He slams his cock into me in one long stroke as I yelp in shock and it fills my pussy completely. It's the most full I've ever felt and I can feel myself stretching to accommodate him. He pauses again leaving me impaled on his rod and I daren't move at all in case he starts to pump that thing in and out of me. I still can't believe this is happening, that some stranger is violating me in this way and has me perched on the end of his cock in my own bed. I want it to be over, I want it to stop. But it doesn't.

He adjusts his weight again, shifting onto one hand, and the other hand reaches up and covers my mouth.

"You'll need this to shut you up," he grunts at me. I start to panic again. All I can think is how much it must hurt if he thinks I will need silencing after I've been so quiet through his assault on my body.

He slowly withdraws from my pussy, then he leans forward and his huge cock slams into me again and again. I want to scream as it jolts me up and down and up and down. He draws it out of me, leaving just the head inside my pussy, and then slams it back into me. I scream, muffled under his hand, first with pain and then with pleasure.

I'm ashamed to feel my juices escaping under me as he pumps in and out of me. My pussy is enjoying it and then, as he pounds me, slamming me up and down like a rag doll, I betray myself by moaning with pleasure. The more he slides into me, the better it feels and I feel myself being controlled by the pleasure in my pussy. I don't want to feel this good at the hands and cock of a stranger but I do. I feel like a whore but I want him to continue, I want him to take me, I want to ride this wave until I cum all over that huge meaty cock.

I moan again and again and as my sounds sound more like a happy lover, he removes his hand from my mouth and plays with my nipple instead. I can't stop moaning with pleasure and I am horrified by the animal sounds I am making while this strange man mounts me but at the same time it feels so good. I spread my legs wider for him and I feel my body begin to mimic his thrusting, moving to meet his cock every time it dives deeper into me. He begins to grunt loudly as he pounds into me and I suddenly return to my senses. This man will cum in me if he carries on. I have no protection whatsoever in this attack on my body.

"Please, I can't get pregnant. Please!" I beg as he fucks me. He just laughs and continues to slam into me, picking up speed. I realise that I've just turned him on even more and I despair at the thought of giving him even more pleasure. But a small dark part of me is turned on by the thought that this violation pleases him and it makes my pussy twitch.

He continues to drive into me and soon the friction is starting to make me betray myself again and I can't keep the moans in. And then the small dark part of me takes over. This is the biggest cock I've ever had and I can't resist it anymore. I slide my hand between my legs and reach for my clit as he continues to fuck me. I can feel my juices all over myself and it makes my clit so sensitive. I rub it frantically and he laughs loudly when he realises.

"Fucking whore. I knew I'd picked the right window," he mutters. He pauses with his cock deep inside me and I feel so full, impaled again on his rod. I continue to rub my clit using his cock like I use my dildo, to fill me and make my clit so exposed, so sensitive, and then I feel it building.

"I'm going to..." I moan with such shame but such pleasure. He thrusts again once and it pushes me over the edge. I explode with the force of the orgasm as I cum on his huge cock. I can feel my pussy squeezing his shaft and the thought of my poor innocent pussy gobbling down that stranger's cock and gaining pleasure from it pushes me over the edge into a second orgasm. I've never felt something so amazing and I know he can tell. As I moan softly, pussy twitching around him, he begins to fuck me again and I know now that he is on the home stretch.

He picks up speed and drives into me with such force that my tits bounce up and down and my bed squeaks loudly. I moan and gasp with pleasure as he slams into me so deeply and then I feel him shudder. His hot spunk sprays into my pussy and then he whips his cock out of me and I feel a second shot hit my belly, then my breasts and then my face. I never knew a man could produce such massive amounts of spunk and I lay there as he marks me as his territory with his thick cum.

As the spray stops, he moans once and I feel my pussy twitch again knowing that I milked that cock with my pussy. I reach up and touch my sticky cum-splattered breasts and I can feel myself becoming aroused again.

I see his outline as he climbs back off my bed and I lay there, covered in his spray, touching my wet cum-stained skin, used, fucked, pleasured by this stranger. That small dark part of me wants to thank him for what turned into the best fucking I've ever had but it feels wrong. So I don't. I just lay there watching as he climbs back out of my window without a word and then slide my hand down to my soaking pussy and begin to play.