Mandy's Reluctance

[Twixle]

Mandy had been out on the 5th date with this sweet guy. Their meeting had been so cliched for their generation, they'd met in a Starbucks and hit it off with a great conversation about Mandy finishing her degree in Classic English Literature. What followed was a bona fide modern fairytale relationship. They had been bowling, to the movies, the faair and he'd been as charming and pleasant as he was when they'd first meet, even more so. They were painfully self aware as most were their age, frequently commenting on the cheesiness of their activities and actions yet continuing them without embarrassment. She'd accepted flowers at her doorstep with a cheeky wince and they laughed at the scene straight out of a terribly ernest rom com. 3 months in and she couldn't of asked for better.

They were entering her apartment block as she was reflecting this magic in their coupling. He led the way up the stairs to her second floor room, remembering 'number 21A' from the note she had written for him the day before he appeared with flowers. He had been round 3 times subsequently and he'd seen his place on 5 occasions. The old wooden stairs groaned loudly as they climbed and Mandy watched him jog them with vigour. He was athletic and she was really attracted to his we trained and slim body. Her brown pigtails bounced on her shoulders and the keychain round her finger jiggled like a child playing a xylophone as she followed quickly behind him.

At her door he turned and stood grinning warmly at her. She mirrored him and went to move pass to unlock the door with bundle of keys she held. He didn't move out of her way, instead he collided softly with her and took her mouth in a deep and passionate kiss. His arms slipped under hers and found her hips. Mandy exhaled deeply and her eyelids fluttered. She felt light and easy to manoeuvre which led him to force her gently backwards onto the polished wooden banister above the stars they had come from. The traded kisses and a little tongue. Mandy's lips tingled and were moist, the sigh had relaxed her body into his hands. He made a movement to lift her onto the shiny banister but she let out a cute squeal and gripped onto him. It was clear she was afraid of falling over and their moment passed.

Mandy hadn't realised that he had taken the keys from her hand and was surprised when he opened the door and walked inside. He had been more forceful than he usually was. He'd only ever been gentlemanly and restrained in regards to their physical relationship so his actions seemed a little alien to her. She wasn't put off by it, she enjoyed their contact and it lit an unfamiliar fire inside her, but she was weary of the intent behind it. They hadn't talked about his previous relationships but she was wondering if 3 months without having sex was something he wasn't used to. He hadn't seemed irritated or disappointed each time she would leave his place before it got too late or get him to go so she could study in peace but she had wondered regardless. They had never brought to topic up to one another and it lingered over them like some unspoken, ominous ocasion like the day a solider has to move on and leave behind the sweetheart he finds in an occupied town.

The hallway she was frozen in suddenly seemed vast and hopeless. Her door was a gateway to dangerous, unknown territory and she had the urge to leave her own home. Mandy was an unconfessed virgin.

(Open to 1 male to play Mandy's boyfriend)

 

[Twixle]

bump.

 

[saedo]

Jacob held the door wide. Surprisingly, this was as far inside his girlfriend's apartment as he'd gotten in months. His unfamiliarity meant he didn't know where the nearest light switch was, leaving the interior shrouded in darkness.

Still, he wasn't about to yield his position. It'd been three months
of trying to woo Mandy and the intimacy level had barely progressed for the last two. He'd had girls go slow before and he liked to think himself a patient man, but this was getting ridiculous.

Admittedly, it wasn't like it wasn't a good time. Mandy was bright and witty, with a surprising goofy streak that always cracked him up. He really enjoyed going out with her.

But with the light of the hallway behind her emphasizing her curvy silhouette, he was reminded that he wanted more from her than mere companionship. Every time she took a deep breath, he half expected her top to shred under the strain. He'd been lusting to get his hands on her magnificent rack since forever, but she'd steadfastly blocked him. Sure, she'd crush up against him and he'd feel the warmth of her firm breasts crush up against his chest, her thick nipples digging into him like diamonds. But any attempts to slide his hands up to him were deflected.

He'd fared no better below the waist. She'd let him cup her ass a little, but only atop her clothes. Likewise, if his hands ever drifted above the knee, her thighs would clamp shut like a vise.

He'd hoped tonight he could shift things along. Ordinarily, Mandy preferred to meet at his place because he was located closer to their favorite places to go. That also provided her a convenient excuse at night's end. They'd make out on the couch a bit, but she could always retreat when things got hot.

Tonight, however, he'd persuaded her to meet at her place. Tonight it'd be her couch they'd be making out on. Perhaps in her own home, she wouldn't end things quite so early.

"Hey, you going to just wait there in the hall?" Jacob querried. "C'mon in and show me around."

 

[Twixle]

Mandy swallowed hard. A twisted plot begin to unravel its self before her like a red carpet unrolling to the threshold of her apparent where the evil mastermind beckoning her into his trap. Woah. Ok. She was over reacting. Totally over thinking it. She had always harboured anxiety in one form or another but this was just irrational paranoia. The dark thoughts were buried with a blink and a wide grin.

"Sure, yeah. Sorry." She behaved like someone being woken from a daydream.

Mandy entered, he closed the door. She span on her heels a little too reflexively, almost like a small startled animal, carrying off the manoeuvre with an assumed enthusiastic tour guide role.

"Clockwise or anticlockwise?" She asked and he chose anti. They began with the bathroom, the first door on her left. It was compact with no bathtub. Her apartment was one bedroom and cheap so most of it was stripped back to the bare essentials. Mandy had tugged at the light cord, pointed out the shower, sink and toilet with three short nouns and tugged the room back into darkness within 30 seconds. The corners of her thin lips curled into a coy smile, she was fully aware of her whistle-stop pace and sauntered over to door number two. Her butt had an unintentional sway as she moved which tantalised Jacob even further.

The next door was a small closet. Nothing to see. The kitchen was open plan and shared the largest floor space in the apartment with the living room. She had basic appliances and a mid range tv. They brushed past her lone three seat sofa, both of them paying the barest of attention at this point in the tour. Jacob had tunnel vision, certainly envisioning a tunnel of sorts as Mandy wiggled just out of arms reach. She was already turning red with embarrassment as she approached the final door, her bedroom on the other side of the apartment. She pushed open the door, flicked on the lights and said nothing. This was the first room in which Jacob overtook her and entered. She stood in the doorway as he scanned the space, lingering on a lone pair or gray cotton bed shorts that were folded at the foot of her double bed. She watched him look, like a boy sweating as his mum lingers too close to the porn mag he has hidden under his bed. After the longest second his gazed turned to the window that looked out upon rooftops and a sea of yellow dotted lights.

"Nice view" He remarked.

"The window doesn't open so it gets real hot sometimes." The statement dissolved awkwardly into the atmosphere. In her mind she was three moves ahead of a chess game she wasn't even sure he was even playing. He must of been thinking about the shorts. About her in the shorts. About why she only wore shorts to bed. Her palms began to sweat.

 

[saedo]

Jacob followed along as Mandy led her tour. He'd never minded walking behind her. Mandy had a delightful little ass and hips that could sashay with the best.

The trip was short. Mandy spent little time on describing the obvious. She also was clearly still on a student budget, so her apartment took little time to traverse. He could see why she preferred coming to his place.

It was not lost on him that the last stop was her bedroom. Hopefully that indicated that was where things would progress. The alternative was returning him to the front door to conclude the evening. Hoping to forestall that negative possibility, he brushed past her into the room.

The bedroom was as fastidious as the rest of the place. Everything was orderly arranged and stowed. Even the pillows and stuffed animals on the bed had a clear sense of purpose.

The one thing that stood out was a pair of shorts on the bed. The light material suggested something she likely wore for pajamas. Given they were neatly folded, she probably set them out earlier to change into.

Curious then that there was no sign of a T-shirt or tank top. Why lay out the former but not the top? Or perhaps she didn't wear a top? He'd dated girls who slept in a bra and panties. Or perhaps Mandy dispensed with any covering whatsoever? After all, there was no rule about going topless in her own bedroom.

He turned to her. "Yeah, I can imagine that you might get a bit warm." His lip curled up in a mischievous smile. "Especially for a hottie like you."

It wasn't the most clever of witticisms, but it gave him sufficient excuse to bend down to kiss her. Given her reluctance to escalate their intimacy level, he'd gotten plenty of practice on kissing Mandy just as she liked. Soon her lips were parting so that their tongues might join in.

His arms reached down and cupped her butt, then slid down to her thighs. She gave a slight jump, enabling him to lift her off her feet. Her thighs wrapped around his waist as he held her against his torso, incredible breasts warm against his chest.

He bore her over to the bed and sat down - a task made trickier while holding a warm, squirming female. He managed to maintain control over their descent to not fall. He then flopped backwards on the bed, eliciting a squeal as she pitched over atop him.

They broke contact, each breathing hard from their oral embrace. Her hair tumbled forward, encircling her face as she gazed down at him. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glittered with life.

Jacob raised a hand from her backside to cup her face. "You know," he mused as casually as he could, "if you are feeling a bit warm, you could take off some of these clothes." His hand slid down to her neckline, signalling he was ready and willing to aid in her disrobing.

 

[Twixle]

His suggestion made her stomach churn uneasily. Mandy's fears were a reality and she'd felt stupid for doubting them at all. The grip he had on her ass felt heavy and possessive and the way he tugged lightly at her top made her anxious. She could feel herself standing at the edge of a precipice with Jacob's hands on her shoulders, forcing her over and into the darkness. Through both their jeans she could feel a hard bulge where his penis grew in his shorts. Her untouched twat shivered in its presence, knowing that he yearned to force himself inside her, to stretch her out and ruin her.

She climbed off him with a face burning with embarrassment. Sitting on the side of the bed, turned away from him, she uttered and awkward "umm..." The silence that followed was a little too long to bare. Mandy tried to compose herself but the air around her face was warm and muggy. The atmosphere was too disastrous for her to stand. "I'm going to get a coffee." She stood and made for the door. "You want a coffee?" The question was asked with a brief, pained smile before she left. She'd take his answer from the other room.

Her hands shook a little as she handled the mugs, Jacob has agreed to a coffee, but she was calmer now. The air in the kitchen was cool and thin, easier to breathe. She had her back to her open bedroom door and wasn't sure if he'd emerged. Spooning coffee granules into the mugs she planed to get him out somehow after they'd finished their drinks.

Guilt began to replace her stubborn defensiveness. She was stringing him on to the extreme. She was a few beats away from having his dick in her mouth and now she was cagier than a girl surrounded but drunk homeless men on the subway. But it wasn't all her fault, she thought. Why couldn't they leave things how they were, cute and easy and innocent. Why did it have to be about sex? But Mandy knew that it would always be about sex, with every man every time.

 

[saedo]

Jacob resisted the urge to howl in frustration. She'd been right there. He'd seen the look in her eyes as their bodies had bounced against each other. She'd been so close to letting go. So close!

But then she hadn't. Whatever held her back before was holding her back still. And now she was making coffee of all things. And instant, no less.

What the hell was the matter with her? Initially he thought it might be some moral/religious belief about premarital sex, but she would have said something by now if that were the case. He'd dated a couple of girls like that before and that conversation usually occurred once his hand drifted towards their chest or thighs. Best to get that out in the open before anyone became emotionally invested.

Many, however, had been brushing his physical advances aside for
weeks without explanation. So if not a marriage thing, what was it?

Jacob decided to hold his ground. Having finally gotten to her bed, he was loathe to relinquish the his long awaited advancement. If she intended to backpedal away from intimacy yet again, let her do it to the man reclining on her bed.

No, he'd amend that. The shirtless man on her bed. It was warm in here, so he could justify it. Plus, Mandy wasn't the only one in this apartment with an impressive chest. Perhaps showing a little skin would move things along. Jacob unbuttoned his shirt and set it aside to wait for Mandy's return.

 

[Twixle]

As Mandy poured the boiling water into the two mugs the hot, rising steam did nothing to sooth her searing, red face which still burned with embarrassment. The cool waft that emerged from the fridge as she retrieved the milk was a relief short lived. She had still refrained from turning to face him but assumed he was sat in her living room at this point. The awkward silence in the apartment emphasised the sound of the spoon brushing against the china of the mugs as she stirred transforming it into sharp, loud clangs. She discarded the spoon in the sink, held a mug in each hand, took a deep breath, painted on her best smile and spun softly on her heels.

Mandy's eyes lingered on the empty sofa for a long moment. They snapped back to her open bedroom door and her smile wavered ever so slightly. Her legs weakened and she wobbled a little as she advanced but retained enough of her composure to not spill any coffee. The site of Jacob rooted to the same spot (and now shirtless!) was like a punch to the chest for her. Mandy hesitated momentarily at the doorway then pushed on through like she was walking through a sheet of cling film. She handed him his mug, which he accepted in his reclined position, and she instinctively took a sip of hers. It was far too hot and the sip burnt her tongue and throat as it went down. Her grimaced was concealed when she sat on the side of the bed, her back to him.

She was tense and sat with her limbs tightly interlocked. She was unaware that holding her arms so tightly in this way accentuated her boobs, not that he could see them. Her eyes stared down into the brown, steaming liquid in her mug and she soft a soft hand on her back.

 

[saedo]

Jacob took a sip and grimaced. Too hot by far. He took another sip and then set the mug aside. He wasn't here for coffee, anywise.

Mandy sat with her back to him. Not exactly the most engaging position. But he had no plans on being walled off.

He began by rubbing her back softly with one hand. "Thanks for the coffee," he murmured. "That was nice of you."

When no response seemed forthcoming, he shifted his position. Spreading his legs, he sat behind her, his thighs running parallel outside hers. The position planted his crotch against her rear. He wondered if she could feel the warm girth of his arousal through the denim.

Jacob slipped a hand beneath her top where it gaped above her jeans. "Careful for a back rub?" he suggested, gently circling her lower back. "Or I could go lower if you prefer...." His hand dipped ever so slightly beneath the denim where the hard muscle of her back segued into the softness of her upper buttocks.

 

[Twixle]

Mandy flinched and tensed her body when Jacob touched her bare skin. Weirdly, and sami irrationally, She expected his fingers to be icy cold but their warmth as a surprising relief. That was what stopped her from getting up immediately. Her twitch had been enough of an answer to his 'or lower?' question but he insisted on rubbing her back so she let him. He massaged her skin sensitively and she relaxed a fraction. Her arms unfolded and she rested her palms on her knees, releasing her boobs from the vice like grip they were under.

Jacobs legs were curled closely around her own and he was grinding softly into her with his pelvis. If Mandy knew what to feel for she'd of definitely recognised the imprint his swelling cock through their clothing. Most other girls would be able to guess its size in inches and whether or not it was circumcised from the force with which he was jamming it into the small of her back, but Mandy's hopelessly optimistic size prayed it was his only belt buckle. He was moving his hands in broad stokes, occasionally catching the back strap of her bra and slipping his fingers underneath. She supposed he thought he was being subtle but each time he did the cups were pulled tight at the front which effectively felt to her like he'd lent over and squeezed a handful of her tits with each pass.

Mandy's heart rate began to quicken all over again when she felt him toying with the clip in the middle, squeezing at it and daring it to 'accidentally' pop open. "Jacob..." She made and uncomfortable noise and ached her back forward, away from his prying grasp. "I've got lectures pretty early tomorrow..." She couldn't bring herself to ask him to leave but she hoped he'd take the hint.

 

[saedo]

Jacob could not restrain his frustration at her latest prevarication. "Seriously, Mandy?" he responded. "We've been going out this long and you're still trying to give me the bum's rush?"

Jacob felt her weigh shift and his eyes narrowed. No, don't get up," he directed. "I'm tired of dodging this conversation."

Jacob took hold of Mandy's upper arms and pivoted her to the bed. He rolled his body out of the way as he pushed the blonde onto her back. He then threw his leg across her, straddling her torso.

Now," he began, leaning down into her face, "what is the fucking problem? I have been patient and kind for weeks, but all I've got to show for it are a huge pair of blue balls. See?"

Jacob demonstrated his condition by grabbing Mandy's right wrist and forcing her hand against his bulging crock. "See? A lot of girls would be jealous that your boyfriend is so well hung, but you just take me granted."

Jacob's free hand grabbed Mandy's neckline and began tugging it downward, exposing her bra and breasts."Now what are you going to do about it? Or are you just a fucking cock tease?"

 

[Twixle]

Mandy was out of breath and gasping by the time Jacob was on top of her. Her eyes bulged with fear as he spat his insults at her. When he brought her hand up to feel his cock its presence and size suddenly became very real and very frightening to her. The organ had a noticeable weight even when felt through the fabric of his jeans and with Jacobs body pinning her to the bed what she grasped felt extremely intimidating and dangerous. She wrestled her wrist free from his grasp and pulled her arm away as if she'd burnt her fingers on a hot stove. He yanked at the front of her shirt to get a view of her tits but she impulsively and reflexively smacked his hand away.

"Get the fuck off me!" Mandy had screamed as loud as her lungs could allow, leaving her cheeks red and her heart beating rapidly. This was her flight or flight instinct kicking in and it had delivered a rather useless burst of adrenaline. Mandy was usually an overly timid girl. It seemed as if she played up her innocence in order to seem cuter and more submissive to guys but there was a lot of authenticity to her supposed naivety. Now that she was frightened and trapped she'd been forced into an uncharacteristic outburst that took all the strength she could muster. She'd even developed a sudden acid tongue that her mother would of disapproved heavily of.

Jacob showed just how intimidated he felt by delivering a firm slap across her scowling face. With her cheeks already burning with anger and embarrassment the right side of her face now throbbed crimson and she could feel a sore imprint of each of his five fingers where they'd impacted. She wanted to yell again but her nerves got the best of her. Her lips wobbled and tears began to well in her eyes.

 

[saedo]

Jacob chuckled menacingly as Mandy's hand reached up to her cheek. The vague outline of his fingers was beginning to flush pink where his blow had landed.

"Oh, so that's how you like it?" he murmured. "You like to play the helpless virgin, conquered by the enemy? You struggle to protect your virtue but you can't hold him off. Then he fucks you - his big, hard cock buried far too deep inside your tight pussy." He chuckled again. "You should have said you liked to play. We could have been doing this from the start."

His hand reached for her top again. Anticipating her instinctive reaction, he caught her wrists as she attempted to push him away. She was motivated, but soon his powerful fingers had her wrists clamped like a vice.

Jacob reached to his waist with his free hand. Unbuckling his belt with one hand proved mildly tricky, but he managed. Grasping the buckle, he yanked hard. The leather whistled softly as it slid through the belt loops. The end slipped free and smacked the wall.

Jacob watched her eyes widen as she stared at the long strip of leather dangling from his fist. She was wondering if he was going to hit her with it. Perhaps he should. He'd stared at her ass a hundred times; he bet the leather would make a nice sound smacking her round cheeks.

Grinning, he reached for her wrists. He hadn't tied a knot in awhile and her struggling didn't help, but he managed to ensnare both her wrists with the belt. He forced her arms back over her head and tied the loose end around the headboard of her bed. She'd not be able to use her arms for now - certainly not with him on top of her.

Jacob reached down and unzipped his jeans. "Gah, that's better," he groaned. His trapped member delighted in the newfound space. The already impress bulge in his navy blue boxers began to swell dramatically. The long cylinder followed the waistband across the right half of his waist, disappearing in the direction of his hip.

"Let's get these jeans off you," he declared. Jacob unbuttoned Mandy's fly and began hauling the denim down.

 

[Twixle]

Mandy squealed in protest but it was no use. Her jeans were yanked from her wriggling legs and doing so had left her panties skewed which partially revealed the mound of her vagina. Jacob stared at it and she stared at him for a moment, then hung her head. Her shame was palpable. No hair could be seen on her inexperienced pussy, it had been shaved clean. Mandy was sure that he'd think she was even more of a tease for preparing her cunt like this but not putting out for him. She began to struggle against her arm restraints but she only rocked and rattled the metal head board. Tears were streaming down her face when she gave up her fight and raised her eyes once more to Jacob's.

He moved over to her, bent low over the bed and grasped her chin hard in his hand. This kiss he gave was lustful and dirty. A forceful tongue penetrated her lips and invaded her mouth. After he pulled away a strand of spit hung from Mandy's chin and she lowered her gaze again in embarrassment. Her cheek no longer burned with the sharp pain it once did but, Jacob softly smacking the opposite one as he straightened up reminded her that it could and probably would return. He was on the bed now, at her feet, and his hands grasped her knees. Absolute fear and horror took hold of Mandy's body again and she resumed her wild kicking, desperately trying to escape him.

He struggled with her for a moment but she began to yell. His face twisted into a dark scorn. With force he wrenched both her legs to one side, reached up the bed and landed his clenched fist on her ribs below her tits with a hard thump. The deep thud sent a shockwave through Mandy's chest and heart, winding her. She stopped resisting and began gasping for air, eye's wide with pain and panic. Jacob spread her legs wide.

 

[saedo]

"Good of you to get your pussy all smooth for me," Jacob praised. "Why, it looks smooth as a baby's bottom. You must have done that just recently - just before our date, hmm?"

"Oh, but you're not nearly wet enough, sweetness," he continued. He ran a finger up between her labia to emphasize. "Barely damp at all. That won't do at all."

Jacob ran two fingers across his tongue."So how do you like it, sweetness? Flick your bean?" His fingers swirled around the top of her vagina till he found the her clit. His fingers spread the flesh around it, exposing the sensitive nub.

"Or do you like it inside?" He released the tender flesh and slid his index finger between the pink lips, pushing inexorably inside her.

"Jesus, Mandy, loosen up a little!" he grumbled. "A tight pussy is nice, but this is ridiculous." He sank his index finger in two knuckles deep. "C'mon, sweetness, moan for me."

Jacob glowered at her when she didn't respond. "Quit biting your lip," he directed. "I know you want it, so let me hear you."

His left wrist flicked, landing a slight blow to her cheek. Wouldn't even bruise, but it certainly stung enough to get her attention. "I said 'moan for me', dammit!"

 

[Twixle]

Mandy's searing cheeks were wet as she stared back miserably at him. He had broken a scared boundary. He was now the first and only man to of seen her most private area, the first man to touch it, to gain his own sexual pleasure from it. Her fairytale fantasies of her first time melted away as harsh reality beat her into the dirt. All she desired in this moment was to not be hit again and for that reason she began to do as he asked.

She breathed heavily, mostly acted but partially because of the adrenaline coursing though her veins. Her legs were brought up and bent at the knees, spreading wide and presenting herself to him like a open book. Her eyes remained intensely locked with his as she sighed deeply and relaxed against her restraints. With her face flushed as it was and her disheveled state of undress Mandy looked to be in a passionate, sensual rage to anyone who didn't know the context of the situation. She breathed deep and slow her eyelids fluttering closed as her back arched ever so slightly, mostly in discomfort as Jacob forced his entire finger in and out of her inconceivably tight, virgin vagina.

He pushed on, exploring her depths with his probing digit. Mandy's eyes were on the ceiling now as she felt a not too unfamiliar feeling in the background of her fear and distress. There was a quiet warmth in the pit of her stomach. A thick, warm sensation that pulsated rhythmically every time he violated her. It was a weak echo of how it felt when she'd masterbated the handful of times in her life. Hard to recognise for such an inexperienced girl, the feeling was a lot richer than what ever she'd made herself feel. Mandy had never brought herself to orgasm.

At any rate, the feeling was growing with every passing moment and now with Jacob two fingers deep inside her finger trap of a cunt she was becoming ever more conscious of it. She fought against him with her hips, bucking a little and churning her insides on his fingers. The feeling clenched her stomach and she arched forward against the headboard she was tied to. A sound escaped her mouth by accident and she stared, wide eyed in horror at Jacob between her legs. It was a quiet, breathy moan of pleasure.

 

[saedo]

Jacob grinned when he coaxed the first moan out of her. He could see the resistance in her face, but even she couldn't deny her own desires.

"Oh, looks like someone might be enjoying herself," he teased. He brushed his thumb near her hardened clit. Her body shivered slightly as he neared the hypersensitive nub.

Though he was new to her, Mandy's responsiveness provided a workable road map. He found if he crooked his finger just so and used a particular slight twist as he fingered her, her breathing became more intense. Soon he was able to coax still more vocal admissions of her rising lust.

"Still too tight, though," he declared. "Stop fighting my finger. You need to relax a little, or it'll really hurt when we fuck."

"Allow me to demonstrate." Jacob pushed his boxers down and flopped his meaty cock on her belly. He wasn't yet at full mast - the veins criss-crossing the shaft weren't yet bulging - but it already reached her belly button and was shockingly thick for its length. "You need to get nice and wet before I put that inside you," he cautioned.

"Maybe you need your tits played with, too," Jacob mused. Still teasing her pussy, he reached for her breasts with his free hand.

 

[Twixle]

Mandy's eyes bulged in despair the sight of Jocob's intense organ. It's appearance was a symbol of what was to come and it caused her to break down. Thin streams of salty tears formed new lines over her rosy cheeks. He rested it on her belly for a moment, allowing her skin to feel the warmth of the blood inside that caused it to swell to such a formidable length. It pulsated with a slow, deep thump that was indicative of his relaxed heart rate. Jacobs was cool, calm and under control, even when faced with raping the helpless virgin that cowered below him. Her will to fight was fading fast.

"Jacob don't..." The words were spoken through thick sobs as Mandy fell to pieces before him. She felt like a filthy whore for briefly enjoying what he was doing to her. Jacob withdrew his demonstration of power, in the form of his weighty genitals, from her skin then roughly pushed his index and middle fingers back up her cunt. She writhed in discomfort but her movements were restricted further by the tight grasp he had on her encased tit. He'd reached up inside her top and was pawing at her boobs, which were supported by a blue floral bra. Before long her nipples were standing on end and Mandy was biting her lip in frustration. No matter how little she consciously enjoyed being molested like this her body, fuelled by sexual deprivation and instinctual evolutionary urges, continued to react positively to Jacob's actions. It encouraged him ten fold.

A few tense moments past and it appeared that Jacob was tired of his restricted access to the upper portions of her body. Retracting his hand from inside her vagina, he bunched her shirt up around her neck and sholders, fully exposing her wobbling breasts inside their fabric fortress. He shimmyed up the bed so he was Sat on her stomach but not before her removed his pants entirely, freeing his mammoth clock and dropping it onto her bottom ribs. The fastening at the back of her bra was difficult to reach with her on her back, especially with Mandy acting like a heavy stone with her spine firmly against the matress, hopelessly delaying the inevitable.
All the while, Jacob kissed and licked the tears from her lips and cheeks.

Finally he released them and they relaxed a little under their own weight, like fried eggs, whilst still retaining the majority of their perk. He kneaded them greedily and with little care as his big clock twitched and grew ever more in length.

 

[saedo]

Jacob fondled her tits as he waited for his cock to harden. He could still remember early puberty when a full erection was as immediate as flipping a light switch. But such was the price of size. He could stretch a girl's pussy to the limit, but he needed time

Of course, Mandy was actually doing her part. Direct stimulation helped things along considerably. Just the feel of a girl's fingers stroking his cock, feeling it's girth explode out of her grip - it really speeded up the process. But she was too devoted to her reluctance role-playing; she couldn't give him a hand job with her wrists tied to the bed.

Better yet were the ones who were willing to give oral. More of them tended to balk. A few found the massive swelling knob too physically uncomfortable to fit their lips around. A fair number couldn't resist the gag reflex from having such an obvious choking hazard touching their soft palate. Given Mandy's apparent devotion to staying in character, Jacob doubted she'd be so inclined.

Still, staring at her pillowy breasts did open a third option. He'd not been with a girl quite so buxom in - well, never, to be precise. Most of his prior conquests had more modest endowments that could scarcely encompass his fleshy log. Mandy, however, had a bra size far deeper in the alphabet than her predecessors.

Jacob withdrew his fingers from Mandy's pussy so that he could use both hands to lift himself forward. With a bit of momentary awkwardness, he hefted himself over Mandy's thighs and settled atop her torso. He dropped his semi-flaccid cock onto her breasts, whereupon it sank into the dark canyon of her cleavage. Excellent.

Jacob put his hands on either side of her delightful breasts and squeezed them together to create a tighter channel. He then began to pump his hips, pushing his cock through her tit tunnel till the head surged out the other side.

As expected, Mandy did not seize the opportunity to use her mouth on him. She turned her head and begged him to quit. Her dedication to the part was unwavering.

Her reluctance acting aside, the sensation really did the trick. His cock swelled dramatically, becoming thicker than his wrist. The head began to leak precum. Now when Mandy turned her head to avoid it, he left little glistening streaks on her cheek.

After a few minutes, Jacob was satisfied. "Your breasts are fucking amazing," he grunted. "I could titty-fuck you all night. Ah, maybe some other time. Tonight I'm going to fucking wreck your pussy."

 

[Twixle]

Mandy stifled another defeated sob after Jacob confirmed his intent to deflower and potentially damage her vagina. The thought of managing his enormous girth on her first go was ludicrous and she feared he wouldn't take much care. She envisioned him entering her bareback and dry, the blood of her burst hymen smearing his shaft as he bruised her cervix with numerous deep impacts. Her vaginal and anal walls were pressed tight as she involuntarily contracted her muscles in overwhelming dread. Mandy's heart hammered with such force in her chest that she expected he could feel the thuds through the flimsy ribcage he was rubbing his cock all over.

Jacob had brought his face low to explain the lurid details of what would follow in an attempt to intimidate and subdue her. It had worked. She lay motionless and tense, her face and eyes partially covered by messed hair, turned away in disgust as tiny flecks of spit landed on her cheeks with each expletive that rolled off Jacobs tounge. thrashing her head about had revealed to her the extent to which she had balled her eyes out. Cool, moist patches flanked either side of her head on the pillow. She was humiliated and longed for the little patches of his sticky precum to be wiped from her cheeks. With his weight on her chest and the anxiety fuelled adrenaline that coursed through her veins Mandys breath had become short and frantic. Her fragile chest rose and fell with difficulty under his thighs.

Jacob told her to spit on his dick. She refused but he grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her mouth down close to his tip. Flustered, she attempted it pathetically and a small, frothy ball of saliva ran down her chin. The inside of her mouth had become dry in the heat of her embarrassment and fear. She looked helplessly into his eyes for the first time in a while and he appeared to award her some sympathy. Her scalp was given respite as he released his grip on her hair. He brought his face close to hers again, lower this time. Her aid came in the form of forceful, wet kisses that moistened her lips. His tounge swirled around her mouth and she was compelled to kiss him back.

After he'd pulled away, her mouth hung agape a little in awe of this, strangely tender and passionate action. This allowed him to hook two of his fingers over her bottom lip, she could smell her own pussy on them, and pull her jaw open wide. Mandy was transfixed and could only stare as he moulded her face like clay. He opened her mouth wide, hovered directly over her and spat sharply at her tonsils. The back of her throat was coated with a frothy film of his saliva. She flailed her head and choked a little on his gift but his stinging grip on her hair hand returned so she now found herself facing down at the head of his clock once more. He demanded that she spit on his cock and she obliged. The fluid blasted over his dry shaft like a shotgun and partially splashed either side of her tits.

He then lifted his bulbous member from the crease between her globe's and made her spit there too. She spat and dribbled down her chest turning her cleavage into a sticky cock canal. Jacob let his rod slap back down on her moistened skin and a bead of saliva tickled down into her belly button. With new found gusto he began to fuck her boobs like before. The lubricated squelching it made caused Mandy to grimace.

 

[saedo]

"Ooh, I think it's time," Jacob declared. His cock lay like a fallen tree on Mandy's chest. The look in her face was priceless. Surely something like this should dangle between the legs of some ponderous farm animal. That it was attached to a mere man seemed like science fiction - or a horror story.

Jacob could still dimly recall when such reactions had dismayed him. He'd been embarrassed when Betty Sue Louder had backed away from him at first sight of his naked erection. For a time he thought himself a freak - something no woman could ever desire.

He'd learned otherwise, though. Women just didn't know what you they wanted. They saw his atypical size and balked, but the unfamiliar is always disconcerting. The ones who timorously mounted him found their pussies stretched to dimensions they'd never contemplated, whereupon the moans and squeals soon followed.

Mandy was no different. Beneath her performance as a reluctant lover, she was craving his cock. He just had to break through her facade.

Jacob repositioned himself lower down on the bed. Mandy continued to roleplay her resistance by clamping her thighs together. Jacob had to use some real muscle to force them apart. Even when he had her spread wide, he had to lean bodily on her right thigh to keep her from slamming them shut again.

He grabbed the head of his cock and maneuvered it towards her pussy. Hard as he was, this was actually mildly uncomfortable. Still, he was at least welcomed by her puffy labia. "My, look how wet you are. You just can't wait for me to fuck you," he observed triumphantly. Of course she was dripping for him; despite her pantomime, she was a cock hungry as any of them.

Jacob found her entrance. Admittedly, the respective sizes seemed incongruous. His deep red glans looked to be larger than his fist, whereas her pussy seemed ridiculously delicate. But he'd seen enough of such soft flowers stretch wide to accommodate him before.

He grunted and shoved forward. "Jesus, you're fucking tight." His normal slow entry became almost glacial given her tight confines. He expected to go a few inches, but he it was like trying to sink into molasses. He practically had to lean his body into it to make any forward process.

Maybe she was just this tight? Maybe she was a virgin like she claimed? He looked her in the face. No, bullshit. No way a girl her age with a body like this was a total novice.

Jacob slapped Mandy on her left cheek. The blow wouldn't likely leave a bruise, but it made her yelp. "Quit fighting me!" he snarled. "Your little hard-to-get act is cute, but enough is enough."

 

[Twixle]

"Im not fucking joking!" Mandy's scream was shrill, desperate and the truest thing she'd ever said in her life. He was so close to taking what she could never get back and she was powerless to stop him. He was pushing his bulbous head against her slit as if he was forcing a square peg into a round hole. Mandy was keeping every muscle in her body tightly tensed in hope that she would be simply too tight for him to get inside. 'But what would he do then?' she thought in dread. He would be consumed by rage and dying to cum through any means possible. Mandy gulped and felt that her throat was sore from yelling. Then, she realised that he'd fuck her face if not her pussy. Her eye bulged in horror. She'd bite him. He's probably hit her a few times. It was either that or she'd choke.

As her mind raced Jacob was clumsily fumbling his horse cock against the brick wall that was her tight virgin passage. Mandy saw an opportunity and quickly tried to bring her legs up to his chest or face and kick him off. The plan was a long shot and destined to fail. He wrestled with her legs for a moment like two dying alligators before she gave up the struggle. Now he was holding her legs back with his hands at the backs of her knees. They were spread as far apart from each other, and from Jacob, as they would go. This was painfully stretching her groin and she winced, trying to clench. She couldn't. Terror prickled her body when she realised what Jacob had noticed between them. Her unbelievably tight vagina now had a dilation of no more that a few millimetres with her moistened hole gaped ever so slightly by the immense strain on her thighs.

Their eyes met and silence filled the space. A second later Mandy was screaming at the top of her lungs. He'd thrusted with so much force and his entire body weight finally getting that Pringles tin that he had for a cock inside her. The pressure was indescribable. Mandy felt as if the skin between her vagina and asshole would tear as it sometimes did during child birth. It wasn't only felt in her vagina; her stomach and lungs felt like someone had gripped hold of them tightly. The wooden slats of the bed frame below them creaked and bowed under the strain and Mandy's arms wriggled against her belt restraint.

The scream flooded the entire apartment. Jacob was powerless to stifle her as he pinned her knees back, almost to her mattress she laid on. The pressure grew rapidly and became unbearable. It was if her brain was swelling and every bone in her body was about to crack and splinter. Something split from deep within her. The pressure let up a fraction, Jacob stopped pushing and Mandy fell silent. The scream had lasted a good few seconds and left her face dark red. Her throat was harsh and raw. Deep throbs from the blood Jacobs heart was pumping could be felt through the half of his dick that had been jammed up her cunt. Her walls hugged him tighter than a condom and they stung sharply. Her hymen had been broken.

 

[saedo]

Mandy's pleas only made Jacob smile. She really was going all out in her role-playing. He would have to work that much harder to meet her standards.

Jacob fought with Mandy's legs. She had some muscle in her pert little backside, but he eventually corralled her flailing limbs. He then proceeded to bend her like a pretzel as he forced his cock inside her.

Fucking hell," he grunted. "You're fucking tight." Indeed, the wiggling blonde clamped her pussy as tight as a vise. Jacob had encountered some reluctant pussies before, but Mandy was a whole other level. She was really committed to playing out this fantasy in full.

Fortunately, Jacob had the right tool for the job. The massive head bore into her depths bit by bit. Whenever Mandy released the pressure even slightly, he'd slip forward into her another centimeter. Once the swollen shaft plowed inside, her walls were stretched well beyond any ability to force him out.

Jacob paused for a moment after he'd forced perhaps a third inside. He leaned down to look Mandy in the eye as he caught his breath. "I hope you're as deep as you are tight, Mandy," he declared. "I'm gonna go balls deep on you - whatever it takes. If I run out of pussy, I'm gonna plow right into your fucking womb." Jacob shot her a malicious grin, then heaved his weight back into the downward plunge.

 

[Twixle]

Mandy whimpered and he pushed onwards, describing in gruesome details what was to come. Her elongated vagina ached and the muscles in her groin and thighs throbbed from being held taut. Mandy was certain that her pussy wasn't going to handle his entire girth yet his determination scared her into irrationality. She imagined her cervix tearing open, allowing him to fill her womb with creamy seed, an in impossible feat more welcome in Hentai than the real world. The possibility of lasting damage to her body made her ball even harder, squinting against the tears that flooded her beautiful, blue eyes. The cock slipped deeper and Jim grunted greedily in her face.

After what felt like an eternity of pain the tight cylinder that was once her virginal pussy was now filled entirely by his invasive cock. About three inches of Jim's dry shaft stood between her labia and his pubic hair. It seemed as if he was truly unable to jam his whole rod inside her, she was just too tight and in no way aroused enough to elicit any elasticity in her passage. He didn't give up his conquest lightly though, leaning his entire body weight into her as before. This only yielded more strained squeaks from the bed frame and angry yelps from Mandy. They slowed for a moment in their intertwined state. Mandy was looking down between her legs now, unable to watch the shit-eating grin on Jacob's face any longer. From the position he had her in, with her legs held high and wide stretched, her ass was barely touching the bed and she could see her puffy pussy clearly. The once pink inner folds looked battered and red raw. Her widened hole held the intruder like a suction cup.

Jacob began to withdraw his cock from inside her. A vacuum was created inside her vagina and the skin around her entrance was pulled up a little as he retreated, truly suckered onto his rod. Mandy wanted nothing more than for it to leave her body but physics had het twat trying its best to keep the thing down in her depths, like it was a part of her now.

The penis sprung from her with a satisfying 'pop', leaving behind it a gaped hole a few centimetres wide. Jacob stared down at it for a moment, awestruck by the mess he'd made of her finger trap of a cunt. As he paused he let go of one of her legs to wipe sweat from his forehead. The leg slumped lifeless at his side, missing the opportunity to struggle for freedom. Mandy was devoid of all hope of escape. Tears still trickled from the corners of her eyes but her face had rested almost emotionlessly, barring her downturned mouth that told of her sadness. Jacob chuckled at her in disbelief, aimed his tip and re-entered. Air escaped her yawning hole as he forced his way back in and she queefed in a humiliating fashion. Mandy's cheeks flushed a darker shade of red and she screwed her face into a portrait of discomfort and embarrassment.

 

[saedo]

Jacob sat back a moment to catch his breath. "Fucking bitch," he growled between respiration. She was still resisting his entry and it was preventing full penetration.

His admiration for Mandy's dedication to the roleplay was waning somewhat. Fighting her resistance was enjoyable enough at first, but now it was becoming mostly work. He'd been trying to get his rocks off with her for several weeks now, but at this rate he wasn't even sure that was possible.

He certainly hadn't expected her to be quite so small internally. Yeah, he'd said some crazy shit about ripping right through her, but villains were supposed to make outlandish boasts. He'd never expected he might risk making good at his threat. Sure, he was big, but it was always his ridiculous girth that freaked women out, not his length. Yet despite his best efforts, Mandy seemed unable to take quite all of him.

He was tempted to ask her to knock off the roleplay and just relax. If she didn't tense up so damn much, he'd have the room he needed.

But if Mandy had been so committed thusfar, he didn't want to be the one to break character first. She wouldn't take the play this far if it wasn't important to her. If he asked her to stop, she'd surely be disappointed; she'd probably call the whole relationship off. He didn't want to fumble the ball so close to the goal line. He had to persevere.

Well, how about a different angle? Maybe that'd get him the last bit of distance. He shrugged; couldn't hurt to try.

Jacob grabbed Mandy's shoulders and rolled her over on the bed. "On your front, sweet cheeks. I'm gonna pound you from behind," he growled in what he hoped was a threatening bass.

He lifted Mandy from beneath, feeling her wet mound against his palm. He forced her to tilt her butt upwards, the two plump cheeks flushed from their exertions. Mandy offered little resistance - apparently he was not the only one feeling tired. With her reddened pussy properly presented, Jacob put his cock inside her once more.

Was it marginally easier this way? Or was it his imagination? Her slick canal still clung to him like a second skin as he sank into her. Inch after inch disappeared inside her. Could she take all of him now? He braced his hand on her lower back as he plunged into her.