The Intruder

‘Oh fuck! He’s huge!’ was my first thought at seeing it and more tears began running down my cheeks. He was so hard that I knew he’d have no trouble getting that monster into me. “Please, I’m begging you, don’t do this to me!” I pleaded, but he just shook his head.

“What’s got to be has got to be, girl. One way or the other you are going to get fucked, the only question is, how many bruises do you get along the way?” He pulled off his shirt, revealing his dark and powerfully muscled chest.

An uncontrolled desire rose in my throat as I gazed upon his body. He looked chiseled from a block of pure ebony. He was strong and so beautiful, yet underneath his physical perfection, hid a monster intent on raping me. Even if it meant beating me into submission. Despite his intimidating presence, I couldn’t believe it was actually happening to me. Not until he reached out and grabbed me by my ankle. When I felt the steel in his grip, it all became very real.

“Noo!” I screamed as panic seized me! I kicked at him and tried to drive him away, but my feeble blows were nothing to him. His grip never wavered and with a quick pull, I was drawn, flat on my back, to the middle of the bed. His hands slid up my legs and I gasped in fear as his fingers slipped under the slim hem of my panties.

“No, please, please don’t hurt me!” I screamed again, and I writhed on the bed in a useless attempt to resist. Swatting my hands aside, he manhandled me with ease and laughed with evil intent as he pulled my panties down my thighs. I kicked and tried to roll away but with a single hand on my belly, he pinned me to the bed. In an instant later, the only meager protection I had was cast into the darkness of the shadowed floor.

“You have great fuckin’ legs, girl.” he rasped. “I bet your pussy is gonna feel nice and tight around my cock.” Climbing over my prone body, he rose like a bull over me.

“No! Get off of me, please, please… You can’t do this!” I scream in desperation and beat on his chest, trying with all my strength to drive him away. At some point, I must have hurt him because, with a snarling growl, he grabbed my throat and squeezed hard, cutting off my breath.

“That fuckin hurt, you bitch! You’re a fighter and I like that, but it ain’t gonna do you any good. In the end, no matter how hard you fight, you are still gonna get fucked. Accept it and settle the fuck down or I’ll twist your Goddamn head off!”

My eyes watered with stress and tears and I tried to respond, to beg him to stop, but my words were caught in his strangling grasp on my throat. I could only gurgle and wheeze while my consciousness began to dim.

With his grip on my neck and the heavy weight of his body over me, I could barely move. His skin felt incredibly hot on mine and I soon realized that he was grinding the iron hard shape of his massive cock into my belly.

As my breath began to fail, he shifted his body and forced his knees between my clenching thighs. I struggled hard to keep him from laying in my saddle, but his grip on my throat was unrelenting and the weight of his body was impossible for me to resist.

My legs parted under the stress and his knees dropped between my thighs. With a satisfied growl, he pried me open and used one hand to draw my knee up and away from his hip. He had me where he wanted and only then did he release his hold on my throat.

My head was spinning and I coughed spittle as I drew my ragged breath. My heart was thrumming madly in my chest and a cold sweat covered my skin. In that moment, while I was trying to clear my head, he guided his cock to the moistened entrance to my womanhood.

“No, no, please! You can’t do this to me!” I begged. “I can’t be raped like this. Oh God, this can’t be happening!” Refusing to believe it was really happening, I whined and cried as my feeble struggles finally failed. A cold bolt of horror gripped my heart as he began smearing his thick head against my rapidly moistening mound.

The sensation felt like liquid heat on my cunt as he slid his cock over my lips. For several long moments he tortured me with dreadful anticipation. I felt my fluids leaking out and spreading like hot oil over my sex and all around his turgid head. With an evil laugh, he flipped his heavy organ up and slapped it down heard onto my clit. I jumped in surprise as the unwelcome contact sent shockwaves racing through me. It felt so heavy and thick on my body that the thought of him brutally shoving into me filled me with dread. “Noo, please, I’m begging you!” I cried even as my hips began rolling under him.

“Go ahead, bitch. Beg me to stop.” He growled. “That shit just makes me harder. I can’t wait to fuck you now.” He was grinding his shaft over my clit, probably trying to get me wet.

God, if he only knew. I was already dripping with my juices and I mentally cursed my body for not instinctively knowing what a rape actually was. I was responding like a slut in heat and I felt humiliated by the thought of him realizing what he was doing to me.

When he guided the spongy cock-head lower and found the soft depression that marked my entry, he took a breath and then slammed into me hard.

“Ahhh, fucck!” I yelled as his massive tool forced its way into my channel. Even as wet as I was, the force of his thrust hurt like hell and I instinctively clutched his body as I steadied myself against the power of his thrust.

I can only assume I wasn’t the first girl he’d forced himself on and a look of surprise appeared on his face as his cock slid deeply into me. “Goddamn, look how fucking wet you are. Holy shit, girl! You love this shit, don’t you?”

Shame and pain mixed with the growing heat of pleasure his movements were giving me and I turned my head away, too ashamed to meet his gaze. His grip on my body grew tighter and he began fucking me deeply with long, hard strokes.

All my fight was gone and I lay still as he drilled into me. My legs hooked his and my hands found his arms as I held on for dear life.

I couldn’t believe how big he felt! He was like a ten-inch spike pounding into me over and over again! I felt his head forcing me open and slamming into my cervix. The pain of his thrust and the pleasure of being so thoroughly stretched made my head swim and I could only hold on while he made good on his promise to take me as his own.

I was being raped in my own bed. Fucked hard by a man I didn’t know for reasons I had nothing to do with. I was helpless under him and could only accept his cock into my body. The same would be true for his cum, I knew. He wouldn’t pull out until he emptied his balls into my womb and I could do nothing but accept that as the fact it was. When his large hands slid up under my shirt and found my breasts, I surrendered completely.

“Unhhh… Yes, fuck me harder.” The words came out on their own, as if someone else had uttered them. The big man stopped and gazed down at me in surprise. Then he kissed me as tenderly as any man ever had.

“That’s better, girlfriend, that’s better. Don’t fight me. Just relax and let it happen. Let my big black cock do what it does and you’ll love it. I’m gonna fuck you deeper than you’ve ever been fucked in your life and you are going to love it.” With that, he pulled out of my body and his thick lips found my protruding nipples.

“OHhh, Fuck yes, suck me, suck my titties just like that,” My mind reeled in confusion and I grasped at the pleasure like a lifeline. Soon, I was moaning under him as he feasted on my breasts. He sucked and bit them painfully, yet I arched upward toward his mouth. My hand shelf his head to my body, as I nursed my attacker like he was a small child. I was drifting in torrid heat when he spun me over and dragged me up to my knees.

I gasped at suddenly being turned over but when I felt that apple-sized knob pressing into me again I just whimpered and pushed back. I couldn’t believe how completely he filled me. My pussy stretched and gripped him so tightly I could feel every contour of his cock. His thighs felt hard and hot as they slapped into the back of mine and he held my hips so tightly I could feel his fingers digging into my skin.

I was panting with lust by then. The pain and humiliation of being raped was washed away in the utter lewdness of the act. I was completely aware that I didn’t even know his name, yet I was being thoroughly owned by him.

He too, was aware of his dominance over me. “You are mine now, girlfriend.” he told me. “You may fuck that boyfriend of yours, but he is never gonna give it to you like this.” His thrusts became harder as he said it, driving me deeply into the bed with his strength. I must have lost my mind, because without think, I brought my hand up between my thighs and started rubbing my clit hard, hoping I could come before he finished with me.

It was close, as it turned out. My belly burned and contracted as I clenched hard on his thick shaft. Then my pussy gushed with hot fluid as my orgasm exploded into me. “Oh, fuck!” I yelled in surprise, “I’m coming, oh fuck me! I’m coming!”

A moment later I felt him slam deep into my body and his cock throbbed as his hot seed filled me up from the deepest recesses of my cunt. He held it inside me, pumping with short stabbing thrusts as he emptied his balls inside my womb. Only when he began to soften did he pull out and lay heavily over my exhausted body.

“You are one helluva a good fuck, girlfriend. I should tell everyone I had you, but won’t. You’ve earned that much, at least. You can tell your boy that Rooftop took his shit and fucked you in his bed, or you can leave that last part out. Whatever you do though, tell him, to stay the fuck out of my ‘hood.”

Without another word, Rooftop dressed and got ready to leave. I just laid naked under the sheet and watched him gol. Just before he left, he hesitated and then pulled out the money he’d stolen from us and threw it on the bed.

“Your guy is a loser, girlfriend. You do know he’s fucking some other girl tonight, don’t you? Fucking some other bitch while you get raped for his stupidity. Deep down, you gotta know it’s true.