I am helpless. He is very strong. I try to resist by not kissing back but this does not put him off. He keeps kissing me whilst one of his hands grabs my left breast and the other grabs my pussy through my floaty silk dress.
He works both my tit and my pussy hard and fast. Despite my resistance I can feel my body responding to his touch. I feel a strong throbbing start in my panties; I am getting damp. I briefly open my mouth to let out a sexually induced sigh. It is all he needs; in an instant his tongue is deep in my mouth, playing with my tongue.
I hear someone try to get in, they knock the door and give a call. John ignores it and carries on. This makes me even wetter. I am still not responding but my body is alive with sexual excitement.
He suddenly stops kissing me so that he can lock his mouth on my right breast. He sucks hard through the shear fabric. I know he can feel that my nipples are like bullets and my pussy is sopping wet. I just hope he does not try to fuck me as I know I would be helpless to resist him and my body is so turned on that I would cum the instant he entered me.
Then he suddenly stopped and moved away. He switched on the lights and looked at me smirking. “It looks like you has a good time.” With that he unlocked the door and left.
I looked at myself in the mirror and was horrified to see the obvious. There was a big dark wet patch right over my right breast where he had been sucking me. Worse than that, there was a big wet patch over my pussy. I was so wet down there that my juices had soaked through my panties and silk dress.
I did not know what to do. I could not go back to the party looking like this. I could not stay here and wait for it to dry. So I popped my head out if the door to make sure no-one was coming and then I quickly headed to mine and Dave’s room.
I quickly headed inside but before I could shut the door John forced his way in and kicked the door shut behind him. I started to tell him to fuck off but he was too quick. He launched himself at me and started kissing me again. I tried resisting again.
This time he used his hand to lift the hem of my dress. He grabbed my panties and ripped them off. As I moaned at the pain he forced his tongue into my mouth again as he slipped a finger deep inside my soaking pussy.
My body could resist no longer. My pelvis started gyrating against his finger fucking and I started to kiss back. He was edging me towards the bed but we did not reach it before I started to cum. I was so sexually wound up. He stopped kissing me so that he could hear me moan. As the orgasm started tearing through my body he slipped a second finger in me and pounded my pussy hard and very fast.
My moans got louder as my wholes body spasmed. “Oh my God. Oh my fucking God…”
As my cumming built up to a crescendo John started speaking, “Do you like that, slut? Do you want me to fuck you?”
In that moment there was only one answer. “Oh God, yes.”
It wasn’t enough for John. “Yes what?”
What could I say. “Yes, fuck me now,” I screamed as I came over his hand.