As much as I loved him bringing me to orgasm and how amazing they felt, seemed almost secondary to the pleasure I got from pleasing him.On the way to ...his house my cock stirred. Seeing him again was strange, and we both felt it. Not until he touched my arm after going to his room, did I know what he was feeling. His touch sent tingles through my body and made my head swim. With his parents down stairs, I turned to face him. Tim placed his hands on my waist and looked at me. I was nervously. .. I’m b ... being ... silly.”“It’s not silly if you’re crying,” said Rhee.Eventually, Rhee got the story out of her mom. It seems that she had set her cap for a male co-worker and had finally gotten up the gumption on a previous day to ask him out. She had started that conversation by asking if he was seeing someone. He had responded, “No, I haven’t dated in quite some time.” They had agreed on a week from today. At work, today, she was chatting with a co-worker friend who regaled her with. I was waiting in her room and went through the book shelf. Found some sexy books with stories and pictures (later I came to know that aunt had kept the books intentionally). On seeing the picture my dick started rising. I saw aunt coming in and I kept the book back and pretended to be normal. “So, it is still paining”. I nodded my head and pulled down my shorts. She touched my already erect penis, “it is hot, the bulge is not because of the hurt, you need different treatment”-aunt told me and. We share everything. It's not every freshman that gets fucked by a senior. Isn't that right, Dana?" he said to the man raping me.I was trying to fight back but with Brad helping hold me down I could hardly move. It didn't feel good. It hurt like hell. There was no love, no sweetness and no tenderness, just a hard cock tearing into my pussy. How can a man enjoy belittling a woman like this? I heard him grunt and deposit his sperm in me. He wasn't even wearing a condom."You son of a bitch, I'll.