S is for SEX

by Scott Hildreth

  Ryan was becoming bored.

  He pulled himself from her mouth. As the tip of his dick cleared her lips, he slapped her face with tremendous force, catching her off-guard. The slap almost drove her to her knees.

  “Stand up, you little slut.”

  Ryan’s voice was deep and confident as he released Meghan’s neck from his grasp.

  As soon as Ryan’s hands released her neck, his right hand gripped her pony tail and pulled her to her feet.

  She whimpered.

  His eyes widened. As he held her hair firmly in his hand, he slapped her again.

  “I said stand up. When I speak, you listen. Do you understand me, slut?” Ryan barked.

  Meghan was confused, excited, and not quite understanding exactly who this person was that stood before her. As she straightened her legs, she felt pain in her knees. As she pressed her palms to her thighs and stood, Ryan pulled her hair sharply, forcing her to stand completely erect.

  “Oh fuck,” Meghan gasped.

  With his right hand gripping her ponytail, Ryan pulled Meghan’s head toward his face. His left hand cupped around her neck and under her jaw, squeezing tightly.

  He curled his arm, pulling her into him as he choked her. Now standing behind her with his chest pressed tight to her back, he rested his chin on his right wrist and breathed into her right ear.

  “You little slut. You can’t suck a cock to save your life. I should just choke your ass to death right now and do us both a little favor,” Ryan growled.

  “No, please,” Meghan pleaded.

  Ryan’s hot breath caused Meghan to shiver. The forceful nature of the sex, the not knowing what was going to happen next, and the lack of planning this sexual escapade was exactly what Meghan had always fantasized about. Her pulse now elevated, she could feel her heartbeat against Ryan’s hand as it squeezed her neck firmly.

  She closed her eyes, pressed her feet into the floor, and leaned forward.

  Meghan wanted to resist.

  “You skinny little slut. You can’t escape me,” he growled. “You’re going to get what you deserve.”

  He kicked his shoes across the floor.

  His hand slid from Meghan’s throat to under her dress. As he pressed his hand into her bra and squeezed her breasts, Meghan’s eyes rolled and she released an audible sigh. Ryan widened his stance behind Meghan.

  “You like that, you filthy bitch?” Ryan whispered as he pulled Meghan’s hair, forcing the back of her head against his upper chest.

  Ryan began walking forward, toward the couch where Meghan was seated earlier. Pushing against her as he walked, Ryan shoved Meghan forcefully, causing her to stumble as she stepped. As he squeezed her breasts and pulled her hair with tremendous force, Meghan began to whine.

  “Please, be careful. What are you going to do to me?” Meghan whimpered.

  Meghan had no understanding of what was going to happen next. The elevated excitement, forceful nature, and Ryan’s deep demanding voice caused a level of sexual arousal that Meghan had never experienced. Her pussy was soaked. Now standing in front of the couch with Ryan’s chest against her back, she could feel his cock through the material of her dress, pressing against the inside of her thigh.

  Ryan’s knees pressed against the back of her legs, causing her knees to bend. As she did, he pulled her hair harder.

  “Pull your dress up over your ass, you whore,” Ryan growled into her ear.

  Nervously, Meghan fumbled to find the hem of her dress. As her hands bunched up the fabric, she eagerly raised it above her waist. As she did, Ryan removed his hand from her breast and slid it to her neck, squeezing firmly and pulling the back of her head to meet his face.

  Ryan pressed his lips against the back of her neck and breathed into her ear. “I’m going to stuff your little wet pussy full of cock, Meghan. Do you know why?”

  She fumbled to find the words. “I…I…I don’t. Uhhm. I. No. Why?”

  “Because I can. And you can’t stop me. You don’t want to stop me,” he said. “Because you’re a whore.”

  Her level of arousal was at an all-time high.

  “And I want to feel what it’s like to fuck you,” he growled.

  “Before I kill you.”

  Ryan slid his hand from the front of Meghan’s neck to the back of her head. Pressing against her back with his chest, he caused her to bend at the waist as he forced her head into the cushions of the couch. His hips now pressing against her butt, he forced her head between the arm of the couch and the seat cushion. With his right hand holding her head in place, he grabbed her panties with his left hand and pulled sharply, snapping the fabric in two.

  As Meghan felt Ryan’s cock penetrate her, she groaned into the couch cushion. Her slight fear and uncertainty cast aside, she grunted with each thrust of his hips. The sounds of their skin slapping together became hypnotic as Ryan’s hand pressed harder against the back of her head. Meghan labored with breathing as he continued to forcefully fuck her.

  As she felt her pussy begin to contract, she moaned into the cushion of the couch.

  As he pounded his cock deep inside her pussy, Meghan fought to breathe and moaned in ecstasy; reaching a degree of climax she had never known.

  Ryan lifted his right foot from the floor and raised it onto the couch. With his left foot on the floor, and his right foot beside Meghan’s head, he released his grasp of her head with his hand.

  Meghan attempted to raise her head from the couch, but he stopped her short, stepping on her neck with his foot. He pressed her face into the void between the cushion and the arm of the couch, grinding the arch of his foot onto the base of her skull.

  With one foot on the floor and one on Meghan’s neck, Ryan began to fuck her harder and harder. The entry of his thick shaft into her soaking wetness was now easier and without any obstruction.

  With each stroke, a muffled grunt could be heard from the couch cushions.

  “Holy fuck, that cock is deep now, isn’t it?” Now that, Meghan, is balls deep. You feel my balls against your wet little pussy?” Ryan grunted.

  Ryan extended his right leg, using his thigh muscles to press his foot against Meghan’s neck with more force. As his foot slid up her neck and onto the back of her head, he pressed down with his harder, smashing Meghan’s face into the frame of the couch. As he pushed against her head, he continued to force his cock in and out of her pussy and scream as he did so.

  “Fuck, Meghan. I think I might just cum,” Ryan bellowed.

  Meghan fought to breathe.

  “Yes, I’m sure of it,” Ryan assured her.

  Methodically, Ryan continued to fuck her with long harsh strokes. With his left foot between her feet, and his right pressing against her head, each stroke was penetrating as deep as possible. With his upper thigh against Meghan’s lower back, he pressed his cock as deep as he could and held it deep inside of her.

  Meghan’s body began to shudder and shake. From her pussy to her nipples, she felt as if she was being shocked. She had never experienced anything like this before, and was incapable of expressing her feelings. The darkness of her head being buried by Ryan’s foot was amplified by the force in which Ryan was pressing against her head. As Ryan held his cock buried deep inside of her, everything she was able to see went black and her ears began to ring.

  “Oh fuck, Meghan. Here it comes,” Ryan howled.

  As Meghan reached the height of her orgasm, she felt Ryan’s cock begin to swell. As he pulled it from deep inside of her, she sighed and relaxed as best she could. As she felt his hands spread her ass cheeks apart, she tensed her arms and stomach muscles. Almost immediately, she heard Ryan groan and felt the warm spurts of cum against her ass.

  Ryan released the pressure of his foot from Meghan’s head. Slowly, she began to raise her head from the couch. As she did, she felt Ryan’s hand on her right shoulder, lifting her from the awkward position.

  As she stood, her legs shook and her knees began to wobble.

  R
yan extended his arms around her back and under her armpit, holding her from falling.

  “Here, let me help you to the bathroom,” Ryan whispered as he held the weight of her body against his right arm.

  As he turned toward the hallway, Meghan’s legs gave out. Exhausted, and in a heightened state of euphoria, she was incapable of walking. As her legs failed, Ryan reached under her thighs with his left arm and picked her up from the floor.

  “Carrying you might be easier,” Ryan chuckled as he hoisted Meghan from the floor.

  Meghan sighed. “Holy fuck. First time, huh?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “Your first sex. That was it?”

  “Oh. Yes. That was my first time doing it. I’m fascinated with watching it, though. I just did what I’ve seen others do,” Ryan admitted.

  Standing at the entrance of the bathroom, Ryan stood and admired Meghan’s attractive features. As she removed her dress, bra, and jewelry, her hands shook uncontrollably. Standing before him naked, Meghan’s body appeared much younger than her almost thirty years of age. Ryan, still dressed in his shirt, unbuttoned it and set it on top of the bathroom vanity.

  He watched as she reached into the shower and turned on the water. The emotion he felt from the aggressive sex was comparable to the excitement and satisfaction he felt from killing Meghan’s uncle and watching her kill Elena. Consciously, as he watched Meghan step into the shower, he compared the two events and his feelings associated with both.

  “Are you going to get in with me?” Meghan asked.

  Ryan, feeling somewhat disconnected from reality, nodded his head lightly. He turned to focus on Meghan, trying to make sense of the situation. His life, he began to feel, had become a whirlwind of changes. Changes he felt he wasn’t necessarily prepared for or could prepare for.

  As he watched the water from the shower raining down on Meghan’s naked body, he realized that he was not the failure his father had told him he would be.

  “Well, get in here. Water is going everywhere,” Meghan laughed as she motioned toward the bathroom floor.

  As Ryan stepped into the shower, he thought of his torturous father, of Meghan, and of yet more murder.

  And his mouth slowly curled into a smile.

  TWENTY - EIGHT. Meghan blinked her eyes in disbelief as she faced three large Asian men wearing very expensive looking suits. The room in which she was now standing became immediately familiar.

  Meghan was standing in the room she and the other three girls were held captive in. She blinked her eyes and turned to see Ryan standing behind her, smiling. As her mind began to process what was happening, she instantly felt relief, followed by a sinking fear.

  “Ryan, oh my God. What is going on?” she gasped.

  Ryan hugged her for a moment, and broke the embrace as he spoke. “You like it rough and kinky. Here we are. This is what I want.”

  He motioned toward the Asian men.

  Meghan glanced toward the Asian men, who stood statue still, staring straight ahead. They were all very large; approximately six foot tall and two hundred pounds by her best estimate. They appeared to be a mirror image of each other in appearance, dress, and physique. She turned from the men and faced Ryan.

  “I’m really confused,” Meghan whispered.

  “I’ll explain it to you. You like excitement and BDSM, so I thought I’d shock you. You’re going to do what I say, and pretty soon this will be over. I need you to do as I tell you- willingly. It’s important that you do it willingly and don’t fight it. Do you understand?” Ryan asked softly.

  Meghan blinked her eyes. “Okay. Okay, I guess, yeah.”

  Consumed with wonder, Meghan began to feel relief that Ryan had some form of plan, and that he decided to cut her bindings and remove her blindfold. As the reality of where they were began to sink in, Meghan took a shallow breath and exhaled.

  “Can we go somewhere else? This room. Well, it creeps me out, Ryan. Can we go somewhere else?” Meghan pleaded.

  “That’s enough talking. I need you to get on your knees and suck my cock, Meghan. Do it now,” Ryan said sternly as he unzipped his slacks.

  As Ryan reached into his pants and pulled out his cock, Meghan quickly realized he was serious. A small degree of excitement was followed with a larger feeling of embarrassment, and then shame. As she looked at Ryan with confusion on her face, he placed his hands on her shoulders. As he pushed her to her knees, she began to feel uneasy.

  “Ryan, this is weird, I…” Meghan tried to reason.

  “Meghan, I need you to suck my cock while these guys watch. This is only the beginning, but this will all be over before you know it, okay?” Ryan said in a stern tone.

  As Ryan began to stroke his cock, Meghan glanced at the Asian men in suits, still standing erect and expressionless against the bench along the wall. The thought of them watching her suck Ryan’s cock began to excite her. As she shifted her gaze to Ryan, she saw his cock becoming hard in his hand.

  “Open,” Ryan whispered as he stepped toward her.

  Meghan closed her eyes and opened her mouth. As he felt Ryan’s cock enter her mouth, she pressed against the bottom of the shaft with her tongue. For some reason, desperately, she wanted not only Ryan to be pleased with her, but for the men watching to be impressed with her abilities.

  As Ryan’s length slid in and out of her mouth, she remembered what Ryan had said in her home regarding her hands. She opened her eyes and placed her hands on her thighs as she eagerly allowed him to fuck her throat. The sound of Ryan’s cock pounding against her throat, her gagging, and coughing echoed through the concrete room. As Ryan moaned, Meghan began to feel herself become extremely aroused. She closed her eyes as she felt her pussy become soaked.

  The pressure of his hands on her neck startled her and she opened her eyes. As Ryan continued to pound himself in and out of her throat, he pulled upward against her neck with his hands, lifting her weight from the floor.

  “Stand,” Ryan demanded.

  Ryan’s stiffness flopped from her mouth as she straightened her legs and began to stand.

  “Remove your dress,” Ryan whispered.

  Meghan, now immune to what else was surrounding her, quickly struggled with pulling her dress over her shoulders. As she tossed it on the bench beside her, Ryan nodded toward her and pointed to her panties. She pressed her thumbs against her hips, and pushed her panties down her thighs and over her knees. As she lifted her feet from the floor, Ryan reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her clothes now on a pile on the bench, Ryan stood before her in slacks, a white t-shirt, and dress shoes.

  “Meghan, the man on the left. You’re going to suck his cock until he fills your mouth with cum. While you’re sucking his cock, I’m going to be fucking you from behind. We will work from left to right, and when you’ve finished, it will all be over,” Ryan whispered.

  Meghan turned to face the men who still stood against the bench along the wall. Something about knowing Ryan’s will, his desire, and his expectations of her made Meghan feel as if she was pleasing him by doing as he asked. Knowing the overall plan, Ryan’s intent, and that there was a goal began to excite Meghan. Sucking all of the men’s cocks to completion, however, was somewhat overwhelming.

  As she stepped toward the man on the left, he unzipped his pants and removed his rather large dick. Without speaking, he placed his hands on his hips. Meghan glanced at Ryan. An affirmative nod was all she needed. She positioned herself in front of the man, bent at the waist, placed her hands on her knees, and wrapped her lips around the man’s cock.

  She eagerly sucked the stranger’s dick, hoping for him to cum as quickly as possible. She felt Ryan’s thickness pressing against her soaking wet pussy. As he began to penetrate her deeply, she immediately reached climax. As she did, she groaned against the thick shaft that filled her mouth.

  Rhythmically, Ryan’s swollen shaft slid in and out of her pussy as she sucked the stranger no differently that she had sucked Ryan. Forcefully.
She opened her eyes and looked up toward his face making note that he was staring straight ahead expressionless. She closed her eyes and continued to suck and gag on his cock – pounding it into the back of her throat with each stroke.

  Thinking of sucking all of the men to completion changed from overwhelming to exciting. As Meghan felt her pussy begin to contract again, she moaned. As she moaned, she felt the head swell in her throat. Knowing he was reaching climax, she eagerly worked her mouth up and down the shaft.

  As his cock began to pulse, Meghan felt his cum enter her throat. She pressed her mouth against the base of the shaft, allowing his cum into her throat. As the man finished ejaculating, he pulled his swollen shaft from her mouth and nodded his head.

  Meghan glanced to the man on her right as he unzipped his zipper and pulled his similarly shaped and sized penis from his pants. As she started to shuffle her way to the right, the man directly in front of her moved aside, and the man in the middle stepped in front of her.

  She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the tip of his dick, and inhaled through her nose. She closed her eyes and began working her mouth up and down the shaft, lubricating it well. She decided to try a different technique, and see if she could cause him to cum more quickly. As Ryan’s cock began to work its way in and out of her pussy, she started to aggressively suck the man’s cock as fast as she could.

  As she gagged and slobbered all over the man’s shaft, Ryan pummeled her pussy. The faster she sucked, the faster Ryan fucked her pussy. Proud of her determination, Meghan sucked the man’s dick as if it was her only desire. Ryan’s hands squeezed her hips firmly as he forced himself deeper and deeper with each stroke. As her entire body began to tingle, she pressed her hands against her knees and squeezed. If she didn’t collapse from this orgasm, she felt it would be a miracle. As her body tingled from her nipples to her clit, she groaned in ecstasy.

  With her groans came the immediate reward of the warm cum against her tongue. As soon as she felt him cum, she buried her mouth on the shaft, allowing his cum deep in her throat. As her eyes rolled from the earth shattering orgasm, the second man pulled himself from her mouth.