I’ve been having that weird fantasy...
… of being hit on by a girl in a bar or something. I’d tell her I appreciated that she found me cute, but that I was straight. She’d say it was a shame but she accepted it, and if she could buy me a drink anyway, and I’d say Yes.
I wouldn’t notice her slipping a roofie into my glass.
When I’d wake up again, I’d be on her bed, naked, and my hands tied above my head. At first I wouldn’t know what was happening, so I wouldn’t be struggling right away, I’d just be very confused to see her at the end of the bed. She’d tell me she decided she wanted me, that I was hers now, and that I shouldn’t worry, I’d start liking it soon enough.
At that point I’d still be dizzy, but clear enough to realize what was about to happen, and I’d start trying to get away, but all I could do was thrash from side to side. I’d scream, but she’d tell me that it had no use, because no one could hear me anyway, while she’d start to undress herself. I’d never thought much about how two girls would usually have sex, at least not without the help of toys, but once she was done stripping out of her clothes, I’d realize this would be anything but usual.
A surge of fear would shoot through my entire body at the sight of the thick, big cock she had been hiding, and the fact that it was already half hard. I’d buck and thrash even more, my force and conscience returning fully, but still not being enough to break free from the ties. I had always dreamed of my pussy being claimed someday, but I’d imagined it to be by a man who loved me, and only after I’d have happily given him my virginity in our wedding night…
The only option I’d have left at that point would be to squeeze my thighs shut as firmly as I could, but she’d just laugh, while taking her time to stroke her cock until it was completely hard.
It’d take her no effort to spread my legs wide open, and start grinding against my pussy. I’d hate myself for it, but I’d notice how I’d get wet. It’s just from the stimulation, I’d tell myself, It’s a normal bodily function, this doesn’t mean that I like any of this! And although that was the truth, it wouldn’t make me feel better. I’d cry and beg for her to let me go, but just a moment later, she’d push her cock right into my helpless hole entirely in one merciless thrust. I’d want to scream, but the force and the pain would make my breath hitch.
I’d lose track of how much time was passing while she was fucking me, all I’d notice would be that it wouldn’t make a difference whether I clenched up, or tried to relax, which would be in vain anyway. Every inch of my body would be fighting against this, but there was nothing I could do to stop the inevitable.
Ohh babe, I’m about to cum!, she’d groan, Get ready for my load!
Now I’d scream again. I’d never had a boyfriend before, so there’d never been a reason for me to take the pill. I’d beg again, but she’d ignore me, I’d try to gather all my force to get away from her, kick my legs, which she was still holding open, and throw myself from side to side as good as possible, but nothing would work, I’d be stuck pinned under her, exposed to the force of her cock.
She’d moan loudly as she’d thrust into me once more, burying her entire length in me, the tip of her throbbing cock painfully hitting my cervix, and not even a second later, I’d feel her orgasm, thick ropes of burning hot cum splashing against the entrance of my unprotected virgin womb. And in that moment, something would break in my mind. I’d go limp all of a sudden, and a different kind of surge would shake my body. I’m cumming… I’m straight, but I’m cumming on a girl’s cock!!! As her moans would tell me, she’d feel the rhythmic spasms of my pussy, milking every last drop out of her balls, and guiding it deeper inside me.
I wouldn’t leave her again. Neither of us would know if it had already happened on the first time, or one of the other times she’d fucked me, which she’d have done at least once a day, but a few months later, my belly would be swollen round with her babies inside me, and my tits heavy and leaking milk. I wouldn’t waste another thought on my past dreams, in fact I’d hardly think about much anything anymore. I’d be her mindless broken breeding cow forever, and both of us would be loving it…
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