I sit in a corner of a bar skulking and downing shots. It has been a rough time recently and I’m looking to drown my sorrows. I avoid conversation, ordering drinks in short commands. I am starting to feel blissfully numb when I see Tahini, the cute Indian woman whom I had been crushing on for some time. I had even gotten up the courage to ask her out recently, but she had rejected me, loudly and publicly, humiliating me in the process. My blood boils as I watch her sitting at the bar, flirting with men and getting her drinks paid for. My stomach churns each time she touches an arm or tosses her long hair. I increase my drinking, trying to ignore her, yet I keep looking back, a strange mix of desire and rage creeping over me. When I can’t take it anymore I slam cash on the table and storm out of the bar. Tahini never even notices me. I reach my car across the street and get in. But instead of starting it up, I sit and peer through the bar window at Tahini. Even from here, I can see her short but shapely legs under her skirt and her middling tits pushed up by a bra to form cleavage in the neckline of her shirt. Without thinking, I start to stroke myself through my pants as I watch her. I soon have a full erection as I think of everything I want to do to her.
Some time passes. Numerous men approach Tahini as I jerk off in my car. It is getting late and the bar crowd has grown thin, the street deserted. A man emerges from the outdoor basement access of the store next to the bar carrying a heavy load. He disappears around the corner then I see him pull away in a truck, having left the basement door open. Nothing else happens outside aside from the occasional patron leaving the bar. Tahini seems to be winding down the night, now rejecting the advances of the men. Why is my heart beating so fast as she stumbles off her barstool? My dick throbs in my pants as she moves toward the exit. She leaves the bar and walks in the direction of the store. I’m holding my breath, waiting. When her back is to me and she is away from the bar front, I slip out of my car, lightly closing the door. I sneak across the street and quietly catch up to Tahini. I quickly reach from behind and clap a hand over her mouth. She tries to scream but it comes out a muffled cry. My other arm wraps around her, pinning her arms to her sides, and I pull her back to me. My erection presses against her ass and she wiggles frantically in my grip. I am able to lift Tahini’s small frame easily and drag her backwards. My head whips around, seeing no one on the street as I force her into the open basement entrance of the store. I slam the door behind us, the night sounds outside are instantly muted. I carry Tahini down the stairs then push her away from me. She barely manages not too fall and wheels around. The look of pure terror on her face transforms into scared confusion.
“You!” Tahini’s eyes are wide. “What are you doing?”
I smile, a cold calm has settled over me. “I’m taking what I want.”
Tahini’s lip trembles as her eyes fall on the erection in my pants. “No you are not!”
I grin. Our familiarity seems to have given her some hope that I won’t proceed. She is mistaken. I do not answer but walk over to a set of stockroom shelves. I keep Tahini in view as I browse the items. I spot a box of scarves, that’ll do. I take one and walk towards Tahini.
“Stop! I mean it!.” She yells as I move closer.
Her shouts ring out in the basement, but I’m sure no one can hear. She must think so too, fear reappears on her face. Tahini backs away as I approach, until she bumps into a deep freeze against the wall. She looks back for a moment and I am on her, pinning her against the deep freeze.
“No!” Tahini gasps.
Her hands raise to strike but I catch her wrists and force them behind her back. Somehow it doesn’t matter that I can’t see what I’m doing, or that Tahini is struggling desperately. I bind her hands tightly behind her back with the scarf then step back and watch her try to free them.
“Let me go!” Tahini screams, unable to slip the bond.
She tries to dart around me and I easily push her back. She glares at me, her body tensed up as she thinks of escape.
“Where to start…” I look my captive over, my cock throbbing in my pants. “Always wanted to see these.”
I grip her shirt with both hands at the neckline then tear it open down the front with a satisfying *rip*, revealing her purple bra.
“Quit! Please!” Tahini shakes her shoulders.
“Ah a clasp in the front.” I run my hands over her torso, exposed by her torn shirt. “So convenient.”
Tahini shakes her head slowly, looking horrified as I undo the clasp. Her bra falls away at both sides and she blushes heavily as her tits are revealed and she is unable cover them. I eye her decent sized breasts, a nice handful each and magnificently perky with deep-brown nipples. How often I’ve thought of them, and now they are mine.
Tahini must see my desire. “Don’t… D..don’t ok?”
“Shut up!” I bark suddenly, she is starting to spoil my fun.
Tahini looks shocked and her mouth snaps shut. I smirk then take her tits in my hand. I squeeze them, and push them together, loving the feel of them. Tahini shudders under my touch. Her height requires me to squat down as I grope her hard and take a nipple into my mouth. Tahini’s breath catches as I suck at it. I massage her other tit as my tongue swirls on her nipple, lapping around it and over the tip.
“N…no.” I hear Tahini whimper as her nipple grows stiff in my mouth.
I pull back, sucking hard, until her nipple escapes my lips with a pop, making her tit jiggle a little.
“What a surprise.” I taunt as I feel her up. “I didn’t expect you to like it.”
“I don’t!” Tahini growls vehemently. “You’re sick!”
I chuckle. “Oh really?
I give her erect nipple a hard flick, making her shiver, then bite the other. Tahini yelps, but the nipple immediately hardens.
“See, look how turned on you are.” I roll both nipples in my fingers then pinch them.
Tahini’s chest heaves. “I’m not!” She yells then looks down at her tits. “I’m not…” She whispers, more to herself than me.
“Let’s find out.” I grab her shoulders and turn her around.
My hard on presses against her ass through our clothes and Tahini struggles again. I make her bend her over the freezer then grind my erection against her.
“Please, please let me go” Tahini trembles under me.
“I don’t think so Tahini.” I say, moving my hands across her skirt over her ass. “Not until I get what I want.”
I grip the hem of her skirt then yank it up over her waist. My dick throbs as I reveal her panties, the same purple as her bra. The thong cut shows off her round brown ass. Tahini wiggles, trying to shake her skirt back down, but only succeeds in shaking her ass for me. I laugh then grip both ass cheeks, giving them a firm squeeze. She strains to look back over her shoulder while bound and bent over the freezer. I massage and pinch her ass for a bit then give it a hard smack.
“AHH!” Tahini yelps, a red hand print shining momentarily on her dark skin.
She glares back at me, then her face crumbles as I hook my fingers in the waist of her thong.
“Not that… please not that.” Tahini squirms between me and the deep freeze.
I ignore her and slide the thong over her hips then let it fall down her legs. I can see her tempting mound between her tightly closed thighs Tahini tries to squat down but I deliver a sharp spank that straightens her legs and makes her lean into the deep freeze.
“Hold still.” I command firmly.
Tahini sobs quietly as I grip her thighs and part them to reveal her pink pussy amongst her dark folds. Despite all her resistance, Tahini’s slit has started to wetten. I bite my lip as my blood surges.
“You’re actually turned on.” I laugh.
“I… I’m not.” Tahini insists weakly.
“Doesn’t really matter to me.” I shrug and unzip my pants.
Tahini whips her head around at the sound. “No! I don’t want it!” Her eyes fall on my rock hard cock and widen. “N….no…”
“Don’t lie.” I keep her spread with one hand and grip my cock with the other. “You’re nothing but a little slut in need of a good fucking.”
Turning red, Tahini opens her mouth to retort but instead gives out a sharp gasp as I slide my dick between her thighs, running up her slit. I seize her hips and pull her back as I grind against her pussy. My throbbing head prods at her clit and my shaft rubs between lips.
“You can’t… I don’t… “ Tahini stutters, pressing herself against the freezer.
I chuckle as her juices start to flow, coating my dick. “Yes, get ready for me like a good whore.”
“Please…. Don’t…. Please…” Tahini gives a final lame protest.
I rear back and line up with her now dripping entrance. I rub my tip around her hole, feeling her tremble against me, then plunge into her wet warmth.
“Ohhhh!” Tahini’s scream fills the basement when I penetrate her.
Done with teasing, I start to pump my hips hard and steady, ramming my erection into her pussy. Tahini clenches her thighs shut, only increasing the tightness and my arousal. I push deep into her resisting cunt, grunting with the effort.
“Take that dick Tahini.” I squeeze her ass as my cock invades her repeatedly.
I lean into her, pinning her to the deep freeze. Over and over I slam into her quivering pussy, making her cry out each time.
“Stop..it’s…too… much.” Tahini manages between shouts.
“Make it easier, spread those legs like a good whore.” I command, smacking her ass again.
Shivering all over, Tahini reluctantly parts her legs. I’m able to move more freely now and start to buck my hips rapidly, my cock pistoning into her pussy. I reach out and grab the scarf between her tied wrists. I pull back on it as I drill into her, making her back arch and her chest rise slightly off the freezer. It feels amazing to finally be buried in Tahini’s cunt. Her hole grips at my invading dick as it pumps into her. Her body jerks with the force of my fucking.
Tahini let’s out a low moan. “I won’t… I won’t…”
At first I don’t understand, then she begins to involuntarily rock back against me, sliding her wet pussy down my dick.
I grin with comprehension. “Are you gonna cum for me Tahini?”
Tahini shakes her head furiously. “No, no. I can’t, I won’t!” Yet she bucks back faster, her legs shaking.
“Cum for me slut. You know you want to.” My crotch smacks against her ass as I fuck her faster.
“No no no.” Tahini chants while bouncing on my dick. “Nnnnnnnnn……. OHH!”
Her body tenses up: her knees turn inward, her thighs quiver, her arms flex against their restraint. Tahini’s pussy tightens, trying to push out my invading cock. I do not relent, but pound her harder. She gives a helpless cry of pleasure and I feel wetness drip down my shaft and balls. Her pussy squeezes my dick wonderfully as she orgasms against her will. Finally Tahini shudders and goes limp, suspended over the deep freeze as I hold the scarf. Her body swings back and forth as I pound her cunt. I release the scarf and let her collapse. I put my hands on my hips and slow my thrusting to a steady but hard pace. In her exhaustion, Tahini offers no resistance and can only let out loud gasps as I slam into her hard enough to make her feet leave the ground an inch or so. Then, I grab her hips and slowly pull my dick from her cunt. Her mound has become nice and swollen, her juices drip from her slightly reddened slit.
“You bastard.” Tahini takes heaving breaths.
“Like you didn’t just cum all over my balls.” I chuckle.
She shivers. “I hated it.”
“I don’t think so.” I snarl, grabbing the scarf and pulling her upright. I hold her against me and whisper in her ear. “I think you want to cum again.”
Tahini’s lip trembles. “No more. Please.”
Smiling, I lick her neck then spin her around to face me. I grip one of her perky tits that hang out of her torn shirt and yank her skirt down and off. I give the nipple a pinch then reach both hands around and squeeze her ass hard enough to make her wince. I lift her with ease and set her on the edge of deep freeze. Tahini has to lean back and support herself on her bound hands.
“Not again.” She begs. “I can’t take anymore.”
“I beg to differ.” I grab her thighs.
“Please!” Tahini squeezes her legs together.
Her muscles flex under my hands, trying to keep me from her sweet pussy, but I pry her legs open and push them up. Her dark inner thighs are coated in her wetness. Her violated hole contracts in front of me, her clit is swollen. I step to the edge of the deep freeze. Tahini’s muttered protests become a sharp intake of breath as I penetrate her again, sliding my cock deep into her treacherously eager hole.
“Oh yeah, gonna cum for me again Tahini?” I start to thrust into her pussy with a satisfying splash.
“Uhhnnn..” Tahini groans as her head rolls back.
Her breasts heave while she breathes deeply. As I slide in and out of her cunt, I feel her legs stop straining against me. I spare one hand to grope a jiggling tit, squeezing and rubbing. Tahini keeps her released leg open and even props her foot on the edge of the freezer.
“Yesss good girl.” I grunt and fuck her harder.
“Ohhhh…. Ohhhhh…” Tahini’s moans echo off the basement walls.
I release her other leg and bring my thumb to her engorged clit. I flick it rapidly as I pump my hips faster. She plants the other foot and bucks upward to take my swelling cock. I take quick breaths, drilling into her spasming pussy. My balls slap against her ass as she rises to meet me. I pinch her nipple hard and vibrate her clit with my thumb. Tahini’s head snaps up and she stares at me dazedly for a few moments while I ram into her with all my might.
“Ahhhh…ahhhh…ahhh” She pants. And then her eyes roll up and her body shakes. “AAAHHHHH”
Again her pussy erupts and her juices flow down my shaft and nuts, dripping to the concrete floor. Tahini’s mouth hangs open and her body goes rigid, quivering in her climax. Her soaked cunt clenches incredibly tightly. I pull back to thrust, and she pushes my aching cock from her contracting hole.
“Fuck!” I shout in frustration.
I drag Tahini off the deep freeze and she falls to her knees on the concrete. I stoke my pulsing dick furiously over her, breathing hard. She turns her face away and my hand snatches her by the hair, forcing her to look up at me. I moan, my hips jerking as I climax. Tahini squints her eyes closed and wrinkles her nose in disgust as cum splashes over her face. I continue to jerk off, shooting sticky jizz over her forehead and tightly closed lips.
“Take my cum Tahini.” I pant, shaking semen from my tip to rain down on her.
I hold her hair tight until my breathing slows and I cease my stroking. I grin down as she blinks, small drops of cum caught in her lashes, then release her hair and push her away.
“Thanks Tahini.” I laugh, pulling on my pants. “Just what I needed.”
Tahini says nothing, but sits her bare ass on the concrete and leans back against the freezer. Trembling, she draws her legs up to her chest and eyes me warily.
“I’ll leave the door open, so if you can’t get untied, you can at least run out for help in the nude.” I say with a wink.
I drink in her look of shame and helplessness for a few more moments then turn and walk up the basement stairs. I push open the door and stroll out onto the dark and quiet street.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/73w9st/revenge_on_my_indian_crush_mf_noncon_forced_orgasm