Amy was adorably cute. She was petite, maybe 110 lbs and 5’4” with a mane of curly blonde hair, strong cheekbones, piercing green eyes, a tiny nose and beautiful lips. The type of girl who was stunning without makeup and so wore little of it. Which was a good match for her always fashionable but conservative dress
We were in the dorms together and part of the same group of friends. Early on, I noticed that under her happy exterior she had the vibe. Not the one that most of the girls I go for have – the ones who are on the verge of breaking down any moment, the ones who cut themselves and are always the victim – but it was there none the less. I knew if I had the opportunity she would let me do what I wanted but would put up a fight.
She might have forever remained the subject of dirty fantasies and had me and 2 of my not gone over to play board games with her and her roommates one Friday night.
The six of us played games until about 2 AM, laughing, flirting, eating veggie pizza and in general having a good wholesome time.
It had gotten late and Amy offered to drive me home in her red VW Cabriolet. And as she drove, I put my hand on her thigh. She put her hand on mine to push me away but didn’t say anything.
“You want this”
“I don’t,” she said in a small weak voice.
“If you didn’t, you would be trying harder to stop me.” I said. “Now pull the car over”
She pulled the car into a parking lot.
I kissed her. She didn’t kiss back, but didn’t really resist either. As I kissed her I grabbed both of her wrists tightly enough to hurt and held them above her head.
“That wasn’t a very good kiss, was it, Amy? You wouldn’t want me to get angry.”
“No,” she said, tears starting to roll down her cheeks
“Climb on top of me and do it right,” I said releasing her left hand and unfastening her seat belt.
To my surprise, she did. It wasn’t passionate but the tears streaming down her cheeks and her weight on top of me made up for it.
“Such a good little slut you are. You’ve been holding out on me,” I said as I unhooked her bra. “You don’t need this with your little titties, do you slut?”
I squeezed her wrist hard “No,” she said with more tears. I released her wrist and pulled off her top. She was everything I had hoped for.
But the spell was broken and she began scrambling for the door latch.
I punched her right ear with my left fist knocking her head into the window. “You wanna fuck outside! That sounds great!
She didn’t scream, she just cried. I opened the door and threw her to the ground. Then I was on top of the sobbing girl. I easily pinned her down and started undoing her shorts. The fight had left her.
I pulled her shorts down. She was wet and trembling.
As ripped off her shorts and purple polka dot cotton panties off I said “You like this, don’t you, cunt”
“No”
“It’s not your first time though.
“No”
“How many other guys have fucked you like this”
She sobbed as she said 3. I smiled as I penetrated her and began choking her. Listening to her sob as she came. Feeling her tighten around me as she cried was an incredible feeling and I knew I wanted it again.
“Let’s take you home,” I said putting the naked shaking, exhausted girl in the passenger seat of her own car.
I drove her to back to her apartment and climbed into bed with her and took her again then waited for the crying girl next to me to fall asleep.
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