Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
A Sinful Act>: 6

"If that were true, then you'd be letting them into you," he said, dragging the fingertips of his right hand down her stomach and thigh. He didn't stop there though. Instead he slid his hand back up her naked thigh under her skirt until he found her panties, and pressed against them hard enough to make her squeal.

"No Brian," she begged, real fear cutting through the fog that had invaded her brain. Even if she couldn't move her body the way she wanted or speak well, she knew she didn't want this. "I'm saving myself. You know that. We can't." "That sounds like something a lesbian would say," he teased, ignoring her words as he pulled her white cotton panties aside and pressed two fingers inside her. The feeling was so intense that the idea that she was being violated was wiped from her mind by the wave of intense pleasure accented with pain that swept through her body. "Don't you want to prove to everyone that you're straight?"

"But... but..." she panted. "I ammmm... fuck. Please don't do this. Please don't make me." As she spoke, Brian's hand finally pulled away from her virgin sex and her breast, and she sighed in relief that she finally reached him. It took her longer than it should to realize that he hadn't stopped though. He'd just moved away from her long enough to unzip his fly and pull down his underwear.

"No!" she screeched, even though no one could hear her over the sound of the party downstairs. I don't want this. I don't!"

"I know you don't," he said even as he pulled off her panties and forced her legs apart. "You want to save yourself for your little girlfriend - but I'm afraid we can't have that. That would be a sin. So I'm going to fuck you until your straight again."

"Brian - don't..." she gasped as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her slick slit.

"Tell me Jezebel, which is the bigger sin? Having sex before marrigage with a man, or spending the rest of your sad life in bed with other women?" Brian's word's gutted her as she realized that on some level he had a point. Maybe what she needed wasn't to quell the rumor of what she had done with Anna. Maybe What she needed was to have an experience so powerful that it was purged from her soul so that she never dreamed about such sinful things ever again. Ivy didn't answer, but he could see the submission in her eyes when she looked up at him again. She couldn't quite bring herself to say yes but she'd stopped fighting and screaming no. That was all he needed as he started applying more and more pressure with his dick until the head finally popped inside of her. It was a jarring, painful sensation that felt wrong on so many levels, but in this terrible haze it was so hard to tell pain and pleasure apart. At least that was true until his dick ran up against her cherry for the first time. That gave her such an electric jolt of agony that he had to cover her mouth when she tried to scream.

"Calm down princess - it will feel better soon." he reassured her as he tried harder to force himself inside her. The second try didn't work though, and by the time he got to the third try she almost blacked out from the pain. It was on his fourth thrust that he ripped open her virgin pussy. After that he kept invading her purity - claiming her an inch at a time until he was finally all the way inside her. It was hardly the agony she'd felt when he ripped her open, but nothing about this felt good. She felt unclean. She felt used. That was when he started fucking her for real, without even giving her a chance to adjust to his size.

"You know between cumming and some whore's mouth before the party and the sixpack I had while you were taking a nap I'll bet I can fuck your little lezzie cunt for at least half an hour, Ivy." Brian bragged as he started to pump in and out of her in earnest. It sounded like a nightmare to Ivy, but she really didn't have much of a say at this point. "That should give you plenty of time to figure out how to cum on a real dick."

She just bit her lip and tried to endure as he began pistoning in and out of her. She just knew that if she started trying to talk to him that she'd just end up crying, so instead she shut her eyes tight as her body was rocked by his pounding relentless thrusts.

It was the pain that disappeared first. She might have passed out - she wasn't sure, but one thrust the raw gritty pain of Brian's cock going in and out of her was replaced by the slick warm feeling she supposed she was meant to enjoy. Had she just been too dry to enjoy what he was doing to her, she wondered? Did she just need to invest in lube? That was a much kinder fate than confirming that she was only attracted to women. It didn't stop there though. The longer he fucked her - the more she started enjoying the feelings that he inspired inside with her. It wasn't until he bit her nipple that she actually moaned out loud though. "Mmmmmmhhh," she moaned, blushing hard in shame. "There's the slut I was looking for," Brian growled in her ear, "I knew if I fucked you hard enough I'd find her somewhere. Tell me slut - do you like what I'm doing to you?"

"A little," she lied, though she couldn't tell if she was lying by saying that she did like it or lying by saying she didn't like it very much. Her mind was rapidly becoming a hall of mirrors, and every time her lover gave her a little jolt of pleasure, the maze reoriented. It made it impossible for her to put together any complex thoughts or meaningful resistance as Brian kept using her body for his pleasure. It wasn't unlike the time she'd tried getting high with a couple of her friends after school.