He bent down, lightly nipping on your neck. He knew he found your sweet spot when you let out a small whimper, signaling him to suck down on that spot. You moaned a little bit more, trailing your lanky fingers up his still-clothed back, and then running them through his snow white hair. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled his lower half towards you. You felt his hard and throbbing member against your entrance through your denim shorts. That big bulge in his pants made you wetter than ever, making you moan just thinking about him railing the absolute shit out of you. That moment was coming, and you were more than ready. Striker noticed your anticipation and released your neck, leaving a fresh hickey. "Getting angsty aren't we doll? I haven't even started with you yet". He straddled you, staring down at your tense body and eyeing your chest. Biting his lip, he lifted your shirt up. You complied and raised your upper body up for him to take it off. "Sit up" he commanded. You gave him a confused look, and then a surprised one when he grabbed you by the hair and yanked you up. "Don't disobey me doll. Ya hear?"
Striker's dominance turned you on even more. "Y-yes sir.."
"What the fuck? Did I just call him sir?" you thought to yourself. He smashed his lips against yours once again, this time unhooking your bra. Lips still locked, he fondled and squeezed your breasts, pinching your nipples in the process. He broke the kiss to grab your throat and slam you onto your back again. He hunched over to your ear, using his other hand to trail down to your womanhood and slip his hand into your shorts. "You're gonna have to wait just a little bit longer, sugar" he whispered. He snaked down your body, lightly gliding his fingers down your naked upper half sending chills down your spine.
You couldn't wait any longer. The anticipation was killing you. "Striker p-please fuck me! I-" you were interrupted with a hand over your mouth. "Shhh, i'm thinkin' bout it doll" he hissed. You nodded with tears of anticipation coming down. He quickly unbuttoned your shorts, revealing your (f/c) laced panties that hugged your hips perfectly. He noticed that you were soaked, and that made him even harder than before. He rubbed your clit through your panties, making your legs tremble. "You've been waitin' too long doll. How about I give you a little reward for bein' so patient~"
Striker shrugged out of his tasseled jacket, then his blue-black vest, and then his black shirt. Scars and scratches covered his body. He was pretty toned and muscular. His bright yellow eyes trailed your body like a hungry predator about to destroy its prey, and then looked at how eager you were to get your guts rearranged by him. Keeping eye contact and biting his lip, he unbuckled his belt and took his dusty white pants off, along with his boxers revealing the biggest shaft you've ever seen. "Holy fuck this man is huge~" you thought.
Striker inched his body closer to yours, rubbing the tip of his shaft against your clit. "Ready doll?" he seductively asked. He knew you were ready, so he wondered why he even asked. "Y-yes! Yes please put it in!" you exclaimed. "Wait just a second.." Striker paused. You whined in disappointment. He took his red bandana off and grabbed both of your wrists. He held them above your head and tied you up. You were completely helpless and under his control now that you were restrained. He kissed you for a few seconds before breaking it and trailing back to your womanhood. He smacked your entrance with the tip of his girthy manhood before slowly slipping it in. You were soaked, so it was a breeze. You gasped when you felt him enter you. He lightly started to thrust. You winced in pain just a bit. It was your first time, so of course it would hurt. "Am I hurtin' you honey?" he asked. You shook your head in denial with your face scrunched up, even though it did. He hunched down to start kissing you while lightly thrusting again, hoping to distract you from the pain before the pleasure. You whimpered in pain for a bit, but it eventually went away. You moved your head away to break the kiss. "You can go a bit faster now, cowboy" That's when the fun started. He started to thrust inside of you a bit faster, which made you moan a little. His ego grew as you moaned, which made him thrust harder. "mmh yes!" you yelled in between moans as he went faster. After a few seconds, he gripped your hips as he went even harder and faster than he ever has before, digging his nails into your skin. Both the pain and the pleasure was enough to make you yell his name. "Oh fuck yes Striker!" You were almost to your breaking point, but not quite. That's when Striker grabbed your hips and flipped you onto your stomach. He smacked your ass.. hard. The stinging sensation made you arch your back without having to be asked, which satisfied him. "Good girl~"
He trailed the tip of his member from your tailbone to the entrance of your womanhood, then forcefully shoved himself back inside of you. You arched your back even more and moaned even louder. That's when he used one hand to shove his fingers into your mouth to shut you up, and the other one to grip your waist while he pounds the guts out of you. After a few minutes of screaming in pleasure, and biting his fingers on accident a few times which resulted in a hard slap on the ass, you felt your climax slowly build up as the tip of his manhood slam against your spot. "S-Striker i'm about to-" That's when it was too late. You were cumming. You buried your face into your pillows to muffle your screams of pleasure while Striker was still thrusting with all of his strength, going as hard and fast as he could as he felt his horny little doll cum for him. He started to moan under his breath as he felt the inside of you tighten against his shaft as you came. Seconds after you were done, still feeling that thrusting pleasure against your spot, you felt him slow down and start to grunt and groan. He pulled out and grabbed your hair to turn your face towards him. He inched his manhood into your mouth and released himself. You managed to swallow his sweet seed. After gaining his composure, he slowly climbed over beside you and untied you. you rolled over onto your back absolutely knocked out. You were exhausted, but that was the most fun you've ever had. Striker handed you his dirty shirt to clean yourself up since that was the only thing close by, and you threw it back onto the floor when you were done with it. "Ho-holy shit Striker. Th-that was a lot of love" you said while trying to catch your breath. Striker smiled. "You're all mine now. Alright love?" he said in between panting. You nodded in acceptance of his claim over you. You and Striker got under the sweat soaked covers you both had just did the deed on, fell into each other's arms once again, and exchanged a passionate kiss.
"Goodnight cowboy"
"Goodnight doll"~END~

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