Fear of Intercourse

It started to rain when Krystal left the office building in downtown Dallas, she was four blocks away from the parking garage. She had forgotten to bring her umbrella with her, she saw a door marked ” El Matador Lounge,” and went in. Her eyes have not completely adjusted to the dim lighting and she felt disoriented surrounded by strangers: when she looked to her right to where the door out to a enclosed deck, she saw a table with a well dressed man sitting alone. There is bar behind me, I stood walking to the door and opened it, inviting Krystal to join me for drinks and dinner. As she stepped in to the room, she stopped startled as I gently touched the small of her back with my right hand. I whispered in her ear and she drew closer: Then her heart leaped to her throat as my hand fell to rest on her right hip. I give her a gentle squeeze. ” WTF?!” She asked, now she is frozen, barely able to move. She feels a lump in her throat. ” Please, have a seat.” I said.

She stood frozen unable to move as I gently caressed her ass with my powerful hand, she is clenching her cheeks trying to pull away. My cock became rock hard in seconds. I can see the hollow of her right buttock under the tight-fitting dress as she walked in front of me. She turned around and looked at me, barely able to breath. I whisper in her ear ” Let’s go to my penthouse…I have dry clothes there.” Krystal nodded her head and I guided her out a backdoor into my waiting car. We went up to my penthouse, I showed her to the bedroom and bathroom and had my housekeeper help her with taking a shower and clothes. Krystal came out later and joined me for drinks and dinner.

I could not help but stare at how beautiful she was, she had on a short denim jean skirt, that showed off her tanned legs so nicely. She had on a pair of sandals, and her toes looked so sexy, I could suck on them right now. She was wearing a purple low cut tank top sweater that showed a lot of her cleavage. She had her hair down, and it is long past her shoulders. She has brunette hair, and brown eyes. Sitting sipping wine and chatting Krystal explained ” She was divorced and she is 32 with no children. She had been married three months to a non virgin man. She was a virgin when she got married. She had been trying to have intercourse with her husband but fear dominated her mind to the point that she refused even to get touched. They had discussed the issue several times, her husband showed understanding, love and patience. She even went to the gynaecologist who confirmed that she had a extremely small tight vagina which is why she felt pain once the penis touches the lips and slit, she failed for over a year to get over the first intercourse attempt. Her husband filed for a divorce and she has not been with a man for eight years. I have not solved my psychological fear and the issue is so important that it keeps destroying my relationships.”

I said ” Krystal, I can help you solve your fear…You want to try?” ” Yes.” Let’s go to the bedroom, Krystal walked into the bedroom. I grabbed her from behind pushing her against the wall, she is feeling a heat building in her loins that she has never felt before. Being helpless, having her blouse and bra stripped away, my demanding hands on her breasts, my hard cock pressing against her…her rational mind told her she is in danger but another part of her brain, the part she can’t control, is reacting to the stimulation. As is her body. I begin to lift her skirt, stroking the inside of her thighs as I went. ” Mmmm,” my hand reached her ass and begins to fondle it. I spun her around grabbed her by the hair and bent her over the large bed and yanked her skirt up. She begins to struggle as my hand is rubbing her firm ass. She stiffened in fear as her panties are pulled down, making it impossible to run with them around her knees. Krystal closed her eyes shut as my fingers found her pussy. I start rubbing her clit, making her cry out, as my fingers toyed around her pussy lips. Her pussy is dripping with her juices. She gasps as the fingers prodded inside of her, her body beginning to shake. Despite her arousal, Krystal’s fear returned.

” PLEASE STOP. Don’t do that, PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE.” she pleaded. I grab her hands and wrapped a piece of rope around her wrists, effectively binding the writhing wrists together behind her back. Grabbing the skirt where it had been parted, I pull the waist band into the material of her skirt. It slipped down her hips; I grunted slightly and ripped her skirt apart, through the hem. I then dropped the ruined skirt to the ground. She begins to cry when she hears my zipper come down. She can’t move, trapped bent over the bed and totally helpless. Soon she feels my heat behind her, and she feels the head of my huge cock rubbing her wet slit. I grunted and thrust my hips forward. Something in her tore. A deep painful burn filled her entire pelvis and my hot throbbing monster cock forced its way into her tight tender little pussy. A split second ago the tip of my cock was barely entering her and all of a sudden my head has forced her pussy open.