Taking Jane

Jane is a 46 year old divorcee and co-owner of D magazine in Dallas. She is attending a big promotional party that one of my companies is putting on. She is representing D magazine trying to get me to invest in the magazine and consent to a article about being a international business tycoon. The party is being held at 10000 Hollow Way Road, a 27,000 sq. foot mansion. She met me at the party. I came over and introduced myself to her as John and I’m very attentive all evening. Jane is comfortable around me. I complemented her on her short blue dress and nice smile. I wanted to know everything about her. ” I haven’t seen you around, you must be new to D magazine. What’s your name?” I asked with a big smile. ” Jane,” ” Welcome Jane. Let’s dance!” As we danced she told me about herself, ‘ she is 46 divorced, currently not dating, has never been in a serious relationship since the divorce. She is co-owner of D magazine, and she is at the party to try to meet me. She wanted me to invest in the magazine and interview me, for featured article. Jane hated to admit it, she had a great time. The night flew by and she never noticed what time it was. She didn’t want it to end. Then I offered, ” Stay here tonight. There’s a indoor Jacuzzi we can use and talk some more.” Jane gladly accepted not knowing what laid ahead.

I had a bikini for her to use. A hot pink bikini that tied up at the sides and back. A little revealing but she thought she guess it would have to do since she didn’t have hers. She went into my bathroom to change and we went downstairs to the Jacuzzi. We got in and talked some more. Then I pull out my hard penis from my swim trunks. Jane is shocked and cries ” No.” I put it away and backed off. She decided it is time for her to leave. She got out to return to my room to change and leave. She can’t believe this is happening to her. She thinks wildly in her mind. She doesn’t know what to do or how to get out of this as one hand then another come up from behind and grabbed her breasts. She tries to break free but the harder she fights, the harder my grip is as pain soon sets in. ” What do you want?” as she cries wanting to be let go. Silence. I continue to keep my hold on her forcing her to walk over to the bed in my bedroom. The sheets are a mess and the harder she fights, the tighter the hold. Soon more pain as I squeeze her breasts and say to her ” I want to fuck you hard, Jane…I want to know how tight you are? After that tease in the Jacuzzi, you had me so hard. I am not going to take another ‘no’ again.”

Jane manages to get free and flees into the bathroom and is about to close the door when I grab her from behind. I untie her suit and grab her breasts. ” I know you want it Jane,” I say in her ear as she tries to fight. I suddenly grab her left arm behind her, and then grab her other wrist, pulling it behind her as well, holding her two slender wrists together behind her back, one on top of the other in one big hand, pushing down on her. ” John, what the fuck, are you, doing? You, you asshole, what are you doing?” In one motion I pinned her kicking legs under me, pressing my knees behind hers so she can’t kick. The heat from her legs on my thighs, that energy passing between us is divine. My balls feel hot and full. My cock is straining in my swim trunks. The big head pushing against the thin fabric of my trunks. She is shocked by the sheer brute strength from me. She has never ever been with man that has been rough with her. Here she is, bent over the edge of my bed, her ass pressed up, her legs spread, my weight against her, my legs pinning her open. She feels the heat of my hairy legs on hers, my energy is electric, passing into her as well. She feels it inside her. It feels good, she is surprised to acknowledge, warm, familiar, her feet outside mine, her calves hooked on the outsides of my shins, forcing her legs to spread wide, only her toes touching the floor, my knees pushing hot into the back of her legs, bending her knees enough she didn’t have any leverage. She didn’t know yet that my huge cock is straining in my trunks, that the hardness she feels bump between her legs is the underside of my hard cock, that the big swollen head of my cock is pointing up and straining inside my trunks just above her ass. ” Are you through?” I growled.

Jane tried to wriggle loose. I pressed against her pinning her down. Her arms behind her back, my legs pressing on hers. She can’t move. I imagined her bending her knees so the head of my cock touched her pussy. ” John! Let me, the fuck, up!” She is panting hard. Out of breath. Sweaty. Completely physically overpowered. ” I should have met you before now!” I hissed at her. ” You’re going to do as I say.” ” Fuck you, John! You can’t force me! You bastard, let me go!” I look down at her thong covered ass, her bare pink pussy lips through the thong. My cock painfully hard, the head just inches from her bare pussy, I surprise myself that I’m enjoying her struggling. I’m getting off on it. I grin to myself. I suddenly stepped out from behind her, re-positioning myself so only my right leg now pressed into the back of her left leg. I half lean over her, my cock grinding into her hip. ” Stay still!” I commanded. ” Fuck you, John, let me goooo!” She yells, wriggling and straining against my grip. ” Fuck me? No, fuck you, Bethany!” I said with a calm and purpose in my voice that surprised and frightened her. My grip on her took her energy away. I had her pinned down so tight, she can’t move. The initial adrenalin rush subsided, and panting hard, she feels herself giving in. ” John, let me go. I’ll, I’ll call the police,” she threatened, her voice shaky. She feels her upper legs exposed. The heat of me against her hip. It registered. I’m hard, I’m grinding my cock against her.

” Leave the police out of this…If you want the me to invest and do the interview…You will surrender to me…If you don’t I call your partner at the magazine and offer to buy you out.” I growled back at her. She tried to look back at me. She caught my eye, and Jane watched my expression change. She thought if she maintained eye contact, I’d snap out of it, would let her up. She’d never seen that expression on a man’s face before, it startled her. She watched me turn my head, my eyes looking down at her ass. She feels me, hard against her thigh. She feels my cock jerk against her through my shorts. I’m pushing it against her, grinding it against her hip as if I were just holding her down preventing her from struggling. She remembers her thong, feeling a moment of panic. She tries not to believe I can see her pussy through the thong. Her legs are spread wide. Her belly on top of the bed, her ass pushed up and out. She feels the air on her exposed open pussy, the fabric of her thong stretched, the thin thong exposing her pussy to me. Her feet on the floor, standing on her toes, I’m seeing her. Her panties. Her pussy. She tries to close her legs, but she can’t. She suddenly became acutely aware of the warm night air between her legs, on her bare upper thighs, I’m pressing hot against her, my breathing is hard, panting from the exertion, hers, echoing into her ears from the room, and a warm feeling deep in her groin, in her belly.