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"Oooooogggggghhhhhhh God… aaaagggghhhhhhh," she moaned. "I can't stand what you're doing to me… ooohhhhhhh." But there was nothing she could do but to submit recklessly to this furious, passion crazed moment and take it for all its worth.

She thought it would never stop and she was dying to have him inside her, filling her, satisfying this animal need that had sprung up so suddenly without the slightest warning. She moved her hand and fingers more rapidly now up and down his hardened, lust-filled cock until he moved once again, further up on her body. His hands went behind her knees forcing her thighs completely apart so that she lay there spread-eagle and vulnerable, ready for his coming impalement.

"God, you're a hot little thing. I'm going to stretch that tight little pussy of yours until you beg me to stop!" His voice was trembling and thick as he whispered into her ear, his passion now running away with him.

"Oh yes… take me. I love you… I want you… NOW… NOW!" She had had one last moment of indecision but the fires raging now deep in her belly quenched all thought of turning back.

Without further warning he pulled her under him and she could feel the hard knob of his penis as it pushed the wet, throbbing lips of her vagina aside and he guided his thick manhood quickly into her. She groaned, as she felt the first blunt entry and she felt as though she were being split in half, but her passion was too high for her to cry out in protest. She was moaning and gasping, but it was from the coming pleasure as well as from the pain that he was causing her. Slowly he worked his way into her until his rigid shaft of flesh came to the tight elastic covering of her maidenhead. She could feel him pushing against it gently at first, trying to stretch the tiny opening that nature had allowed, but suddenly his patience ended and with a low animal grunt, he plunged into her with one forceful lunge, tearing the thin, tight membrane of her virginity into a thousand threads.

"Aaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhh, stop… God, please stop, you're going to kill me!" she cried out suddenly, but it was too late to go back now. She lacked her legs wildly into the air, trying to release some of the pressure that was building up inside the warm splitting channel between her legs, but it did no good. He was imbedded deep down inside her screaming belly and there was no way on earth to dislodge him now.

He lay still for a second, allowing her to regain her composure and then whispered softly, "Now, you are going to enjoy it, just try to relax and move with me!" He was trying to be tender with her, but his passion was at such a peak he doubted that he would be able to wait much longer before he would explode like a wild, bursting rocket inside the tight confines of her virginal, hot throbbing pussy.

She tried to move under him, but she was still afraid that it would hurt, so her movements were guarded. But after the first few moments of his impalement she realized that the pain she had experienced a few minutes ago was gone and she began to slowly and deliberately grind up into his hips with a renewed fervor. Her body was demanding satisfaction as much as his and she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him inside her until she thought she could feel his hardened rod digging into the very bottom of her belly. Every thrust he made went deeper and deeper into her wet, aching cunt and her rotations became more and more rapid as choking sounds of passion and lust rolled desperately from her mouth.

"Ooooooooohhhhhh… aaaaaggggghhhh…" she moaned as she twisted violently beneath him, forcing her hips up to meet his every thrust inside her. He reached down and cupped his hands beneath her buttocks in order to give himself more leverage and force himself deeper into the tight well of her hot, clinging pussy. His penis was throbbing, expanding and jerking and he knew that he would not be able to keep up this pace much longer so he ground into her as hard as he could, burying himself to the hilt.

She could feel his body pounding against hers, answering her need for passion and fulfillment and she could feel the walls of her vagina slowly begin to contract against his massive penis and begin the throes of her orgasm. Never in her life had she experienced anything like this!

"Oh yes, darling, fuck me, fuck me now… I'm cumming… I'm cumming!" she gasped, using words she had never spoken before in her entire life. Knowing that she had reached her peak he thrust into her with increased vigor until he could feel his penis suddenly expand and the hot, liquid sperm spurting from his lust-hardened cock deep down into the convulsing walls of her womb.

"Aaagggggghhhhh," she gasped as she felt the hot, sticky fluid fill her satiated belly.

“That was marvelous, darling… that was wonderful… I” she whispered after a moment, her breasts still quivering and heaving up into his chest.

They lay there together on the bed, satiated and panting, gasping, but not speaking for a long time. Finally Jim broke the silence saying, "I hope I didn't hurt you too much, my darling. I want to make you happy!"

"Oohhhh no," she whispered, "you did make me happy, the happiest girl alive! But I don’t think that I'll be able to walk for weeks!"

He smiled down at her and rolled down to her side. She had fallen asleep that way cradled in the strength of his arms and slept as she had never had before in her life. Happiness was a man called Jim.

Remembering the details of their first night together or any of the other nights they had spent together only heightened the realization that she had lost him and that they would never spend another night of love.

Maybe there had been little things that he had done that would have given her some hint of what was to come, but it didn't do her any good to go back and try to think of them now. She had been, and still was, blindly in love with him and even if he had said or done things, she wouldn't have noticed, because she wouldn't have wanted to notice.

All she knew was that she could not go into the office on Monday morning, see him and pretend that nothing was wrong and she was sure that he couldn't play that cruel a game with her either. She didn't know what she would do, but within the last twenty-four hours she realized that she would have to find another job and get a change of atmosphere or go completely crazy.

She had saved some money from work since she literally had no expenses other than her apartment. Jim had always taken care of everything for her, her lunches, dinners, and had even bought her clothes, so she wouldn't have to go to work right away, at least not for the next two weeks. She tried to think what she could do, how she would let Jim know that she wasn't coming back.

The heat and humidity was becoming unbearable, so she went back into her apartment and sat down to write him a note. If I mail it today, she thought, it will be on his desk by Monday morning and then I won't even have to go in to explain it to him. I couldn't face him now, I'd burst into tears and then everyone in the office would know and I'd feel like such a fool. No, it's better that I do it this way she rationalized. She sat down at her desk and slowly began to write out the note, trying to make it as brief and as unemotional as possible, but every time she started a new sentence, a tear would fall on the paper and blur the ink so she would have to tear it up and start all over again. Finally she was able to regain her composure and finished the note, merely telling him that under the circumstances she did not feel that she could work for him any longer and that she was thinking of leaving Miami for awhile until she could forget. She realized that it sounded stilted, but she was sure that he would read between the lines. When she reread it she wondered why she had told him that she would leave Miami, was it to make him feel sorry for her and beg her forgiveness, was it her one last chance that maybe he did still care. However, she knew that he would not fall for such a weak ruse and he would probably just laugh and say, "I know she won't leave, she’ll be here when I want her."