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and emotional safety and security snap free, sending her spinning into the unknown. She was no longer a virgin. She had surrendered one of the most precious things she had to a near-total stranger, a rugged, bad boy biker who was exactly the sort of person she’d been taught to avoid all her life. Perhaps this was too much of a plunge to take, but it was too late to go back now.
     
    “You’ve never done this before, have you?” Cole whispered, grunting with satisfaction and the pain of having his cock being squeezed like in a vice by Karen’s sex.
     
    “No,” Karen murmured breathlessly, her voice wavering from the magnitude of the transition she’d just made, “you’re my first.”
     
    “Then you’re in for a treat,” Cole answered, pulling out a little and ramming back in with more force than before.
     
    Cole’s thrusts were powerful and determined, sliding against the constricted walls of Karen’s hitherto inviolate womanhood. Karen yelped weakly in response to each inward stroke, wincing with the pain of accommodating his huge manhood. Or maybe she was just too tight for him, it was impossible to tell in the dark. Cole was grunting with the effort of penetrating Karen, but he forced his way back in each time with greater power and effort than before, determined to claim her body for himself. Eventually, Karen’s body began to accept Cole’s physical intrusion, and the pain of the extremely tight sexual fit began to soften.
     
    But there was another feeling present, slowly growing inside Karen’s body, melding with and ultimately supplanting the pain of being penetrated for the first time in her life. It was pleasure. The solid rod of flesh thrusting with such vigor inside her tickled and teased the nerve endings in the walls of her vagina. Each successive stroke stimulated a network of nerves she’d never used before, and fed the burgeoning feeling of ecstasy growing in the base of her belly. The powerful feeling was strongest in her pussy, the source of this glorious bodily invasion, but the sensation slowly filtered up through her belly until it threatened to set her spinal cord on fire. Before long, it did exactly that.
     
    Karen cried out as a full-body orgasm overwhelmed her senses and shorted out her critical faculties, making her squeal like the virgin she no longer was. She gripped Cole’s shoulders and dug her nails into the flesh of his back as his thrusting accelerated. In that moment of pure ecstasy, her mind was no longer her own, it had been hijacked and overridden by primal instincts long buried, pure female urges she had long denied. Now they had broken free at last and exacted their revenge on Karen by reducing her to her most basic animal urges. She wanted Cole to fuck her. She wanted him to conquer her and claim her for his own use. She wanted him to make a woman out of her.
     
    Without any words exchanged, Cole sensed Karen’s feelings and was happy to oblige. He bore down on the helpless Karen with all his masculine strength, grinding his lower body against hers without mercy. He shifted to a new position, making his crotch rub directly against Karen’s clitoris, creating a new assault against her vulnerable pleasure spots. She had barely started to recover from her first orgasm when a second began to build, fuelled and fired by the relentless stimulation of her clitoris. Cole was fucking her like a rutting beast, driving at full speed toward his own climax, but determined to enslave Karen to a second orgasm of her own before he did so.
     
    Karen did her best to resist the second orgasm threatening to overwhelm her body. There was still a tiny fragment of her usual prudish self that squirmed at the idea of being turned into a sexual plaything by this wild savage of a man, and she summoned up what little willpower she had left to contain and suppress the growing pleasure being forced upon her. But it was a futile battle against nature. Cole was on the verge of his own