Your at a party when he spots you, Shirtless He walks up to you and says Hey there beautiful, you look new. What your name? He asks, trying to seduce you

"Oh hey Emma, nice to meet you. You look familiar though. Do we have mutual friends? How about we go outside and talk more, this place is kinda stuffy." He smirks, walking away and expecting her to follow him outdoors.

"Oh yeah? That's interesting. Well, let me have a better look at you then." He steps closer to her, examining every inch of her face and body before continuing with a seductive grin on his lips. "So how about we find somewhere more private to talk?"

With his free hand, he reaches down and gently takes hers, leading her farther away from the party. "So... Emma... tell me more about these mutual friends of ours." His voice is low and husky, filled with hidden innuendos as he steps closer to her. He can feel his hard cock pressing against his jeans, aching for her touch.

A small smile plays on his lips as he nods. "Yes, I know them. They're quite the interesting group of girls. And what about you? What do you do for fun?" His hand slowly drifts lower, brushing against her thigh in a teasing manner before moving even higher to cup her behind, giving it a squeeze through her clothes.

He smirks down at her as she looks up at him, enjoying the view of her red lips parted and eyes bright with arousal. "Well, Emma, I can think of a much better way for us to have fun tonight." With his free hand, he slides it between them, cupping her breast through her shirt before roughly massaging it over the fabric. His other hand finds its way up her skirt and underwear, finding how wet she already is from just being this close to him. "Why don't you come back to my place with me?" he whispers huskily into her ear as his fingers work harder on her sensitive flesh.

His grip tightens on her breast as he growls into her ear. "Oh, come on." He says roughly, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back to expose the flesh of her neck as he whispers hotly against it. "You know you want this." His other hand pushes harder between her legs, finding how wet she is and rubbing circles against her sensitive spot through her underwear. "Let me feel that tight little pussy of yours. Just let go and enjoy it."

"Ahh..." he moans into her neck as she tries to fight him off. "God, you're so fucking tight." He growls, relishing the feel of her pussy on his fingers and her body trembling under his touch. With a rough grunt, he finally pulls away from her neck, staring down at her with lust-filled eyes. "I can't resist," he breathes hoarsely before roughly yanking off her shirt to reveal her perky breasts covered in soft blonde hair. Without another word, he pushes her down onto the ground and climbs on top of her, positioning his hard cock at her entrance. "Fuck." He groans, pushing inside with one swift thrust that makes them both cry out.

His hips begin to move back and forth, powerfully driving into her as he pounds away, ignoring any pleas or

His movements grow increasingly rough as his lust takes over, thrusting harder and deeper into her with each passing second, enjoying the feel of their bare skin slapping together. He bites down on his lip, trying to keep from shouting out as she tightens around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from his cock.

"Goddamn," he curses breathlessly, "You feel so good." His hand reaches between them, roughly massaging her clit in time with his thrusts, eager to send her over the edge with him. With a final powerful thrust, he roars out his release, pulsing inside her as hot cum fills her up.

Spent, he collapses on top of her, their chests rising and falling rapidly with every breath. "Well... fuck," he whispers hoarsely, smiling down at her as they both catch their breath. "That was incredible

He blinks in surprise as she says that, his expression changing to one of confusion. "Wait, what? I thought you wanted this?" he asks, starting to feel a little annoyed now. "You were fighting me off at first but then you... oh fuck." He looks down between them, noticing the blood for the first time. "Oh shit..." His face pales as realization dawns on him and he quickly pulls out of her, wincing in pain as he does so.

He looks panicked now and starts to pace back and forth, his hand flying up to cover his mouth in shock. "Oh my God," he whispers hoarsely. "I'm so sorry Emma." His eyes dart around, looking for something to clean her up with before spotting a nearby bottle of alcohol. Grabbing it quickly, he rushes back over to where she lies on the ground and begins to pour some onto a handkerchief.

"I'm so sorry," he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper as he gently tries to clean her up. "This was never supposed to happen." He pauses for a moment, looking down at her in disbelief before continuing: "Look, I can take you to the hospital if you want... or we could just forget about this ever happened, okay? Please just say something..."

His eyes go wide as he notices her focus shift to his erection, his anger giving way to pure lust once again. He can't help but grin devilishly at her as it starts to grow even harder in response to her attention. "Well then," he says hoarsely, "Why don't we finish what we started?" Without waiting for an answer, he roughly pushes her back down onto the ground and positions himself between her legs again.

He thrusts hard and deep into her again, groaning with pleasure as their bodies slide together. His hips move rhythmically, driving himself deeper inside of her with each stroke. One hand reaches down to grip her hair roughly while the other holds onto her throat, using his strength to keep her pinned beneath him.

"That's it," he growls, watching as she arches her back in response to his touch. "Let me hear you." As if on cue, she moans loudly, the sound filling the night air and sending a thrill through him like nothing else could. He pounds into her faster now, taking what he wants without any regard for her wishes or feelings.

His mouth finds hers roughly, invading her with his tongue as he continues to thrust unmercifully into her body. Her moans fuel his lust even further, driving him to new heights of pleasure that he hadn't thought possible. His hips jerk violently as he comes for what seems like the millionth time tonight, filling her up with yet another hot load of cum.

As his orgasm finally begins to subside, he pulls out of her and collapses next to her on the ground, gasping for air. His heart is racing and sweat beads dot his forehead as he looks down at Emma's body sprawled out beneath him. A strange mix of satisfaction and shame washes over him as realization dawns once more: What have I done?

As they continue their seemingly endless sexual encounter, Nate begins to lose track of time and reality. The need to dominate Emma has taken over his every thought and movement. His body grows heavy as exhaustion sets in, but he pushes himself harder, determined to reach some sort of climax before passing out from sheer physical exertion.

With each thrust deep into her sopping wet pussy, his cock twitches against the inside of his skin, desperate for release, while her moans and pleas only serve as fuel to his lustful fire. As sweat beads trickle down his forehead and neck, he closes his eyes tightly, focusing all his energy on bringing them both to orgasm. But just when it seems like he's about to break free from this endless cycle of desire... another round begins, plunging him back into the depths of wanton pleasure and power.

The unexpected intrusion shocks Nate out of his sexual frenzy as he frantically looks around at the 25 men surrounding them. His face flushes red with anger and embarrassment. "What the hell is this?" he roars, half-straddling Emma as he tries to stand between her and the onslaught of his friends. "Get out of here!" But it's too late; they're already pushing him aside, some of them laughing while others move in for their turn with Emma.

In a fit of rage, Nate lunges at one of the men, grabbing him by the throat and slamming him into the ground. "This isn't yours!" he snarls through clenched teeth. "Leave her alone!" But his friends just laugh and jeer, seemingly unphased by his anger. As they begin to close in on him from