Taken by a co-worker

Showing a Co-worker some home made furniture for sale. He was interested in something quite different. We were adults over 25.

Leaving out any story build up, I met my coworker at the house to look at some furniture he said he was interested in buying. We walked and talked about the furniture. After looking at some of the pieces, he was following me very close, I turned to look at him while we spoke. We were so close he was face to face with me. I was slightly taken aback by him and I paused and didn’t say anything. Our eyes locked, and he placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me in and kissed me. I was stunned for a moment and just let it happen. He looked at me then wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeper. I was overcome in the moment and just melted and returned the kiss.
We stopped and my mind returned and I said “well I wasn’t expecting that, we better get back to the furniture”. He knew I was married. However he was finished with the furniture. He had released me from the embrace but still had his hands on my shoulders. He began to push me down to the floor. I was beginning to resist and told him to stop. He kept going. Bigger and much stronger than me, I found myself on my butt, propped up with my hands behind me. He was unbuttoning my pants as I tried to scoot backwards away. Grabbing my legs, forcefully pulling me forward with my legs apart and he between. I was pushing and slapping at him telling him to stop, but he already had my pants and panties below my hips. Semi standing up over me he pulled them off leaving me naked from the waist down. In a flash he was back down on me with his knees on my thighs, pinning me down. The pain in my thighs was great from his weight. I couldn’t move much except to twist my chest side to side and move my head. My arms were pinned with his hands. I was not afraid at this point, more in disbelief and angry. Next he used his left hand to hold my hands on the floor over my head and used his right hand to get his pants off, at least I think that’s what he did. He now had his knees pushing my legs open, at least the severe pain from his weight was gone. Now his weight was holding my legs spread as wide as they could go. I felt the head of his cock pressing and sliding around my opening. I had yet to even see his cock to this point because of struggling. He was working to get inside me. My efforts to keeping moving as much as I could was preventing it. He again reached down with his right hand and grabbed his cock and finding my pussy with a finger guided his cock in. I felt the head penetrating me and very much to my surprise it was going in fairly easy. I did not realize I was soaking wet already. Once he had himself inside slightly I became very still. It was not a conscious reaction I don’t think. I believe I had just accepted that it was happening and was waiting to just be fucked. He now was pushing in and out slowly, sensing I was relaxing, he let go of my hands. He was free now to push my shirt and bra up, freeing my breasts to be squeezed and massaged. He seemed to enjoy pinching my nipples as he watched my face. I was looking mostly to the side but glancing up at him as he fucked me. I was taking it and just kind of waiting for it to be over. I did not know at this point he was not fully inside me. My husband is an average size at about 6 inches. So far he had not felt much different. Maybe a little more girth I could tell but not too much. As he pumped in and out I started to notice he was getting deeper and deeper. I was starting to let out an unconscious grunt with his thrusts. “Unhhh, unhhh, unhh”. I heard myself. He was still going deeper. He sped up a little. “Uhhh, uhhhh, oohhhh! Oohhhh! I now had my hands on his shoulders pushing up on him, trying to limit his thrusts. I was moaning loudly which seemed to make him fuck harder. Each push now I was taking all of his cock that would go. It was a combination of pain and a bit of pleasure too. I was trying to fight any actual enjoyment in my mind. Moaning and groaning and pushing him, he was nearing climax. He was making some low grunts now and when he cum, he pushed deep as he could causing me to almost scream. “Oohhhhhhh!” I could feel his cum squirting and spurting inside me with rhythmic pulses. He pulled out of me and stood up. This was the first time I saw what had just been inside me. He was huge. I didn’t have a ruler but he must have been 9 or 10 inches, I’m just guessing, but bigger than I’ve ever had. I couldn’t believe that had just been inside me. From my normal 6 inches to this. It was no wonder I felt pain and moaned out like that.
He stood there looking at me and was slowly pulling on his cock, milking the remaining cum out dripping on my leg and the floor. He put his underwear and pants on and just casually left without saying anything. I laid there stunned and reeling in my mind. I could feel my vagina muscles contracting every few seconds. Obviously trying to recover from the abuse it just took. I got to my feet. I could feel his cum running out of me. A large blop, hit the floor. I don’t think I have ever had that much in me. I thought to myself, it’s like I was screwed by 2 guys. I want to the bathroom to clean up. In the shower, washing myself, I could feel that I was still pretty wide open. Very unusual for me after sex. I thought to myself “god he had a big dick”. I had always wondered what a really big guy might feel like. Now I know.
Just leaving emotions out as I think most people (guys) want to hear this. It was a sexual experience I have not had before. Did I enjoy a big cock? Well honestly, yes and no. Yes, I could take it. I was just not used to it. It did feel good at times. No, I can’t really imagine getting that every time. When I have sex with my husband. I get great pleasure with no pain.
If he had not pounded me so hard and took his time, I might have had an orgasm. (I did not). I guess in this situation he was just intent on fucking me.