Force (previously published under old pen name)

CHAPTER 1

Clark sat straight up in his bed, breathing heavy.

His dreams were only getting more intense and confusing to him. A random female from his life would come to him while he slept and tempt him til he... well, til he flipped out on them. Throwing them on the bed, grabbing them, ripping their clothes while brutally kissing their mouth.

All of them squirmed, fought, whimpered... and each eventually moaned.

Clark fell back to sleep thinking about how Lana looked at him just before he had woken. As his mind swirled around that thought, his sleep deepened. And it started all over again.

She was in his room, saying something about a chemistry paper, wearing a thin dress. Clark tried to focus on his book as she spoke, and kept his eyes down. Something in her voice told him she wasn't listening to what she was saying either. Then she drops her pen right next to Clark's chair.

"Oops!" she says as Clark leans to get it. Lana steps towards him. When his fingers are on the pen, his hand is now next to her bare foot. He stares at her painted toes for a second, frozen, wondering why she's so close.

"Clark?"

"Y- yes?"

"Can I have my pen?"

"Oh, uh, yeah, of course, sorry, here."

When he sits up to give it to her, he is eye level with her full breasts, and a flush of pink washes over his face. She smiles a slight smile, takes the pen from him, and moves to sit on the floor right next to Clark's chair. She settles, then starts about chemistry again. Her hand slides to Clark's thigh, and her head comes to a rest on his arm.

"This is boring Clark. I wanna do something fun."

"Fun? Like what?"

She adjusts so she's kneeling directly in front of him, both hands on his legs now. Her eyes glint and her slight smile is definitely wicked now as her fingers put pressure on his thighs.

"Y'know, FUN, Clark-"

"Lana, I, uh, this isn't... Lana, NO!" Clark exclaims as her hand moves to the belt his jeans, and the other feels his cock through the material. He jumps up, and she grabs his jeans by a belt loop. He just stands there, gap-mouthed as she speaks.

"Clark, just stay there, okay? This won't hurt a bit."

And proceeds to quickly unzip his jeans and reach through his boxers to his hard cock.

'Holy shit,' Clark thinks, 'this isn't right. I just... why is she doing this???'

Lana frees Clark's dick and it stands straight out from his body, hot and long. She smiles, then licks the underside of his shaft several times, leaving it wet and waiting. Her tongue plays with the head, licking at the bit of precum before she slowly sinks her mouth over his whole cock, keeping her mouth tightly around the shaft, sucking as she pulls back.

'FUCK! Oh, I can't... I can't take this.'

"Lana, you don't know what you're doing... I can't do this... CHRIST!"

Clark's head drops back as she cut him off by bobbing her head slowly, moving one hand to his balls and squeezing.

"Lana, Jesus Christ, I'm warning you... I don't... I don't want to hurt you!" He speaks through clenched teeth.

She starts to moan and the vibrations move through his shaft. Clark closes his eyes. One of his hands moves to the back of her head, and follows the movement of her head as it pulls back and forth.

"I warned you, Lana... now we do it my way."

He grabs her hair, and pulls her head away from his wet cock smoothly, causing her to look up confused. He takes her arm with his other hand, and lifts her to her feet, obviously surprising her with his strength.

"My way," he says again, then lifts her with one hand on her side and throws her across the room, where she lands on the bed, hitting the wall at the same time. She scrambles to sit up as Clark takes off shirt and walks to the bed.

"I tried to tell you," he says while sliding his jeans and boxers off, "but I guess I have to show you."

A perplexed look is on Lana's face and she moves as far away from Clark as she can, cornered against the wall. Clark grabs one of her ankles and pulls her back towards him, reaching for the shoulder of her dress. She tries to pull away again, but his hand is like a vice grip on her ankle and she can't move an inch. He grabs the dress and rips it cleans off. She has on nothing but bikini underwear, and Clark smiles at her evilly.

"Why, Lana, you shouldn't have!" He slides one finger down the side of the panties and tears the material like tissue. He tosses the cotton piece to the side. Lana is breathing hard now, absolutely frozen on the bed, her arms above her head. Clark grabs one wrist, and pulls her up so they're both standing again. They move away from the bed and Clark pushes Lana against the wall, where he starts kissing her neck hard then whispers in her ear,

"I can fuck you all night long if I want to, Lana. Do you want that? Hmm? Do you?"

Her reply is a shaking breath.

"Well.... Lana-" Clark bites her ear softly "- you will."

Clark grabs both her hands and raises them straight above her head, locking her wrists and holding them with one of his hands. With a slight pull, he lifts her off the ground by her wrists. Lana's eyes get big as she looks to the floor at her dangling feet. Clark's other hand slides down her stomach, down to her exposed pussy. He plays with her clit, feeling it get hot as he raises Lana so that once again he is eye level with her breasts. His tongue swirls around her left nipple before he sucks it into his mouth and plays with her flesh there. He opens his mouth wider, taking in more of her tit, and softly biting as he does. He starts to slip his finger closer and closer to Lana's tight, wet hole, and she starts to breath very heavily. No longer with wide eyes, Lana now closes her eyes and leans her head back, hanging from her wrists still. Her chest heaves while Clark gets closer to sliding his fingers into her, rubbing back and forth over her clit lightly while teasing her tits. Clark switches to her other nipple, lapping the soft skin with a flattened tongue, then dragging it slowly over the skin repeatedly until Lana attempt to stick her chest out towards him. Clark smiles.

"Do you want me to suck you, Lana?"

Silence.

The only sound is Lana breathing. Clark swiftly pulls her by her wrists then slams her against the wall.

“Answer!”

“Yes,” she whispers.

“What’s that?” Clark taunts, putting his ear next to her mouth.

“Yes,” she says louder.

“Good girl. Now you know what to do when I address you- answer.”

As Clark leans his mouth closer to the hot skin, he slips 2 fingers all the way into Lana. She gasps and squeaks, kicking at the air a bit as she does. Clark raises her up a little by her wrists, then lets her drop back onto his hand. He starts slowly, and Lana’s head is rolling around as her teeth grind. Clark starts moving Lana faster and faster, her clit repeatedly hitting his palm when she drops.

"Unnnngh," Lana moans as her entire body heats up, eyes closed, head leaning against her raised arm. Her pussy steadily getting wetter, making a nice sloppy 'slap' as it meets Clark's hand over and over and over.... and over... and over...

"Oh, Clark, please!" Lana begs loudly, fear gone.

Clark narrows his eyes as he smiles broadly.

"That's a good girl. You said 'please'. Now what do you want? Should I stop?"

"No!" Lana shouts. Clark's hand is moving faster and Lana's moaning is turning into shouts. Clark leans an oblivious Lana's shoulders against the wall, releasing her wrists. Lana's hands stay raised at first, palms against the wall. Then instinct kicks in and her hands come down to her own tits, fingers deftly starting to rub and flick her swollen nipples. Her eyes open halfway, looking directly at Clark's face. Clark knows the look on Lana's face; it's primal. All sense of reality or shock from the situation she is in is gone. She needs a hard cock inside of her, and she needs it now. Both of them are animals now, the thin layer of sweat glistening on their skin, the slickness of Lana's pussy on Clark's hand, her swollen tits and clit along with Clark's throbbing cock- all of these things need to be answered. They will not be ignored.

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(I wrote this YEARS ago, so forgive the halting phases and pace. I'll add to it at my leisure)