He grins wickedly. “Alright bitch, turn around, and stick your ass in the air.”
Hesitantly, you turn around, resting on the couch, and you feel him pull your jeans down, followed by your panties. You yelp as he slaps your ass. “Nice ass. Nice and plump.” You shudder. You then hear what sounded like a bottle lid snapping shut. “Now, for the real fun part.”
You screw your eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable penetration, only for the to snap open wide as you feel him pressing against you ass. “Wait! Please not th-“ You’re cut off as he forces his lubed cock into your ass, a scream trapped in your throat as he forces his way into a place you’d never let anyone touch.
“Damn,” He grunts, pulling back a little, before ramming in again, repeating this again and again. “You’re so fucking tight!” He moans as he manages to bottom out inside you.
Tears roll down your eyes, agony shooting through you, whimpers escaping your mouth as he starts pounding your ass. His grunts and moans fill the small room, your ass burning despite the copious amounts of lube he’d used, your guts feeling like they were being rearranged.
And yet despite all the pain, the violation… you felt a small spark of pleasure flicker around your pussy. The faintest moan escapes your mouth, and he slows his rapid pounding of your ass, withdrawing until only the tip remained inside, before ramming it back in, forcing a moan from your lips.
“That’s it. Knew you’d like it eventually.” His voice reached your ears, and he started pounding again, his balls making a wet slapping sound every time they came into contact with your slowly moistening cunt. You hated it. You hated him.
And you hated the fact that your body was starting to like it.
You moaned as he started irregularly smacking your ass.
You wouldn’t cum. He wouldn’t last long enough, you could feel him getting close, and you hated that you wouldn’t cum, as much as you felt relief at that little fact.
True to your predictions, he gave a final, harsh thrust. “Yes, take it bitch!” He shouted, cum flooding your guts with each jerky thrust and pulsation of his cock.
An eternity later, he pulls his soft cock from your ass, allowing a sluggish dribble of cum following a minute later. He stumbled back, panting. You hoped he wouldn’t recover quickly. But you knew you wouldn’t be so lucky. Maybe.
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