“Wait, please, not there,” I begged. He did not comply, and slid the head of his cock into my tight virgin ass.
“Please, take it out. It hurts!” I cried, but his cock continued pushing into my hot anal passage.
After what seemed like an eternity, his entire shaft was in me, his balls resting on my dripping pussy.
Without a moment’s rest, he proceeded slid out and thrust back in, repeating the slow motion.
My fucker grabbed onto my bouncing tits and used them as support while he brutally stretched my anal passage.
I moaned in pure ecstasy as my virgin ass was mercilessly pounded by this stranger.
With every thrust, his balls slapped my pussy with a wet sound, causing me to shudder in pleasure.
Every few seconds he would smack my rear, leaving a red mark on the smooth, innocent flesh.
His thrusts sped up and his cock began to expand. Hot cum exploded into my abused asshole, the sensation unreal.
“Yeess!” I shouted. “Fill me with your cum. Blow your hot load into me. I want it all!”
My dirty talking had an effect on him, and before long, my asshole was filled with seed.
There was not enough room in my expanded ass, and some began to leak out.
My lover’s thrusts stopped, and we lay there for an eternity, his huge cock remaining in my ass as we breathed heavily.
Eventually, he slipped out of me, leaving a wide, gaping asshole as a reminder of our encounter.
The man released me and said, “You can leave now, but remember that if you tell anyone, I have this all on video.”
I smirked sexily, wrapping my arms around him and looking up into his eyes.
“Don’t you trust me?” I questioned in a sultry voice.
My pleasurer pondered for a moment, then replied, “Perhaps you’ll have to prove to me that I can.”
“Don’t worry, I plan to sometime in the near future,” I said, smiling in a suggestive manner.
I dressed myself and gathered my belongings, then exited the house, hearing the door shut behind me.
I advanced into the unwelcoming embrace of the darkness of night.
Shivering in coldness, I stuck my hands in my coat pockets and felt a sheet of paper pressing against my hand.
I pulled it out, and despite the blackness, I was able to make out an adress and phone number.
At the bottem of the card, it read, “Until next time.”
The sun gradually ascended, flooding the streets with light.
A slow warmth spreads throughout my body, bringing me to the present, where I stand now.
This man, my kidnapper, my rapist, my lover, had changed me forever by showing me the guilty pleasures of life.
No longer am I a pretty, innocent girl. I am a different woman now.
The lustful beast inside of me has awoken.