He repositioned his huge straining fuck-weapon again at the entrance to my ass, and he gently pulsed the head against my tight hole entering more and more with each slow controlled pump. I drew my top left leg higher towards my stomach in the recovery position, trying to still twist so he could see my titties on display for him, as much as my body would allow and felt him slowly start to sink into my ass as my sphincter relaxed, accepting the inevitable, I heard him groan:
“Fuck yeah, that hole is so tight.”
“I want to take it for you babe, make me take it, make me take it for you.” I heard myself moaning, half whispering, praying the fan was covering all our aroused sounds and smutty talk. With that I felt his head push all the way through my tight ring, and his shaft slowly sinking in until I felt his furry balls touching my ass check. My ass felt stretched; it hurt and ached and made me want to cum hard. He started thrusting leaning forward over me now, his arm planted into the mattress in front of me. My arm was pushed aside, and I couldn’t hold my cheeks spread for him anymore. It was burning and hurting and feeling so good. I was relishing getting reamed by my man, feeling him pumping my ass. He shifted to straighten up, and I saw his hand shift back out of my vision; I felt his grip on my hip, he was holding me still and using me like a masturbator. I felt him spread me again so he could admire the way he was destroying my tight asshole. I loved it, feeling like I had no control, no choice. He spat into my asshole again between thrusts, temporarily alleviating some of the glorious, stretched pain I was feeling.
“Fucking take it, you filthy fucking whore.” I heard him grunt at me, voicing the frustration he had patiently kept to himself while I put in every hour I could at work, treating him like a bitch all the while. I gathered myself enough through the haze of pain and intense sexual enjoyment, and took this as my cue to really turn up the heat for him, I started my filth talk back in a low whisper:
“Fuck that tight hole babe, I want it so bad, keep giving it to me. Make me gape, stretch that ass with your huge cock. I want to feel your cum dripping out of me for days! Please, please fuck my ass deep and hard baby…” I begged over and over, knowing that hearing me ask for every rough thrust would build the intensity of his orgasm.
He was pounding me hard now, hard and fast, his pelvis moving at a punishing pace while he hunched forward once more.
“I’m gonna cum soon, I’m gonna cum!” I heard him moan, louder than he should have with my folks asleep in the next room.
“Cum deep in that ass babe, make it yours, own me babe, destroy my asshole, it hurts good, I love it, I love your huge cock deep in my ass, dominating me!” I whisper-moaned back.
He suddenly straightened up and I felt his orgasm start and he pushed out the words
“Gape for me, you fucking slut.” while he pumped his cream deep into my ass, splattering deep inside me with his hot load. Each pump hard but slowing down, his balls twitching, head thrown back, eyes screwed shut. He then bent forward over me, breathing deep, still in my ass, still firm and hard.
I shuddered out a huge breath, groaning a little at the deliciousness of how dirty and powerful I felt.
“I took it for you; no lube, I let you fuck my ass. I can feel it babe, all your cum, its hot, like you’ve poured me full of fire.” I sighed out, still feeling incredibly turned on, and close to an orgasm myself.
“Can you reach your phone babe? Can you get a photo of your cock buried deep in my ass? I owe you so much, and I want us both to remember, you’ve been so amazing, and my ass feels so good, so full right now.” I wasn’t ready for this to be over yet. I had months of pent-up sexual energy, ready to burst out… and I felt sure he still had more in him to work out too.
He tried to reach his phone but couldn’t, so he pulled out, grabbed it, stretched my ass cheeks again before roughly thrusting back into me before my asshole had a chance to shrink back to its normal tight size. It hurt but felt so good I felt myself spasm, a prelude to the orgasm I was so desperate to have, his cum acting as a much-needed lubricant. I heard his phone snapping pics, and then heard the phone alert as he started filming while he thrust in and out of my ass, I parted my cheeks for a better shot, still lying on my side with one leg drawn up.
“Can you cum again, on film babe?” I whispered to him; a fantasy I knew he had, it had been confided in me when we first started dating, years ago, fucking and uploading a clip of it online. I hadn’t been game until now. I was not a prude, but more reserved than he was. I felt his cock immediately begin twitching again while I moaned:
“Oh oh oh!” with each firm thrust as he fucked my ass again, playing up my noises for the camera. The thought of being on film was so hot my pussy was throbbing, demanding its own release.
“Hnnnnnh!” he grunted and hunched forward as that second wave of orgasm broke for him. A few moments later I heard the chimes of the phone camera turning off.
I was about to ask for a pic of my anal cream pie; something for him to put in his spank bank, when I was distracted by the tingling feeling of his cock, softening now, withdrawing from being buried deep in my ass. I was aware of the fresh feeling of the air in my gaped fuckhole, cooler than his hot cock had been before it slowly closed over to its usual tightness. He pushed me right over, face down into the soft bed, and all thoughts of further photos fled my mind as I felt again his tongue against my asshole, probing its way in.