“Come on bitch, I don’t have all day. Work that ass like the slut you are. Come on, eat that dick up. Once you get it in, it’s gonna feel better.” he instructed me.
With my ass cheeks on fire from the swats he had administered, I gradually took him in deeper. Inch by inch, my ass slowly gobbled his cock up. When I felt his pelvis pressed up against my cheeks, I knew he was home. My ass was so sore and full. The spankings, the painful entry and the fullness gave me a mixed feeling of pain and pleasure. Strangely he became a little compassionate as I felt him drag his fingernails softly over my blistered sore ass cheeks. It felt so soothing to have my cheeks touched so tenderly. I relaxed on his cock pretty much now as he decided I was ready to get fucked.
This guy slowly started short stroking me, in and out, just a few inches back and forth, which now didn’t hurt so much. After just a few minutes, the pain had almost disappeared and was replaced by a fullness that took over. The stuffed feeling of my anal cavity, now coupled with the friction of his cock gliding back and forth had turned into a semi painful versus pleasure sensation. As I felt his thick cock rubbing over and over on my prostate I began to groan in the throes of passion.
My erection came back full strength now as he slowly and gently ground deep into my ass. He methodically screwed his thick cock in and out of my bowels. Taking much longer and deeper strokes, he ground his pelvis firmly into my butt cheeks. I was getting that itchy feeling deep in my ass that I used to love with Daniel. I found I was actually accepting his penetration passionately now as I even pushed back into him, my ass begging for more.
“That’s my girl. You got it now. You’re getting that sweet ass fucked good huh bitch? You’re loving that dick now huh? Take my dick like the good little cock starved slut you are.” he said as I grunted and groaned from the pleasure he was giving me.
All his questions were rhetorical, but this time I felt so dirty and nasty that I was compelled to answer and finally spoke. Almost wanting to humiliate myself even more, I cried out an almost unrepeatable utterance. Like a shameless tramp I screamed, “Yes, your giant cock feels so fucking amazing, please don’t stop. Give me that big hard dick. Own this ass. Destroy it. Use me for your pleasure. Fuck me like a slut. Fuck me like you wanna give me your baby. I’m gonna cum soon.”
“Yea, you’re loving this big dick huh bitch? You been needing that ass fucked proper by a real man haven’t you? Your ass is so fucking tight and silky smooth, I’m not gonna be able to last much longer. Tell me when you’re ready and we can cum together. I want to feel your ass spasm on my cock when I make you squirt.” he commanded.
The inside of my ass was complete mush now as I surrendered and let him abuse it. I offered and pushed back as hard as I could, trying to get every centimeter of his thick cock. I was in a total state of cock lust. The itch was becoming overwhelming as he ground his cock deep into my bowels. I couldn’t hold back much longer and almost screamed, “I’m gonna cum now, please go faster. I’m gonna cum. Please fill my ass with your baby batter.” I cried.
“I’m ready too slut. I’m gonna breed this ass good for you. You butt hole is gonna drool out my cum all week long. Take this load my little sissy bitch. Here it comes. Take my cum like a good little slut.” he hollered as he pounded into my ass frantically.
I don’t know what pushed me over the edge. Either what he said or just the pleasure of being fucked, but I started to spasm and shake. I lost control of everything except my ability not to fall over as my cock spurted against the cabinets that my knees had been banging into for the last 20 minutes. Squirt after squirt shot out of my cock as I screamed. Tears rolled out of my eyes. My body shook uncontrollably. At the same time I felt his cock spasm deep inside my bowel as I’m sure he fired volley after volley of sperm up my ass.
“Your tight little ass is having spasms that are milking my cock. I’m cumming too bitch. Take my baby seed up your ass. Fuuuuuck, I’m cumming so damn good in your butt. Ooooooh yea!” he groaned as his thrusts finally got slower and slower, til he finally stopped moving and laid his chest on my back. He must have laid on top of me for a full minute, trying to compose himself and catch his breathe.
Before withdrawing, as I still laid my chest on the kitchen island, he chewed and sucked on the side of my neck harshly for at least another minute. Me hoping he wasn’t giving me a hickey, which would be hard to hide or explain to my wife, along with the hand prints on my butt cheeks, which I’m sure was glowing red.
He finally disengaged his cock from my ass. He wasn’t out of me for five seconds when I realized how much my poor abused asshole missed his cock. He swatted my ass one more time. Probably the hardest swat yet, which made me howl one more time like a little sissy. That swat made me fart obscenely and expel what felt like a ladle full of his semen out my gaping asshole. As I felt it dribbling down my leg, he brought me out of my trance by saying, “I gotta get out of here, I’m running way behind schedule.”
I ran to the bathroom to wipe off the cum drooling down my leg and then I saw it in the mirror. I was horrified to see the large red hickey on the side of my neck. Then turning in the mirror to check out my butt cheeks, I saw my ass looked like I sat on a hot stove. There were several perfect impressions of hand prints all over both cheeks. Oh my God, I knew this was gonna be trouble. I momentarily came to my senses as he was ready to walk out the door and asked if he had even finished fixing the dishwasher.
“Sorry buddy, just tell your wife, I had to order a part and will come back next week to finish the job. You pick a day when you’re going to be home alone and we can have some more uninterrupted fun. Here’s my personal number, call me and we will sort out our next meeting. I gotta run.” he laughed as he scribbled something on the back of the card.
Sounded like a good plan to me as he got dressed quickly and exited my house a few seconds later. This stranger had fucked my throat and ass senseless and I didn’t even know his name. I really was a slut. I looked at his business card. Thomas was written on the back with a phone number. At least knowing his name made me feel a little less cheap.
My ass was so sore, my throat was also sore and scratchy. My body ached literally from head to toe. My ass was stinging like it was on fire, plus it had large hand prints all over it. My knees were killing me. I had a large hickey on my neck and I was exhausted, but definitely in a good way. Would I ever do this again? Hell yes I would. But right now, I just wanted to take a warm bath and relax. I’m gonna recoup and call him in a few days or so. I want more, but for now, I can’t let my wife see me naked for a few nights.