Kleio Valentien

K had been an interesting character and I also couldn’t determine why he didn’t want me after a few sessions to be his submissive. No level of seduction appeared to work and I also had been starting to give up. My intimate adventures took me to all sorts of locations, and all the whilst we wondered exactly what K's darkest fantasies were and if we would ever play a component. My large sex drive got me personally into all sorts of trouble, and I eventually provided up on him. He would ask me personally just how we was doing now and then, but nothing more. At the time, I was fucking a woman regularly who liked to take a huge strap on from an older, much more dominant girl. She yearned for it.

I was 24 and she was 20. She would explain by herself as bi-curious and I also felt honoured to be her very first girl-on-girl knowledge. We met online and I also had shown an interest in her straight away. She wasn’t like most girls whom use those kinds of sites… She was funny and interesting and elegant rather than the kind you would expect to be from another location kinky or filthy. She had lengthy dark hair and a great hourglass figure that stood at a 5ft4 framework. She had perfect little tits and an incredible ass and olive epidermis. She almost looked hispanic.

We enjoyed hearing her stories, about how she worked in a chocolate store, and just how her brain constantly wandered to sex when she heard the labels the chocolates were given; like "dominant black" or "the odor of leather". we liked how available she was about sex; we laughed at her stories and it cued me to enquire about her own dark dreams. we believed an instant connection with F and knew we just had to have the lady. She liked how much attention I offered, and we arranged to satisfy in a resort and to have an evening of BDSM sex. I made her cum all over my fingers, multiple times, and introduced her to my huge black strap on. Soon after, she was gagging for it on a regular basis, wanting me to collar her, tie her up, bang her and possess her with a strap on. Of program, I obliged all her requests and made her my little animal. She learnt to love having it in every gap. She had been a great slut for me personally: well trained and completely obedient.

Meanwhile, K requested me personally how I had been and I also was amazed by how a lot he loved hearing about my dominant side whenever I told him of my antics. He sounded so interested in my story… in what we had done, how she had enjoyed it, and most importantly, the strap on itself. It was strange, I had constantly been the submissive until I had satisfied this woman, and after that one thing inside me changed. we got off on telling him all of the, but I believed annoyed at K, for all the times he had screwed me over, messed me around, provided me false hope. He fucked my ass bareback as soon as. we can’t think I let him do me raw from behind without a condom. We remember how dirty I thought when the cum trickled out of my tight opening, and just how it stung therefore badly for times after. I was a filthy slut to even allow that.
"Would you ever allow a girl do you up the ass?", I boldly asked. The new, much more confident me felt no hesitations. "No…" he stated, recoiling. we could tell he had been embarrassed. "Well you did it to me! It’s only fair!" I replied, laughing. Pretty soon, the discussion escalated into a complete scale argument. we enjoyed it, seeking to persuade him that he owed me this, that he owed me just one time, to screw him and own him and to "get even". In some way, we knew there was a small component of his dirty brain which was interested to experience female domination, and I worked difficult to dig that out of him.

We was able to persuade him that being rimmed doesn’t make a man a sub, that dominant guys can enjoy that too. That having a love of anal doesn’t make someone gay or weak or dirty. He consented it would be good, to have a woman suck his cock, and then get further south, flicking her tongue around his asshole while his cock was tough and throbbing. it will be kinky. I then went further and said "well what about a finger?". He wasn’t therefore certain about this. I told him that as soon as he had been fucked by a women’ tongue, that there wasn’t much distinction. A finger isn’t that big, and men can get extra enjoyment from having their prostate massaged. That would feel great… being sucked down with a finger with a finger in the ass… Again, he had been reluctant, but ultimately accepted that it might be hot on the odd occasion.

The debate continued until I had finally tried to convince him receiving a strap on wasn’t a great deal different to two hands. Well lubed, and stretched out, it would be workable. He seemed a little frightened of this concept so I carried in. "I’d cry like an infant" he stated. "I’d feel like a girl". we told him that he should be ashamed of himself for the items he has done to women, and that I wanted to fuck him face down, and make him take it, just like he made me take it. He didn’t like this. After a lot of dirty talk he eventually agreed on one IOU to me personally. We would screw one last time and I also would be in fee. I might have my wicked method with him just as soon as. It was a promise, and one of the couple of he was to keep. There had been only one condition he wanted. That I give him an opportunity to redeem himself. If he sucks the strap on correctly, it won’t go into his ass, and I will settle with simply a finger. He has do to it properly though, or the deal doesn’t use.
So we arranged it one day. He would wait for me on his knees, in only his boxers, and I would show up at his home prepared to go. He did as he had been told. we joined the room to find him on his knees, mind down with his fingers behind his back, like a great submissive, like my perfect slut woman does so well. I knew I would have therefore much fun with this particular. "You did just what we told you" we said. I tied his fingers from behind, we knew he would struggle if I pushed him to take that huge cock of mine from behind. "Look at exactly how tough you are! Suck my cock", we instructed, looking down on him and that huge bulge in his boxers. I knew he hated hearing the word "cock" rather than "strap on". it made it feel like a genuine one. It made him feel gay.

We guided his head towards it and told him to "suck it properly". He wasn’t bad, but I could inform he had never ever done that before and needed to discover to deep throat it. we desired him to choke and gag on it, so I grabbed his mind and pushed him to take every inch to the back of his throat. His eyes watered as he obeyed my command. He struggled a little. "That’s not just how you draw dick", I said. I pulled down his boxers to expose his perfect tough cock bobbing between his legs. I got on my knees and sucked him off perfectly, searching him in the eyes and slowly directing myself onto his shaft. He moaned a little. "That’s how you draw cock!". we forced the huge black coloured cock right back into his lips when more and offered him another possibility. "Spit on it", I purchased, wanting to make certain it had been wonderful and wet. it will be going in his ass after all. Not that he knew that!

"Great boy", we said, gently slapping his face and releasing my cock from his lips. "Now go and lie on the bed, face down". He struggled to his legs and onto the bed. we could see he was afraid. He knew we was going to rim him and finger his ass, but from that place… I could do anything I wanted to him. He was my play thing. Tied up and vulnerable. There was no possibility he could escape. He had been now fully revealed. . " Look at just how tight your asshole is!" "Mmmm"… I started to lick him like it had been a women’ pussy, using my time for you to circle the region, to tease, to gently flick my tongue around. He twitched a bit. we could see he had been relaxing therefore I thrust my tongue into his opening and explored his insides, using my time and gripping his ass cheeks.
After a lot of teasing I inserted a finger. He had been beginning to panic at this point. we could feel his muscles tensing up around his finger. His face was down and he was starting to make some noise. we believe he was beginning to beg a bit. I didn’t care. we fucked him slowly at very first, hooking my finger around to touch his prostate, reaching around to wank him off. "You love it. You want mummy to fuck your ass". I knew it was ultimate humiliation for him – to be raped by a more youthful woman… to be fucked by a good friend of his.

we stretched his ass out fully and offered him one difficult spank. There had been nothing he could do now. "I’m going to have therefore much enjoyable raping your ass". we said, laughing. I pulled his mind off the pillow and he began to say "no.. please… please don’t." It had been pathetic. He had been so weak and helpless. Crying like an infant. Eventually we lubed up my huge cock and told him how ruined his tight opening would be. I could have been cruel but I made sure it was additional slippery so it thought great. I’d train him to love cock.

I whispered in his ear: "I bet it seems like a real one"… And I slowly entered him from at the rear of. He squealed like a small piggie whenever we did that. "Just what a bitch!". we began to bang him doggie style and pushed his mind right back onto the pillow. we could tell he was dying to break free from the ropes and I had to hold onto his hips to make him take every inch. He had been seeking to wriggle away. He required this. I laughed and nailed him quickly and difficult.

"Tell mummy how a lot you love it…" I said. "No mummy, please stop!", he cried. I fucked him also more difficult, beating him like a girl and calling him a little sub slut. He was therefore difficult too, and entirely head fucked, uncertain of whether he was gay or straight, sub or dom. Right today he had been a cock hungry bitch. Entirely pathetic. He loved every second, the dirty pervert fuck. I carried on fucking him deep and stretching off his hole. I knew he would end up cumming from this. I allowed him the tiny mercy of not having to face me at initially, because I knew he would be so ashamed as he was dominated.

"Would you like to cum for mummy?" I requested. "Yes.. please mummy… allow me to cum…" he said, as I pounded him more difficult and more difficult. we untied him and turned him around so he was dealing with me personally. I wanked down his cock and spread his feet simultaneously so we had been offering him a hand task and fucking him from the front side, watching his face as I pushed every inch in of him. His legs were shaking on my shoulders. He quickly emerged difficult, all over himself, with my huge black cock deep inside his ass. He had been crying and covered in a big load of hot gluey cum. What a mess!

We figured it would take him a long time to recover from the humiliation… That he wouldn’t be in a position to look me in the eye for a lengthy time. And this had been the start of the training. Eventually he will be begging for it, because e had been broken. He had been no longer the D but the S. And while he had been face down, that could have been anybody inside him. Possibly one day it’ll be a genuine one and he will reach brand new levels of humiliation, or possibly not. I decided he required room to give some thought to exactly what a dirty fucker he had been and just left him covered in his very own spunk.

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Angel Rivas

We couldn't miss this event that only happens every 4 years. These are our first Olympics games so let's celebrate and compete with our favorite foreign pornstar, Angel Rivas. First, a beach volleyball game and here Angel wins, distracting us with her lovely body shape. 1-0 to Russia. During the 15 meters run Angel plays her cards again: the bouncing of her breasts almost beat us again. Nick wins by a cock. 1-1, a tie. This will have to be resolved by playing a non-olympic game which gives way more pleasure than winning a gold medal. Let's Fuck!!!
 Double cream and blue tits

For the last few months before I left school, I had a part-time job with my uncle, Roger. Roger by nature I used to call him, not to his face obviously. He was my uncle on my father's side, and he was a right character. If ever you wanted anything, then uncle Roger would somehow manage to get hold of it. I wouldn’t consider him as a criminal, more of a loveable rogue. Come Christmas we never had to buy a tree because my uncle would always suddenly appear with one, along with the biggest turkey you have ever seen, saying, with a cheesy grin on his face, “they just fell off the back of a lorry.”

Uncle Roger used to have a milk round. Back when milk was delivered to your doorstep in glass bottles at stupid o'clock in the morning. And when the Blue tits would peck holes in the foil bottle caps to get their beaks into the layer of cream at the top of the bottles. Three mornings a week I would have to drag myself from my warm bed at four-thirty in the morning, my blurry eyes stinging. At five o’clock we would arrive at the diary to collect our milk order.
Aside from the money, there was another good reason for getting up so early. The lovely Tess worked in the diary. She was a bit older than me and had finished her education. If I hadn’t been working for my uncle then I probably would never have met her, as she had gone to an all girl’s school, in the neighbouring town. By her looks alone I felt she was well out of my league. Tess had long dark hair, tied in a ponytail and her brown eyes left me spellbound. To top it all, she had the most amazing arse that wiggled delightfully as she walked. I would always make sure I was behind her when she sometimes helped us load the crates onto the milk-float.

I spent many happy moments with Tess, in the shower. In my dreams of course, while I was gently washing my cock. I imagined feeling her camel toe through her tight trousers. Her naked tits as she took off her bra. Me, lathering her naked body with my soapy hands. I imagined slipping my fingers into her sweet pussy hole and sliding them in and out. Me standing behind her, my hard-on wedged between the cheeks of her arse with hot water cascading over us and while I wrapped my arms around her. Tess would ride my fingers, bucking her hips back and forth, until she jolted with orgasm. At this point, I had generally shot my load, all over the tiles and watched as my sticky cream slide down the wall. Next time, I will fuck her, before I cum.

Enough of that… Laden with crates of milk, we trundled off down the road in our three-wheeled electric milk-float with the sound of glass bottles clanking together.

Uncle Roger was a well-built chap. He also had an infectious laugh and the swagger that women loved. One of my duties was to enter each customer’s order into his pocketbook, to make it easier for him, come collection day. I soon noticed that one or two customers had different collection days to the rest. Nothing strange with that I hear you say. But these customers also received a free bottle of double cream after each visit and I was always told to wait in on the milk-float while he collected his dues. When I asked my uncle why these customers got free milk, he just laughed.
“I have to look after my regulars, Lad,” he winked.

The following morning was one of those special collection days. When Uncle Roger went to the door, I followed him. Like a deranged stalker, I lurked in the shadows. I heard the knock on the front door and shortly after a woman’s voice greeting my uncle by his first name. The door clanked shut and all fell silent. I peered through the hedge and there was no sign of him. He must have gone inside. A second or two later I saw an upstairs light turn on behind drawn curtains. A few seconds more and the light turned off. I waited and I waited. I went back to the milk-float. At length he returned, whistling as he walked.
“Double cream?” I quizzed.
“Double cream, Lad” he replied, grinning from ear to ear.

The following week was the half-term break. For the whole week, I would go to work with uncle Roger, I also got to see Tess every day, and her cute arse, even if it was only for a short while. And even if she barely even noticed me, I felt side-lined, as every other milkman collecting their order flirted with her, attracted to her like moths to a porch light.
There were three special collection days on the round that week. That meant I also had a busy week stalking my uncle watching him deliver his gold top to the ladies. Mrs Woolard was quite tall and had long fiery red hair. She had been widowed, about a year ago and lived by herself in a big house just outside of the village. When uncle Roger knocked at her door I was already peeping through a gap in the fence. “Mrs Woolard,” I uttered to myself, as she opened the front door and greeted my uncle wearing just her flimsy see-through nighty. She must have been in her forties, but she still had a lovely figure and boy did she have a pair of tits. Despite me being several feet away I could clearly see her saucer-shaped nipples grinning through that nightie. I was gutted when my uncle went inside and closed the door behind him, I hardly got to see her pussy properly, bulging through those skimpy knickers. I waited, jealously, for the upstairs light to come on. When it stayed dark, I thought, maybe her bedroom was at the back of the house, so I went to investigate.

I was pleasantly surprised to see, as I crept around the corner, that they were in the kitchen. The light was on and the curtains were partway open. Mrs Woolard had a round kitchen table, and there she was, bent over it, resting on her elbows. Her nighty had come adrift and her huge tits, splayed onto the table. It was a moment to savour as Uncle Roger lifted the hem of Mrs Woolard's nightdress while she leant over the edge of the table. With both hands he pulled down her lacey knickers, fully exposing her enormous, pale white, arse. He continued pulling those panties until they were at her feet and she had stepped out. The filthy bastard even pressed them to his face before he put them in his uniform, coat pocket. I could tell he was in a rush to sink his cock into Mrs Woolard's fanny as he frantically fumbled to unfasten his trousers with one hand, while with the other, he stroked her warm, soft flesh. I couldn't really miss his huge erect cock as it stuck out proudly, after dropping his trousers and pants.

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Lara Tinelli

This spectacular Colombian woman is going to give us the handjob of our lives. She'll rub our dick with her wet pussy and will begin to masturbate herself while masturbating us, wanting our hot milk.
Back in the states I find employment quick as a K9 officer.
I was asked to transfer to go undercover. Of course I accepted.
Once I was set up with my new identity and apartment.
I set out to follow my orders. One night I took Sadie for an evening run and I saw some movement down a darkened alley.
I looped around and peeked through a vine covered fence. I saw a lady getting fucked by 2 men. One was pounding her pussy and the other was face fucking her. I stayed still and quiet as I continued to watch this lady get fucked. My cock got hard and I needed to release this tense and I wasn't in the mood to run any more.
I quietly stepped back and adjusted my hard on. Got Sadie's leash and started walking back to the apartment. Sadie kept trying to sniff the precum stain on my shorts.
I assured Sadie "you'll get fucked girl as soon as Daddy gets you home".
Once inside the elevator I rubbed Sadie's ears as her snout was sniffing my crotch. I pulled my cock from my elastic waistband. Sadie began to lick the precum off the head of my cock.
"Mmmmmmm" I moaned as Sadie's rough, hot, wet tongue licked my cock then her tongue wrapped around the shaft.
The elevator ding caused me to open my eyes and shove my cock back in my shorts. The doors opened and a middle-aged lady got in. We smiled in recognizing each other.
Sadie whinned and moved her snout back to my groin.
I pushed her snout away as my face burned with embarrassment and frustration.
"They always seem to want what they can't have" the lady spoke as her gaze was on my still hard cock tenting my shorts.
I chuckled and replied "yeah, that she does".
The elevator dinged again and it was my floor. I nodded and wished her a good night.
Once in my apartment I locked the door as Sadie panted and backed her hindquarters against my leg.
I pushed my shorts off and Sadie began to sniff and lick my cock again. I grabbed my cock and pulled it up giving Sadie access to my sweaty balls.
Feeling her rough wet tongue lapping at my balls while I stroked my cock felt so good. I moaned as I landed against the now locked door.
I pushed Sadie away as I walked to the bedroom. I pulled my shirt off and stood next to the bed naked. Sadie jumped on the bed and began to pant and back her hindquarters against me.
I moved my fingers to her wet fur between her legs. Her pussy was swollen, wet and hot. I pushed to fingers into her. While I stroked my cock with my other hand.
Sadie panting got louder as I moved my fingers deeper and faster.
I bunched my fingers as I shoved them in her but I spread my fingers as I pulled them out. Over and over stretching her fat, wet, black swollen pussy.
I didn't want to wait any longer as I pulled Sadie closer and pulled my fingers out. I smeared her pussy juice on my cock making it shiny and hard.
I moved the tip of my cock against her pussy. As I pushed the head of my cock into her she whined.
I grabbed her back legs and pulled her backwards as my hips thrusted forward.
Feeling her hot wet pussy hugging my cock felt so good. She was panting as I was thrusting in and out. I moved her tail out of the way as I watched her asshole wink with every thrust.
This made my cock grow even thicker. I began to pound her. I grabbed her and pulled her back hard feeling my balls smash against her.
I grunted and arched my back feeling my cum shoot inside her. I groaned as I leaned forward onto the bed. My cock slipped out of Sadie's pussy.
Sadie turned and started licking my cock. My cock throbbed with each lick. I caught my breath as Sadie turned and began licking my creampie from her wet hair and fat pussy.
I went and showered while I washed my mind went back to the lady getting fucked rough by those 2 guys. I decided then that I needed to get me a male dog too. I want to fuck her while my dog fucks her DP style.
I wrapped a towel around me and headed to the computer and I typed "German Sheppard dogs for sale" I smiled when I saw several listings.
I confirmed a meeting to see the dogs the next day.
As Sadie curled around my feet I smiled and flipped the TV on.

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Jasmine Jae

People have the wrong idea about British women. They think that they never show their feelings, sympathy or joy. But we can't blame people, 'cause it may be all caused because of Victoria Beckham's reputation... Luckily we know a girl who breaks those stereotypes. Her name is Jasmine Jae and she's a great example of sympathy, joy, freshness and warmth. We experienced her by ourselves here in CumLouder and we can tell you for sure that we want her back very soon. If you want to find out how funny and naughty a British girl can be, do not miss the confessions of a British slut.

I'm Gene 43 divorced 3 children who are with their mother, I'm a know all type and that's the main reason for my divorce. I really arrogant and act badly to people a great deal, then Last February I had an accident and after my release from hospital was at home in my apartment. Able to move around slowly and as I already had a housekeeper who came 3 days a week to clean my apartment. I got her to get anything I needed while she working for me. As the injury was healing very well and just sitting around reading and doing some computer work. But unable to go and pickup woman, I was rather horny and never liked masturbating myself. Then one day while sitting and not doing anything much, I focused on Margret 56 single/divorced (I didn't care enough to ask) was working nearby and as I watched her I got a hard-on.
This was a great surprise to me at the time. But I started to focus on her more and realized she wasn't that bad looking for her age. But I didn't do anything about it then and only after she had left for the day. Did I think I should've asked her for sex and decided I would the next time she came. As it was Monday she wouldn't come again till Wednesday. She rang me Wednesday wanting to know if I wanted anything from the supermarket and I said no. Little while later she arrived as was normal for her and started her work, I watched her for a time and than I went into my bedroom. A little while later she came in to do whatever was needed and I asked her straight out for a fuck. That shocked her straight away and she said the usual stuff you don't want me, I'm too old and stuff like that. I just said I want a fuck and your here and a woman so let's fuck. She was quiet and I got up and walked over to her and started to play with her breasts and then open up her top to get to them. I led her back to the bed and sitting beside each other, I continued to feel her body. She wasn't resisting and hadn't said no and so I continued. Once I had her naked I laid her down on the bed and fucked her. After fucking I laid beside her for a while, then deciding to go again. But wanting to improve the sex a bit, I decided to shave her pussy and so I did. After shaving her I went down on her and had her moaning with delight. Then fucked her again, I fucked her again later just before had to go to her next job. I seen my doctor on the Thursday and was told I could return to work if I wasn't feeling too much pain the next week. I quickly decided to tell him I was still feeling a lot pain especially when I first started moving about and convinced him to tell to stay home another week. I wanted to have more sex with Margret and try everything I wanted to do with her. I'm not kinky and just want the basic OVA sex. Oral, Anal and straight pussy sex.
The Friday Margret arrived as usual and I told her I wanted her in my bedroom and I started by shaving her pussy again and then having a 69er and then I took her anal virginity and after showering together back to regular fucking. The same following week Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I returned to work and my previous lifestyle and was getting woman and bring them home for sex. But something was missing, I did everything with them I had done with Margret, but it didn't satisfy me like with Margret had. I still enjoyed the sex with the woman, just not as much as I did with Margret. After a couple of weeks, I came home on a Wednesday when Margret was at my place and took her to my bed and shaved her pussy and done everything I wanted to her. She was just as good as before and wanted her more now than ever. As she was going to leave she asked would I mind her changing her work hours with as another client wanted her earlier than she was doing their place now and my times were the times they wanted. I wasn't sure until she said that she would be still here cleaning when I would get home from work. I said okay straight away and the following Monday she started the new work times and now regularly stays overnight

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Apolonia

Aysha

Bianka Blue

<h2>I met him on Tinder. He "swiped right" on my pic, and pretty soon after that we were texting and flirting. I hadn't shared too much with him, except that I was naturally large-chested and very submissive sexually.</h2>
Of course, when I told him that, he asked me out for drinks that same night. I accepted.

*****

He's going to be here in ten minutes to pick me up for our first date. I look in the mirror and like what I see. Tiny black dress, visible corset, crotchless panties. My 34J tits look huger than usual, my ass looks plush but tight. I look like a dirty little slut. Good. I really want to get fucked tonight.

*****

Fifteen minutes later, I am pinned face-down on the cold, hard tile floor of my apartment. My dress is bunched up around my waist and my little panties are stuffed in my mouth. Because my date ripped them off and put them in there. So he could get to my ass. So he could rape it.

I realize I'm not dreaming. I'm actually getting raped up the ass on my own floor by a very strong man with a very large cock. My date. I'd let him in! I'd been expecting a gentleman, not a handsome, horse-cocked ass rapist!

I begin to scream and cry, but this just encourages my assailant. "Ha," he hisses into my ear from his position above and behind me. "I fucking love it when little sluts scream. Little sluts who scream like they don't want this huge cock buried up their asshole."

He slams my face into the floor and whispers terrifying threats into my ear. He's going to cut my throat. He's going to throw me in a dumpster. He's going to sell me to a sex slaver. He's going to rape me up the ass a thousand more times. He's going to beat me unconscious.

With each threat he buttfucks me even more cruelly and forcefully, sawing his huge cock in and out of my tight little bottom as I sob and beg him to stop. He slams his cock up my ass, balls-deep, pulls almost all the way out, then slams it back in. Over and over again. I'm completely out of breath from the relentless pounding he's giving me.

But still. He's a very skilled assfucker. Very well-hung, pumping his shaft in and out of my asshole rhythmically, holding my arms and face to the floor. I can tell he's pounded a lot of ass, and I've certainly had my fair share of dicks in mine. My body is betraying me as he grunts and fucks my bottom. I'm starting to feel like a very lucky girl
I can't believe it. I like it. My cunt is gushing as my rapist pounds my asshole. I can't help it. I love getting fucked up the ass. For fuck's sake, I was going to let him do it after our date tonight! I was going to let him get me drunk and then play it coy as he took my ass. Even if he didn't want to see me again!

But that point is moot, because he's assraping as we speak. And something dawns on me—all the times I've assfucked myself with my dildo as I imagined being raped—my wildest sex fantasies are coming true as we speak.

Now I'm moaning with pleasure, pushing my ass up against his cock, wanting more. I'm not blind to the irony of this situation—I'm getting brutally assraped and I'm about to cum. At this point, though, I don't care. There's a fat cock stuffed up my ass. Where else would I rather be?

"Yes, Mister," I whisper. "Use my bottom. Use my slutty little horny asshole. I deserve it. I'm such a filthy little butt slut. I deserve to get my ass raped. I've been asking for it. Yesss, Mister. Yes, fuck my ass!"

I tell my rapist I'm about to cum. He laughs. "You worthless fucking slut. Go ahead. Cum." And I do. My cunt explodes into orgasm. I scream loudly and squirt pussycream all over my rapist's balls. He just keeps raping my asshole. And I just keep cumming.

Then he's ready to blast. I can tell. I consider asking him to cum in my ass, but before I can speak, he's begun. He grunts and calls me a cunt and pumps load after load of his rapist sperm up my ass.
Then, unbelievably, he stands up, puts his big cock away, pulls me to my feet, and looks into my face.

He extends his hand. "Hi. I'm John," he says. "Ready to go get dinner? I've been looking forward to this. You're gorgeous, by the way. Wow."

I stare at him with confusion. Should I be screaming and calling 911? My dress is still bunched around my waist, ripped to pieces. There's red lipstick smeared all over my face and mascara dripping down my tear-streaked cheeks. My hair is a matted, disheveled mess. I just stare at him.

Didn't he just assrape me on the floor?

John slaps me across the face. Hard. "Here's what we're going to do," he growls. "You're going to go get cleaned up, and we're going to go have a wonderful dinner. After that, we'll find a dive bar and go in for a few drinks. I will slip some drugs into your fourth drink, and when I think you're about ready to pass out, I will take you into the men's room and rape you again.

"I will push your face down into a filthy toilet and fuck you up that tight ass. Then I'll throw you onto the floor and rape your throat. And those huge titties. I will cum wherever the fuck I want. Then I will leave. I'm going to leave you there, unconscious on the dirty floor with those melons out. I hope you get raped again. I hope you get gangraped all night long. In fact, I will make sure the bartender knows you're in there and to pass it around to all the guys. You deserve it. Maybe he'll charge them. What do you think? What's a good price to pay to fuck a pretty passed-out girl up her pretty ass?"

I consider his words. My pussy is creaming for him. My nipples are hard. I decide to go with my gut. "Let me go get cleaned up for you. I'm sorry I'm such a mess; it's very disrespectful of me."
"Good slut. Go. Wear something even sluttier than this dress. I want your massive titties on display." I nod and slink back toward my bedroom. As I fix my face and change my dress, he calls out from the living room.

"Just because I'm going to leave you in a men's room tonight doesn't mean this is our last date. We'll go out again for sure! Maybe tomorrow?

"But I'm definitely going to rape your ass again. Maybe next time with a knife on your throat. I'm going to attack you when you least expect it. I only like to fuck when the bitch is screaming."

I can do that. I can scream and cry for him. I already can't wait for him to buttfuck me again. Against my will or otherwise.

My cunt is drooling and creaming when I emerge to greet him again. All fixed. "I dollar," I croak. "That's what I'm worth. A dollar for the jukebox."

He smiles and pulls me into his arms and we share our first kiss...a deep, wet sloppy French kiss. We swap spit and slobber into each other's mouths. He feels up my giant jugs with his big, firm hands, and groans at their massive size and softness. He pinches my nipples. They've been rock hard since he first rammed his dick up my butt, but I don't tell him that.

"That's a good girl. You're worth a lot more than a dollar, but you don't need to know that. Goddamn. I'm going to make love to these enormous breasts," he murmurs, fondling them. "So many times. Soft, fat tits for my hard, fat rod. A perfect match. I'm also going to French-kiss that tiny little asshole. I can't wait to taste it. Not everything I do is anal rape. Although I do that a lot."

I like the sound of this. All of it. And I realize that what just happened on the floor was totally consensual, and that he'd known it would be consensual when he first pushed me to the floor. I smile to myself, realizing John and I are embarking on the roleplay relationship of a lifetime. Rape roleplay.
<h3>He kisses me again. I link my arm with his and we leave for our first date. I relish the feeling of his cum dripping from my asshole. I cross my fingers that he gives me another load before the night is over</h3>

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