Anal

Too far to back out now, Sam thought to herself, as she wiped her ass. The wad of toilet paper came away clean; the last enema had been more in the way of delay than safety. The woman drew herself up and flushed. She was as clean inside as she was ever going to be.

"Daddy" sat on the edge of the bed. He had spent the last forty-five minutes stroking himself into hardness, and rubbing olive oil into it from the kitchen...and Sam blushed as she saw that cock, and the hairy hen's eggs that hung underneath.

If a school ruler was held up against that dick, the glans would have cleared the edge. Thirteen inches when hard...something that Sam could scarcely believe, but seeing was believing. It was too big for her pussy...and far, far too dangerous. Their eyes met, and he smiled at her.

"You know, other little girls have screamed and run away when they saw Daddy's dick. It's why I had to use a service like this. I just hope your eyes aren't bigger than your bottom."

Anal had been the compromise for both of them. Daddy wanted penetration, she didn't want to get pregnant. If either of them had been less horny, they might have gone to the nearest pharmacy and gotten some condoms...spermicidal jelly...anything. Yet now that they were both here, the two horny Fuckrs sensed the need for immediacy. To fuck before one or both of them lost the nerve.

"So," Sam said as she stepped closer. "How do you...want to do this?"

"Daddy would very much like to see his little girl climb onto his cock," he said, as he scootched backward on the bed, until his knees were on the edge.

Sam **** a smile. If this was a date, she would not let him get away with that "little girl" shit. For a hard cock tonight, she was willing to put up with it. Even if it meant swallowing a lot of self-pride. If she had much pride left, she wouldn't have advertised for any and all cocks that wanted to fuck her, no questions asked.

So she let her hips sway as she approached him. Let her tits shake. Kept smiling. He held up his hairy, muscled arms and she grabbed his hands as she lifted a leg to step up onto the bed. Her own bed, where not long before she had laid and masturbated with such terrible indifference. Never imagining what was in store for her.

Sam had played with her ass before. Fingers, a few toys. She had gotten past the pain, and had managed not to hurt herself or end up in the emergency room, which was more than some people could claim. It had never done much for her, but it was...stimulation. So she knew she could get off, if she had something up her ass and played with her pussy. Climax was in sight.

Except she had never had anal sex with another person...and never with something this big.

Still holding onto his hands, Sam dropped into a squat. The tip of the unprotected dick bumped into her ass. She raised, shifted, lowered again...and froze, as she felt the tip of that dick against her labia. Beneath her, Daddy grinned. He flexed his abs, which made his dick twitch, the rubbery oiled head smacking her in the pussy.

"Reach down and guide it in, girl. We don't want any accidents, do we?"

Blood rushed to Sam's face...but he was right. she left go of his right hand and reached down. The cock was oily, the tower of flesh slick...but she could work blind. Guide it right up to her freshly-cleaned asshole. Right until it kissed her brown eye. Sam breathed out. **** herself to relax. Gently relaxed her weight...

Pressure. Resistance. The cock slipped once, twice, running up her ass cheeks, fast enough to burn. The sudden **** panic as the greased-up dick pressed against her ass...but Sam mastered herself. She tried again.

The stiff shaft seemed to compress...and then, slowly, achingly, with her fingers pressed on the sensitive underside of the glans, the fleshy helmet slipped inside of her.

They stayed like that just for a moment. As Sam got used to having that hot, living chunk of meat inside her anal ring. No matter what it was she'd stuck up her bum, it always felt bigger than it looked...and Daddy's cock looked really fucking big. Right now it felt like Sam had the tip of a tree-trunk in her ass.

"Come on girl...easy does it. Let's see how much you can take," the DILF said.

Cheeks burning, Sam still held onto Daddy's hand, and her free hand went to her pussy. Breathing out, she began to let more of her weight settle on that cock...and the oiled flesh slid upwards with terrible ease, stretching her ass open, until Sam paused again.

It was really a measure of Sam's courage. With her feet planted flat on the bed, she began to rise and fall on that cock. The familiar sensation of that mass in her ass, stretching her orifice, starting to burn a little as she sped up, but not in a bad way...it was so different, working her ass up and down on a real dick. As her free fingers flicked her clit, Sam began to grow bolder. Her movements grew faster, she took the dick deeper, her tits began to bounce, nipples going clockwise and counterclockwise.

"Yeah, baby...bounce on Daddy's cock...tell me how you love it..."

Inwardly, Sam groaned...but she didn't mind playing to the DILF's fantasies a little. This was getting pretty intense.

"Oh yeah, Daddy...God, it's so big. I've never had anything this big inside of me. I think I'm going to cum, Daddy...I think I'm going to cum on your dick...your dick is going to make me cum!"

The falsetto voice rose higher and higher...and not without reason. As Sam's thighs burned, her fingers flicked faster and faster. She could feel herself coming up on her climax. It was so close and all she needed was a little more...a little more...

...and then her fingernail caught her clit.

The sharp pain threw off Sam's rhythm. Instinctively she tried to rise, too fast, uncoordinated. Daddy let go and grabbed at her, her right foot slipped...

...and she fell onto his cock.

They both screamed. Sam, because a foot-and-change of greased dick had suddenly slammed all the way up her rectum, punching past the bend and into her sigmoid colon. Daddy, because 120 pounds of woman had slammed into his lap and suddenly tumbled over backward, putting a lot of weight and **** at an unnatural angle on his stiff lever of a dick.

For one terrible moment, Sam hung in space over the edge of the bed, only Daddy's dick in her ass keeping her suspended above the edge of the bed. Then, and she would swear this to her dying day, Sam felt as much as heard a terrible crack reverberate through her body...

...and tumbled, the weight of her body pulling the dick out of her ass too hard and too fast. Pain stabbed through Sam, but of a different sort...like being on the toilet seat again, shitting her guts out with the enema, except her guts were empty, but something was still coming out of her ass, and Daddy screamed in pain...

She lent Daddy her spare bathrobe for the trip to the hospital. The prolapse made it hard to drive, but when last she had seen Daddy's dick, it had been bent in the middle, half-twisted around, and a livid red and blue color. They made quite a sight—Sam in her robe, pushing the older man in his wheelchair. She had an idea of how much pain his was in by how the flow of sexism and jokes had suddenly dried up since she had broken his cock.

The emergency room people didn't even blink. They waited, in pain and discomfort. They took him first...and then one of the nurses came by with a clipboard and some paperwork. Sam eyed her tiredly.

"Could you fill in a few things about your father?" She said. "While they prep him for surgery."

"He's not my father," Sam said, wishing the night would end.