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"Now get on all fours," he ordered. I stared at him with wide, scared eyes. "Don't act like you don't want it, parading around here like a hot little sissy slut in those shorts."

Before the device, I might have been strong willed enough to refuse, but my adventures seemed to have broken me of any remaining dominant traits. I stared at him silently for a moment, then stood up and started removing my clothes. He watched me hungrily.

"Good girl," he said when I stood before him naked. He eyed me up and down, then smiled. "Now assume the position, slut."

Like a trained puppy, I turned my back to him, then dropped down to all fours.

"Mmmm," he said as he dropped to his own knees. He slapped me hard on the ass. "That's a real good girl."

I don't think I have ever been as scared as I was in that moment. All of the other things I had done had been in someone else's body. It was easy to suggest that it was their body that had been craving cock, but here I was down on all fours waiting to get raw dogged by a strange man. And as scared as I was, I wanted it.

I wasn't sure what to expect, but it certainly wasn't for him to lean forward and bury his face in my ass. His warm, wet tongue flicking across my asshole felt surprisingly nice.

He started by gently licking me, then slowly worked his way up to putting pressure on my hole with his tongue. As he ate my ass, he reached around and started stroking my cock. I moaned involuntarily.

Then I felt his finger pressing against my ass. I heard him spit, then he pressed harder. My hole opened for him. Slowly and gently he slid it into me, first one knuckle and then another. He began slowly working it in and out of me, finger fucking my ass.

"You're tighter than I expected," he said softly. "Is this your first time?"

"Uh-huh," I replied.

He stretched my hole for several minutes, then withdrew his finger and spat in my crack. After lubricating my asshole with his spit, he raised up and moved into position behind me. I felt the head of his big black cock as he moved it down my crack. Then it was pressing against my hole.

"You ready, baby?" he asked.

"Okay."

To be honest, I may have played with my ass some on my own, at first out of curiosity and later because it actually felt pretty good. But even my wife's bullet shaped vibrator didn't prepare me for the sensation of having a big black cock slowly inserted into my ass. It hurt far more than I had expected. But he was as gentle as possible and incredibly patient. I held my breath, biting my lip as he stretched me out, going deeper and deeper.

When he was finally all the way in, most of the pain subsided.

"Fuck, that feels so much better than my wife's pussy," he said. "I am so glad I came to the mall today."

Then he began fucking me, slowly at first but building up. I dropped from my hands down onto my elbows and some of the resistance seemed to fade away. He bred me harder and harder, and I did my best to not moan out loudly and draw attention to us.

He reached around and started stroking me while he bred my ass. In no time I was blowing my load on the dressing room floor.