Blake and the Blowjobs… chapter 24

A young woman’s problems in a highly pornified future world.

(All characters in this story, that do anything erotic, are at least 18 years old. )

Old Craggy Face asked, “Hey slut would you like it up the ass?” He wanted me to lift my kitty up for easy access, but I had a different idea.

In an instant, I planned what I wanted done to me. “Yes, but I want you to spank me first. I want it rough.”

He grabbed me hard, and pulled me onto his lap, his calloused hand smacked me hard.

“Ooo, no, don’t hurt me.” I answered playfully.

He hesitated.

To get this scene going, I had to make my desires clear. “When I say don’t hurt me, I want you to hurt me harder. I want a sore red bottom and then get roughly fucked up the ass, fucked hard! I will fight back and I want you to **** me.”

Old Craggy Face grinned, “As you wish, darling.” Craggy Face grabbed one of the ubiquitous tubes of lube and lubricated by backdoor and his cock.

Everyone in pornified American legally has ‘kaleidoscope’ as a safe word. I could have stop this beating if I really wanted to. I didn’t, I wanted drama. I wanted to be abused by these two nameless men.

I struggled as hard as I could, and really got into it. The Young Man helped hold me down, avenging himself for the oral trick I played. Old Craggy Face is muscular and he beat my bottom hard and fast. I felt it go painfully red and I was turned on.

“You have been a very naughty girl not letting men into your twat. Now you have to be punished.” Shouted Old Craggy Face. “A good twat must be shared!”

I struggled as hard as I could to escape his grip, but he was manfully strong with oaken muscles.

He threw me into the Young Man’s arms and we struggled more lightly, then harder. My butt cheeks hurt as Old Craggy Face held it with both hands and I knew what was about to happen. I felt him enter me, in my experienced backdoor.

“No, don’t, stop, I’m a virgin!” I shouted. I tried as hard as I could to escape, but they were delightfully stronger than me.

Both men laughed raucously. He was rough and picked up the pace solidly. Each time he rammed it home, I feel a delightful taste of pain from my abused butt cheeks. I start to cry, but he kept pounding me harder. My young man looked concerned but kept his hold on me.

My sense of adventure was being rewarded. With a final slam Old Craggy Face came into my bowels. He very accurately called me a “common backdoor slut” and gave my bottom a final hard spank on my bruised bum. I was thrilled by the ride and cried with joy and pain.

Then I felt my Young Stud’s hardness against my leg. He was about to take his turn.