He sure does

"Wait!" you cry out. "Not there!"

"Oh but Jenny, you said you would let me, and we both want it," Jacob says, not realizing you were talking to the man behind you, the faceless stranger whose bare prick is rubbing through the crack of your buttocks.

"Not you, I mean..." you stop, realizing how problematic the situation has become.

"Oh but Jenny you don't know how long I've waited for this! Of all the girls you're the first to let me do this. All my friends have raved about it, tried it, even the girls. But they all get scared of trying it with me. 'You're too big...' they say," Jacob says, but you tune him out as you feel the spongy head of a dick resting against your rosebud.

In **** self-defense you swat at the prick, but instead of knocking the dick away it stays still and your fingers seem to wrap around it as if of their own volition. A low chuckle sounds from behind you and you reach back with your other hand.

Instead of helping one large hand encircles both your wrists, effectively trapping your arms behind your back.

"...to think I thought sex with you had been getting boring..." Jacob says, jolting your attention back to him.

"Boring!" you screech, but he never hears as a thick finger stabs the phone, muting your end of the conversation.

"No disrespect, of course, but there's only so many times one can do it missionary style in one's bed. I know it's been absolutely amazing for you..."

"Amazing?" you squawk. "I haven't had a single orgasm with you, you self-absorbed..." a yelp ends whatever tirade you might have continued with as you feel the prick pushing slowly and relentlessly against your backdoor.

"Wait... I've never done that before!" you protest, then remember a couple of seedy recent incidents and add lamely, "With my boyfriend...."

The low chuckle returns, and you twist to try and see the man's face as he shoves forward more, making your relatively virgin asshole start to sting from the stretching.

A finger jabs in front of you.

"...feels so good, doesn't it!" Jacob enthuses, and you realize you'd tuned him out completely. "Oh, there you are! Doing it doggy-style, are we?"

Not certain if he can hear you or not you nod.

"Hard? Well, I mean, I am, but is that how you want it?" he asks, peering at you closely.

Forcing something resembling a seductive smile onto your face you nod, then freeze, realizing maybe that wasn't what you should've done as the man behind you shoves in and out with increasing speed.

Even with the lube your butt burns a little, at least until you gasp loudly as rough fingers find your pussy and start rubbing.

"Oh you like that, do you? Long and hard and rough. In and out all the fucking way," Jacob gasps, looking red in the face. For an attractive man he doesn't look as attractive when he's straining, and from the sounds coming through the phone his arm must be moving up and down with all the speed of a jackhammer.

The man behind you, on the other hand, is moving smoothly, slowly, back and forth in short but ever deeper thrusts as his skilled fingers play your glistening pussy like they were born to be there.

"Oh God!" Jacob cries out, almost a squeak. You can imagine the spurting of cum, but his phone is focuses on his face and you miss out on seeing whatever size of a load he might have spurted.

The man behind you snorts, and you feel him lean over your body toward your head as if to take a look at the phone.

In alarm you shank your now dull and oily hair to hide him from the camera, but it proves unnecessary. Jacob's too wrapped up in his usual two-minute orgasm and the man behind you has stopped short of viewing distance.

"Makes me feel sorry for you," he mutters, and even if perhaps you do know him outside of the closet you wouldn't be able to place that barely legible voice.

Maybe it's from him leaning forward, or from the fingers now sliding into your pussy, or maybe it's something about the vibrations of his voice but a shudder rolls through your body, seemingly spreading a delicious warmth that thrums throughout you. The sensation seems to echo, growing stronger and stronger as the dick in your butt picks up speed and the fingers delve deeper.

"God yes! If only that Leon could see me now," Jacob chuckled, but you ignored him as the sensations grew with every thrust of your partner's dick. Who'd have thought a cock in the butt would start to feel good?

"He was bragging to everyone about last week's party. Saying how he'd 'done' you in the backroom just like back home. Ridiculous," Jacob scoffed, not even noticing your eyes bug out, or perhaps taking it for a symptom of the orgasm that just then rips through you as you recognize Leon as the son of the gardener who had first introduced you to the wonders of inappropriate sexual partners.

The thought of Jacob being so close to uncovering your filthy secret has you screaming in orgasm, taking Jacob, you, and the man behind you by surprise as you writhe and buck against the pounding cock in your ass.