The “Anything” Promise

You bury your sweaty, seven-and-a-half inch cock inside Carrie’s willing asshole. Her pale flesh shudders with joy, covered in goosebumps as she hisses in delight.

Carrie is quite possibly the prettiest girl you’ve ever dated, big brown eyes, long brown hair, thin so her ears poke through it, a great smile, 25 years old, a yoga-teacher who loves wine and dresses and comments on how pretty other girls are more than anyone else you’d ever dated.

Others might find her to be a pretty normal girl. But to you she’s very special.

You’ve been together just 3 months, but it’s been a great 3 months.

The second time you had sex, she asked you to cover her face with cum and then, smiling through her gooey facial, said the phrase “just so you know, when it comes to sex, I will do ANYTHING.”

And you’ve taken advantage of that willingness. You’ve covered her in cum, you’ve covered her in chocolate sauce, you’ve tied her up, slapped her, spanked her, watched a lot of porn, made your own porn, role-played, dressed up, and of course fucked her ass more times than you can count.

As you are now. The sound of your flesh slapping against her flesh fills the room, as the smell of sex does.

“Fuck my ass. Pull my hair. Fuck my ass. Pull my hair” Carrie repeats in breathy passion.

And you do. Thrusting your manhood deep in her tight asshole, pulling her brunette locks, so her body is arched with one hand. With the other you reach around her thighs and rub at her clit.

And then, as with every time you fuck, Carrie cums, quickly and intensely, quicker than you even. Her whole body tenses up. She howls.

“Yes, fuck my ass, pull my... cum... I’m cumming... I’m FUUUUUUCCCKKKKK AIIIIIIIIEEEEE”

And panting heavily she slides off your still-stiff manhood and falls to the floor.

You have to wait a few moments for her to come back around. Which you don’t mind because your cock is still throbbing.

Finally she rolls onto her back, lifts herself onto her knees, and shuffles over to your cock, grabs the base, leans her head into it and stops and smiles up at you.

Her face is gorgeous. Strands of her hair are plastered to her face with sweat.

“You know...” she says, “I don’t know that you’re taking full advantage of what I said to you that one time” then she slides her lips over your cock, all the way down to the base, letting it push past her tonsils, not even coming close to gagging.

You stare down at her and smile. It feels amazing. “What’s that?”

She pulls off, strands of saliva stretching back to her tongue “that I’m willing to do anything. Don’t get me wrong, I’m into all the anal you want. But when I said ‘anything’ I meant ‘anything.’ I feel like there’s shit you want to do that you’re afraid to suggest.”

Is she teasing you? Psychologically and physically as she jerks and licks your dick.

She goes on “I mean, everyone has fantasies. Crazy fantasies. Wild fantasies. Disgusting fantasies. You can tell them to me. I’m game. I’m into it. I promise.”

You smile as she bobs down on your meat again. It’s always the cute ones you’ve got to watch out for.

And when she pulls off she goads you again “C’mon. What is it that you want to do? Tell me. Tell me a fantasy. Don’t worry how I’ll react.” She licks her lips “I’m telling you how I’ll react. I’ll do it.”

So, okay, you decide to give her what she’s asking for.