Sara's anal virginity

The stale scent of cheap air freshener and old leather filled the cab. Outside, the city lights blurred into streaks, but Jack saw none of it. His world had shrunk to the glowing rectangle in his hands, the earbuds a flimsy barrier against the world, yet utterly inadequate against the horror unfolding within his skull. He’d barely made it to the cab after the celebratory drinks with his coworkers, the lingering taste of whiskey and bitter dread warring in his gut. He’d already watched half of it in the grimy bathroom of the restaurant, the memory of his own choked gasp still burning his throat. Now, with a trembling finger, he pressed play again.

The screen flickered to life. The first frame was a punch to the gut: Leia, his formidable, Futa boss, her brunette hair a wild tangle, flipping his wife, Sara, onto her stomach. Sara, his beautiful, blonde Sara, was a symphony of satisfied moans, her face obscured by the blindfold, her ears covered by noise-canceling headphones. Her large, curvy bum, so familiar, so beloved, was now prominently displayed, hips still swaying from a recent climax.

Leia’s hand, strong and tanned, descended, connecting with a sharp crack against Sara’s left cheek. The sound was muffled by the video, but the impact was clear. Sara giggled, a breathy, delighted sound that tore at Jack’s insides. “Oh, Jack!” she purred, her voice thick with pleasure. “Fuck me more with that huge cock!”

Jack flinched, a sharp, involuntary jerk that sent a jolt of pain through his tight chest. Huge cock. The words were a brand, searing themselves into his mind. He knew, with a sick certainty, exactly whose cock she was referring to.

Leia’s eyes, glinting with predatory glee, met the camera for a fleeting moment before dropping back to her prey. With an almost tender touch, she spread Sara’s luscious ass cheeks, revealing the tight puckering of her anus. On the bedside table, a tube of lube gleamed. Leia picked it up, a slow, deliberate movement, squeezing a generous dollop onto Sara’s exposed skin, letting it drip down the valley between her cheeks. Her index finger, long and sure, dipped into the glistening lubricant, then began to rub it into Sara’s anus in slow, circular motions.

A low moan rumbled in Sara’s throat as the finger found its mark, slipping in, a single digit disappearing easily. “Oh, Jack,” Sara gasped, her hands reaching back, pushing her own plump cheeks wider. “I was… I was using the butt plug like you asked. I’m so ready for you to fuck my ass.” Her voice was a pleading whisper, laced with **** desire. “Please, Jack. Please fuck my ass with that huge cock of yours.”

The camera pulled back, a slight shake indicating Leia was still holding it. Jack’s eyes were fixed on her, on the casual ease with which she handled his wife’s most intimate parts. Her other hand, large and capable, was wrapped around her own massive cock, thick and dark, a stark contrast to his own meager offering. She slapped it, a wet, fleshy sound, against Sara’s quivering ass, making the big cheeks jiggle enticingly.

Leia’s eyes, dark and knowing, returned to the camera, a smirk playing on her lips. “Are you ready to watch your wife lose her anal virginity to a cock three times bigger than yours?” she drawled, her voice a low, taunting purr. She winked, a slow, deliberate gesture that sent a fresh wave of nausea through Jack.

His blood ran cold. Anal virginity. He’d never even dared to ask Sara. He’d always been too… self-conscious. But Leia… Leia was just taking it.

Leia’s focus was back on Sara’s ass. Her finger, still inside, began to stretch and tease, and soon, a second finger joined it, then a third. Sara gasped, a high, thin sound, her hips bucking instinctively. “Oh, Jack, that’s… that’s so much,” she whimpered, half-protest, half-pleasure. Leia’s fingers worked with practiced ease, probing and stretching, softening the tight muscle until Sara was writhing, a guttural hum vibrating in her chest.

Then, Leia withdrew her fingers, leaving Sara’s anus slick and inviting, a dark, gaping target. She repositioned herself, lining up her massive cock, thick and engorged, against Sara’s tight opening. Jack braced himself, his knuckles white around his phone, his breath catching in his throat. Slowly, inexorably, Leia began to push.

Sara stiffened, a sharp intake of breath. “Oh… oh, Jack,” she cried out, her voice strained. “It’s so big… so hard.” Jack watched in horrified fascination as the head of Leia’s cock, a thick, purple mushroom, slowly, agonizingly, began to disappear into Sara’s ass. Sara’s moans shifted, from pain to a curious pleasure. “Oh, Jack, you’re stretching me out so good,” she gasped, hips beginning to grind back against the intruding length. “It feels… so different… but really good.”

Half her cock was now buried deep inside Sara. Leia paused, the camera once again tilting to show her face, a triumphant, almost feral glint in her eyes. “Oh, Jack,” she whispered, her voice dripping with venom, “your wife is liking anal. You have a big-cock-enjoying slut for a wife, don’t you?” The words were an ice pick to Jack’s heart, twisted with a humiliation so profound it made him want to scream.

With a powerful thrust, Leia drove deeper, the rest of her massive cock sliding home with a wet, pliant sound. Sara arched her back, a loud, guttural cry tearing from her lips. “Oh god, Jack! All of it! You filled me up! You’re so… so big!”

Leia began to move, slow, deliberate thrusts at first, each one driving her immense cock deeper into Sara’s unwilling, yet rapidly adapting, asshole. The sounds filled Jack’s ears: the wet, fleshy slap of Leia’s hips hitting Sara’s big, bouncing bum, the deep, guttural moans that tore from Sara’s throat, and the low, satisfied grunts from Leia.

“That’s it, baby,” Leia murmured, her voice a rough growl, though Sara, lost in her blindfolded world, thought it was Jack’s. “Take it all. Fucking take it.” Her thrusts grew more confident, more rhythmic. Sara was bucking against her, her ass cheeks jiggling with every deep penetration.

“Oh, Jack, you’re so much bigger now!” Sara panted, her voice breathless. “And you last so long! This is… this is incredible! Much better than before!” Each word was a fresh blade, twisting in Jack’s gut. Bigger. Longer. Better. Leia’s taunt was subtle, yet Jack knew exactly what Sara was unconsciously saying.

Leia’s eyes, dark and mocking, flickered to the camera again. Her hips were a blur of motion, slamming into Sara’s flesh with an almost brutal efficiency. “See, Jack?” Leia purred, her voice low for the camera, not for Sara. “This is what a real cock does. This is how you stretch a woman. Not with your little toy. Your wife was practically untouched until now, wasn’t she?” Another deep thrust, and a pained gasp from Sara that quickly turned into a moan of pure pleasure.

Sara was crying out now, incoherent pleas and praises mixing with gasps. “Oh, Jack! Yes! Yes! Fuck my ass! Harder! Deeper! Oh, you’re so… so strong!” Her fingers dug into the sheets, her body a taut bow string. Leia’s thrusts became more relentless, burying her huge cock to the hilt with every powerful drive. The sounds of their bodies colliding echoed in Jack’s ears, raw and primal.

“Oh… oh, god… Jack!” Sara shrieked, her voice reaching a fever pitch. Her body convulsed, a violent tremor shaking her from head to toe. Her ass clenched around Leia’s massive cock, squeezing tightly. “OMG, Jack! You made me cum from my ass! I’m… I’m cumming! Oh god!” Her cries were loud, prolonged, almost painful in their intensity, a testament to the explosive orgasm Leia had just wrenched from her.

Leia held her still for a moment, letting Sara ride out the last throes of her climax, her huge cock still buried deep within Sara’s shuddering ass. A slow, triumphant smile spread across Leia’s face as she looked at the camera, a clear message meant only for Jack. "She really liked that, didn't she? Your wife has a new favourite hole, Jack."

Then, Leia began to speed up her movements again, getting more erratic, powerful thrusts. She pulled her massive cock almost completely out, leaving Sara's gaping asshole glistening and stretched wide, before plunging it back in with a violent thwack. Her eyes, wild with her own impending release, locked onto the camera. “She’s going to cum again, Jack,” she promised, a predatory smirk on her face, the words a challenge.

With a final, guttural groan, Leia pulled her massive cock completely out of Sara’s now wide-open, quivering asshole. Sara whined, a sound of protest at the sudden withdrawal. But Leia didn't hesitate. In one swift, brutal motion, she plunged her enormous cock into Sara’s vagina, the sudden, wet insertion causing Sara to gasp, her body arching off the bed.

As Leia’s cock fully entered, it began to spasm, a thick, milky gush of cum exploding deep inside Sara’s fertile pussy. The shock of the sudden penetration, combined with the hot gush filling her, sent Sara into another ear-splitting orgasm, even louder than the last. “OH MY GOD, JACK! YES! YOU’RE SO BIG! OHHHH YESSS!” she screamed, her body seizing against the bed, her legs wrapping around Leia’s waist even as Leia’s body stiffened, shuddering with her own release.

Leia pulled back slightly, her huge cock still buried deep, dripping cum inside Sara. She looked directly into the camera, her chest heaving, a triumphant, almost demonic grin on her face. “I only cum inside your wife’s fertile pussy tonight, Jack.” The words were a venomous parting shot, a declaration of ownership, a promise of consequences.

The video flickered, then froze on Leia’s smug, cum-streaked face. Jack stared at it, the image burned into his retinas, his ears still ringing with Sara’s screams of ecstasy and Leia’s cruel taunts. The phone felt like a lead weight in his trembling hands. Outside, the cab rattled to a stop, but Jack couldn’t move. He could only replay the horrifying scene, his world shattering with each thrust, each praise, each drop of cum.