I give in... again

Joe stood there waiting for my response. I was taken aback by his stance and tone. Part of me was appalled that he would do this. He always came across like such a sweet kid. But the other part of me had a feeling this might happen. I knew I was teasing him and using him. I didn’t really want the sex. But at the same time, I loved it.

One thing was certain. I didn’t want him to tell my husband. I thought about it while looking at his eyes. He had that animalistic look of lust again. I didn’t think for a second he would he would really take my ass without my permission. But then that look he had said something different. He knew what he wanted and was going to get it. After a few more seconds, I said “I don’t believe you would tell my hubby. That would mean no more for you. And I don’t believe you would **** me. That's not in your personality. But I do believe you are amazingly horny and want to try this. And I do believe you have earned it. So, I’ll do it.”

He smiled and nodded as I put my stuff down, laid on my back and lifted my legs up to my head. “There you go, lick that ass!”

Joe went down to start licking and very quickly started fingering my ass. I’m not really into anal so I was really hoping this wouldn’t last too long. So I didn’t mind that he seemed to be in a hurry getting his fingers in there. I asked “Do you have any lube?”

“Of course” he said as he got up and went to his bedroom. I thought about leaving for a second but didn’t want trouble with him so I stayed. He came back quickly and said “Flip over”.

I got on all fours and asked if he was still going to lick more. He did. But only for another thirty seconds or so and then started shoving lube into my ass. I was very uncomfortable with the whole situation and I knew he was going to try to fuck my ass hard.

“Be gentle. The key to anal is being gentle” I said.

“OK. Sure. I'll go slow.” he said as he started pushing the head of his cock into my ass.

I struggled to not yell. It hurt already and he was barely in. I winced and said “gentle!”

“I can’t go much slower!” He said as he continued to push.

“Stop right there and let me get used to it for a minute!” I insisted.

He stopped while I tried to get used to the feeling of being stretched. After a few more seconds, I said “OK, go again.”

He did and I immediately felt the same pain. I realized I just needed to get this done and told him to “just keep going”. That’s all he needed to hear. he pushed and within seconds, his cock was fully buried deep in my asshole. I felt so stretched and filled I could barely breathe... again.

I whimpered but tried to keep calm while he started darting in and out at a nice smooth pace. I started crying a bit but didn’t want him to know. He slapped my ass hard which made me yell. “Take that dick” he said. “That’s it. I own this ass.”

His talking was already getting annoying and the pain was getting more intense. I told him “Cum for me baby. Fill my ass with your cum.” I didn’t really care about his cum but was trying to do anything to get him to end the **** on my asshole. That’s when I got another hard slap on the ass making me squeal again and said “I’ll decide when and where I cum. You just concentrate on taking this dick!”

He was getting meaner! It was weird but somehow that turned this into a challenge. Again I found myself wanting to take his dick. I wanted the pain. I wanted him to know he can’t break me. I bent my head into the couch and tried to concentrate on each thrust. All of a sudden, he put his hand over my mouth and turned my face sideways again. Then he did something I’ll never forget. He spit on me. I’d never, ever been spit on. But he did it! He spit right on my face. Then he took his spit with his hand and started shoving his fingers into my mouth with spit all over them.

I was so disoriented from what was going on that I just did as he wanted and licked the spit from his fingers. Then he pulled his fingers out and covered my mouth and nose so I couldn’t breathe. I was helpless again but this time I had a dick in my ass. He said “You’re my good little slut, aren't’ you? Who’s slut are you?”. With that, he took his hand off my mouth and nose and I let out a huge gasp and said “Yours. I’m yours.”

“You’re my what?” He loudly asked.

“I’m your slut.” I barely whimpered out.

As soon as I said that, he pulled his cock from my ass and put it right in front of my face again.

“Suck it” he said sternly.

I looked at him realizing the position I just put myself in. I didn’t want to be his slut. I just said it to make him happy. Now he’s got his dick with lube and spit and my ass remnants on it and he wants ME to SUCK it? I shook my head “no”

He grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth right to his cock. “I said suck it. You’re my slut. I want my dick cleaned off. Do it.”

I gulped, closed my eyes, and covered his cock with my warm mouth. I could taste everything but tried to ignore it long enough to make him happy. His cock was rock hard and he was pumping it in and out of my mouth to the point that my throat was already feeling sore. I tried to get the cum from it as my reward and the end of my ordeal. But he wasn't ready for that. He pulled it out and went right back behind me. He quickly stuffed his cock back into my ass. I let out a yelp as my ass expanded to take his cock.

He went balls-deep right off the bat. While I fought back tears, I thought about the fact that he said he hadn't done this before and realized that was total bullshit. He had done this many times and had probably planned this from the start. I started to resent the fact that he acted like he neded my help. He didn't need my help, he just wanted my pussy, mouth, and ass for his personal use. Meanwhile, he was getting things from me my husband had never had even though my husband actually took much better care of me. I started thinking about thow I should let my husband do more sexually. I owed it to him. Especially now.

At this point, my ass was getting raw and numb. I couldn't wait for this to end but I was also very aroused being taken and I reached down with one hand to play with my clit and try to have another orgasm. It worked. Well. I started feeling another orgasm building. I started rubbing harder andd faster. Joe slapped my ass hard again which made my build go away. But it came back quickly. I was building and started enjoying what was happending. "Fuck me hard. Keep going!" I said.

Right then, he pushed very hard and I realized he was cumming in my ass! I started trying to rub hard and fast to get my own orgasm but it didn't work. His cock was flooding my ass with cum and I was stuck with a half-ready orgasm that never happened. I stopped rubbing and waited for him to pull out. At least it was over.

He pulled out and said "You're such a good slut. You deserved that. I hope you enjoyed it as much as me. And thank you for teaching me about anal." He then walked to my face and let his cock hang right in front of my face again. "Do I have to pull your hair again? Or do you know what I want?"I knew what he wanted. I leaned in and took his softening cock in my mouth to clean off the cum and other juices. He held the back of my head in an almost lovingly way. I was happy that I pleased him but mad that he did it that way. After a minute or so, he pulled out and walked away. I turned over to bmy back and let out a huge breathe. I was completely exhausted, sweaty, and leaking cum. My ass hurt. My pussy hurt. My mouth hurt. I was done.

He came back with another drink and smoke and said "OK, I know you need to go. I am so glad you stayed a few minutes. It was so much fun. Same time next week?"

I stared at him as if he was crazy. "What do you mean? I think we're done now."

"No, we're not done. I have all of this on film. Do I need to show your hubby?" he said.

"Bullshit! You better not."

"Look." He pointed to a device and ther really was a light on.

"Why would you record this? It's basically ****. You could get in all kinds of trouble." I said.

"No. You said yes eevery time. You told me to fuck you. I was doing what you asked." Joe clarified.

I felt defeated. I wasn't sure what to do so I just said I had to go, got my clothes, and left. As I walked out he reminded me about next week. I drive home trying to make sense of what happened and how I got myself into this mess. But my body felt completely satisfied. I had the best sex of my life. And apparently I was in for another session next week. I started getting wet again thinking about it. But for now, I had to go home, clean up, and try to be normal for another week while I figure out what to do.