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The frustration cure
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The frustration cure This week has been decidedly stressful and frustrating. And, all I want right now is to be used sexually. Not in a friendly, loving, gentle way. I want to be taken to the basement, which is shared with the rest of the people who live in the apartment building, and have my body exposed with my shirt and bra tugged up and out of the way and my pants pulled down to my knees to expose my holes then bent over. I want to have his hard thick cock forced into my mouth and to be face fucked -- deep throating his cock and gagging on it. Then being spun around so that my ass is facing him then have him shove his cock into my ass without lube, just my spit providing any sort of lubrication. His hands on my hips to hold me in place as he rams his cock in and out of my ass, not caring at all if it hurts or feels good. My tits swaying freely as my ass is wrecked, the ever-present concern of someone coming into the basement and catching us. He calls me names and verbally humiliates me for allowing him to do this to me -- a<b> desperate </font></b>naughty bitch boy who needed to have his ass filled with come. "Come bucket ... anal slut ... boy." Every thrust harder than the last as he pounds my ass, his fingers digging into my hips as his words dig into my brain, turning me on even more. "Come now," he will order, making my pussy clench in happy response. "If you don't come before me, you won't get to come at all for the rest of the day." He would reach over my back and grab a handful of hair and pull my head back as he slows his pace and nearly pulls all the way out then slamming it deep into my ass. Over and over, loving the sound of my grunts. He calls me names as his strokes become smooth again. "Oh fuck yeah," he would utter as he neared the edge of his orgasm, edging himself as he gives me time to reach the pinnacle with him. My bonus hole dripping juices down my thighs as I get closer and closer. "Oh god," I would cry out as I started to come, my ass muscles milking his cock. A deep guttural cry escaping from me as my orgasm rocks through my body. He wouldn't be able to hold back anymore and would fill my ass with all of his come as he roared in response. He would pull out and watch his come drip out of my ass and fall on my pants. He would put his cock away, leaving me in the bent over position and would push his hand into my ass, using his come as lube. I would cry out at being stretched so wide then as he started to fist fuck my ass. "I won't stop until you come," he would say as he reached under me and found my nipples, tugging hard on them and slapping my tits as he fucks my ass with his fist. "You're such an ass slut. Taking all of my fist in your ass. Your ass was created to be fucked, no wonder you're such a slut." "Oh god," I would cry out as I would start to come again. He would continue fist fucking me as the orgasms would string together, one following another until they're just barely noticeable. He would clean his hand off with wipes we kept stored in the basement for play like this. "Get dressed," he would order. "Don't clean up when we get upstairs. I want to smell how turned on you were." Then we would go back to the apartment and continue on with our day. And, now, it is time to take care of how turned on I am from thinking about this. |
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3/4/2020 3:55 pm |
My orgasm was pretty amazing.
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