Anita's First Time - Sex Stories

Anita's First Time

... was. Ron fucked me, he fucked me senseless, right there on the floor in front of Dave, Ron bent and twisted me in any way he wanted as he fucked me. I bit him, I pulled chunks out of him as I desperately wanted him to come inside me. I was crunched up against Dave's legs as Ron reached the point of no return. His big cock was ridged hard and slamming into me as he slapped my ass and asked, "You want it whore? You want my cum deep inside you bitch?" "Yes!" I screamed. "Cum for me, fucking cum deep inside me!" "You dirty fucking slut!" He gripped my hips and dug his fingers in as he rammed himself deep inside me. I came, my head pounding and my heart jumping in my chest and my own climax ripped through me. "You dirty fucking whore, fucking take that, and that you dirty bitch!" He shouted at me as he rammed his burning hot cum deep into me. I think I must have passed out again as I opened my eyes to see Ron shaking Dave's hand as fully clothed he left. He did not even look back, I felt empty, soulless even as the horrible feeling of being used washed over me. I lay still and let Dave pick me up. I could feel Ron's cum running out of my pussy as Dave placed me gently on the sofa. He kissed me softly and I could feel the cold sticky cum still clinging to my face as Dave pulled away. I felt sore all over, not only sore but empty, so empty. I still needed Ron deep inside me. Yet I felt dirty, I felt like a use whore just cast aside. So I lay there with my eyes closed and thought of ...

... what a fool I had just made of myself. Then I felt it hit me, it was warm and wet as it splashed against my face. Dave had just jacked himself off over me. What a wimp I thought, what a useless wimp. I woke again that night, only this time I was in my bed and Dave was up behind me. He groaned as he shot his cum up my back. I was just too sore to even have it out with him so I just tried to sl**p feeling it run down my back. Again, the thoughts of Ron taking me hard in the ass still haunted me as I tried to drift off. Oh god, what had I done, I cried myself to sl**p. Morning came I could hardly move, but my bladder was fit to burst. So stealing my resolve, I f***e myself out of my warm haven. After relieving myself I made my way back to the bedroom where I saw myself in the wardrobe mirror. I was a mess, I had dried cum over my face and I was covered in bruises and teeth marks from head to toe. What had I done, I thought, I knew deep down what I had done, not the physical act of Ron just fucking the living-daylights out of me, but what I had done was fall in love with another man. A man who I hardly knew, but wanted, wanted with every ounce of my body. Looking down at Dave sl**ping naked with his shrivelled cock just lying there, I knew. I knew he could never satisfy me ever again. So I left him there and went down stairs. I did not even care that Mr Green from across the way saw me naked as I passed the window; I was lost in Ron, and what the a****l he was had done to me. I ...