Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 1 - How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Femdom - Sex Stories

Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 1 - How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Femdom

... business. She wiped her lube slick fingers on his back and then closed the remaining distance to her ass, bringing the tip of her fat phallus to his waiting entrance. She began pushing it in smoothly; slow at first, and then a little faster when it was obvious his ass was sucking it up greedily.

“Ahhhh....

AHHHHHH!!!

”

Darius tensed up and grabbed the pillow in front of him. He buried his face in it as she continued to press forward hungrily. It wasn't nearly the feeling of “fullness” that the enema had been, but it was considerably girthier than either of the plugs. His pucker was stretching painfully as the cock plowed deeper into his bowels.

“There we go” Heather said as her pelvis came to a rest against his ass and balls. “See? Seven inches was nothing for you. You got a nice beefy ass that can accommodate lots of cock.”

'Nothing?!? Easy for you to say...'

Darius focused on his breathing as the burning in his anal ring started to lessen slowly. Heather worked the dildo around in little circles, stretching him out even more as he sucked wind and tried not to yelp in pain. She felt his back and sides up and down with hungry hands, groping her bitch boy playfully.

“I've been waiting so long for this, Darius... hope you're ready.”

“...baby?”

Without another word of warning Heather drew back her hips until only the tip remained lodged in his pucker. She then slammed her body forward, the entire thick length of cock meat burying itself in his ...

... fleshy anal walls as Darius grunted loudly. She didn't stop there, immediately drawing back and repeating the motion; putting her full weight behind the second thrust and the third. Darius' body jolted forward each time as she filled his insides with fat rubber cock.

She grabbed onto his hips fiercely and began pumping him full speed. He heard giddy laughter behind him as Heather pounded him harshly. Darius bit his tongue as the cock speared in and out of his well lubed ass and the room filled with the slurping and fapping sounds of degenerate strapon sex.

As her cock drilled him nonstop and her hips continued slapping into him forcefully, the initial pain and discomfort gave way to a strange feeling. Darius wasn't sure he would call it pleasure, but it was building to something like it. His grunts faded as the continuous assault on his loosened pucker and fleshy anal walls began to fill his body with giddiness.

“Yeah, you like that bitch??? This is your first time and I've already given you more cock than you've ever given me! Don't worry though sweetie, this is the smallest one. There's so much more for you to enjoy!

NOW TELL ME YOU LOVE IT!

”

“I... I love it, baby...”

“Uh huh... I knew you would.

Slave bitch

.”

He could barely speak through ragged breaths. The ache in his pucker and the unfamiliar sensation of prostate stimulation became overwhelming for Darius. His legs extended outward, lowering his ass closer to the bed. His body was doing ...