*The following story contains consensual nonconsent acts. They were performed by adults who had agreed on them beforehand, I was not abused and I do not condone abuse or rape of any kind.*
I lay on my front on the couch, scrolling through my phone. I’d got wet earlier, so wet that I had to change my underwear, but I’d just discarded it and now lay commando under my skirt. I heard the door open and pretended that I didn’t, ignored the noises of shoes being removed in the hall, the rustle of fabric as jeans followed, the unzipping and rezipping of a bag and the squeaky pop of the lid of a bottle of lube.
She walked in and still I ignored her, till she said “Up.”
I actually genuinely misheard her, so I turned my head and replied “Huh?” I took her in, ran my eyes up her body from her naked legs to her glistening strap, long but slender, to her black T-shirt, and finally her lips, watching as she enunciated the simple word. “Up.”
She was grabbing my hips before I had time to respond, pulling me to my feet and causing me to drop my phone. It fell only a short distance but hit the floor loudly, so she stopped and bent down to pick it up and check it was okay. She determined that it was and threw it softly back onto the couch, and took the opportunity while she was down there to lift my skirt and bite me where my thigh meets my ass, hard. So hard that I let out a shriek and tried to run away from the pain, even as it made me drip.
She stood back up and shoved me, face first, against the wall. She held me there with one hand between my shoulder blades as I pressed my cheek and chest and hands against it. With her other, I felt her raise my skirt again and grab my ass. She squeezed and spread me, then took her hand away from my back with another monosyllabic instruction, “Stay,” and used it to guide the strap so that its tip rested against my asshole. Wet.
“No, no, please,” I began, “I haven’t done this before, I’m a virgin there, please, please just fuck my pussy, please.” She remained stony so I turned yet again, lifting my chest from the wall, which is when she returned her weight to my back and pinned me in place while she slid inside me. I groaned as I adjusted. She was slow, it didn’t feel bad, but I took more and more of her inside until I felt I could take no more, and still she kept pushing. “That’s enough, that’s enough, no, fucking stop, that’s enough!” I shouted, flailing my arms around and earning nothing but her grabbing my wrists and pinning them in place as she bounced her hips a little against mine, making sure I took her fully. “You like it in your ass” she said, a statement not a question, but still I replied defiantly “No.”
“Then why are you so fucking wet?” She reached between my legs and her middle fingers breached my pussy easily. She fucked me with them a little, enough to have me gasp and rock back and *feel* the dildo in my ass till she pulled them out and wiped them across my cheek. “Fucking cunt.”
She fucked me then, in my asshole. Hands on my hips holding me in place, her chest pressed to my back, teeth sunk into my shoulder till I fucking cried. I begged her and begged her and begged her to stop, between filthy moans of pleasure that just spurred her to go not even really harder but more intense. I think there’s an old Japanese belief that your soul is in your anus. It felt like she was fucking my soul. She took her arm and put it around my neck till it sat in the crook of her elbow and squeezed, applying pressure to the sides with her forearm and bicep, till I felt light headed and euphoric, and then my vision greyed out and I tapped her thigh and kept tapping and she kept squeezing and fucking and my peripheral was gone and I clawed at her arm, trying to pull her off and I went limp. She released me and I jerked as I came to, out only for a split second and gasping for air even though she hadn’t actually stopped me from breathing. Insane feeling. “Yes baby,” she told me, “clench your ass around my cock.” It was condescending, praising me for doing all the right things even though I had no say in the matter.
“Now tell me you don’t like this.”
“I don’t!” I cried, and she slapped me across the face.
“Don’t fucking lie to me.” She ran her fingers over my scalp, my short strands of hair gathering between them, and then made a fist that pulled them tight and made my whole head burn. “Do you like it?”
“No!” I screamed, and she slapped me again, then moved to my ass as she spanked me, still pulling my hair, and seemed to fuck me even harder.
I fell apart with the abuse my ass was taking and started crying again. She told me to shut the fuck up so I sobbed louder on purpose and she grabbed my nipples and twisted and I fucking fell apart. “I give in! I like it, I like it, okay, I fucking love your cock in my ass I love it so much I’m a whore for you I’m a hole to be fucked I’m a slut.” The words just tumbled from me, they seemed to bypass my brain as if they came naturally from deep well of degradation inside me. She seemed to like that and started to rub my clit, even as she kept pounding away at my butt. I swear I came in about two seconds.
*Above was an account of the last time I had sex with my friend with benefits. We had agreed to the act before, in fact that was why I’d got so wet – the anticipation when planning it out earlier. I had prepared myself for anal earlier and I do genuinely love it, I wasn’t a virgin and she didn’t rape me, that was all roleplay. She knows I like choking and wasn’t really tapping out and wanted her to keep going, she knows I like slapping and spanking, it was all preplanned and I had a great time. There is a Part two to this story, currently in my head, that is maybe a little less intense. I’m still physically forced to do stuff but by that point I’d given up on pretending I wasn’t into it.*
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xg22we/ff_what_happened_last_time_part_one