Late Night Analwhore

I woke up, to a tight pain, I had gone to bed late, studying for my exam the next day. I was dazed, and confused, I hadn’t fully realized what was happening before I looked back behind me and saw him, Sir sticking something in and out of my ass.

“he-” I lazily said, before he covered my mouth

“shush” Sir growled, “if I wanted you to talk, I’d have you awake, shut up and set back down”

What did he think he was doing, he’d never done this before, what could I have done?? My ass was becoming more and more uncomfortable, but somehow, my pussy was wet. Thoughts were racing in my head, what was he going to do, he looked angry, determined was closer to it. I was more awake now, and started to turn over when he took what was a buttplug out of my ass and pushed it into my mouth.

“Here, slut, suck on this while I fuck your ass”

As he emphasized “your ass”, my eyes widened, and my body tingled. We’d never done anal before, and we said we’d find a date night to do it. Why did he want to do it now, of all times and places? In my tired stupidity I opened my mouth to talk, and the buttplug fell out, onto the bed. I didn’t see it until it was on the other side of my face, a palm hit my cheek, and I fell back onto the sheets. Sir didn’t like doing anything twice.

“I’m glad you did that” he said, picking it up and placing it in my mouth again, “I think you did that on purpose didn’t you?”

“N-No, I didn’t.” My eyes were tearing up, and I began to shake, he was being abnormally aggressive, he always was a little rough, spanking me, and grabbing my neck, but slapping my face was not normal. Another slap came to my face, and I started to cry, tears forming at the edges of my eyes.

“You just can’t win tonight, can you little one?” he laughed, he was enjoying seeing me choke at his words. With a grinning voice he boomed, “What’s my name”

“Sir!” I yelled, breaking into tears. I lowered my head into my soft pillow, turning my side to him. Sir didn’t like that, and turned me onto my stomach. My ass was tossed into the air, and I heard him unbuckle his belt. I knew what was about to happen, and even though I was crying, my pussy was dripping.

Noticing me dripping, Sir laughed, “you little whore, you fucking want this don’t you”, he leaned into my ear, “you’ll have your fun, soon as I have mine.”

I closed my eyes, preparing myself for whatever Sir wanted of me. He teased my pussy first, tapping it, and gently pushing the head of his dick in, then taking it out and tapping it again. I’m ashamed to say I i moaned when he did this, I was taught not to enjoy this, but Sir knew I would. A slow pressure on my asshole quickly built into an immense pain as Sir had thrust himself in my ass. I screamed, his dick was much bigger than the buttplug.

“Fuck yeah, scream for me slut, let everyone know you’re my analwhore”

“Yes Sir!” I shrieked, his dick stretching my asshole while I spoke. His balls were smacking my pussy while he fucked my hole, I was dripping so much, fluids were running down my legs with every thrust. I had stopped crying, and began to enjoy it, a part of me that was always empty was finally being filled, and it was Sir who was doing it. As Sir started fucking my ass harder, and faster, I started to moan more. I reached a hand down to my wet pussy, and rubbed it to the rhythm of Sir’s grunts and thrusts, I even smiled when he said he wanted to cum in me.

“Yes Sir, please cum in my ass, I want your cum Sir” I moaned into the pillow

“Good girl, I’ll fill your little asshole up” Sir grunted, I could tell he was close to cumming in me

Sir used his hands to spread my asscheeks as far as they could go, and with a moan he came deep in my hole. He kept fucking me after cumming, even harder than before, I began to cry again, my asshole hurt so much from his dick fucking it so hard. I kept rubbing my pussy, I felt myself edging, close to cumming. At this point I was close to cumming, my ass was full of Sir’s cum and my pussy was only dripping ever more.

“Please Sir” I gasped, “Let me cum Sir!”

grunting he said, “Cum for me you little slut, cum your whore brains out”

He thrust his dick in me, and I came, I screamed in my pillow as I came for Sir. He pushed on my shoulders and leaned my ass up until I was done shaking, exhausted from being used my ass fell over, and I was on my side again. Sir left to take a shower, and I was alone with an asshole full of cum and sheets wet from my pussy. I closed my eyes and thought of what happened for what seemed like an eternity, Sir grunting and using me as his analwhore. As I was thinking about Sir breaking me, I cried, not because I felt used, but because I missed Sir already, I missed the pain of his dick in my ass, and him slapping me across the face. All I cried for, was to be used again.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nex1q5/late_night_analwhore