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His hand squeezed my bottom cheek, reigniting the welts from his belt and forcing me over the edge into a soul-shattering orgasm that left me screaming from the start.
He didn’t stop then.
He didn’t stop after the next one either.
He kept fucking me with impossible force at a tireless pace. My pussy was very sore, and my exhaustion kept me pliant, taking what he gave me again and again, well past what I had thought myself capable of.
Without warning, he spun me around so that I lay face down against the bed. He hiked my hips up and placed me on my knees, then slammed back into me with savage force.
This had started out as making love, or at least it had felt like that, and now he was going to truly fuck me.
He was teaching me who was in charge with every inch of his cock, over and over again as my pussy spasmed around him. His hand gripped my hip while the other smacked my ass hard enough to make me cry out.
“Fuck, babygirl. The sight of your ass marked from my belt and your pussy impaled on my cock is fucking incredible,” he purred.
I hid my face in the quilt as the image of the whole thing flashed before me. I bit my lip as he thrust into me with brutal force, knowing that I was truly in for it.
He paused, though, and his thumb slid down the very top of the cleft of my backside. Time seemed to slow as it descended downward, finally stopping on top of my virgin asshole.
“One day, babygirl, I’m going to mark your ass just like this, maybe with my hand, my belt, or even your own hairbrush, but I won’t take this sweet little pussy afterwards…”
His pregnant pause felt heavy, and I couldn’t help but tighten my bottom hole beneath his thumb.
“And that, right there, tells me that you know where I’m going to fuck you instead, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” I moaned, mortified as his thumb started to circle my tight rim. It was harrowingly passionate, and I found myself pushing against him without meaning to. His touch was hypnotizingly taboo, and I bit my lip, having difficulty containing my aroused curiosity.
Using my own wetness as lubricant, he pushed the tip inside the slightest bit, and I gasped.
“You can’t,” I whispered.
“I can, my beautiful bride. And I will,” he vowed.
My asshole clenched again, and he forced his thumb inside a bit deeper. I’d never been invaded this way. I’d never even thought to touch myself like this, and he was talking about fucking me there like it was the simplest thing in the world, like it was what normal husbands and wives did in the dead of night behind closed doors.
It hurt.
His thumb was thick, stretching my bottom hole wide open, and it burned like he’d pierced me with a hot poker. I cried out and he slid his digit in deeper. My eyes nearly rolled back in my head when he started to push his cock in and out of my pussy. In no more than a moment, I lost myself to the dueling sensations of both holes being filled at the same time.
“Oh, this virgin bottom hole is even tighter than I’d imagined it would be,” he purred. He pumped his thumb in and out, and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning out loud. Even as my lips opened and exposed me, I bit down and tried to stop it, but it was already too late.
“My thumb is staying inside this reluctant little hole for the rest of your fucking. I want to feel it clamp down every time you come,” he growled.
My back arched, unintentionally forcing his thumb even deeper in my bottom. Bliss was spiraling through me unabated, and then he forced it inside all the way past his second knuckle. I whimpered, caught off guard by the sudden violent burst of burning agony that flared deep for several long seconds. By the time it faded, he had started to pick up the pace with his cock.
With his thumb deep inside my virgin asshole, he started to savagely take me, forcing his cock in and out of me with brutal force. My pussy ached, and my asshole burned with fading soreness, but my core started to respond anyway. Deeper and deeper, I spiraled into the dark abyss, losing myself in the confusing sensations of pain and pleasure. I furrowed my brow, no longer sure how to identify one from the other the longer this went on.
So, I didn’t.
I stopped thinking and just started feeling. I’d long lost track of how many times he’d made me come already. Now, I was simply coming for him. It soon became difficult to tell where one orgasm started and another began. It became clear that his stamina would outlast mine by a long shot. He was showing no signs of slowing down and the longer it went on, the more I began to fear that it might go on forever.
Icouldn’tcome with his thumb inside my ass.
I wouldn’t…
I wasn’t going to have a choice.
I came with brutally violent force, screaming so loudly that my voice soon went hoarse. I wailed, digging my fingers into the bedding as he slammed into me. If he hadn’t been holding me in place, I would have surged forward and hit the headboard.
