Page 68 of Stolen Vows


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“Please what, babygirl?”

“Please fuck my ass so I can come,” I begged, my voice trembling and nervous despite everything telling me inside that I needed this too.

He reached to the side, sliding open the nightstand and taking out a bottle of lube.

“You did such a good job with that mouth that you earned a little bit of gentleness, but I haven’t forgotten that you like it when I’m rough with you, babygirl.”

At least some of this was going to hurt.

My hips rolled and my nipples pebbled against the bed. I gasped as he pulled his fingers from my sopping wet pussy, wanting them to come back and knowing that I’d already surpassed a place of no return.

It was time for my fucking.

He squeezed the bottle of lubricant and I jumped at the sound, chewing on my lip with a sudden burst of nerves. The cool, slippery liquid slid down the cleft of my ass, and I tensed when it dribbled over my virgin hole.

In an instant, the warmth of his fingertips replaced it. I whined softly as he circled me in such a wicked place, grappling with the confusing mixture of wanting it and not wanting it at the same time.

When he slowly slid a single fingertip inside of me, I tensed harder, and a vicious stab of pain rendered me silent, but then it started to fade, and the scales began to tip in the direction I was most reluctant to admit.

I started wanting it more.

He pumped that single digit in and out of me, teasingly slowly, and I gasped, my pussy clenching almost spastically in response to being touched in such a lasciviously, taboo way.

Good girls weren’tsupposedto want this.

They weren’t supposed to beg their husbands to take their assholes hard enough to make them scream as they came.

But I did.

I wanted all of that.

When he added a second finger, I gasped, the pain that came with it feeling more familiar as it crested and faded a little. When it came time to add a third, the fiery burning stretch took my breath away. Deep, agonizing fire flared up and down my spine, making my body roll, and a wail escaped me as I suffered through every terribly brutal moment.

He stretched me wide open, gently at first, but then his movements started to turn rougher, and I noticed that the initial soreness wasn’t fading away, at least not entirely. I shifted nervously on the bed as he pumped his fingers in and out of me, slowly growing more anxious for the moment when I would be taking his cock instead.

Three fingers were painful. His cock was going to hurt a whole lot more.

When he pulled his fingers free from me, I knew that the time had finally come. I couldn’t stop myself from squirming, my entire body a swirling mess of powerfully intense sensations. Every nerve inside of me was buzzing with anticipation.

I heard the bottle again, and I blushed when the wet sounds of his own hand stroking his cock echoed behind me. He pressed his tip against my asshole without saying a word.

“Please,” I whispered.

I wasn’t begging him to stop.

His hands wrapped around the curves of my hips, digging in just enough to make me nervous and aroused at the same time. The soreness that came with his grasp made me stiffen initially, but it made it easier to yield to him. His cockhead was slickened by the lubricant. As he lightly pressed against my asshole, I tried to clench down and fight his entry, but he’d already stretched me open, and I found it more difficult to keep him out.

A fierce spike of pain drove deep inside my core as my asshole stretched around his cock. His length speared me ever so slowly, forcing me to experience every moment of fiery agony as he took me in a place no man was ever meant to take.

My asshole tightened of its own accord, causing fierce spirals of agony to pin me down to the bed. Even as the pain rendered me immobile, I could feel the way my pussy was beginning to clench uncontrollably. It was at that moment that I was faced with a terribly humbling reality.

I was going to come. Not from his fingers on my clit or him fucking my pussy, but with nothing more than my needy bottom hole full of his cock.

He sunk the entire length of his cock inside me with one rough thrust.

I could feel that orgasm coming. I fought it as much as I could, but there was no stopping it. My thighs started to tremble first. My fingers shook as the pleasure swelled inside me.

I wailed. I tried to stop it, but I was as powerless against it as an oncoming tidal wave. When it finally hit me, the pleasure swept me up in the rushing tide and wouldn’t let go.

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