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(Intended to be read straight after part 5a)
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Now for the fun bit, Anna thought to herself. She adored anal. Done by a dominant guy, it made her feel very submissive, and extremely degraded.
Anna had taken plenty of big cock in her ass in the past. She’d been doing it regularly since not long after she had lost her virginity, but that was a long time ago now. Hopefully all the anal sex she’d had with Mark these past weeks had gotten her ready.
She looked down behind her to see Brian pick up the bowl from the floor and dip his fingers in. “Oh my God,” she thought hotly to herself. “He’s going to use Dan’s cum and my spit as lube”
Brian did just that. She felt his fingers gliding over her anus, slick from the mixture. Then a finger in her. Two fingers.
Anna had closed her eyes with the first feel of his fingers, but opened them again when Brian removed them. She watched as he lubed up his cock with the stringy fluid from the bowl. He was just off to the side behind her. He wanted her to have a clear view.
Brian pushed his cock against her anus. Years of experience had taught Anna just what to do. Just before Brian started pushing harder, she pulled in a deep breath through her nostrils, and, as he pushed in that second time, she slowly breathed out. This relaxed her anus and allowed him to push easily inside her.
Even so, he was big. Anna screwed her eyes tight, trying to concentrate on relaxing and exhaling. She let out a half moan, half scream through her gag.
Brian pulled back out, and she saw him pick up the bowl again, disappearing behind her. She felt a slippery finger, running in a circle, around the inside of her slightly gaping hole. He was putting that stuff inside her.
He stopped, and, knowing what was coming, Anna did the breathing trick again.
As she exhaled, she felt his cock go deep in her ass.
She moaned/screamed into the gag.
“Yeah, that’s it. Fucking anal whore. Take that big cock”
He was slowly fucking her now, starting to build the pace.
He pushed in deep and held it there. Anna let out another scream into the gag.
“Fuck yeah, right up to my balls” Brian was holding her hips.
Anna moved her ass from side to side a bit, helping to loosen her up.
“Yeah, shake that fucking ass, bitch. Fuck me you’re a dirty fucker”
Brian took a handful of her hair and started fucking her ass more forcefully. Pulling himself in harder, making her neck tilt back, head up.
Brian started picking up the pace, his hips slapping against her ass cheeks.
Anna had always been a screamer when getting ass fucked. She couldn’t help it. Something about a guy roughly fucking her ass just switched her brain off.
She’d told Brian this before. told him lots about things she liked, things she’d like to try. That must be why he used the gag on her. While John might hear next-door, at least the whole street couldn’t.
She was screaming into the gag. Brian fucking her ass hard and fast. He let her head drop and held onto her shoulders. Brian fucked her ass without mercy. Pulling her down by the shoulders every time he thrust forward. He grunting as he did.
Every now and then he’d pull out, and tell her he was lubing his cock up more. Then he’d start again.
“That’s it, yeah, you slag. Take it. I’m gonna ruin that fucking ass” he shouted as he pounded on her. “Scream you worthless cunt, scream for your Daddy. Nobody’s coming to stop it. You’re mine.”
He fucked her relentlessly for 20 minutes. Pausing every now and then, pulling out, only to slam it back in. Anna was panting and screaming through the gag.
Brian pulled out but didn’t go straight back in this time.
“Look at that. Your ass is gaping open.” he said, almost in awe. “Keep it open, I’m gonna pour the rest of the cum and spit in there”
She concentrated on not clenching her ass, keeping it open. She felt the cool edge of the bowl touch her anus.
“Mmmm, yeah. Wow. You disgusting slut. Look at that.”
Then he want straight back to fucking her. He rammed his cock back in so hard that she saw spots.
After another 10 minutes, 10 minutes of hard brutal pounding, Brian came. He got louder and louder, and with a final shout of, “Aaarrhh, you fucking whore!” he hilted deep and emptied his ball deep in her ass.
He held it for a few minutes, both of them catching their breath, before he pulled out. She felt her asshole gaping open.
Anna felt ruined. Her body was covered in sweat. Her ass cheeks and thighs still burned, her shoulders ached.
She felt something cool slip into her ass, only to be removed, and something else, just as cool, got pushed in her instead. It stretched her a bit more. She felt it get sucked inside, her anus relaxing and starting to close around it.
“There,” Brian said, still slightly out of breath, “a buttplug to keep all the mess inside. You worked hard for it, it seems only right that you get to take it all home to Mark. Had to use the big one, that easy ass almost swallowed the other one”
Her anus was starting to relax. She felt it twitching around the buttplug.
Brian wasn’t finished. He reached forward and grabbed the back of her neck. His other hand came up between her legs, fingers in her pussy.
“Fucking hell, you’re drenched” He said, almost to himself.
He pulled his wet fingers out and found her clit. Brian rubbed it hard and fast, holding her face into the bed as she screamed. Her legs strained against the ropes, trying to close them. She wasn’t sure if she could handle an orgasm now.
It made no difference what she thought, Brian was determined.
“Go on, slut, let it go. Let’s see if you can cum after all that. Let’s see how much of a mindless fuck toy you really are”
Brian would only stop to push his fingers back in her pussy, freshly lubed with her juice, and start rubbing her clit fast and hard again. He kept up the verbal humiliation as well. Telling her what she was, how he was going to pass her around. He told her that from now on he was only going to be giving her to dirty old men to use, or Muslim men who thought she was white garbage.
The orgasm ripped through her in waves. She almost screamed herself horse. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably. It went on and on.
Brian had moved back. Unknown to her, he’d grabbed his phone and filmed her from behind.
Legs shaking, twitching away, deep moans into the bed. Twice a long line of juice just poured out her pussy.
It seemed like it went on forever. She might have blacked out, Anna wasn’t sure, didn’t even care. Her brain was mush.
Brian just stayed silent. Filming from behind.
Eventually, she calmed down. Her mind clearing slightly, the world coming back into focus. She turned her head out of the bed onto her cheek, her dark brown hair covering her eyes, over her mouth.
Her breathing was a bit more steady, but Anna felt like she just ran a triathlon. She saw movement through her hair as Brian moved forward and undid the gag. It fell out her mouth, her jaw aching.
Brian gently stroked her hair away from her face. He had his phone pointing at her. She didn’t care.
“Oh my God,” she breathed. She had so many emotions. Her body hurt all over. Her jaw from the gag, her shoulders from still having her arms tired behind her. The muscles of her legs were still shaking, and the skin still sore from the slapping. Her ass cheeks were hot. Her pussy pulsed, and her ass was clenching and unclenching around the buttplug.
“How do you feel?” Brian asked, pointing the phone at her flushed red face.
She closed her eyes, “I don’t know” she mumbled. “Hurts. Feels good. I don’t know”
Anna wasn’t sure what had just happened. Her mind was foggy, disconnected. She wanted to go home, but, at the same time, she wanted to stay exactly where she was. The thought of standing up almost made her cry.
She felt a tear run down sideways over her nose. Was she crying? She didn’t think she felt sad, just overwhelmed.
“It’s ok,” he talked soothingly to her, “let it out”
Tears welled in her eyes. “What’s wrong with me?” she thought. Brian was hard again.
Brian, still filming, moved behind her. He slid his cock gently into her pussy. It squelched as he went in. She gave a light, almost defeated moan, as she felt him inside her. She was sore, sore but extremely wet. More tears ran down her face. He felt so big, bigger than he had done before.
Brian was filming his cock in her, then back to her face, switching between the two as he talked.
“It’s ok. A lot has happened tonight. You’ve accepted what you are. Given yourself over to me. You understand your place now.” He gently and slowly worked his cock in and out of her
“Yes…” she breathed back
“And you finally cheated on Mark. Not just casual sex, but really gave yourself to another man”
“Mmmm, yes, yes, I did” guilt was thrown into the mix.
“You took some hard punishment tonight, but still managed to cum. I’ve never seen a sub cum like that before”
Slowly in and out of her pussy.
Anna was sighing with each slow push inside her. “Oh my God,” she thought to herself, “I really am a big slut. I just can’t stop”
“Allowing Dan to make love to you. He looked so happy when he left, he really likes you. You like him too, don’t you?”
“Mmmmm, yes”
“I mean, really like him”
“Yes,” she breathed it out
“He treats you so nicely, talks about you all the time,” Brian carried on, talking softly to her, caressing her back and ass cheeks with one hand, filming with the other. All the while slowly in and out of her.
Anna had forgotten about Brian filming. Tears dried up, head dizzy with pleasure. She didn’t need to cum again, just feel Brian cock, filling her up.
He pulled all the way out and slowly pushed back in. She realised it was the buttplug. That was why he felt so big. It wasn’t because his cock had somehow grown, it was because her pussy had been made tighter from the huge plug in her ass. All her sensations down there were muddled up. Everything somehow connected. She didn’t bother thinking about it too much, just enjoyed the feeling.
“Do you think you could fall in love with him?” Brian carried on, “I know he’d love you back”
“Yes” she breathed it out
“Oh dear, poor Mark” Brian’s voice was still soft, mock concern added to it, “I wonder how he’ll take it?”
Anna just moaned, not knowing what to say. Brian was confusing her, it was difficult to think clearly.
Then with one last push deep, Brian unloaded. “Aaaahhhh” He let out a low sigh.
“Mmmmm” Anna replied when she heard and felt him, content to take another load.
With how tight everything was down there she could easily feel that fat cock twitching away as he pumped deep into her.
He stayed inside her. She felt the pull of the ropes holding her arms as he untied her. They just flopped down next to her once free, she had no desire to move. One leg free, then the other. It seemed to take him a while, like he’d tied them too tight or something. His cock moved around inside her as he shifted behind, threatening to fall out as it gradually got softer.
“No,” Anna thought to herself, “Not yet. Stay in me just a bit longer.” She tried to squeeze, holding on to him, but the effort was beyond her.
Anna opened her eyes, looking at Brian behind her. He was still filming. Dirty bastard had the camera tilted down at her pussy. He slowly pulled out. Her pussy let out that loud, dirty wet sound. The sound of air and wetness.
“Oooo, nice,” said Brian, “A proper used up cunt”
He had the camera lowered down to her pussy, close up, not missing a thing.
“Get up. Sit on the bed. Cross your legs”
Anna almost cried from the effort it took. She felt like she was made out of lead. As she sat, she felt the buttplug pushing up inside of her.
He stepped forward as she sat, legs crossed, on the edge of the bed, hands in her lap.
“Clean me” he ordered
Without complaint she put one hand on his hip, the other raised up his limp cock, and she took him in her mouth.
He tasted good. That heady taste of pussy mixed with cum. He filmed her as she did it.
“Look in the camera,” he said, “show everyone what a good clean up slut you can be”
She pulled his foreskin back, exposing the head. He jumped a bit as she took it in her mouth. “Slowly,” he chuckled
When she was done he beeped the phone off, throwing it on the bed, and got dressed.
Anna was tired, but started to get a tiny amount of energy. She looked around for her clothes. “What was I wearing?” she thought.
She needn’t have bothered. Brian picked up her discarded schoolgirl top and skirt, grabbed her heels, then pocketed his phone.
“Let’s go. You can go home like that, just put your coat on over the top”
They left the room, Brian in front, and started down the stairs. Seeing how shaky she was, Brian held out his hand for her to hold onto.
Her senses had returned now. She was tired, but feeling things again. Aching shoulders, sore legs, ass, breasts. Throbbing pussy, and that big plug in her ass. The buttplug felt both uncomfortable and erotic at the same time.
The sensation, along with her sore body, made her nipples rock hard. “Jesus,” she thought, “What’s wrong with me?”
Coat on and in the car, the cool night air waking her up. Brian put a towel down again on his seat, but he didn’t need to this time. The buttplug was keeping her pussy tight. She didn’t feel anything leak out.
She sent a text to Mark, saying she was coming home and that she loved him, the guilt about Dan still playing on her mind.
The car ride home was interesting. Every bump and jolt on the road made the buttplug move, giving her a thrill.
Brian talked to her as he drove, “Make sure you tell Mark everything, ok? That was always part of the arrangement. Don’t leave anything out”
She knew he was talking about Dan.
“Ok,” she replied, that guilty feeling in her stomach.
“No, not just “Ok”, I’m serious. I’m going to check, and if you lie to him or leave stuff out, it will look way worse”
He parked in the driveway of her house, put the handbrake on, and turned to her to continue the conversation.
“Tell him, agreed?”
“I will. I don’t know what he’s going to say, but I’ll tell him”
“Don’t worry. Whatever you feel for Dan doesn’t change your feelings for Mark.” He seemed to be giving her genuine advice. “Besides, I think he might actually get off on it. For a lot of cucks, that fear and jealousy is very arousing”
“Now, out you get, slut,” his tone changing, “it’s going to take him a while to clean you up tonight, and you’ve got a lot to tell him. Oh, clean that buttplug and have Mark drop it off tomorrow.”
Anna got out, holding her clothes in one hand, heels by the straps in the other, and went to the front door. The buttplug getting her aroused all over again as she walked.
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I’d fallen asleep at about 10pm, tired from a rough day with the kids, but woke back up not long after midnight. It was strange that she wasn’t back yet.
I quietly went out of the spare room and checked our bedroom, thinking perhaps that she’d gotten home, seen me asleep, and gone to bed alone, not wanting to wake me.
The light was still on downstairs and the bedroom was empty. It wasn’t until I was back in the spare room that I realised she would have texted me. I checked my phone again, seeing if I’d missed a text. Nothing.
Another hour went by. By 1:30am I was getting a bit worried. Thinking maybe I should text Brian. I had his number in case of emergencies, or if we needed to exchange information without Anna knowing.
I was just working up the courage to send a short text when I finally received Anna’s.
“Home in 5, baby. I love you”
Odd. She usually told me to be ready or something like that, eager to tell me what happened.
I stripped off, folded my clothes on the dresser, and waited, kneeling on the floor next to the bed, the regular position.
I heard the front door quietly open and close. My cock getting hard. I could barely hear her footsteps on the stairs as she came up.
I looked at her as she entered the room, and she smiled at me. I smiled back. God she looked like a mess. Hair all over the place, looking flushed and tired.
“Are you ok?” I said in a low voice, watching as she moved past me, putting clothes on the dresser next to mine, and dropping her shoes to the floor.
“Of course. Sorry it’s so late, it’s been a wild night” she looked at my cock, back in my eyes and slowly opened her coat, letting it drop off her shoulders to the floor.
She was totally naked except for the schoolgirl stockings. Her breasts and chest were red, lines like finger nail scratches over them. The inside of her thighs were bright red as well.
She had been treated roughly, I could tell. It should have made me worried, asking if she was alright, but her lack of concern just turned me on. Clearly, whatever she’d had done to her tonight she had enjoyed.
Anna turned around, looking back at me over her shoulder, showing off her body. Her ass was even more red, a darker red, and there was something black in between her ass cheeks.
“Brian put this in me to keep all the cum in,” she said, reaching behind with one hand, and pulling one cheek to the side, giving me a better view.
I could see the base of the buttplug and a slight sheen of wetness on her pussy lips.
“He had your ass finally?”
“That’s an understatement,” she smiled in response. “You’re going to have to take it slow, pulling it out. It’s very big”
God, my cock was twitching.
“Did he cum in there?” I asked, realising it was a stupid question.
“I’ve got a lot to tell you. Let’s get this out first and we can go from there”
It didn’t turn out to be that difficult. Anna was on all fours as I slowly pulled it out under her instructions, “Keep going, it’s fine, doesn’t hurt”
I pulled it out and handed it to her. I could see her anus close back as it slid out, but remained open about 5cm.
“Quick, on your knees, I can feel cum coming out my pussy”
I was back on the floor, Anna swung herself in front of my face. I could hear a squelch and cum started leaking out. I went in, eyes closed, and started gently licking the opening of her pussy, taking it slow, knowing she was probably sore.
“Baby,” she started talking. I opened my eyes to look in hers while I carried on. There was so much cum inside her. “There’s something I need to tell you. Yesterday at work…..”
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She told me everything. Meeting Dan, what he was like, how amazing the sex was (not fucking, “sex”), how much she liked him, how much he liked her.
I was so jealous. I thought I was going to cum without even touching my cock.
She said she was sorry, that she didn’t mean for it to happen. That she won’t see him again if I didn’t want her too. I didn’t say anything, I just kept eating her pussy.
Then she told me about Brian. Her mood changed a bit. More confident, less apprehensive, eager to share. How he’d face fucked her, tied her up, filmed her, spanked her body, throat fucked her, pummelled her ass, filling it with spit and cum.
The story went on so long that once I’d finished with her pussy she laid back, pulled up her legs, and told me to eat her ass.
She moaned softly as I ate her ass out. My tongue easily going inside.
We changed to me on my back and Anna squatted down over my face.
The first bit she pushed out missed my mouth, hitting me in the nose and cheek. She adjusted and I put my mouth and tongue right against her anus as she pushed more out, straight into my mouth this time. I almost choked on a mouthful of cum, but managed to swallow it.
She squatted over me, letting me lick her asshole, while she carried on telling me about the rest of her night.
Anna told me how her ass was gaping open, and Brian filling it with the buttplug. She said she’d had her first multiple orgasm. Describing it in detail. The emotions she felt afterwards. Brian again filmed her. How he fucked her, what he’d said, the confession about Dan, then finally having her clean him.
Anna said she could feel a bit left in her ass. She told me to keep it in my mouth, not to swallow it. She wanted me to dribble it into her mouth, she wanted to share it.
It was so hot. A big blob of what tasted like cum dropped in my mouth and I held it. Anna quickly laid down on her back, and I moved next to her.
Anna opened her mouth, put her hands around the back of my head and pulled me down to her. I let it run out my mouth onto her tongue. She pulled me to her and we kissed, sharing the cum, until, eventually, she swallowed it.
We kissed a bit longer. My cock, the head slick with pre cum, was catching her stomach as we kissed, sliding up and down. It was enough to make me start ejaculating over her.
“Aaawww, fuck” I said as my cock pumped 3 massive wads of cum over her.
She squeezed the last bit out with her hand and I rolled onto my back, feeling embarrassed, disgusted by myself, and jealous. I glanced at Anna. She was scooping my cum up off herself and eating it.
She took the last bit and rubbed it into her pussy, over her clit, using it as lube as she wanked herself off.
I watched, as she slowly built herself up, eyes shut, her spare hand gently running over her small, pert breasts. She kept a steady pace, first opening her legs wide, occasionally pulling on her nipples. As she got closer she bought her legs together, tensing up, pinching her left nipple harder.
Her face and chest flushed as she came silently, eyes and mouth tightly shut.
Anna let out a big breath, arm dropped out by her sides, breathing heavily, and looking totally spent.
30 minutes later, I carried her, in my arms, to the bedroom, where we fell asleep with her on my chest.
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We didn’t get a chance to talk much the following day. It was Saturday and we had been busy with various activities with the kids. I remember it well because I was desperate to talk about Dan, but just never had the chance.
Anna seemed extremely happy. Putting her arm around my waist any chance she got. Pecks on the cheek, warm smiles. She half laughed, half winced whenever she sat down, whispering to me that her ass cheeks hurt.
I had to do most of the parent work that day. The previous night’s adventures had worn her out, tiring her out quickly.
Brian sent a text to Anna in the morning, telling her to send me to his house at 3pm and return his buttplug.
I was nervous. I’d never met him in person. Why did he want me to drop it off instead of Anna?
I got to his place for 3 and knocked. Brian opened the door and told me to come in. He turned, went through the door straight ahead, just leaving me standing at his open front door. Entering, I closed the door behind me, holding onto the carrier bag which had the buttplug in it.
I took off my shoes and followed into the room he’d just disappeared into. I recognised his living room from Anna’s descriptions. His house was nice. He clearly had more money than we did. It was also spotlessly clean, neat, and ordered.
Brian had his back to me, hunched over the computer desk in the corner.
“Where would you like this?” I said politely. Should I call him “Sir”? It felt weird. I felt embarrassed. This guy had been balls deep in my wife’s ass last night. He’d given her her very first multiple orgasm.
The only times I’d ever seen him before were when he was sitting in his car waiting for Anna, or, most memorably, his back to me, bare ass moving backwards and forwards as he fucked my wife over his work desk.
“Throw it on the sofa”, he waved behind himself, not turning away from whatever it was that he was doing.
“Ok, er, sure” I kind of mumbled. I paused, unsure, and added, “So, erm, I guess I’ll see you later?”
“Wait,” he said with his back to me, “Stay there, we aren’t finished yet”
“Oh shit”, I thought, what did he want with me? I understood why Anna submitted to him so easily. He had this air of dominance about him. But maybe I only thought that because of everything Anna had told me?
I stood there, silently, as he worked on whatever it was that he was doing. I felt seriously intimidated.
“There, finally” he straightened up and turned. He was half a foot taller than me, maybe more. “Come here” he beckoned me over.
I move closer to him and his computer. I glanced at the screen to see a paused video of Anna. She was naked except for her schoolgirl stockings, laying back on a bed, propped up on her elbows, legs spread open.
“She told you we shot a few videos last night?” Brian was looking at me, studying my face for reactions.
I could feel my face was hot, blushing from embarrassment. My eyes darted between Brian and the computer screen. I felt my cock getting hard.
I nodded
“Good. It took me a while to transfer the second one across.” Brian paused “She told you everything about last night? She told you about Dan?”
My stomach dropped. My cock was stiff.
“Yes”
Brian smiled, “Excellent. I wanted to make sure you knew. So everyone knows where they stand”
Brian proceeded to tell me his version, which was pretty much identical. He added his own touches. That he could tell they liked each other. What he heard from downstairs while they “made love” upstairs. How long they were alone for. He went on to tell me the conversations he’d had with Anna, all the things she liked about Dan, and the way she talked about him.
“Now, just to be clear, I want to encourage it,” Brian had a little smile on his face, “It will be good for both of you”
I could feel my heart beating in my chest. My cock pushing hard against my jeans. If it hadn’t been for my t-shirt hanging below the belt level, my cock would have been quite visible poking out. Nevertheless, the bulge was quite obvious.
“I want her to have an emotional attachment to someone besides you.” I went pale, “Don’t worry, she’ll still love you, I just want her to have options”
“And,” he carried on, “It’s important for you to know you’re not that special. That you can be easily replaced. Understand?”
I nodded, like a dumb animal.
“Not good enough, cuck. Do you understand what I want?”
“Yes, Sir. I understand” My voice came out as a croak. God I was hard.
“You’re to encourage her, push her to spend time with him”
“Yes, Sir”
“If she sees you’re jealous, tell her it turns you on.” His eyes went down to my waist, “Which, clearly, it does”
“Ok, er, yes, Sir”
“Now, I want a bit of insurance, just so you don’t pussy out on me. Let’s make sure you’re committed, shall we?”
I didn’t know what he meant. I just stared at him.
“Strip” he said, slight smile on his face
We stood there, silently. The seconds ticked by. Nobody broke the silence. Finally, I started to remove my clothes.
Brian just watched.
I was fully naked, standing in front of him, very aware of my hard cock.
Brian looked at it, “No wonder she comes to me”, a dismissive tone in his voice.
He picked up his phone and started filming me.
“Name”
“Mark”
“Who’s that on the computer screen?” His camera turned to the screen, paused, then back to me.
“Anna, er, my wife”
“Go ahead, look at her.”
My eyes turned to the screen, seeing her lay there, showing off her pussy.
“And is that you filming the video of her?”
“No”
“Who’s filming it?” Mock surprise in his voice
“You are, er, Sir”
I was staring at the screen. Seeing how sexy she was.
“Sit in the chair and hit play. Don’t touch that cock until I say so”
I hit play and watched. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Brian moving the camera around. From me, down to my cock, back to the video on the screen.
I watched as she talked about being married, cheating on me, how I just let it all happen. I listened as Brian called her names, seeing how much she liked it. She goes on to say that she’ll let anyone fuck her.
I watch as she reaches down and scoops the cum up, starts wanking while she tastes it. She looks so comfortable on camera, not at all shy.
She swallows it and waves goodbye.
The video ends. My cock is twitching.
“Proper dirty bitch, isn’t she?” Brian said from the side, camera pointing at my face.
I can feel how red I am. I keep my eyes on the screen.
“Yeah, she’s a really dirty bitch”
“You haven’t seen nothing yet,”
He reaches across, closes that video and double clicks another.
Anna is tied up. I can’t see her face because it’s buried in the bed, but I can see the tattoo on her lower back.
She was bent over the bed, legs tied open, just as she described to me.
Her legs are shaking uncontrollably, she’s moaning, clearly in the middle of an intense orgasm. A line of juice dribbles out of her pussy and the camera zooms in close. Another, sticky and thick, followed the first.
The video moves in, and I see Brian’s hand gently move the hair out of her face and unhook the ball gag. She looks into the camera with those beautiful brown/green eyes of hers. She was a mess.
It was amazing. I watch her tears. I watch as Brian takes her again from behind. Anna was right, he had a huge cock.
“Start wanking. When you’re ready, lean back and cum over yourself”
I listened and watched as Brian asked her questions while slowly fucking her. When she got to the bit about being able to fall in love with Dan I blew my load over myself. It was too much. Shooting two big bursts up my chest, the rest running down over my thumb.
I sat there, Brian filming me. I felt horrible, covered in my cum.
He stopped the camera, went to the kitchen, and returned with some kitchen roll.
“Clean yourself up.”
I cleaned up while he talked.
“Now, I’m planning on a little bit of dogging for her, trying to find the right place with the right people,” he winked at me. “It will be in a few weeks. In the meantime, I want you to carry on fucking that ass. Keep her loose. Encourage her to keep meeting Dan, and, when I tell her about the dogging, you tell her that the idea really turns you on. Got it?”
“Er, yeah, ok. I mean, yes, Sir”
With that I left. I never told her what happened. Just that we talked about her and Dan, how she should keep seeing him.
By the evening, I was very excited for the dogging. I’d fuck her ass constantly over the next few weeks. The situation with Dan and the pending dogging was all I could think about.
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