Crossing Rose S Lines

This is my fantasy about meeting the man I've been sexting since joining Lit. He seems to like it so hopefully you do too.

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It wasn't until Rose was outside the bar they'd agreed to meet that the full weight of what she was doing hit her. She shuddered in the cold, braced herself and walked inside. What a difference a few weeks can make.

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This had all started one incredibly dull Monday that Rose was supposed to be working from home. As usual, on a quiet day when her husband was out, she was relishing the emptiness of her house by playing with herself, watching porn, and reading on literotica. Things had been tough for her marriage for a short while. Well, maybe a long while.

It's not that she didn't love him deeply or that she wasn't really attracted to him. Hell, for the majority of their relationship they hadn't been able to keep their hands of each other. Things had changed over the last few years though. You could see from a quick glance of her ovulation tracker that it hadn't been that way for a while now. Sex was down to once a month, if that, and the sex they were having was nothing like the rough, cum drenched, fuck sessions they used to be. Truth be told, Rose was becoming frustrated.

Looking for an outlet she had decided to write some fantasies of her own. It could have ended at that. A creative writing exercise she did while her husband was out to keep the horniness at bay, however, upon finishing it she had the urge to share her story on Literotica. Hey, maybe someone else could get some enjoyment from the labours of her sexual frustration?

Not really knowing how Literotica worked she hadn't realised that every story needed to be modded and that would take time. No matter, now she had login details she would browse the rest of the site while she waited for it to be published. She came across the Iive chat section and curiously tapped on the login button.

A quick browse told her everything she needed to know. There was a lot going on and her phone couldn't really handle the interface so she went to close it off but before she did a number of chat invitations appeared from others. Tapping through, none seemed to really stand out until she got to the final one.

"I bet you love being choked and slapped when you're fucked"

Rose laughed. Well this man clearly likes to get right to the point.

"I do, are you offering?" She replied chuckling. Ok, this chat thing seemed fun.

"Absolutely, I like when a girl likes it rough. What's your age/location?"

"30s, Uk, and you?" She replied, not wanting to be too specific. She was already feeling like she was doing something wrong and giving out her exact location seemed like a line she shouldn't cross. His next sentence, (unknowingly to him) locked her in - he was in his 40s and lived in the same city as her. Something about this stranger being quite close by made his question about choking and slapping as he fucked her seem less amusing, and more arousing instead. Her pussy clenched.

Their conversation continued and the more they chatted, the more it seemed they were very aligned in their sexual tastes. Particularly when it came to anal.

Rose had loved anal for years at this point but it had been so long since she had felt the sensation of having her arse stretched around someone's cock. She missed it and here was this man talking about much he wanted it too.

"Stick your finger up your arse, now." her online friend demanded. Rose dutifully did as she was told. Fuck, she thought, this is so hot.

***

They moved onto another chatting platform and the sordidness continued for a few hours. She had fun hearing about all the dirty things he wanted to do to her and about all his turn-ons. She eventually told him that she lived in the city too. The line she had given herself only a few hours ago of not providing this information was crossed.

"Can I see some photos of you?" He had asked.

"Ehhh, no I'm not sure I should. I'm in a relationship. Maybe we should just talk? I don't think I should cross that line?"

"I'm in a relationship too, and I certainly don't want any of this affecting my real life either. It's not like we will ever physically meet up. I can keep it secret if you can."

Was she going to do this? Share pictures with a man she didn't know? Hell, a man who lived in her city? It wasn't a big place really. Maybe she had even met him before.

No, I can't do it, she thought. That's it. That's the end of the conversation. Her finger hovered over the "close tab" and the realisation came fast. She could not end this conversation. The feeling in the pit of her stomach was one of pure exhilaration. She put her hand between her legs. She was so wet. The decision was made.

"I can share mine first if you like?" He said. Rose noticed he'd been really reassuring throughout their chat. He was always checking in on what she wanted and getting to know her boundaries. It was an odd thing to think, given they both acknowledged they were sort of cheating on their partners and he had been talking about how much he wanted to brutalise her, but he seemed to be like a genuinely nice person.

She had expected to find him attractive if his description of himself was true and she was not disappointed. He looked exactly as described. He looked so fucking hot. Nervously, she snapped a few photos and returned the favour.

"I love how you look. I think we'd make a cute couple?." Rose agreed.

She had said no photos. Now, moments later, another line had been crossed.

"Now, I would love to see your pussy. Send me it and don't delete. I want to keep it." There's no way she could do that, Rose thought, but the feeling of needing submit to his requests was rising in her. And she fucking loved it.

***

The conversation continued for several days and they began to settle into a familiar rhythm. Talking fantasies for the most part, but casually chatting about their lives and sharing sordid pictures and videos too. He began to request specific things daily; a photo of her on all fours, a photo of her leashed and naked, a video of her sucking a newly bought dildo. It escalated each day. In return she got see his how aroused he was at her submission. The photos of his throbbing cock filled her mind as she tried to go about her daily life. She was becoming consumed with the thought of worshipping it.

"If we ever met, where would you fuck me first?" Rose asked during one session.

"Definitely your arse. You love anal so much, it would be rude not too."

"I am a bit obsessed with ass play yeah. I've been having a fantasy about us"

"Tell me more." He answered quickly. He was clearly intrigued

"We both agree that physically touching each other is a line we don't want to cross and as such, we will never meet. Well I had a fantasy about meeting in a bar with you. You give me a butt plug, make me take it to the toilet and insert and remove my panties. It's silly I know. I just like to fantasise."

"If you offered that, it would be really hard to say no" was the response.

Rose couldn't believe what she was about to respond. She took a deep breath and began to type.

Another line had been crossed.

***

It was a week later when Rose found herself walking into the bar they'd agreed upon. She noticed him straightaway and the feeling of arousal and attraction overwhelmed her. She felt like she was walking into a lion's den.

"Hey" she said, her voice breaking a little with nerves as she's sat down next to him. "It's so nice to meet you in the flesh"

He appraised the woman he had been calling fuckpet over the last few weeks and smiled. Rose felt guarded initially as she was worried that the sexual tension between them would be too much and she might embarrass herself. She wanted to do everything she could to please this man she barely knew. What if she was a disappointment?

It wasn't long before he brought up the reason they'd agreed to meet. He passed her a small package. "You know what to do, fuckpet." Rose was shaking as she took the package to the bathroom to complete her task.

Opening the package slowly, the beautiful baby-blue jewelled butt plug fell out of the plastic packaging. It felt weighty in her hand. Her stomach flipped. She could walk away now and nothing would have happened, she thought. Her mind was set.

She pulled out the small bottle of lube and began to remove her panties and lift up her dress. She had been sure to wear stockings rather than tights to make sure her pussy was completely bare when she went back to the table as he had requested. Rose lubed her tight asshole and slowly began to push the plug against it. The cold metal plug filled her slowly. It was a little uncomfortable for a second but she adjusted and felt it sink into place. She had been made for this. She snapped a few photos, readjusted her clothes and hair and returned to the table.

He had a huge smile on his face when she got back. The feel of the plug was intensely arousing and she felt her juices leak from her pussy. She sat down tentatively at the table and brought out her phone to share the photos. His eyes turned to her and the intense arousal he was feeling was palpable. It looked like he wanted to devour her. She looked at his lips. She really wanted to kiss him, but she remained in place. They'd agreed not to touch. She swallowed hard.

Their conversation continued. They spoke in low voices, him, teasing her about what an anal slut she was, her, wholeheartedly agreeing. The desire Rose was feeling was all encompassing. She knew in her heart that he could ask anything of her right now and she would give it to him. Her ass continued to throb with the invasion of the plug.

They had planned to leave around 9, neither wanting to arouse the suspicion of their other halves but as they stood up to leave Rose felt like she might cry. The intense need to be used and fucked by him was overwhelming. He looked thoughtful as he made a gesture for her to lead the way from the bar.

The cold air greeted her stockings-covered legs and she clenched as it reached her pussy and plugged arsehole. She was so distracted for a second that she had no time to react when she felt the back of her coat roughly grabbed and she was directed to the alleyway by the side of the bar.

Before Rose knew it, she had been spun around and pressed against the freezing brick wall of the pub. The alleyway was completely dark but she could see his face and the hunger in his eyes, and feel his hands pulling at her dress. Within seconds he had plunged two fingers into her soaking wet cunt. His mouth was on hers and she kissed him back hungrily. She only stopped when the feeling of him invading her cunt with his fingers became too much. She leant her head back and let out a loud moan. It echoed in the cold night air.

"Shut up my little fuckpet or everyone will hear what a whore you are." He clamped his hand against her mouth and picked up the pace, fucking her furiously with his fingers. She began to climax and she knew that if he didn't have his hand on her mouth, the stifled sounds she was making would have been a scream.

"I need to get you somewhere private." He said, looking at her almost pleadingly. "Do you want to come to a hotel? I know we said that we could meet without things getting physical but I NEED to defile you. Everything we said in those chats. I want it to happen. Do you?"

She nodded, not breaking eye contact.

The final line was crossed.

***

They managed check in as quickly as possible and made there way to the lift. Once inside they began kissing passionately.

"I am going to fuck that arse of yours right now. It is mine." He stated this as a matter of fact. The elevator pinged not a moment too soon and he grabbed her arm and hauled her quickly along the corridor to their room. He pushed her inside and almost slammed the door behind them. They were finally alone.

They removed their coats and shoes quickly. In their haste, she almost hit him with her heels as she kicked them off. He took two bounds towards her, and ripped her dress over her head in seconds. There she stood, in stockings, bra and butt plug only. He took her in for a second before the relentless escalation continued, pushing her back onto the bed and spreading her legs.

He pulled at the butt plug, freeing her hole for his cock. Rose gasped as he replaced the feeling off the plug with the feeling of his probing dick. Within seconds he was buried completely in her ass. He knew she could take it given how many videos she's sent to him of her using a thick rubber dildo to fuck herself. She was ready for this.

The pace was fast and brutal. All those weeks of sexual frustration were being released in one huge explosion. Rose looked at his eyes but the look of the friendly and playful man she had met earlier were replaced with those of an animal.

His hand reached out and gripped her throat, keeping her in place so he could fuck her harder and faster. Rose gasped, barely able to catch a breath as she felt his weight push down on her. The orgasm was intense and she was completely lost in the ecstasy of this moment, but she was brought back harshly as she felt his hand release her throat and she registered the sting of a sharp slap across her face. He harshly pulled her bra down to her waist and continued his assault on her. Slapping her heaving tits again and again. His breathing changed and she felt him spurt his load into her ass. He pulled out and a final stream of his cum covered her stomach.

They were panting heavily as they looked at each other, registering what had happened.

The night had only just begun.