So, this is a story about the fourth time I've fucked Drew. I've been obsessing about it, so I thought I'd write a story about it. Then I thought, hell, why not share it?
This time, the whole encounter started when I wrote him an email. He wrote me back instantly. Then he called me. He wanted to drive from Houston to Dallas to "dry rape my asshole" as he put it. Just hearing those words made me so fucking wet. I was really conflicted. I know this guy's an evil piece of shit asshole. But he's so cute (think Steven Baldwin). And I've never been with someone that can do what I need. Not only can he do it, but he likes the whole game as much as I do.
We had phone sex a few times. He's so graphic. So talkative. Telling me that as soon as he walks in, he's going to bend me over and rape my asshole dry. That it won't be for my pleasure at all. That he'll just use me for himself.
Finally I agree. He should definitely come. He calls me when he's close. He warned me not to lube myself, or else I'd really suffer. When the doorbell rang, my heart jumped into my throat. My stomach felt like it was doing back flips. I was so nervous... I open the door, and he walks in. Reality is different from even his own predictions. We actually chat a bit. Sit down. Watch tv. He sits really close to me though, but once he puts his arm around my shoulders, it starts - he starts kissing me. He smells so good. Tastes fucking great. He's fingering me.
I tell him we should go into the bedroom. He follows close behind me, pulling my shirt off as we go. He strips me. It feels weird to be naked, while he's still fully clothed. He's fingering me hard. Shoving at least 2 of his dry fingers into my asshole immediately. It burns. I'm trying to pull away from him. He turns me around, and pushes me down on the bed, but with my feet still on the floor. He's hissing into my ear about "this is what I drove 3 hours to do, you fucking slut." I start to panic a little. I feel his thick, hot, dry fucking cock try to force its way into my little asshole. It's a really scary feeling.
I try to turn around, but he's pushing my shoulders down, keeping me in place, pressing into me. I feel the head of his fat, dry cock sear into my little hole. I'm just reacting now. I know this is what I've always wanted, but the reality isn't quiet matching up to my fantasies. Even the last couple times he's done this to me, it hadn't hurt this bad. I really pull away from him. The burning pain in my asshole is intense. I'm begging him to just stop. I press my hips into the bed as hard as I can, tightening my asshole as much as I can so he won't be able to go in anymore. He tries a few extremely painful jabs to get in, but with the friction, and the position we're in, he stops.
I was hoping he'd let me have a break. Give me some kisses. Make my pussy a little wet, and use the lube to soften things up a bit... but that's not the case.
He pushes me up on the bed fully, on my stomach, flat on the bed. And he spreads my legs roughly with his knees. By this time, he's taken off his clothes somehow. I can feel his skin on my back.
His mouth is at my right ear. Whispering nasty shit to me. Telling me he's going to make me bleed. Telling me this is what getting my asshole raped feels like. The way I'm writing it, it might seem like it took him some time to reintroduce his fat cock to my already tender asshole, but it was only moments.
Moments until he was actually able to forcefully, and slowly... with agonizingly unmerciful thrusts, sink his hard, dry flesh into my asshole... telling me the whole time, that this is what he drove 3 hours to do. To rape my asshole dry.
"This is what getting your asshole raped feels like."
Telling me that he's making me his whore. Telling me that he's going to use me to get out all of his frustrations. My arm is caught under me in an uncomfortable angle, I try to pull it out, but he just pushes me harder into the bed, using his forearm on my shoulder blades to pin me down, while he uses, short, hard punches to go deeper into my burning hole.
"Daddy, daddy please...wait. Just wait a second. Let me try to get used it," I beg.
"Please daddy... omg, it hurts so much. It's burning. You're hurting me....."
"That's right. I'm going to hurt you. Like I told you, you're going to bleed tonight. I'm going to rip you a new asshole. It's going to take you a month to get over this."
All the while he's fucking me so hard.
I've been fucked up the ass before, but I always get used to the pain after a few thrusts. I was thinking this was going to happen this time too. That I can ride out the painful part. That it'll be over soon.
Maybe it was because I was so dry. Maybe it was because of the angle. Maybe it was because he'd already torn me up on the inside with his first violent thrust, but the pain never ebbed. It never got better.
His thrusts weren't smooth. They weren't all the way in, all the way out - they went from deep to deeper. Short punches that didn't really slide in and out of my flesh. Too much friction I think. It was more like with every thrust, he was churning my asshole in and out. Like the sides of my asshole were stuck to his dry, thrusting cock, and he was just going to turn me inside out if he pulled out all the way. I could feel the plunging effect in my stomach.
