So I’m a single mom.  I got pregnant in high school and luckily, with the support of my parents, was able to have my daughter and still finish getting my GED and my AA for the junior college in town.  I was 24 y/o and my daughter, Kalie, was entering 3^rd grade.  I had my own apartment and car and had a pretty good job working at a small law firm as an office manager. It was a good job and my life was pretty fulfilled.  The only thing I really missed was a relationship.  I mean, Kalie’s father was in the mix till I started showing in High school then that was over.  To tell you the truth, after him, I shied off guys for a while.  When Kalie was 3 there was this one guy that I dated for a couple, three months but he ditched me because I had just a bit too much responsibility for a 21 y/o to deal with.  He wanted to go to clubs and bars and get drunk, and occasionally I would get to go, but I always maintained a low level, knowing that I had to go home to Kalie at the end of the night.

            Since him, coming up on 4 yrs now, I haven’t had sex.  Well, I did have a one weekend stand with this guy from out of town that a friend set me up with, but he doesn’t count.  Basically, I’ve had sex one in the last 4 years.  Sad, uh?  Anyway, I still consider myself quite lucky and my life seems fulfilled but I do miss the sex.  I have a couple of toys that get me by, but I do miss the real thing.

            About three months ago, I met this guy Jake.  Jake worked for a local messaging service, the kind that picks up important papers that can’t be faxed or emailed and deliverers them around town.  He was new to the service.  Right away he started hitting on me.  He was just a few years older than me and he wasn’t too bad to look at but I wasn’t sure about it and politely declined.  Some of the secretaries and even the one lady lawyer in the firm all teased and encouraged me to accept the offer.  I think they could feel my sexless pain.  A couple a times a week, Jake would show up to either gather or drop off documents and pretty much every time he would ask me out for coffee or drinks or dinner, and every time, the girls in the office would harass me to go but I had my little girl to look after. 

I would often go home after a long day at work, and after fixing dinner and playing or reading to Kalie, would finally get her down for the night.  I’d pour a glass of wine and run a nice warm bath and read some cheesy romance novel.  That was my only release.  But something started to happen.  As I read about steamy sex or made up my own fantasies, I would often have a picture of Brad Pitt or  Mathew McCounghey or someone as I masturbated.  But now, the face of the man I was seducing in my fantasies or in my books was that of Jake.  Foolishly, I told one of the girls at work my little secrete to which she promptly gathered the other girls and discussed what they were going to do with me.

The next day, almost as if it was ‘planned’, Jake showed up in the office.  He and I again flirted a bit and once again he asked me out.  I again declined his invitation but that’s when the girls sprung into action.  They all usually teased me in private about going out with Jake but this time they did it in front of him.  Janet, one of the secretaries, immediately came out and just blurted out that “She would love to go out with you, if you make it more than just drinks.  I think a nice dinner would be better, don’t you, Jake?”  I must have turned three different shades of red in embarrassment.  The other girls also jumped in.  “Yes, and dancing, too.  I think you two should go dancing, too”, Jamie chimed in. 

Jake took it in stride.  He gave us all a little coy smile then walked out the door.  We all thought he was overwhelmed and embarrassed, but to our surprise, he returned a few moments later with this ugly little red flower that grows outside our building.  He handed it to me and asked one last time if I would go out on a date with him.  “Yes. Yes, Yes!” each of the other women said independently.  I was still about as red as the flower he just gave me.  I quietly utter a yes.  He smiled another cute, coy smile at me and pumped his fist to the other girls.  Janet rushed over and wrote out my phone number on a piece of paper and gave it to him.  He extended his hand and I reached out to shake it to which he, while glancing up at the others before staring directly into my eyes, took my hand and kissed it.  “I’ll call you tonight to make plans, if that’s alright?”  Janet was happy to answer for me, “Yes!  That will be great.  But after what, 9?”  I shook my yes.  “Great,” Jake said, “I’ll call you after 9.”  He strolled out of the office.  The other women all tortured me about it.  They all had such a good laugh at my expense.

That night, sure enough, about a quarter after nine, I get a phone call.  Luckily, my daughter was already asleep.  I had drawn my bath and was just getting in when he called.  He and I chatted for a little while about what happened earlier in the office.  He was kind and we made our arrangements for that weekend.

Jake picked me up at my apartment at 6 on the dot.  I had made arrangements with my parents to take Kalie for the weekend in anticipation for the date.  I looked awful sporting a pair of jeans and a collared white shirt and a blazer.  I didn’t own any really cute clothes anymore.  In fact, the only thing I really even had that was the least bit sexy was a white cotton thong.  I just didn’t own any sexy underwear.  I still had a couple of pairs that I still owned but they were a bit too small now.  I had put on about 10 or 12 pounds since the last time I wore them.  I am not fat, I just gained a little extra weight.  I am most embarrassed about my little pooch of my stomach.  I gave Jake the quick dime tour of my apartment.  Of course, mostly it was of Kalie’s things, her drawing and such.  He wasn’t all that impressed. Jake looked ruggedly handsome in Kakis and a blue Polo button down collared shirt.   I did my OCD check list a couple of times then we were out the door.

He drove us which made me a little nervous.  I was in his hands.  I couldn’t just leave if I didn’t like the way things were going.  He made small talk but I really didn’t speak much.  I knew Jake could tell I was an amateur at dating and was nervous.   We went to a Chilli’s like restaurant for dinner.  I eyed the menu but when I can never pick what I want to eat, especially on a date, not that it mattered since Jake took the initiative and ordered me a Grilled Chicken Salad.  He also ordered us another pitcher of margaritas, pouring the last of the first pitcher into my glass.  We ate our dinners, his a full juicy steak and my salad as he ordered one more pitcher of margaritas.  I tried to wave him off when he went to pour me another glass, but he knocked my hands away from my glass and poured it anyway.  I don’t get to drink much, only a glass of wine at night a couple of times a week.  As such, I was already quite buzzed and on my way to being full blown drunk.  Yet, he continued to serve me the margaritas.  I didn’t even realize till I stood to leave how intoxicated I actually was.  My head felt heavy and I knew that I was going to end up puking at the end of the night.

Jake paid our tab and escorted me back to his truck, wrapping his arm around me partly to help me partly to hold me close.  He really was quite charming.  I felt close to him.  It was probably because I hadn’t been drunk in such a long time, but I was comfortable and warm.  I felt secure under his arm and I admitted to him that I was feeling quite fine after the margaritas.  He opened my door for me but before I could climb in he pulled me close by my blazer and kissed me.  At first it was shock but I immediately allowed his tongue to slip past my lips.  I welcomed the feeling that I had missed for so long.  I was getting into the kiss but he broke from me.  I wanted to kiss more but he clearly was experienced and knew to leave me wanting more.  I climbed up into his truck and he shut the door.

In the truck on the way to a club, I really started feeling drunk; not buzzed, but drunk!  I think it was partially by Jake’s quick moves driving that really made me start spinning a bit.  I asked him if it would be alright if we didn’t go dancing.  I explained that I normally don’t drink that much and that I was really feeling drunk and that I didn’t think I could handle dancing.  He said he didn’t mind and asked where I wanted to go.  As much as I enjoyed kissing him and was having a pretty good time, I really just wanted to go home and lie down for a little while.  But to Jake, I just said that we could just go back and talk some more at my apartment.

I fumbled with my keys in the lock and was giggling like a school girl.  Jake I think was getting a little annoyed at the night and eventually took the keys from me and unlocked the door.  I invited him inside and immediately kicked off my shoes as I told him to make himself comfortable while I went to go pee.  I shucked my blazer also as I returned.  Jake had poured us a glass of wine and was sitting on my couch waiting patiently.  I really didn’t want or need anything else to drink but he insisted.  I sipped away on mine and we chatted about I don’t even remember.  The next thing I knew we were kissing again.

It was different this time.  It wasn’t as sweet and nice.  It was now hard and fast.  Jake pushed his weight on me and we slid back in the couch.  He was on top of me, kissing me hard as his hands roamed my body on top of my clothes.  Man, it did feel wonderful to have a man’s touch on me and I really did want and need this, but that little voice of reason in my head was yelling at me to stop it.  I didn’t listen right away.  He broke our kiss and kissed the sides of my neck and up to my ears (my weak spots) and back around to my lips.  His hands that were once just tracing my body had now been focused on my boobs as he roughly groped them.  Ah it was wonderful but the voice got louder and even though I was drunk, knew that I had to stop it.  I quickly backed him off. 

“Jake…this is soooo wonderful and you are such a good kisser but we have to stop.  I…I don’t do this.  I mean I want to but not tonight.”  I really did want to.  The other voice in my head was whispering to me to rip my clothes off, rip his off and jump on him.  I was rout for that voice but listened to the other one.  Jake was a little ticked I could tell.  He wanted more.  I did too but it was not going to happen this night.  But I made a deal that the next date I was going to let him fuck the shit out of me!

Jake did stop and sat up not saying anything.  He took a couple of deep breathes and I could tell he was pissed.  I was going to make it up to him the next date.  I sat up adjusting my shirt and my hair and told him I was sorry again.  I leaned up and kissed him on his lips, stupidly.  One peck led into two, then three and we were back at it again.  He wrapped his arms around my back and my own around his as we kissed passionately.  He started to lean me back again wanting to continue but he as we kissed I was able to signal “no”.  He broke the kiss from me and pulled away.  He was really pissed/disappointed now.  He informed me that he had to go.

He took another sip of wine and stood.  I didn’t want him to go but I knew he should.  I immediately jumped up, still buzzing quite severely and grabbed for his hand as he reached the door.  He opened it and I leaned in for one more quick kiss.  We kissed briefly in the door before he broke it and stepped out telling me “goodnight.”  I said mine and slowly shut the door as he stepped away from the door.

I leaned up against the closed door and closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths hating myself for not fucking him.  I didn’t realize it but I guess I said that out loud.  I stepped from the door just as Jake walked back through it.  It startled me as I turned.  “Did you forget something,” I curiously asked?  “No.” he said as he threw the door shut behind him as he stepped to me and grabbed me around the waist.  He pushed me up against the wall and began to kiss me hard all over again.  Unlike the last time, this time his hands were quickly on my chest as his weight kept me pinned to the wall.  I encompassed my arms around his neck as I felt his hands between my boobs.  With one sudden move, he ripped my shirt open.  It was hard and fast and I was totally not used to that.  It was something out of one of my books or something.  I would have said something but his mouth was deeply enthralled in mine.  His hands were immediately on my upper stomach and moving north under my bra.  He pushed it over my bare breast and ripped it also, right between the cups.

I was a little scared and extremely turned on by his power.  However, my natural tendency was to cover myself in front of this man.  I quickly moved my hand from around his neck to my own chest.  He took a hold of my wrist and forcefully moved them up above my head where he held them in one of his own hands.  I probably could have gotten out of his grip but I was losing all control.  I was way too drunk and way too horny and in desperate need of getting some to fight him off. 

With his dominate right hand, he touched my nude chest.  He fondled and messaged my tits careful but to with force, mauling my flesh and lightly twisting and pulling my nipples.  He wasn’t there too long though.  His hand started sliding south.  His mouth was encircling mine and I was unable to stop this.  His hand tickled down my belly and I squirmed in resistance as he circled my navel in lightly a couple of times before he slid down further south.  As he touched the top of my jeans, I got an overwhelming sense to stop.  I pulled my hand from him his grasp still above my head and immediately grabbed the wrist of his right hand.  He quickly grasped in and brought it back up above my head and took a firmer, very hard and slightly hurting grasp with his left hand as his right hand made its decent again.  As he neared my jeans again, I again tried to pull away but he held me tighter against the wall.  He snuck his knee in between my legs and was rubbing it in my crotch.

He quickly undid my belt and began to work on the button.  I started to squirm in protest.  He broke the kiss and his attempt to get into my pants and let go of my arms.  He grabbed my face roughly in his hands on both sides and looked hard into my eyes, saying, “You want this MORE than I do. Quit fucking playing and DON’T MOVE!”

I was shocked and horrified.  How did he know this?   He was so forceful and demanding that I got scared and froze in place.  A tear escaped from my eyes as he still held me hard between his hands staring still into my eyes.

He returned with both hands to my jeans.  I was too nervous and scared to make a move.  I just stood frozen against the wall as Jake undid my button and zipper.  I held my breath  as he quickly  hooked his thumbs into the waist of my jeans and panties and worked them down my thighs to my knee.  He looked back up at me forcefully and leaned in and began to kiss me hard but erotically.  I accepted him back into my mouth.  We kissed for several seconds before his hands began to play with my boobs again.  I was hot.  His jean-clad knee was again in my crotch and he started rubbing it over my slit.  His hands on my boobs and his knee in my crotch, he began to rhythmically rub his knee between my legs.  The friction of his rub made me instantly wet.  He toyed with my nipples with his thumbs, flicking them up and down. 

Jake moved his hands around my waist.  He grasped my ass and roughly pulled and rubbed my cheeks.  He slapped my ass hard in the distance he was able to use from the wall.  He moved up my back.  Suddenly, he yanked my hair down with great force.  It hurt and I let out a small yelp.  He began to kiss all around my neck.  He kept his knee rubbing up and down my slit.  He took his left hand and moved it around to my face.  He was still pulling with a lot of force forcing my head backwards.  He moved his left hand around to my mouth.  He returned to my neck and began sucking and kissing it as he forced his fingers into mouth.  I toyed with them with my tongue as if giving him a blowjob.  He let his grip on my hair go and began to kiss me on my mouth again as his hands again slid down my back.  Back to my ass again his hands went, pulling and stretching my ass.  He pulled my cheeks apart and I felt pressure at my ass.  He forced his tongue into my mouth hard as I felt more and more pressure at my ass.  No one and nothing had ever been in my ass before and I didn’t want anything in it either.  He pushed harder and I felt myself open slightly to accommodate the tip of his finger.

More pressure was felt as he pushed his finger deeper into my ass.  It wasn’t comfortable.  I would have screamed out but his mouth was all over me.  He gave it more pressure and it slid in deeper then slowly started to withdrawal.  It was almost out when he pushed it back deeper into me.  He continued this rhythm.  Together with his knee sliding on my clit and his right hand roughly messaging my boobs, I felt an orgasm start to build up.  I was scared, upset, and mad at myself for feeling in ecstasy the way I did.  I felt trapped and full as he continued his assault in my ass with his finger.

I was really pissed at myself as my orgasm crept closer.  I wanted to deny it from him.  But suddenly, his knee was gone from my crotch.  I opened my eyes as he looked down my body.  I felt a shift in his weight as he started to step in the crotch of my jeans and thong and began pushing them down.

“Step out of them,” he ordered me.  I started to do as instructed.  As I pulled one leg up, he forced the finger in my ass deeper.  It was so uncomfortable.  I grunted in pain at the fullness in my ass and tried to bare down to expel his finger without success.  I managed to pull my foot out of one side of my jeans.  I started to pull my other leg out and again he forced his finger a little deeper into my rectum.  I let out another groan of discomfort and pain as I pulled my other foot out. 

He began once again to fuck my ass in and out with his finger.  He reached up again with his free hand and harshly yanked my hair back down causing me to once again scream out in pain.  “You like this, don’t you?  You like my finger buried in you ass.”  I shook my head no, my hair still tightly gripped by his hand as he stared down into my eyes.  He pulled my hair harder, saying, “Don’t lie.  Tell me how much you like it.  You are enjoying this.  You wish my fingers were bigger so I could fuck you harder in you ass, don’t you?”  I again shook my head no.  “Tell me how you like it.  Tell me!”  He shoved his finger harder into my ass and pulled my hair equally harder.  I was in to much pain to argue.

I quickly shook my head in agreement.  “Yeah, I knew you did.”  Then suddenly he pulled out of my ass and let go of hair and stepped back from me.  My bowel suddenly felt very empty.  I felt my ass slowly shrink back close.  He stared at me but I didn’t move.  I still was scared and stood frozen against my wall.  He looked me up and down and I suddenly felt very naked and self conscious about my body. I started to move my arms to cover myself but Jake ordered me to stop.  “Take that shirt and that ratty bra off.”  I followed his orders, too scared of what he may do if I didn’t.  I dropped it on the floor next to my waded up jeans.  I again started to cross my arms over my naked body as I was really embarrassed.  “No, no, no…spread you arms out.”  I did as told.  “Turn around slowly,” he said as he made a motion with his finger.

Jake began unbuttoning his shirt and pulled it from his jeans.  He tossed it over the chair.  He was starting to undo his jeans when I turned to face the wall and he fell out of sight.  “Freeze,” he said as I could hear him move and the jingle of his belt as he pulled them off and tossed them over the chair again.  “Bend over.”  I again did as I was told.  “Now reach back.  Reach back and spread you cheeks.”  I was extremely worried and quickly glanced over my shoulder at him, seeing him standing there naked except for his boxer briefs.  “Do it.”  I looked back at the wall and slowly reached back and began to pull my ass apart. 

I stayed bent over, spreading my ass while he glared at me from my rear.  “Turn around.”  I stood back up, letting go of my own ass and slowly turned back around to face him, crossing my arms across my body once again.  “Don’t cover yourself.”  I dropped my arms again.  I glanced up and down his hard body.  He was in quite good shape, tight not muscular.  I couldn’t help but glance at the large bulge hiding behind his underwear.  Jake made a motion with his hand in a downward motion.  “Lean against the wall and slide down.”  I didn’t make a move.  He said it again more forcefully and I didn’t move.  He got a hard look in his eyes and took a quick step at me like he was going to hit me.  My reaction was to turn my head, throw up my arms and squat down just a bit.

When I did look back up, Jake was standing in the same spot.  “Squat down more.”  Scared that he might actually hit me now, I did as he ordered and slid further down the wall, my knees parting as I did.  He kept on motioning me down further till my ass was about a half foot from the carpet, then told me to freeze.  “Spread your leg wider.”  I did.  “Now, touch yourself.  Let me see you touch yourself.”  I slowly moved my hands down to my crotch.  I slowly started to touch myself.  I couldn’t look at him.  I was too embarrassed at what I was doing.

“Look at me.”  I glanced up at him out of my periphery.  “Look at me.”  I moved my head just enough to look at him.  “Use both hands.  I want to see you finger yourself.”  I took in a deep breath and slid my index finger over my clit several times then into my pussy.  I repeated this a couple of more times.  “Taste yourself.  Tell me how good you taste.”  I looked up into eyes and by his look I knew it wasn’t a choice, I had to do it.  I slowly inched my finger up close to my mouth.  I just kind of placed it on my lip.  “Come on.  Take it in your mouth.  Make believe its my dick.”  He flashed a quick smile.  I slowly opened my lips.  I pushed my finger inside my mouth, making sure not to touch it with my mouth.  “Close your mouth.  Come on, suck that finger.”  I closed my lips around my finger and withdrew my finger from my mouth.  “Good girl.  Do it again.  Like a blowjob this time.  I opened my mouth again and pushed my finger inside and began to suck it.  I played with it with my tongue. I was ordered to finger myself again and again taste my own juices, this time with two fingers.  I did as ordered, staring up into his eyes as I did.  I really got a sense of my own taste that time.  It was kind of musky tasting, not what I expected.

Jake stepped up to me, his bulge a foot in front of me.  “Take me out.”  I reached up and pulled the thin cloth of his underwear down to mid thigh revealing a splendid erection.  It wasn’t overly large or long.  Jake also was hairless.  I had never seen a totally hairless guy before.  I, myself didn’t even shave or wax.  I trimmed myself but I still had hair down there.

“Now, suck me like you did your fingers.”  I accepted him into my mouth.  I started sucking him good and long.  My previous boyfriends had always said I gave good blowjobs and I was determined to give him a good one.  As scared as I was, I thought that if I could get him to cum, he would be finished and would leave.  If he left, there would be no way I’d ever see him again.

I played with his dick with my tongue in between taking him deep.  His breathing intensified as he arched his back in ecstasy.  I felt proud that I was doing a good job for him.  It was a couple of minutes till I felt his dick start to jump in my mouth and I tasted the long forgotten saltiness of his precum in my mouth.  I started to prepare myself for his load.  I wasn’t sure if he was going to cum in my mouth or pull out and do it on my face and chest.  Never the less, I really started to work hard trying to send him over the edge.  But suddenly, he withdrew from my mouth.  He pushed his boxer briefs all the way down and off, stepping out of them.

He reached down and took a hold of my nipple, pulling it and me up standing.  He pulled me by the nipple toward the couch.  As we got closer he stopped in front of the coffee table.  I continued toward the couch, my nipple still in his grasp, but he yanked me back.  He sort of threw me by my nipple down onto the coffee table.  It wasn’t like a brutal throw, but it did hurt.  He pushed me face down onto the cool surface of the wood coffee table.  I started to almost panic as my mind raced with what he was going to do.  I knew I was going to get fucked, but I wasn’t sure if he was going to fuck me in my ass that he showed such a keen interest in, or perhaps he was going to whip or spank me.  I was petrified with fear.

Strangely though, Jake moved my hair from my back and gently but firmly began to give me a back massage. He really worked my tightened with fear muscles.  He worked my back for about a good half hour, massaging every muscle in my back, skipping my ass and working my legs and thighs.  Every time he would get close to my pussy, I think he could feel me tense up in anticipation for something to be shoved in me, but it never came.  He even started massaging my ass muscles and again I was nervous, expecting another finger shoved up my ass, but it didn’t come.  He tenderly worked me over.

I was sobering up fast now.  The massage was wonderful and for some reason I began to trust him again.  I started to think that all that had happen, him being forceful at me was because he was very dominate and he knew I wanted it.  I was pissed he knew I wanted it.  I wasn’t even really sure if I wanted to be treated that way.  How the hell could he know what I wanted or needed?

I was starting to really relax.  Jake started to really work my gluts.  I still tensed up at first as he would pull my ass cheeks apart but soon learned to relax.  He was also working my thighs really well.  As he moved to the inner thigh, I instinctively spread my legs wider.  He massaged up and down my inner thigh, getting closer and closer to my pussy.  I felt his fingers lightly dance across it.  Up until that point, he had not touched me there.  Little by little, he touched me more and more, and I started to grow wet again.

Soon, his fingers were dancing only on my clit and my slit.  He would lightly open my lips with a little pressure then let it relax back.  Again and again he did this. I was quite enjoying myself.  Finally, my anticipation was correct and his finger lightly pushed thru my folds and inside me.  It was gentle and nice.  He twisted his fingers around and around inside me.  I again started to feel an orgasm grow.  His fingers would hit just at the right spot.  His other hand slid under and was vigorously rubbing at my clit.  I was so relaxed and it fell so wonderful.

Suddenly, his fingers were gone.  I felt his weight shift up my back.  He again started at my shoulders and began to massage them.  He bent down and kissed the back and sides of my neck and continued further down.  I thought he would stop when he reached the small of my back but he didn’t he continued right down my cheeks.  He slightly roughen hands parted my cheeks and I felt kiss to the inside of them. His finger was once again fucking my pussy as he continued planting soft kisses on my bottom.  He slowly withdrew his moisten finger from me and slid it upward toward my ass.  I felt pressure again at my hole.  I didn’t enjoy it but after that wonderful massage, I didn’t make a move.  With great pressure, I felt his finger slid into my ass again.  He buried it deep into me and began to rotate it around inside me again.  He withdrew it and again inserted it several time, loosening me up more.  He then withdrew his finger.

I was absolutely shocked when I felt something else at my back door.  At first I didn’t recognize what it was but soon figured it out.  Jake had his tongue on my ass.  I had never even heard of this and the thought alone disgusted me.  Still, I laid still there on the cool coffee table face down as Jake toyed his tongue around my ass.  His hand began working around my slit, occasionally sliding inside me as he liked my ass.  My orgasm really began to swell in me.

Suddenly, he pulled away from me, much to my distress.  He positioned himself at my slit and suddenly and without warning buried himself to the hilt in me.  Even though I was wet and extremely turned on, the sudden force hurt me badly.  I moaned out in pain like the first time I had sex.  He pulled back out of me and slammed into me again, deeper.  Again and again he fucked me from behind.  I began to hear him grunt and groan behind me as he fucked he fast hand hard.  He reached out and grabbed a fist full of my hair and yanked back on it hard, pulling my upper body from the table.  He was fucking me with great force and rhythm and pain.  He repositioned and placed the index finger of both hands inside the corners of my mouth.  I tasted the faint taste of poo on his fingers but all I could focus on was the pain of him fucking me so hard.

I knew from his rate that he couldn’t last much longer, but suddenly, he withdrew from me.  He quickly flipped me over onto my back.  I looked up at him wondering what he was going to do.  He quickly straddled my upper abdomen and began jerking off.  With his other hand he was roughly mauling my right breast, really twisting the nipple hard.  My boobs aren’t big and on my back they fall pretty flat and up and toward the sides.  I definitely don’t have enough to be titty-fucked.

He quit jacking his dick and began smacking my boobs and yelling at me.  “You, don’t even have enough tits that I can fuck.  What are these tiny things.”  He slapped them up and down hard, leaving marks of his hands on my white flesh.  It really hurt and I tried to block his blows with my hands.  He quickly took a hold of my arms and pushed them down on the table under him, locking them down.  I struggled to get them free he again started slapping at my breast while he continued his jerking off.  Finally, his expression changed and he couldn’t speak as he was getting ready to unload his cum on me.  He took a hold of my nipple and  twisted it hard as the first blast shot across my face and into my hair.  Several more jets shot from him all over my face till he finally shot no more.  He finally let go of my nipple but didn’t move off me.  I don’t think he had the strength.  I also quit struggling against him. 

He finally was able to move and he stood up off of me.  He backed off me to the end of the coffee table and extended his hand for me.  I accepted it and he pulled me up so I was siting on the table, his cum striping my face and gooing up my hair.  His dick was still hard but began to loose it valor, bits of cum collecting just inside the tip.  He pulled me closer to him and stood up on his toes and escorted his semi toward my mouth as he pulled me in.  I opened and allowed his dick into my mouth, sucking the last bits of cum from it.  He petted my head and kept saying “thank you” for what he called the “best orgasm” he’d ever had.  It was strange but I felt kind of proud by that statement.

 

Part II

 

I went in and took a shower to clean his cum from my face and hair, and in a feudal attempt to cleanses my body of the scenario of the past events that coursed thru my head.  After I sucked the last little bit of cum from his dick, we didn’t speak another word.  I stood in disgust of myself and left the room to take my shower, locking the door behind me.  I stayed in the hot shower for nearly and hour replaying the events in my head.  Sometimes I would be distraught and would start crying, then I’d hit a phase and just think of what an idiot I was to allow him to order me around that way.  I even got the giggles along the way thinking of what I was going to tell the women at the office on Monday. 

I finally regained my composer and climbed out of the shower.  I rewashed my face in the sink with my makeup remover, combed out my wet hair and brushed or more precisely scrubbed my teeth clean. 

I was sure Jake had left by now.  Nearly an hour after his orgasm and me hiding out in the bathroom, willing him to leave, I was sure he must have gotten the hit.  I wrapped a towel around myself and still a little high from the booze all I wanted to do was go to bed.  I opened the door slowly and peaked out into the living room.  My waded up and torn clothes were still lying on the carpet against the wall, a reminder of what I willing and not so willing did in front of this strange, domineering man, and felt ashamed once again.  I peaked around at the chair where Jake had tossed his clothes.  They were not there.  I walked over to my front door and locked it, securing the chain lock too.  I turned off the lights and walked back to my bedroom for a goodnights rest.

I walked into my dark room not expecting Jake to be there.  I got scared and jumped as I flip on the light to see him lying in my bed.

“What are you still doing here, in my bed?  I didn’t ask you to stay.” Jake flashed a coy smile at me and pulled up the covers, signaling me to climb in with him.  I shook my head no.  He again smiled and stepped from the bed, naked with his dick slightly swollen as he calmly walked over to me.  I froze in nervousness as he reached up to me and pulled my towel and let it drop to the floor.  He grabbed a hold of my wrist and roughly locked it behind my back and pulled me close to him, planting a firm but supple kiss on my lips.  He held me tight as we kissed tenderly and deeply.  He broke the kiss only to escort me over to my bed.  He pulled the bedding back and escorted me into the bed, sliding in next to me.  He kissed me some more, very passionately.  His hands caressed my face and wet hair.  He rolled over on top of me. 

Slowly, he began to kiss me again.  First he started at my lips, sliding down to my neck.  Small, sweet kisses encircled my neck (my weak spot) before he slid slightly down to collar bone.  Tenderly and with precision, he methodically worked his way down my chest, kissing every inch of my flesh.  He reached my sore breast that a little more than an hour ago, he was slapping, pinching and twisting.  I noticed some early bruising in the mirror after my shower.  Yet, his kisses were accurate and my nipples, betraying my mind stood full and erect.  He flicked in turn each nipple, before devouring my entire nipple with his mouth.  He used no teeth and caused no further pain.  It seemed that he once again was trying to please me as with the massage earlier.

He slid down further to my belly.  As I mentioned earlier, not that I’m fat, but I do have a little bulge and am quite shy about it and a couple of small stretch marks.  I never wear short shirts that show off my belly that is all the rage now.  But, he tickled and played with my belly, paying particular attention to my belly button.  He continued to his dissent southward, kissing every inch.

I was feeling quite fine as I felt his hot breath as it blew over my pubis.  He jumped his kisses to my inner thighs, working upward now with soft, sweet kisses.  He had my juices flowing now and I spread my legs wide to accommodate and welcome him.  He moved even closer to my slit, pausing to part my bush.  In a second I felt his tongue as he guided it from the bottom toward my clit with one motion.  He anchored his thumbs on either side of my labia and spread my lips open.  My clit stood at attention, begging to be stimulated.  He kissed around it several times before engulfing it and sucking it hard from my body.  He lightly toyed with it with his tongue, slightly nibbling on my most sensitive area.  He pulled back just slightly and blew air over my extremely wet and erect clitoris, sending shivers all down my back.  He quickly sucked it back into my mouth while he slid a hand down and began to finger fuck me.  He did both with expertise and brought me to the edge of climax once again.

I believe he could sense how close I was but he wanted to prolong me.  I guess he wanted to prolong my agony and ecstasy.  It was hell and heaven at once.  He backed off my clit quickly.  He also with drew his finger from me.  He slid up my body.  I spread myself open further, thinking he wanted to fuck me into orgasm but that did not happen.  He kissed me again hard and passionately on my mouth, covering my mouth with my own juices.  Still I kissed him back and pulled him in close to me, wrapping my arms around his neck.  I locked my legs around his back and rocked my hips trying to get him inside me.  I wanted to cum; I needed to cum.  He pulled my arms from his neck and pushed down to either side of me.  He looked me dead in my eyes and said in a calm but stern tone, “You can’t cum until I say you can, ok?  You can’t cum until you are told to.”

He began kissing my neck again as before, but rolled off the side of me.  He pulled the bedding from my body leaving me once again completely exposed.  He allowed his fingers to dance lightly up and down my body, almost tickling me and sending shivers once again up and down my body and causing me to get goose bumps.  He would occasionally play with my clit but just enough to keep me right at the peak without going over.  He also would slid his fingers deep into me with rapid succession then withdraw, sliding my juices all over my body. 

Again in and again he would do this.  It was so painful to be at the verge of a major climax and not be able to get there.  I wanted it so bad.  I began to buck my hips at his hands trying to bring it into contact with my clit in hopes it might send me over the edge.  He was torturing me.  He slid a couple of fingers back into me, fucking me several hard time with them before withdrawing them.  He brought them right to my mouth.  I didn’t hesitate to accept them into my mouth.  He did it again.  I began bucking my hips even harder.  I began to play with my own nipples as he toyed with my body.  I could not handle it anymore. 

I allowed a small plea escape from my mouth.  I whimpered a barely audible “Please” roll out.  Jake picked up on it immediately.  “Please, what?  What do you want?”  I couldn’t talk.  I was hyperventilation, I was hot and flushed.  I had been kept on the verge of a powerful orgasm for a long time.  “Please, please,” escaped again from me.  “You want it, huh?  Ok, I’ve teased you long enough, I guess.”  His leaned over and kissed me again and began his descent down my body, hitting all the local attractions on the way down again. I had my legs spread as wide as I could get them to spread.  He slithered from the bed and grabbing both leg pulled me to the edge of the bed.  A couple of fingers slid inside me at the same moment he began sucking on my clitoris.  I felt pressure again at my ass though but didn’t care.  He didn’t insert his finger in, just toyed with the outside.  I was so close and finally I reached it.  I held in a deep breath.  At that exact moment, Jake shoved a finger in my ass while he continued to work my clit with his mouth.  This sent me over the edge as wave after wave slid thru me.  I couldn’t control myself and moaned and groaned loudly as the waves continued.

My normal orgasms last 20-30 seconds, but this one kept going.  He continued his feast on my clit while he worked his finger in and out of my ass.  For more than a minute, the waves coursed thru my body.  Gradually though, they started to reside.  I was completely spent.  I couldn’t move or talk.  I could barely breathe.  He stopped with my clit but kept his finger buried in my ass.

As the blood returned to my head and I ‘regained’ consciousness, I peered down between my legs to Jake kneeling on the floor at the foot of my bed smiling coyly back up at me.  His finger was still buried in my ass for what reason I have no idea.  I became very aware of how loud that orgasm was and looking into his eyes I got totally embarrassed.  I pulled a pillow over my face.  As I did, he pulled his finger from my rectum.  He slid back on the bed and up my body, gingerly kissing my sweat from time to time.  He pulled the pillow from my face and glared down at me.  “Sounded like yours was even better than mine.”  He flashed me a smile and I turned my back to him and blushed.  It was the most intense thing in my life next to having Kalie.  He pulled the bedding back up on us as I continued to calm down.

We both fell asleep.  I awoke about 2 hrs later.  I was so dry and thirst and I had to pee really bad.  I had to pull from under his arm to get out of the bed.  He awoke as I stood from the bed and pulled the comforter from the bed around me.

“Where are you going?”  “I’ve gotta pee and I’m thirsty.”  “Ok, bring me something to drink too.  Hey, what are you doing with the blanket?  Leave it here.” He said as he grabbed the bottom corner of it and pulled.  “I think you should be naked from now on.” 

It was a compliment.  I had been shy about my body for a couple of years but he was saying that I should show it off.  It made me fell wonderful.  It was such a change from the night before.  I scurried off to pee.  I came back with a bottle of water, but Jake was asleep again.  I slid under the covers with him and smooched up to him and pulled his arm over me, feeling quite content, and fell asleep.

 

Part III

 

 

I awoke the next morning in shock as drips of cold water fell on my body.  I turned over to see Jake smiling down at me.

“Good morning,” he said as he leaned in and kissed me, “sleep well?”  I smiled back at him and shook my head in agreement.  He rolled me onto my back and kissed my boobs a little.  “Hey, when does your daughter get home?”

“Oh, tomorrow.  She’s with my parents.”  “Good,” he said with a coy look on his face.  “That means we got all day.”  “All day for what?”  “For me to do what I want to with your body.”  I thought I had figured out some insight to this guy and so I played along.

“Oh, yeah?  Like what?”

Jake didn’t say another word.  He took a piece ice from a glass he had.  He slowly let the ice drip over my tummy.  He next touched the ice to my naval, making small circles around it.  It was so cold as the ice melted.  Taking it in his mouth, he slowly slid it up my belly to my chest.  He took my already erect nipples in his mouth with ice and lightly played with me.  It was nice.  It slowly melt in his mouth and drove me crazy.  He quickly sat up, taking the ice with him and gave another sly smile at me.

“What?”

“Roll over,” he said as he grabbed me by my thighs and began to flip me onto my stomach.  He slid up my back and began again with the ice and small kisses right down my spine.  He approached the small of my back.  He then parted my cheeks and let the ice drip down between them.  The small dripples of ice water rolled down my crack, but what I got next was unexpected.

All of a sudden, I felt the presence of cold at my ass.  It was the ice and Jake was trying to slide it in my ass.  I tried to move away but Jake was sitting on my calves and had a hand in the small of my back.

“No Jake.  Don’t.”  I said turning my head over my shoulder to look at him.

“Oh, it’s going up there.  You’re going to love it.”

I was going to say something else but the slippery ice slid right inside me.  His finger also entered me and pushed the ice far up inside me.  He slowly fucked his finger back and forth in my ass, slightly driving the quickly melting ice deeper into my rectum.  The feeling was intense, but I hated every second of it.  I hated him doing anything in my ass.  It isn’t natural, especially with ice jammed up there.  I didn’t say anything, just buried my head in the pillow as he continued.

A strange ring started going off.  Jake immediately recognized it as his cell phone and quickly answered it.  He started in with a conversation with a buddy of his.  The were just talking away as I was in a new pain as the ice was trapped in my ass.  I just had to lay there and take it too until it melted.  Jake continued his conversation and was making some sort of plans.  I really couldn’t concentrate on him as my attention was directed at the cube in my ass.  I couldn’t even tell if it was still a cube or just ice water now.  Jake was smiling as he stood as my closet in his boxer briefs and talked on the phone.  He walked out of my room only to return a few seconds later with a towel.  He laid the towel next to my ass and rolled me back over onto it and helped me to sit up.  A little water seeped from my ass as I did.

He continued to talk to his caller but pulled down the front of his underwear to revel to me his semi-erect cock.  He reached out and took me by the back of my head and pulled me into his crotch.  I took him into my mouth and began giving him head as he continued on with his conversation, laughing away.  He pulled me from the bed onto my knees on the floor.  I took up where I left off, sucking his dick.  It was a little weird doing it as he talked on his phone, but I already knew he was a little kinky if nothing else.  I just played my part and continued sucking him off.  I didn’t really pay attention to his conversation as I blew him, however, my interest was jarred as he made the comment “Getting a blow job,” and “a new girl I’m dating.”  I was horrified by his comment and immediately pulled away from him, staring up at him from my knees.  He laughed over the phone as he looked down at me.  I desperately tried to find something to say but nothing immediately came to mind.

“How dare this asshole tell others about us, and who the hell says we’re dating.  We went out on one date- true we wound up fucking and stuff all night, but we were not dating,” I thought as he continued his conversation.  “That was it; that’s the last straw” I thought as I sat back on my heals.

“Oops, I’d better go.  I thinks she’s a little pissed now.  Talk at’cha later.  See-ya.”

I was still dumbfounded.  I knew what I wanted to say, “Fuck off,” and “Get out,” but I just couldn’t bring myself to actually say it.  He could tell what I wanted to say.  “What, little princess, don’t want anybody to know about your sex life?”  Yes, that was it exactly but all I could manage was a nod of agreement.  “Sorry,” he said in a patronizing way.  I knew he wasn’t.  I could tell by his tone and his eyes as I continued to stare up at him.  He reached out and stroked my hair twice gently before grabbing a fist full of it and yanked me back into his crotch.  His dick smacked me in the eye.  I pulled back from him and rubbed it, looking up at him in disbelief. 

“I said I was sorry.  Now open your mouth and finish what you started,” he said as he pulled me slower this time closer to his dick.  “Open up; open up.  Come on, open that mouth, now.”  He pulled harder on my hair and I opened my mouth in pain but before I could really scream out, he inserted his dick.  He didn’t let go of my hair as he began to fuck my mouth.  I had no choice but to start sucking.  I figured, yet again, if I could get him to cum, he’d be spent and would let me go.

He still had a strong hold of my hair, and as much as it hurt and I wanted to grab it myself, I restrained myself and grabbed a hold of his ass and began pulling him into me.  The ploy worked and he slowly let go of my hair.  I was sucking as hard as I could to get him off, but Jake had other plans.

Quickly he pulled out of my mouth.  I thought that he was about to cum on my face again but instead, he held my head close to him.  With his other hand he grasped his shaft and pulled it up and then leaned in and dangled his hairless sack on my nose, swinging it back and forth to allow it to smack me in the face.  I never liked balls.  They are the most ugly thing on a man’s body.  Yet, he I was on the ground with the sack bounding on my face and I succumbed to his impression.  I opened my mouth and extend my tongue and began to like him.  I allowed my tongue to tease his sack.  I switched between the two sides of it.  He gave me a single order, “suck it,” which I willing obeyed.

I pulled him into my mouth and sucked on it.  It wasn’t pleasant or nice but it was what he called on me to do.  Of coarse, you can continuously suck it and they occasionally swung free of my mouth.  I started to fell pressure on the top of my head as he pushed down on me, causing me to sit back down on my legs.  He pulled his erection higher up till his sack was on top of head, as he stood on his tip-toes, then lowered himself, allowing his hairless and now moist with spit slide down my face.  He held me and his dick tight as his ball now hung at the tip of my nose.  “Lick,” he ordered to me.  I tried to tilt my head back to lick but he held my head firm in his place. Not sure what he wanted me to do, I just stuck my tongue out and tried to curve it up to like him.  However, all I got was the very underside of his sack and the area between that and his ass. 

He regrasped himself, taking a hold of his balls in his hand and pulling them upward and opening his legs.  It dawned on me what he wanted from me.  He wanted me to lick his asshole.  No way was I going to do that.  I didn’t particularly like when his tongue or any of his appendages messed with my backdoor, but I certain wasn’t going to lick his.

I furiously shook my head ‘no’ in protest.  “What, you don’t toss salad?”  I shook my head ‘no’ again.  “You think it’s dirty don’t you?  Yeah, little princesses always do.  It’s like sucking cock.  Go ahead and try it.”  “No way!  That’s disgusting,” I shouted back at him.  He got his coy smile on his face again.  I was afraid he was going to pull my hair or something again but to my surprise he didn’t.

“Ok.  You really think it’s dirty.  Alright, come here,” he said as he extended his hand and helped me to my feet.  “Let’s take a shower instead.”  I was really confused.  It was the first time I had stood up for myself since accepting the date with him.  I thought ‘maybe if I stand firm, he wont be so aggressive with me.’

He held my hand as he walked me into the bathroom and turned the water to a nice warm temp.  I stepped into the tub with him right behind me.  I had my back to the shower head and leaned back to wet my hair.  He took note of the water running down my body and traced it’s path lightly.  It was actually quite soothing.  He pulled me close into him and planted a kiss that was as hot and steamy as the shower was.

Our bodies were intertwined together tightly as I hooked my arms around his neck.  His arms surrounded my back as he held me close with one hand on my ass. We kissed for a long time in the shower.  I felt his dick growing harder during the kiss as it slipped it’s way slowly up my thigh.

It all seemed so weird.  I mean, sometimes he was so nice and tender with me, but in the next instance would be cruel and torturous to me verbally and physically to my body.  Talk about a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, this guy was out of the stories.  Sometimes, I felt so close to him and even pictured myself with him in a relationship but in the next instance, he would be really abusive and all I could think is get away from this guy, quick!

He spun me around in the shower and re-embraced me from behind.  His hands explored my wet body as he leaned around and kissed me on the mouth and neck.  It wasn’t long before his fingers once again found my clitoris and began to actively flick and toy with it.  It felt so wonderful, I could have melted.  Unfortunately, he didn’t play with my body for too long.  He broke away as he reached for my shampoo, squeezing a generous amount into his hand then began to wash my hair.  He expertly massaged my scalp, even better then my back the night before.  He spent a good long time working it down deep into my scalp and letting the soap foam up.  He spun me around again and began to wash the shampoo out.

Next, Jake took the soap and dapped a little into my squeezie letting it foam up.  He started with my neck and began to wash my body.  He generously took time to lather every part of my upper body, paying particular attention to my breast, of course.  He allowed me to rinse then applying some more liquid soap to the squeezie, began to wash me starting at my naval, lavishly kissing my little pooch and tonguing my belly-button.  It was strangely erotic the way his tongue snaked in and out of my belly-button like a snake.  He continued to bathe me, working his way down. 

He knelt down in front of me and began again at my feet, washing then rinsing them before kissing them.  I had never had anyone pay such attention to my feet before.  I never really liked my feet but once again, what I didn’t like about myself, he seemed to enjoy exploiting.  He began to suck on my toes, explaining to me that he “had been told that this is as close to receiving a blow job that a woman can experience.”  I must admit, it was an experience.  He sucked and licked my feet thoroughly before sliding his tongue between my toes.  Oh, it was absolutely amazing, and he really took his time to do it right.  He repeated the same on my other foot.

He reloaded the squeezie once again with soap and began at my ankles and started working his way up, planting kisses to my not so smooth legs just above where he was washing.  Up and up he traveled, kissing the side and back of my knee, which was also strangely erotic, before continuing up my inner thigh.  I spread my legs wide hoping he would proceed to my clit, but ultimately he did not.  He stopped his ascent and began on my other leg following the same patter of kiss and wash, keeping me terrible aroused the whole time in anticipation.  When he got back to my crotch, he did take a few seconds to tongue my clit as a couple of fingers entered inside me, but both were sort lived to my disappointment.  He began to wash my pubis but stopped, reaching for the shampoo.  He began to wash my bush with the soap, looking up at me and staying, “You know, we’re going to have to take care of this if you want me to continue coming down here.”  The comment instantly embarrassed me.  However, that was something I was more than willing to do and shook my head in agreement.

After he was finished washing my bush, he reached from my razor and shaving cream.  He loaded up one leg and smiling at me began to shave my leg.  He did a good job and didn’t knick me even around my knee.  I normally stop mid-thigh as I’m not that hairy of a girl, a fact that I explained to Jake.  His reply, “But I don’t”.  He elevated my leg to the side of the tub and continued to shave my thigh all the way up to the creases.  Once satisfied, he began on my other leg doing it the same way.  He rinsed my legs of the extra cream and soothed my skin with his hands.

He stood back up and told me to get down.  It was an order but it wasn’t like before when he was being really mean.  I figured he had spent his time on me and now wanted a reward.  After that wonderful moment, I would gladly suck his cock for all I’m worth.  However, he had different plans.

He told me to face the faucet and lay back.  I did as he requested.  I allowed him to position me in the tub which ended up with me slid all way to the bottom the tub, right underneath the faucet and my legs spread wide.  I knew what he was going to do.  He turned off the shower head which let the warm water flow hard down onto my pussy and clit.  It was a very nice feeling as the force of the water stimulated my clit nicely.  “Go ahead, finger yourself,” he said.  I was still very uncomfortable masturbating in front of someone.  I don’t even like masturbating in front of myself.  I usually do it under the covers of my bed, but we had already in the short time we knew each other done so much I decided to follow his directions.  After all, the night before he had me doing it in the living room as I squatted before him.

He pulled the drain closed and the water slowly began to fill the tub.  He knelt down outside the tub and began to fell all over my body.  He spent most of the time toying with my boobs.  The warm water rushed my clit and I buried two fingers inside myself.  It was wonderful.  Jake left one hand on my boobs and moved his other hand down.  He gripped my hand in his from the top, interlocking our finger.  He moved our hands down to my pussy and together began to finger me.  I hesitated at first, but he controlled my hand.  One of my fingers and one of his fingers slid in and out of me as the water did its’ part on my clit.  This guy was good.

As we worked my pussy, his other hand continued to work on my boobs.  The orgasm began to swell within me.  With my breathing getting deeper and faster, I knew he could tell that I was getting close.  He whispered out to me again that I was not allowed to cum till he said.  Unable to talk, I just shook my head in agreement as our hands worked my pussy.  But he pulled our hands out.  I wanted more and tried to pull my hand back to my pussy but he held it tight.  He also took my other hand and together pulled my arms back above my head, telling me to leave them there.  His hands began to explore my body again.  He leaned over the tub and kissed my lips softly a couple of times before moving down and sucking on my nipples.  He lightly grasped my right nipple in his teeth, softly, and pulled my nipple up.  It caused a little pain but I allowed it.  I kept my arms above my head as his hands traveled down to my crotch again.  He began to finger me rapidly and my orgasm began to increasingly swell.  I was loving all of this. 

I felt one of his hands slid around my thigh and a finger slid down from my pussy toward my ass.  I felt the pressure at my hole and I knew he was going to start finger fucking my ass again, but I made a decision not to fight it.  He just played at the out side of it, occasionally pushing the tip of his finger just barely through the sphincter but not actually inside.  His other fingers started to work harder and deeper into me and the water rushed over my clit.  I was just on the verge of climax again when Jake reminded me that I could not cum until he ‘allowed’ me to do so.  I again nodded my head in agreement.

The water was now starting to cover my ears and that really helped me concentrate on the feeling coursing thru my body.  I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to hold myself off too much longer.  I began to buck my hips at his hand and the falling water.  Faster and faster I started bucking.  I cried out ‘please, please’ to him to let me cum.  He leaned in and kissed me briefly on my mouth as both hands worked me.  But he wouldn’t let me cum.  His fingers left me quickly as he opened the drain to start allowing the water to drain.  He returned right back to my body and again furiously finger fucked me with one hand while the other toyed with my ass.

The water began to drain from the tub, adding a new and strange sensation.  It made me feel like I was so light.  It was strangely stimulation.  The water coming out of the faucet had begun to become less warm.  I needed to cum so badly.  I repeated my pleas to him, “please, oh please!” but Jake did not respond.  I was in full rolling mode.  I could no longer control my body.  I moaned out loudly and grunted and groaned as it was almost painful not to be able to deliver myself over that hump.  I was more than ready.  Finally, after what seemed like forever, I felt Jake’s face close to me and I heard him whisper ‘OK, you can cum’.  With those words, his finger that had been toying with my ass pushed thru into me as his other finger sped in and out of my pussy.  But that was all I need and I had another massive orgasm, wave after wave of pleasure (HIGHLY RECOMMENDED TO ALL WHO READ THIS!)  I, once again, couldn’t control myself and I moaned and grunted loudly.  He continued to work both my pussy and ass with his fingers and the water continued on my clit.  Like the night before, my orgasm did not stop.  My body just kept rolling and rolling.  The orgasm was so deep inside, I can’t even explain.  The orgasm itself was almost becoming unbearable (I can’t really explain that).  I had to push away from the faucet and with it his hands, although he did keep his finger buried in my ass, once again.

That orgasm was so hard and so deep, my stomach muscles were so tight following it and despite being thoroughly exhausted, I broke out in hysterical laughter.  I don’t know why.  That had never happened to me before.  I climaxed to hysteria!

I was finally able to calm myself and Jake pulled his finger from my ass.  He turned off the water and commented how cool it had gotten, stating he wanted to wait till it warmed back up before it was his turn.  I didn’t argue.  Utterly spent, he tried to get me out of the tub but I couldn’t move.  The water had all drained but I had no energy to get out of the tub.  Jake, in a moment of pure evil, quickly turned the cold water full blast through the shower head, drenching me in what felt like cold water.  Instantly I went from my back to my feet and jumped from the tub.  It took the breath I had just regained after my orgasm back away.  Jake smiled his coy smile again.

I wrapped my wet, nude body around his, planting a little kiss on his lips quickly.  I felt so wonderful I decided to reward Jake for that generous gift he just gave me.  The boy knew his stuff and how to work a woman’s body.  I slowly kissed down his chest.  I liked and sucked on his nipples before dropping to my knees and taking him in my mouth.  I was determined to give him the best blow job I could, but strangely he backed away from me.

“Hold on, we still have to finish you.”  I had no idea what he was thinking about but there was no way I would be able to take another orgasm.  I started to stand up but he stopped me and told me to lay back on the floor.  I asked for the reason but he just flashed me a harsh glare and again told me to lie back.  I felt so great and so appreciative I didn’t want to upset him so I quickly fell back.  He reached back into the shower and grabbed the razor and cream.  He even plug the drain and filled the tub with a little cold water.  He asked for some scissors and abruptly brought them out.  He knelt down by my legs and I opened them wide for him.  I knew what he wanted.  Still, I wasn’t all that comfortable with him shaving me, a fact I expressed to him but he gave me another glare and I lied back and stared up at the ceiling.

First, he grabbed a towel off the rack and blot dried my still wet bush.  He then laid the towel down at my butt, lifting my legs up like I was a baby getting my diaper changed, and slid an end under me.  I again spread my legs wide.  He started clipping my hair close the skin.  Miraculously he didn’t cut me.  But then I heard the shaving cream as he applied it in his hand.

He softly patted it on my now really trimmed bush.  I was nervous as he reached for the razor and jumped slightly when I first felt it touch my skin.  He told me to relax otherwise he was going to cut me.  I agreed and took a couple of deep breaths and stared at the ceiling as he slowly began wiping the blades across my skin.  He started from the outside and worked his way center, repeating it on the other side.  Cleansing the blade in the cold water, he ordered me to lie real still as he began methodically shaving close to my clit and around my lips.  It was quite an intense feeling to have no control as the blade cut close to my most sensitive place.  He worked the blade with precision, and before I knew it, he was finished, or so I thought. 

He wiped the excess cream away and I sat up, but he ordered me back down which I obeyed.  He took a hold of my butt and slid me onto his lab.  He pushed my legs up and back, causing me to curl into a ball with my ass up in the air.  He then instructed me to hold the position as he applied a little more cream to his hand.  He slowly worked the cream into my crack around my butthole.  He parted my cheeks an took a couple of swipes with the razor.  I didn’t even really realize I had hair around my ass, but the razor proved me wrong.

I kept in that position, on my back with my legs curled toward me and my arms wrapped under my knees as he finished cleaning the cream up.  He ran his hands and fingers across my now completely bare pubis and a finger down my crack and toyed with my hole.  He complemented his work with proudness.  His touch did feel a lot different for me too, seeing as I had never been completely shaved down there before. I did used to get my bikini waxed regularly just after Kalie was born, but it got expensive and there never seemed to be a need to do it.  But being completely bare now was new too me.  Jake grabbed a hold of one of my hands and made me feel my bare self.  It was a weird feeling.  He even guided my finger down my crack.  I think he wanted me to finger my own crack but I pulled my hand away and let go of my legs.  He kind of let out this weird yelp or something and smacked both of my ass cheeks hard three times.  It made me jump a little.  Jake rolled me back just a little as he planted his tongue at my asshole and moved it around to my pussy and clit, stopping only briefly there.

Before I could react, Jake slid up my body and slipped his tongue in my mouth.  I wanted to protest but the damage was already done.  At least, my ass was clean.  He kissed me hard and long.  I felt his erection grow hard at my pubis.  I was ready to get fucked right there on the floor of the bathroom, but his phone rang again.  He quickly shot up off me and ran to answer it, leaving me lying there wet, naked and hairless.

 

Part IV

 

Fucked in the ass

 

I continued to lye there on the floor of the bathroom, wet, naked and now hairless waiting for him to come back.  Despite just having one of the most intense orgasms and being thoroughly tired, I still wanted to get fucked.  Jake was in my room taking on his phone again.  I couldn’t make out the conversation.  I figured that he was going to leave.  I still had a sinking feeling in my stomach that he had just tongued my ass and then kissed me so I got up and started to brush my teeth and tongue.  I really didn’t mind that he was leaving.  I hadn’t slept much the night before and after some pretty intense orgasms, all I wanted to do was curl up in bed and go to sleep.  I wrapped a wrapped a towel around me and walked back into the bedroom.

Jake was just hanging up the phone.  He had donned his boxer briefs and was sitting on my bed.  He dropped the phone on the bed and reached his arm out for me to take, pulling me in close.  He wasted no time and undid my towel allowing it to drop to the floor.  “I love looking at nude female form.”  It was nice that he liked my body and made me feel good about myself.  “No, I’ve got to go on a diet and start exercising.  I hate my pooch.”  His answer was not so sweet.  “Yeah you do, but I still think you shouldn’t hide your body.”  I wasn’t overly aware of how to take his comment.

Jake pulled me on to the bed and I straddled his waist as he lied on his back.  His hands immediately went to work on my boobs, touching and caressing them and taking turns twisting and flicking my now erect nipples, giving me a sense of pleasure with some pain.  I felt his erection once again begin to grow under my crotch.  I started to rhythmically slide myself along his underwear-clad shaft as he continued his manipulation of my boobs, turning us both on. 

In all the pain and pleasure I was feeling as I slid along his cotton enclosed and friction-stimulating erection mixed with the sometimes painful stimulus of my nipples, I began to recount in my mind all the craziness of the past 24 hrs.  I began to realize that I had cum more time in the previous 24 hrs than I had in the last 6 months.  It was so wonderful and despite just having had a massive orgasm, I felt myself cycling up for another one.  Usually, I am not multi-orgasmic and after one good cum, I’m not horny for a while, yet, this day I just wanted more and more.  I began sliding faster and faster across his dick, making him harder and harder.

It wasn’t long before I needed a final something to put me over the edge…again.  I paused just long enough to push his underwear down just enough to release his erection.  I quickly guided it inside myself and began furiously working him up and down and front and back.  It was so wonderful.  I also began to realize that this was the first time I took any initiation.  He was hot too and grinned his hips into me in rhythm.  I fell forward onto him, still fucking away furiously.  He repositioned his grasp from my boobs to my ass, spreading them widely.  Once again I felt his finger worming its’ way close to my sphincter.  I kissed him hard for a few seconds but ultimately I had to break it to catch my breath.  I moaned out loudly in pleasure as I slid my pelvis hard on his. 

“You can’t cum until I say so, remember.” 

I agreed not in words but in huffs as I fucked him hard, harder than I had ever fuck anyone before.  His fingers toyed with my asshole, occasionally taking a dive barely inside it.  It was weird but I actually began to enjoy it in some manner.  Just when I thought I couldn’t hold off my next orgasm a minute more, he pushed me off him.  I fell to his side but he was quickly on the move and repositioned behind me and was back inside me in seconds, slamming into me hard and deep. 

I knew I was making too much noise, especially for the thin walls of my apartment.  I had to bury my head into the pillows to quite myself, but that effort was quickly changed by Jake.  He grabbed a fist full of my wet, matted hair and began to pull my head backwards.  He literally pulled it so hard that it caused me to hyperextend my neck.  I could barely breathe I was in so much pain.  My eyes began to water profusely and I wasn’t sure how to tell him how bad it hurt.  I could only groan as he continued to pound into me.  He eventually pulled so hard on my hair that I was pulled from the mattress and held up and away from it by my hair.  The pain was excruciating and all pleasure I had was now nothing but pure pain.  Despite all the pain, I still was on the verge of another orgasm, unable to push myself over the edge.  He released my hair and I fell flat to the bed in relief as he pulled from me again.  He slid back from me and pulled my thighs, dropping my legs flat on the bed.

“Finger yourself,” he ordered, and I immediately complied, sliding my hand under my body and began to rub my clit furiously.

He slid up my legs and harshly spread my ass cheeks apart.  He bent down and spit twice at my hole as his fingers quickly started to swirl in my pussy.  I somewhat expected it when he withdrew his fingers from my pussy and began to push it into my ass.  He fucked my ass several times as I continued to play with myself.  But his single digit was soon accompanied by another finger without much protest from my stretched ass. 

My orgasm was still right on the other side of being full blown when he leaned in and kissed my neck and ear and whispered for me to cum.  I did and again, wave after wave of my climax pulsated through me.  I was as light as a feather as the pleasure was trickling throughout my body.  My orgasm soon began to taper off but he continued his work.

He jammed me several more times with his fingers before they withdrew and even more pressure was applied to my backdoor.  I quickly realized that the increase in pressure was his erection. 

He placed both palms on my cheeks and spread them wide open as he took aim at my ass.  I yelled for him not to but my refute went unheard as he slowly worked his erection past my sphincter.  It wasn’t as painful as it was uncomfortable as he pushed harder and deeper into my rectum.  It caused me to hold my breath and I stopped playing with my clit as he methodically worked himself inside me.  Once he was satisfied with his depth, he repositioned his hands on either side of my neck on the bed and began slowly fucking me up my ass slowly.  Each thrust in caused me to gasp in pain, but his rhythm began to pick up after each thrust.  He reminded me to masturbate but I was into much pain and horror to actually do it, only glancing across my clit every two or three thrust.  Eventually, he was working in and out of me as fast as he did in my pussy.

I was way too scared and aware of what was going on to get any pleasure from my situation.  I couldn’t believe I was getting fucked up my ass.  I only tried not to tense up as he continued his assault up my ass, staying as loose as I could.  He was really getting fast as he slid closer to my back.  His fingers were soon up close to my mouth but I didn’t want to allow them in my mouth.  However, Jake did as he tried to snake them in me.  I refused him by locking my jaws but this only caused him to slip from my lips and paint them across my nose and upper lip.  I could smell my own ass. 

“Suck them, you bitch,” he whispered loudly as he continued fucking me.  I reluctantly complied.  I didn’t exactly suck them but I opened my mouth and accepted them, trying not to think of where they just were.  He continued to fuck the hell out of my ass as he kept his fingers in my mouth.  He eventually grew close to an orgasm of his own, yelling it out loudly for all to hear.

Suddenly, he pulled out of my ass with an audible light pop (I actually heard it).  He slid to the side of the bed, reaching back up for me, grasping my hair, and pulled me toward and off the side of the bed.  I fell to the floor with a thud but before I could react he was still pulling me toward him.  I slid to my knees as he pulled my hair roughly and followed close to him.  I reached up with both hands trying to pull him off my already extremely sore scalp without success.  I scooted on my knees, causing further pain from the rug burns of the carpet.  He was busy jacking his dick and I got this horrible feeling that he now wanted me to suck his dick, the same dick that was just fucking me deep and hard in my ass.  However, as I was pulled close to it he yanked my head back further, hyperextending my neck again and began to ejaculate.  He jacked his dick faster and faster as squirt after squirt shot from it.

The majority fist spurt shot over my head, leaving only the trail end of it to hit my forehead at my hairline and the rest in my hair or the floor or wall behind me.  But after than initial shot, the rest landed right on my face.  Some pooled in the corner of my eye while some if it slid down my chin and dribbled down to my chest.  As his load became less and less intense, he pulled me and my hair closer to him and began rubbing his dick on my face as a little more cum oozed out of the end.  He smeared his cum all over my face, across my cheeks and even across my closed lips.  I didn’t care where he smeared or rubbed his dick on my face as long as it didn’t go in my mouth.  A finger is one thing and I hated it, but his dick was something completely different.

I sat there on my knees as he released my hair.  He sort of chuckled out loud, as did I as I could only imagine what I looked like as I sat with my eyes closed tightly and my hair and face covered in his cum.  I was just starting to ask him what was so funny when, as I opened my mouth his dick slid in.  I quickly pulled off him.  It finally got to me and I ran from room to the bathroom.  Jake didn’t say a word as he watched me run with my head tilted upward and looking out of only 1 eye.  I started to dry heave over the toilet but nothing would come up.  I took a wad of toilet paper and wiped some of the cum off my face and slid to the floor next to the toilet.  My nausea quickly resolved as Jake came walking with a look of concern.

“What happened?”

When I could talk, I told him that it was nasty that he pushed his dick in my mouth after fucking my ass, but with that he added, “Ahh, I’m sorry,” as he started to pee into the toilet.  I sat up on the tub till he finished then peed myself.  When I came out from the toilet, he washing his penis with a rag.  He had already prepared my toothbrush with toothpaste and had a cap full of scope next to the sink.  I quickly rinsed with the mouthwash then brushed my teeth and tongue as furiously as I could, making a mental note that I needed to buy a new toothbrush.

“You know, fuck this,” he said tossing the rag at himself in the mirror, “I’m just going to take another shower.  Why don’t you join me when you finish brushing?”

This guy was so hot and cold.  He was like nothing I’d ever been with before, so strange and confident.  I mean, one minute he’s ripping my clothes from my body and making me masturbate in front of him before he spanks my boobs and hurts my body, but the next he tender and masturbating me to orgasm, to the next moment fucking me in my ass and then shoving his dirty fingers and dick in my mouth.  I mean, what was with this guy?  I couldn’t figure him out at all.  Never-the-less, after I finished brushing, I rejoined him in the shower.

He was very gentle with me in the shower as he again washed my hair.  I took my cue and washed his body, too.  We dried each other before sneaking back into bed, him in his boxer-briefs and me naked as usual.