READING RAINBOW: “The Dirty Pain Of Pleasure” by Billy

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By Billy (via Sticky Pen):

I sat there naked on the toilet and ran the thick shaft of his beautiful cock through my tightly clenched right hand while with my left hand teasing apart my little hole with my index finger which was lubricated with the fluid that leaked in a constant flow from my own penis. I desired his cock and fed it between my lips, circling the head with my tongue as I bobbed my head forth and back taking as much as I could into my mouth. Every time I looked up he was staring down at me with a satisfied smirk that made me feel like I was doing well.

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I forced a second finger inside myself hoping to train my entrance for violation should he suggest the having of anal sex. I wanted it. The thrill of caressing, sucking and feeling such a perfect erection inside my mouth excited me and I cherished the intimacy of touching and tasting it and it ignited a desire to have him violate my body and show me his dominant sexual power. I don’t know how long I sat there and sucked his cock because I forgot about everything and lost track of time in my delirious state of want.

When he took his penis out of my mouth and Stood there stoking it and looking down at me, I felt lost. I wanted him to do something. I masturbated staring desperately at his cock, needing to have it again. I don’t know exactly what he said but I understood and I became short of breath from the excitement of the proposal. I sat there struggling for breath in a state of shock until he told me to turn around. I complied with robotic obedience and knelt on the cold wet floor and leaned forward over the toilet. I shuddered and gasped audible breaths, frightened and frantic at the prospect of having anal sex with a total stranger in a public toilet. I felt his hands on my buttocks and quivered when at the touch of my anus. He rubbed my hole with a wet finger before entering me.

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The digit gently probed past the knuckle, then withdrew. A second finger then parted my entrance and I exhaled a short involuntary sigh at the discomfort. I hugged the porcelain while a man who hadn’t even bothered to introduce himself when he caught me masturbating naked in the public toilet worked a pair of fingers in and out of my arse hole. The pain had distracted me from the eroticism of the moment and I reached down to take hold of my penis, which was losing the rigidity it had when my mouth was working his cock. I concentrated my thoughts on a mental image of the cock I was about to be fucked with and the reality of the situation, one that I had often imagined while masturbating.

The fingers withdrew and I felt my cheeks being parted. I felt what I took to be the head of his penis against my orifice. I held my breath and closed my eyes. I panicked. The pain of being forced open and filled made me cry out and I tried to stand up but he pushed me back and held me down while he fucked me. And he fucked me hard. He used all of his long thick cock to drive powerful thrusts deep inside me and I couldn’t stop myself from crying out in pain. If it had been daytime people would have heard me screaming and would have come to my aid, but at 3am there was nobody around so he fucked me and hurt me and there was nothing I could do.

He held me down with a hand pressed against the back of my neck and fucked me hard. Despite my pathetic vocal protests, I would have been deeply disappointed had someone come to my aid to save me from the brutal fucking that I was thoroughly enjoying. He was doing to me what I had been dreaming of since early pubescence. I stifled my cries into pitiful moans as the pounding continued without any sign of ending. At times the thrusts slowed and I wondered if he would finally reach orgasm, only to feel the cock regain a deeper and harder rhythm of sliding in and out of me.

When he stopped and took his penis out of me I was relived, but I felt empty, lying there with my arse vacant and sore. I waited a few moments hoping he would return his hard member to my broken hole, but he didn’t. I looked back and saw him standing with his hand running back and forth over the shaft of the cock I had just been fucked senseless with. I picked myself up and sat on the toilet facing him. I reached out to take hold of his cock and took it into my mouth.

I could taste and smell myself on the slime left on his penis, the smell I had always liked on the fingers of my left hand while my right hand stroked when masturbating. He watched me suck his cock and he drew breaths that deepened into moans as my mouth was suddenly flooded with a warm, foul taste. I backed away and held the cock aimed at my face and the cum spurted out landing and dribbling down over my chin, cheeks and forehead.

He dressed himself while I masturbated and I gathered the semen slathered across my face and licked it off my finger. He looked down at me and smiled while I moaned in pleasure and had my best orgasm ever.

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