“Where are you going?” came a harsh growl.
My eyes flew up, one hand already inside a sleeve. Because Mason looked ready to spit nails, chest and abs tight, that dick at full-length once more. Oh god, he was ready again? So soon? How was that possible?
But I couldn’t stay. I’d already given into my weakness, and I couldn’t show more to this man.
“I'm leaving,” I said in a trembling voice, pulling the dress on.
His reply was like a slap across the face.
“No,” Mason barked harshly. “Not until I say.”
My eyes flew up to his face, wide and staring. I wanted to tell him 'no.' I wanted to tell him to fuck off and leave me alone, but the words wouldn't come. And when he grabbed my arm and dragged me toward the bedroom, I didn't protest, not when my pussy was already throbbing to have him again, my tight slit hungry to squeeze and come around him, milking him for that precious juice.
“Wait,” I panted breathlessly, his cum dripping from my cunt. “Wait, we should talk.”
But Mason couldn’t hear, he was so intent on possessing me once more. And when we got into bedroom, he kicked the door shut with a furious slam.
“Don't you even think about leaving,” the alpha barked harshly. Then he shoved me back on the bed, and came down like a bucket of bricks, pressing me into the coverlet. The heat was immediate as we kissed, the alpha filling my mouth with the wet snake of his tongue. Oh god, yes! This was the Mason I remembered, hot and hungry all over me, all the time. His hands held mine over my head, pinning me down helpless as he plundered my mouth, claiming every space inside.
“Don’t you think about leaving until I’m good and done,” he rasped harshly, breaking the kiss to look at me for a moment, those blue eyes blazing.
And like a weak little kitten, I gave in.
“Yes Daddy,” I mewled. “Yes, Daddy, I won’t leave until you’re done.”
A grim smile of satisfaction crossed his features, dark streaks highlighting those razor-sharp cheekbones.
“Good because Daddy’s not done yet. Turn over,” he rasped. “I want to eat that ass until you scream, and then I'm going to dick you so deep in both your holes that you won’t be able to walk.”
I should have said no. “No,” was the right word, after he’d been so mean to me tonight. But like a helpless slave, I whimpered again and rolled over obediently, pushing my butt up in the air like a dirty slut, his jizz still leaking from my pussy.
“Like this Daddy?” I panted, looking at him over my shoulder. “Like this?”
And I did something so nasty and whory then that I could hardly believe it was me. Because bracing my shoulders on the mattress, my hands slipped back until I had a fist full of butt cheek in each, and then I pulled myself apart for him. That’s right, I showed Daddy my everything, the great white orbs parting so that he could gaze upon my dripping pink slit and dark asshole, all his, all the time.
“That’s right baby girl,” the alpha rasped, eyes glued to my ass and cunt. “That’s right, this nasty, slutty cunt and ass belong to Daddy.”
And in a flash, his mouth was on me, tongue hungrily licking my anal ring, circling the sensitive flesh before plunging inside.
Oh god, oh god! Was this really happening? Was the SEAL’s mouth really tasting the inside of my rectum? My pussy juiced again as I moaned, shoving my face into the sheets, writhing uncontrollably.
Because Mason really was going to town. He fucked my asshole with his tongue, tasting my dirtiest star, while fingered my leaking pussy at the same time. My whole body shook for him. It felt so good, I couldn’t stop the mewling noises that were coming out of my throat, the ones that cried out, “Fuck me, fuck me in the ass Daddy!”
I begged him, pleaded with him to take me harder with his tongue, with his fingers, anything he wanted to. If he had a dildo, I would have begged him to stick it in my pussy and fuck me with it while he reamed my ass with his dick, giving me my first dose of double penetration. All of me shivered with lust to be completely his. Just like I wanted him to be mine for real.
And the realization made me wail even harder. Because I was in in love with Mason, but there was no way he was in love with me. I was head over heels for the gorgeous SEAL, but that was breaking our pact. From the very beginning, he’d been clear that this was a no-strings thing, and now I was violating our agreement. I was head over heels and that was the ultimate sin, the biggest crime of all.
So moaning in a frenzy, I just let my body feel for the moment. If this was all that he would give me, then I would take it. Being with him like this, with his tongue tasting the insides of my anus and his fingers sliding into my pussy, this was the closest thing to love from him that I would get and I ate it up. Trembling, I reached back and opened up my ass for him even wider, the dark star winking and flirting.
“Mason, please. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. I need it, please!”
He slurped my hole before pulling back and hocking noisily. Oh yeah, a hot glob landed on my crack before oozing slowly to cover my anus and soaking puss.
“Is that what you want, sweetness? Is this what you want? My big dick in your asshole, making baby feel good?”
How could I even deny it? I wanted every part of him, every inch that he would give, in any and all of my holes and I moaned wildly.
“Yes, Mason. Yes!”
God, I'd never wanted anything more in my life. And the SEAL could tell because he chuckled deep from behind me while still licking my anus and fingering my pussy.
“Fuck, you're the perfect one for me. This ass, your pussy, they’re so fucking perfect.” His fingers shoved deep into my cunt, nudging my G-spot over and over again. I screamed again, the penetration so good, touching my innermost self.
And then it happened. I felt him move behind me, shifting his weight so that he gripped my hips, fingers sliding along the sweat of my skin.
“Take this dick, baby girl. Take it,” he rasped just as he pushed his dick into my tiny asshole.
“Ah!” I screamed, the pleasure slamming hard into me. “Ahhh!”
But the thing is that his dick was stuck. My anus is small, my bottom hole tight and dry, so Mason was only a half-inch inside.
And like slut, I went for it.
“More!” I screamed wildly, bucking up and down, ass cheeks jiggling. “More!” I begged again. But this time, I took matters into my own hands. Reaching one small fist in back, I grabbed the base of his cock and literally pushed that huge dick further into my asshole, forcing it to breach me completely.
And it worked because with an audible pop, my sphincter gave way and Mason slid all ten inches into my anus. Oh god! It felt so good, like a giant snake up my butt and I screamed again, throwing my head back. This is what it feels to be owned by a man, to have his thick shaft controlling your every move and I loved it. This is where I belonged, where I could spend the rest of my days.
And Mason needed it too. After the initial shock, he panted, leaning forwards and gripping my hips with his huge fuckrod stuck deep inside.
“Baby likes it in her anus huh? What a slutty butt slut.”
The words were so nasty but they only juiced me up more, and I nodded wildly, almost crying now.
“Yes, take it Daddy, take my anus, take my slutty butt hole.”
And the SEAL went to town then. With a roar, he pulled out and then dicked in deep again, screwing his pole into my tight insides. It was everything I’d ever dreamed of, so dirty, nasty and hot that I almost flew apart from that one touch.
With each thrust, it felt like he was trying to reach deep into my soul, shoving so far into my ass that I felt him vibrating through my whole body, all of me belonging to him.
“Unnh, unnh,” I choked out, blinded by lust, my head bobbling back and forth like a limp doll as he fucked me roughly in back. “Unnph!”
“Awww fuck,” he grunted. “Aww fuck fuck fuck.”
But even in the crazy lust-filled haze, Mason was still careful, always a
ware of my safety. Because pausing for a moment, he looped his arms around my stomach and dragged me down the bed so I wasn't so close to the headboard. Oh god, he’d fucked me so hard that we’d literally moved two feet up from the hard, deep shoves, and I panted, eyes wide, angling my body towards him again.
Mason chuckled deeply.
“That’s right, I don't want to break you until I'm fucking ready,” he growled. And then he fucked me harder, plunging into my asshole, ripping me apart as I screamed wildly with ecstasy.
Oh god, oh god, the ride was amazing, my full on shrieks blending with his hard grunts. Against all odds, my butt opened wider, welcoming him, pussy juicing uncontrollably as he owned my insides.
And it was coming because after fucking him non-stop for a couple weeks, I know his body. His dick stiffened within my ass, growing even harder, jerking once uncontrollably as he grunted, deep and rhythmic.
“Come inside me, Mason,” I begged, reaching one small hand down to stroke my clit. Ahhh, that was it, the perfect complement to a deep anal drill. “Come in my butt,” I panted again.
Because I wanted to feel the SEAL explode inside of my asshole and fill me with that sweet, milky cum. I wanted to feel his release, the baby batter blasting my insides, and know that I was the one to give that to him.
“Fuck me until you come, Mason,” I begged again, boobs dragging against the coverlet, legs spread wide like the sluttiest whore. “Don’t pull out.”
I’m not sure if he heard, but the SEAL’s thrusts came faster, harder then, like a machine, a piston hell bent on one task and that was to make himself come. My own orgasm rumbled toward me like a freight train.
“Oh oh oh, unnnh!” I screamed, throwing my head back. Because the fucking was too good, too thorough, and I exploded, clamping and clenching around that hard dick in my butt.
“Unnnh!” I cried out again, pussy dripping wetly as both holes spasmed furiously.
But Mason hadn’t come yet and I desperately wanted him to give me that sperm, his hot white so precious and tasty. So I wiggled my ass even as it spasmed, begging him.
“Keep going,” I panted, urging him on. “My ass can take it,” I groaned into the sheets.
I was limp from my orgasm now while he fucked me hard from behind, every shove of his hips pushing me across the sheets. He went so deep that my ass hurt but the pain only made me cry out in bliss.
“That’s it,” he grunted nastily. “Daddy’s gonna paint the inside of your ass creamy white.”
And his hips practically bounced off my butt now, slamming into me so fast that I couldn't even count how my times he fucked into me.
“Shit, Sara, aw fuck fuck fuck. Shit!” the SEAL roared my name as he spurted, that penis finally letting go. Oh fuck, it was so good and I moaned deliciously, holding still as the hot white spurted into my interior, coating my rectum with his precious DNA. Oh god, oh god, what would it be like to get a dose of his cum up my backside every morning? Or twice a day for that matter? I’d die and float off to heaven, that’s how blissful it would be, how absolutely perfect.
But before I could speak or take more than a few breaths, the SEAL heaved himself off me, dick still spurting. I gasped, turning on my hands and knees to stare at him. His fuckshaft was dripping the good stuff, and I didn’t want a drop of it to go to waste. It belonged in me, every single ounce, and I gasped to see it leaking heavily onto the bed.
But Mason was a man on a mission, and I guess one good butt fuck wasn’t enough. Because he grabbed my pussy from behind and his fingers slid in the thick liquid of his cum and my juices. Oh yeah, I still had his sperm boiling in me from the kitchen session, and it swirled around his fingers, oozing down my thighs. Holy shit, both my holes were filled with his spunk and the dirty realization made me shiver with pleasure.
“This body is mine,” he rasped possessively and I shivered with the words. Yes, I was his, I was absolutely his and a mewling cry came from my throat.
“Yes Daddy,” I panted. “Yes.”
Mason growled approvingly, stirring his fingers in my cunt, making me moan, and I pushed back onto him, body catching fire with arousal again. Oh god, I was so drained, so well-fucked already, and yet with this man, I only wanted more.
“You're really are a slut, aren't you?” the SEAL rasped approvingly, eyes still on fire. His fingers shoved into my pussy again, squelching in his juices. “You love when I spray you with man jism.”
Not waiting for a reply, he roughly fingered my clit this time, a harsh circle of movement that made me roll my hips back again him, searching for more of his cruel touch. Incredibly, another orgasm built inside, rushing in my pelvis, gathering in my sweet nub as he rammed my G-spot with his fingers. “Tell me that you want my cum,” he commanded harshly. “Say it! Say I want your spunk!”
Oh shit, this was so wrong. Because what lover makes you say these things? But as long as he didn't stop touching me, I would tell him anything.
“I want your cum!” I cried out. “Fuck me hard, dump your cum into me. Yes, Daddy, yes!”
But Mason wasn’t done yet because the military man in him took over.
“Say I want your spunk!” he growled harshly. “And say it with a sir!”
My eyes flew open. What in the world? Were we in basic training, where he schooled me on every little detail? But his fingers pushed insistently again, rubbing against my hard nub and I almost collapsed, eyes squeezed tight with lust.
“I – I want your spunk!” I screamed out. “I want your spunk, yes, please, SIR!”
And Mason was satisfied then. His fingers went to town, shoving deep into my pussy, making me wail and squirm, and then the unexpected happened.
Because as a prize for being such a good girl, the big man shoved a finger into my anus then, working both holes at once. The surprise pushed me over the edge, the delicious feel of having his digits in my tight pussy and asshole simultaneously, and I exploded then, screaming wildly with ecstasy.
“Yes Daddy!” came the wail, my little body thrashing uncontrollably, stuck so hard in both secret spaces. “Yes, yes, yes!”
And it was like the Hoover Dam breaking loose because my pussy let go like it’s never done before. Wet liquid spurted from my secret spot, coating not just his fingers and hands, but literally spraying Mason’s chest, blasting his abs and thighs with thick droplets of female ambrosia.
“Yes!” I screamed again, back going as stiff as a board before collapsing once more, hips bucking up and down like I was at a rodeo. “Yes!”
But Mason had me stuck tight and his fingers just burrowed deeper into both my holes.
“That’s it baby girl,” he rasped, “Feel it, feel it.”
And I let the thunder take me away. Sheer completion flooded my body, ecstatic wails ringing in our ears as I shivered wildly, a feral creature completely under the alpha’s control. Collapsing, I panted heavily into the sheets, boobs smashed against the mattress. Oh god, that’d been so good, and surely it had to mean something right? You can’t be that dirty and giving, without feeling nothing.
But I was wrong. Because as he pulled himself out of my holes, I writhed deliciously before shooting a coy glance over my shoulder. It was a disgusting sight for sure. The fingers on both of Mason’s hands were coated in my pussy cream and his jizz, like they’d been dipped in superglue. Droplets coated him from shoulder to knee, my man was wearing the evidence of my lust.
But I was so relaxed now that I went for it. Scrambling around on my hands and knees, my mouth opened wide, lips parting into a special “O.”
“Put it in?” I cooed. “Let baby taste?”
And Mason’s eyes flashed hotly. Because how often do you get to fuck an eighteen year-old naïf, filling both her holes with hot jism before she begs to lick it off your fingers? But then that shuttered look reappeared in his blue eyes, closing him off.
“Naw,” came that dead voice again, the big man looking away. “Naw, no thanks.”
And I watched, asto
nished, as the SEAL wiped his fingers on a nearby towel and got up. Unable to say anything, I stared as he got dressed in a flash, avoiding my eyes the entire time.
I sat up. What the—?
But Mason already had his jeans on, cock still half hard in his jeans, pressing a long and hard line down his thigh. Looking closely, I could even see a wet spot, the last dribbles of cum soaking through the material. But instead of teasing me with it, the SEAL stiffened and his eyes narrowed.
Something was very wrong.
“You should leave,” he said in that dead voice again.
My mouth fell open and I stared at him like an idiot, unable to believe my ears. There was no way he just told me to leave. Not after what we just shared with each other. Not while his cum was still dripping down my thighs like a hot river.
“Don't make me repeat myself,” he said, his voice completely even, with absolutely no emotion. “You need to get your shit and go.”
Shock slammed into me like a fist and I jerked back from him. It still didn't compute in my head but somehow, my body got the message. Because I flew upwards like a stiff puppet and out of the bed, before I fully realized what was going on.
Mason was treating me like a whore. No, make that worse than a whore. Because at least prostitutes get money for their work, they get paid. In contrast, he’d just fucked me hard in both holes, drenching me with his cum, and was throwing me out of his apartment without any sort of explanation. Like he didn't even owe me anything, not even a proper goodbye.
Flying so fast that my limbs were in a blur, I ran to the kitchen, scrabbling for my discarded clothes and pulling them on, not caring that my hair was caught in the zipper, one arm askew. I just had to get out of here as fast as possible.
And Mason didn’t even show his face. He stayed in the bedroom, I could hear heavy thumps as he paced, but did that fucker come out to say goodbye? Hot tears filled my eyes as I struggled to slip on my stilettos, the fuck-me heels I’d worn just for him.
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