1. Win or Lose


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Bi-sexual, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Author: reluctantlybi, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    corset and my ass. I shivered and squirmed against my bondage helplessly, mewing in protest, much to the giggly delight of the two women. After two slow inspection trips around me, walked to a table next to the bed and pulled a large tube of lube out of a drawer. Holding his gigantic erection in one hand, he squeezed out a long line of lube from the tip to the base, then unhurriedly began to spread it all over the shaft. I looked toward the women for rescue but there was none there, each had slid their hands between their legs and was watching the scene eagerly. He walked slowly toward me, the massive cock now shiny and throbbing in its thick coating of goo. He got behind me and put a pillow over the spreader bar before dropping to his knees between my outspread legs. I whined, feeling sweat running off of me as he took his position. “Don’t worry, bitch,” he growled, stroking my ass gently. “I’ll take my time. I want to enjoy this.” With that he grabbed the thong and abruptly ripped it off my hips, letting my cock and balls pop free and exposing my asshole. I moaned helplessly and then shuddered as cold lube was squeezed between my buttocks. He certainly did take his time, using his cock to spread the lube up and down my crack and then adding even more, ignoring my impotent muffled protests. I felt a hand pushing my left cheek to one side and sensed him shifting his weight, then felt something unbelievably large and hard press against me. I turned my head as best I could, ...
    seeing the look of concentration on his face as he slid the massive head up and down my crack. Finding the opening, he gripped my buttock harder and pressed against it. Feeling it start to enter me, I bucked and squealed. One small part of my brain was excited to hear my wife moan in excitement as her husband’s ass was violated, the rest was focused on my the pressure on my asshole. The head spread me open slowly as he grunted and moved his hips back and forth. I quivered and shook as centimeter by centimeter it slid in. “Bitch is tight,” he groaned. “Come on, open up and take it. You know you want it.” Just when I thought he was just going to rip me open, my anus gave up the struggle and he gradually slid all the way inside, his hips making contact with my buttocks. I went rigid and wailed helplessly as he gave a bark of triumph. I heard Linda gasp and moan, vaguely aware that she had just come against her hand. Then I went limp, all my resistance gone. He held that position for several long moments, patting my ass reassuringly, as I adjusted to the situation. When I had caught my breath he began gently rocking against me, keeping the shaft buried to the hilt. To my surprise, I heard myself moan in pleasure as he did this. Apparently my asshole was not the only thing to give up all resistance. My hips involuntarily wriggled back against him and, with a small laugh, he pushed a bit harder. Then he began to change from rocking to thrusting, pulling back a very short distance ...