Paul

I put the vibrator down because I was getting too heated up, and then the stranger walked in. He was tall and blond and big, not at all skinny, but not fat either. He came over to the bed and looked me over. I was so hot from the vibrator, all my nervousness had dissipated. He began undressing, taking his pants off first, and then his shirt. All he said was, "My name is Paul."

He came over to the bed and his dick was half hard. "Suck me," he said. His dick was bigger than average and somewhat thick. He kneeled on the bed and like a good little slut, I obeyed him, and put his cock in my mouth and let him fuck me that way until he was hard. He then pushed me back on the bed and told me he was going to fuck me. I felt my nerves all tingle and my pussy contract, thinking about having sex with this total stranger. "You really are a fucking whore," he said. His dick was pointed on my pussy. He pushed inside me and it felt so good and I felt so slutty. "Laying here waiting for any man to walk in that door and fuck you. And you're enjoying it, too? Aren't you?" I told him I was. I felt like I could come at any second, but I didn't want to.

"How hot is your pussy, whore?" he asked. "Hot," I said. "I couldn't hear you," he said. "Say it louder." "Hot," I yelled.

He pulled his cock out and rolled me over. He reached for the lubricant and began putting it liberally all over my asshole. I was squirming, wanting to be fucked some more. I knew he was going to fuck me in the ass, but I was ready for it. At first I felt his fingers plunge in my ass and his other hand playing with my clit, then I felt his dick positioned to go in my ass. At first it didn't hurt at all. He went in a little deeper and I felt pangs then real pain. "Stop," I said. "It hurts too much." He laid on top of me and held my arms in front of my head. He pushed deeper and it still hurt but in an intoxicating way. I was crying and moaning and feeling him pump my ass. I felt hot and feverish. "Yes," he kept saying, "Yes."