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farmbitchone 4 years ago
He was told in no uncertain terms to get on all fours. Fingers lubed up his arse entrance – and I, fascinated, watched someone other than me give my boyfriend such intimate attention. Fingers slipping in and out of his hole – and that squelching, sexual in-out finger-fuckery giving birth to his first moans and groans of pleasure. Seeing him physically relax into the moment, the feelings, and give his body over for this man to fuck. Face already blissed out, eyes closed and god knows what going through his mind other than fuck me now.
His friend decided my boyfriend was ready enough. I watched, entranced, holding my breath as he expertly re-stiffened his cock one-handed. His other, the butt-filthy and lubed hand, rested on my man’s buttock. Holding him, ready for mounting. Like some wank sleeve he was about to ejaculate his pent-up need into.
The tip of his sizeable and impressively hard cock was now exposed, the foreskin pulled back from the shiny head after his quick preparatory tug. Both hands held on to my boyfriend’s sides now, as my man remained in position on all fours undoubtedly bracing himself for invasion. His friend’s hands pulled his cheeks apart slightly, letting him position his cock tip right on that puckered, lube-coated entrance.
The guy pushed. Not a fast, deep, sudden ramming. Just a gentle nudge to get the tip of his cock inside my man. It was then I heard my boyfriend cry out for the first (but definitely not the last) time that night. A strangled, conflicted cry combining all the pain, horror and aghastness of oh-my-god stop with all the sweet delight, satisfaction and need of for fuck’s sake, don’t stop.
The filthy bastard just smiled. The wicked and evil smile of a man who knows he has his prey right where he wants him, and he’s going to squeeze out & enjoy every ounce of perverted pleasure.
He pushed some more. I saw my boyfriend’s hands, then. The flash of skin as his nails clawed into the pillow, which he also used to muffle his second piteous, and clit-tingling, cry. His body betrayed him though. Moans escaped his lips; louder then, as he couldn’t help but throw his head back as the slow-but-certain arse fucking continued. His fingers were still curled in a death-grip around the pillow, but his back arched. Audibly ragged breaths were drawn between moans and he pushed his arse back on to that invading cock.
It was like I was fucking him myself. I could almost feel him bearing back down on every inch of my non-existent erect cock. If I wasn’t worried it would halt the action, I would have plunged my fingers deep inside my sopping cunt to soothe the urgently aching need.
His friend decided my boyfriend was ready enough. I watched, entranced, holding my breath as he expertly re-stiffened his cock one-handed. His other, the butt-filthy and lubed hand, rested on my man’s buttock. Holding him, ready for mounting. Like some wank sleeve he was about to ejaculate his pent-up need into.
The tip of his sizeable and impressively hard cock was now exposed, the foreskin pulled back from the shiny head after his quick preparatory tug. Both hands held on to my boyfriend’s sides now, as my man remained in position on all fours undoubtedly bracing himself for invasion. His friend’s hands pulled his cheeks apart slightly, letting him position his cock tip right on that puckered, lube-coated entrance.
The guy pushed. Not a fast, deep, sudden ramming. Just a gentle nudge to get the tip of his cock inside my man. It was then I heard my boyfriend cry out for the first (but definitely not the last) time that night. A strangled, conflicted cry combining all the pain, horror and aghastness of oh-my-god stop with all the sweet delight, satisfaction and need of for fuck’s sake, don’t stop.
The filthy bastard just smiled. The wicked and evil smile of a man who knows he has his prey right where he wants him, and he’s going to squeeze out & enjoy every ounce of perverted pleasure.
He pushed some more. I saw my boyfriend’s hands, then. The flash of skin as his nails clawed into the pillow, which he also used to muffle his second piteous, and clit-tingling, cry. His body betrayed him though. Moans escaped his lips; louder then, as he couldn’t help but throw his head back as the slow-but-certain arse fucking continued. His fingers were still curled in a death-grip around the pillow, but his back arched. Audibly ragged breaths were drawn between moans and he pushed his arse back on to that invading cock.
It was like I was fucking him myself. I could almost feel him bearing back down on every inch of my non-existent erect cock. If I wasn’t worried it would halt the action, I would have plunged my fingers deep inside my sopping cunt to soothe the urgently aching need.
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