agony as he forced his cock deep into my bowels, stretching my virgin anus until I thought it would tear apart. My slender eighteen-year-old body shook and jerked, trying to get his large shaft to dislodge. But the effort was futile. Mr. Prescott had me firmly pinned down to the bed. No amount of fighting was going to stop him now.
He placed his big hands on either side of my waist for support while his cock inched forward into me.
Even with the lube on his dick, the pain was still horrible. He pressed further and further into my rectum. Just when I thought he’d put all he could inside me, he’d thrust forward again, putting in another half-inch. I cried out, but he didn’t listen.
Finally, I felt his hips meet my ass cheeks and I knew he could go no further. His big balls now rested against my pussy with him bottomed out inside my bowels. I prayed that would be it, and was relieved when he began to pull his dick back out of me. He’d removed it until just the head was still lodged inside me, then he slammed back into me again.
“FUCK!” I shouted as the pain renewed.
He did this a few times. Slowly, he’d withdraw his dick, only to slam it back into me hard again.
I screeched in pain while he moaned in ecstasy and continued to fill my ass with what felt like a massive package. He sat up then, pulling my hair again into two ponytails and began to thrust into my anal cavity. He pulled my hair back like reigns as he animalistically molested my ass.
The harder I screamed, the rougher and faster Mr. Prescott went, pushing in and out, feeling my hot ass making contact with his humongous penis. I grunted as he pushed in harder and harder, pulling me into him by the hair and fucking faster.
With a loud grunt he jammed it back into my ass to the hilt with one long hard stroke. He lowered his torso so his belly rested against my back. Then he slid in and out with renewed vigor, sodomizing me completely.
The longer the anal fucking went, the greater his speed became. With each hard thrust, I could now hear his balls slap against my pussy. I whimpered a lot, but I didn’t fight against him as he fucked deeply into my bowels.
And then, the strangest thing happened. My body tensed, and I experienced what could only be described as a mini-orgasm. I came again, spewing more love-juice out of my pussy. It wasn’t nearly as intense as it had been before, but despite the pain, my body had clearly enjoyed the anal fucking.
My cumming had obviously gotten to him because right after I was done, he picked up the pace. Now, with every thrust he’d pull almost all the way out of my ass before driving it back hard. Though it hurt, and I was still whimpering with pain, I couldn’t believe that another climax was fast approaching.
On a few occasions he did slip totally out of her but my asshole was stretched enough at this point that he easily sank back in again.
As I came a second time, my ass clenching down hard on his cock, he filled my bowels with his sticky white goo.
Again, he collapsed on me, both of us completely exhausted.
When I woke up again, it was morning. I was still naked. Cum dripped from both of my holes, and I was incredibly sore. Raven’s sheets were stained with my virgin blood and her own father’s cum.
It was still early, but I got dressed. I used the bathroom, cleaned up Raven’s bed, and pretty much hid all evidence of what had happened that night. I didn’t want her to know that I’d been royally fucked, and especially not by her own father. I finally understood what she meant about being embarrassed about losing her virginity.
I really hoped Raven had a better time last night than I had.
I went home soon after, Raven still hadn’t come home yet. A few hours later, I got a phone call from her.
“Hey, can I come over?” she asked.
“Sure,” I said, trying to sound as normal as possible. “You owe me a story after all.”
She laughed. “Oh, boy do I ever.” Then she grew serious.