Stranger In My Ass Novels & Stories

I quickened my pace and looked for somewhere I could go to tuck the toy in. The weather warmed up a little after the new year. I wore a loose tracksuit, but underneath, I wore skin-tight clothes to get ready to be intimate with Samuel. Many people exercised in the park. I had no choice but to go to the restroom to tuck in the toy. Just as I arrived at the grove near the restroom entrance, a man wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and tightened my loose tracksuit. The man seemed to be accustomed to causing such shocking encounters. Right after he hugged me from behind, he started playing with himself.

Title: Stranger in the Dark Room Chapter 2: I stepped out of that small storage room on shaky legs, my ass still throbbing from the hard fuck. The club music hit me again like a wave, but everything felt distant now. My mind was replaying the way that stranger had used me so roughly against the wall. I could still feel the stretch, the way his thick cock had pounded deep. Cum from my own load had dried on my stomach under my shirt, and my hole felt slick and open.

My muscles tense, my senses on high alert. Pushing the door open, a scene unfolds before me. A dark-haired stranger kneeling on all fours, his cries of pleasure pulsating through the space. Jasper, wet and stark naked, towers over him, his muscles clenched as he slams into the stranger with a ferocity that's both captivating and terrifying. "Fucking take it!" Jasper's fingers dig deep into the stranger's back, leaving bloody scratch marks in their wake. His head is thrown back, lips parted in a snarl of pleasure.

“No… just… needed some air.” He stepped closer, towering over me. The scent of him, musk, cigarette smoke, and pure man, hit me like a drug. He looked me up and down slowly, eyes lingering on my bulge. “You look like you need something else, boy. Something other than just air,” he said, voice dropping lower. One big hand reached out and boldly palmed my ass through my jeans, squeezing hard. “Nice ass you got here. You letting strangers use it tonight?” I should have run. Should have shunned him. Instead, I moaned softly and pushed back against his hand. “Maybe.”

My pussy clenched and fluttered uselessly, dripping steadily onto the velvet beneath me. The stranger leaned over my back, his chest pressing against me as he whispered hotly in my ear, “You look so fucking beautiful like this — ass up, dripping, begging, while strangers play with your body. But remember… no one gets to fuck this cunt tonight except me. They can taste you. They can touch you. But this tight hole is mine to ruin.” His dirty words pushed me even closer to the edge. My entire body trembled violently as another orgasm threatened to crash over me.

Shit! "What a nasty engaged slut!! Squeeze your cunt so I can cum." He buried himself to the hilt as I squeezed around his huge shaft. Hot cum flooded my cunt, so much that they leaked down my legs. For one split second the arena grew quiet, the stranger's cock still shoving into my pussy. Bright lights swept over us. Looking up mortified, I saw myself on the big screen, wide eyes, sweaty, makeup ruined, as the stranger quickly pulled out with a loud pop.

“She’s watching, leet her see how you take my cock.” I stepped inside the room my legs shaking and shut the door behind me. The click made them both look at me, jake’s cock was rock hard, veins standing out. The stranger slowed his thrusts but didn’t pull out, rolling his hips slow so Jake whimpered. “Who are you?” I asked the stranger and my voice came out steadier than I felt, my nipples were hard against my dress and my panties were soaked, the cotton clinging to my folds. “My name’s Connor,” he said and he reached around to stroke Jake’s cock slow, twisting his wrist on the upstroke. Jake bucked and moaned loud. “Your boyfriend here invited me over after work, he said he needed his ass f

She savored the stranger’s tongue and the crushed fruit in his mouth… He finally turned to the older businessman. She saw that he was trembling as he spoke to him. _I have a problem, he said to his colleague. _What is it? _Allysa is so exciting… I really want to make love to her. _And your wife? Don’t forget our rules. We only came to taste Lisa. _I can’t resist her, he replied, admiring the teenager’s magnificent body. She’s so beautiful. Allysa observed the stranger thoughtfully. She really liked his features, which were both fine and virile. He must have had Italian or Spanish origins, perhaps. There was something burning about him, an inner fire that terribly excited Allysa.

[They claim you had an affair during your marriage, kept a female secretary as a mistress, fathered an illegitimate child, and even forced your wife out. [It's already trending.] I pulled out my phone and searched. Countless marketing accounts had clearly been bought off, spreading rumors about me—dumping all the blame on my head while not mentioning a single word about Cynthia and Bobby's affair. What was even stranger was that, in every photo and video, the man's build, appearance, and even voice bore a striking resemblance to mine. If not for subtle differences in small mannerisms, even I might have mistaken him for myself. I had the photos and videos analyzed.

I opened the room door which had a big sticker of twenty-nine pasted on it and to my greatest surprise, I saw a guy lying on his stomach, watching a movie or so. It dawned on me that he watching porn when I heard the weird sounds coming from his laptop. He hadn't noticed my presence since he was very engrossed, so I quietly stepped out of the room and let out a big sigh of frustration. So this was my new roommate? Great! Just what I needed!