Stranger In My Ass Novels & Stories

Mixing it like sugar in water. After two rounds, I was too tired to even lift a muscle but he made me turn around. Almost forcing me to sit on all fours. "I am tired. Let go of me." I screamed. My voice too soft for even me to decipher. "But I am not. Stranger. I have just started baby." He pinched me on my hips and I let out a soft cry. "Remember to shout AB Stranger. It's the short form of my name. And own my manhood for tonight." ...

In the short time that I got to see him, I could see the sores around his mouth where he’s been fighting against the muzzle, see the bruises and patches of spots where the scales have worn away or been ripped out from the restraints that are holding him down. Afterward, I came back to the penthouse. It’s become my central point. So far, I’ve been lucky and haven’t run into Ishir or Tana. And since he offered, I’ve been sleeping in Ishir’s bed. Originally, I wasn’t going to, but I began to feel like I was going crazy, like my psyche was breaking apart because of what I’m being forced to do, and it is only his scent that has kept me from falling apart.

His dick slaps across my lips, fat and heavy, and I suck him down with a moan. Behind me, the next guy lines up with my soaked pussy… then pauses. His hand spreads my ass. “Nah. This one’s mine.” The crowd hoots and cheers like we’re at a sports match. He spits in my ass, then shoves his cock straight into my ass. I scream, jerking forward, choking on the cock in my throat. “Ohhh fuck!” I cry, pulling off the stranger’s dick just long enough to shout, “I love it in my ass! Harder! Please, fuck me there!”

I searched my memory. Was it all a bad dream? The stranger in my trailer. Stone Acanthus. A tall, towering warrior in black who had told me he owned me. I touched my lips, remembering the feel of his ruthless kiss. My first one. Had I really imagined it? What about that bizarre flash of light, and the way he’d flown backward away from me as if hit by an invisible wrecking ball.

I moaned loudly as I felt him pulsing inside me, filling me up. We stayed like that for a moment. Panting, sweaty and his s cock still buried deep inside me. Then reality slowly returned. I didn’t even know his name. He pulled out, cum dripping down my thighs as he tucked himself back into his pants. He gave me one last dark, satisfied smirk. “See you around, stranger.” Then he disappeared into the night. I stood there against the wall, dress still hiked up, pussy throbbing and leaking his cum, realizing I had just let a complete stranger fuck me raw in a dirty alley…

He dipped down until his face was almost on the carpet and shove his ass up higher for him. The stranger thrusted in rapidly, groaning and grunting as he chased his own orgasm While Patrick moaned. Patrick wrapped his hand around his dick and stroked himself, shooting his cum all over the floor as the stranger pumped and twisted in him. Soon his toes coiled and he pulled out in time to pour his seeds over his ass. “That’s a good boy.” He praised, slapping at Patrick’s ass before pulling his trousers up and leaving.

Jennifer scoffed and said, "Wrong? Cedric, I'd know your phony, pretentious act anywhere, even if you were turned into ashes." She strutted toward me in her towering heels, her commanding aura making the crowd shrink back. "You promised to vanish when I kicked you out of the villa. So, what happened?" She stopped in front of me, looking down as if I were nothing but trash. "Now, here you are with some kid from who knows where, crashing the variety show I'm on. Who's this little act for?"

His breathing was hard and heavy as if the last thread of control was about to leave him. Why would I want him to stop? I wanted this as much as he does! “Don’t wait for me to stop you, I won’t,” I whispered in his lips, breathing heavily. The stranger groaned before slamming his lips back on mine. His finger found my entrance and he pushed one digit, coated another with my juice, and now there are two inside me. I screamed as I felt my orgasm was on its edge. “So damn tight,” he groaned as my walls clenched on his digits, but he kept the fast pace.

After аbоut five tіmеѕ hе wаѕ burіеd іn my аѕѕ. "Fuсk Tоm, he's fuсkіng mу аѕѕ. Nо оnе'ѕ еvеr fucked my аѕѕ. Thіѕ ѕtrаngеr is fuсkіng mу аѕѕ" I cried. "Hоw dо уоu fееl babe?" Tom аѕkеd. I hаd a сосk in my рuѕѕу аnd оnе іn mу ass. "Full," I rерlіеd.

"In and out. Nobody will notice." A side door hung open, a steady stream of servers passing through. Luna slipped inside, her heart hammering against her ribs as the warmth and scent of roasted meats, fresh bread, and wine washed over her. Workers in crisp black and white uniforms bustled around, too preoccupied to spare her a glance. Maybe they assumed she belonged. That thought made her want to laugh. She followed the scent of food like a starving animal, mouth watering, when harsh voices halted her. "Where the hell is she?" A man’s voice, sharp and cold enough to shatter glass.