Chapter #5A rough anal pounding. by: weirdo   John now stood in front of Khloe, awaiting further instruction.
“Take off your clothes.” She commanded. “And do it quickly, I’m dying to pound that cute little ass.”
A shiver shot through John’s spine. He had suspected that this is what she wanted to do next, but hearing those words come out of Khloe’s mouth made the reality of his situation sink in. He removed his cum-stained clothes and left them on the floor near the mattress. Once again, he was left waiting to be told what to do.
“Lay on the mattress, face down.”
John obeyed, getting into position. With his face pressed against the dirty mattress, all he could smell was its musky odor (which was a welcome break from Khloe’s crotch stench). He then felt a sharp slap on his ass, triggering a pained yelp.
“Damn, your ass is so soft.” Muttered Khloe, who was now squishing and squeezing John’s cheeks with both hands. “A butt like this deserves to be fucked hard.”
This was too much for John. There’s no way I’m letting that tree trunk of a cock fuck me John thought, I wouldn’t be able to walk for weeks! He doubted they would let him go so easily though, he needed somebody to save him.
“Help! He-“ John screamed out, before his head was roughly slammed into the mattress, muffling his cries.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing bitch?!” Khloe snarled. “Mia, can you go get the bag?”
“Sure thing.” She replied, before hurrying out of the room.
Khloe leaned her head down next to John’s ear, and whispered:
“You shouldn’t have done that. I was going to give you a quick pounding, cum, and then be done with it. You’d have gotten paid, you’d have gone home, and you’d be done with this whole affair.”
She leaned in even closer, her face now touching John’s, Her hot, sticky breath clinging to John’s cheek.
“But now, after that stunt you just tried to pull? I’m not going to stop fucking you till I’m all dried up. I’m going to slam that little ass of yours again and again, cumming in you every time.”
Khloe pulled back, resuming her position above John with one hand still pressing his face into the mattress, while the other strokes her cock.
“For the next several hours, you’re going to be my cum-dump. That’s all you’re good for after all.”
As soon as Khloe was done spelling out John’s grim fate, Mia returned carrying a duffel bag. She brought it over to the mattress and set it down.
“I’ll cuff his hands, you gag him.” Says Khloe.
She reached into the duffel bag and picked up a pair of metal handcuffs. She grabbed John’s hands, tugging them behind his back and cuffing them. At the same time, Mia grabbed some duct tape and one of Khloe’s filthy, sweat-soaked socks. She wrenched John’s head up and jammed the sock into his mouth as he was gasping for air, before sealing it in with the duct tape.
“There we go! Try calling for help now.” Mia says mockingly. “Oh and Khloe, do you need any lube?”
“Nah, this whore’s saliva should be enough. And if it isn’t, well, I guess it’s going to be even more painful for them.” Khloe chuckles.
While all this is going on, John is crying profusely. He knew that craigslist advert was dodgy, but he pursued it against his better judgement. And now he was helpless, about to get raped senseless by an enormous girl-cock.
Khloe pressed the head of her shaft against John’s clenched asshole, and slowly pushed against it. It was a tight fit, but after 30 seconds of pressing against his trembling hole, Khloe’s dick slipped in. The motion was sudden, shocking John and causing him to scream into the moist sock occupying his mouth. Khloe continued to push further, gliding more of her girthy cock into John’s widening asshole. The pain he felt was unreal; He became lightheaded, stars were now filling his vision. After much effort, Khloe finally bottomed out, the full 12 inches of her cock now buried in John’s insides. She then laid down on top of John’s small body, crushing him with her full weight. Her breasts enveloped John’s head, making it harder than it already was for him to breathe.
“God, your asshole’s tight too. You really were made to be a cocksleeve, huh?”
Eventually, Khloe begins to pull out till there’s just a couple inches left in John’s backdoor, before slamming her pelvis back down and filling him up again. She continued, pulling back and drilling down, increasing her pace as she did it. Faster and faster she pounded John’s poor asshole, jack-hammering his butt relentlessly. Her weight strengthened every thrust, her pelvis coming down on John with enough force to make the whole room tremor. The deafening sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the entire building. Khloe was drenched in sweat from head to toe, with much of it dripping onto or rubbing of on John’s body. This carried on for nearly half an hour, with Khloe never once slowing down.
“Ready… for me to… fill your ass up… bitch?” Khloe panted. “I’m going… I’m going to cum!”
With that shout, she slammed her weight down onto John, burying her cock in his ass completely. She let out a torrent of cum, plastering John’s insides with thick white spunk. She continued pumping her hot, sticky fluid into her victim for about a minute, before pulling out. She rolled off of John and sat up, regaining her breath. John simply lay there, in too much pain to even consider moving. Cum was oozing out of his abused hole, he was soaked in Khloe’s sweat, and he still had her sock lodged in his mouth.
After a couple of minutes, Khloe had finally recovered and her dick was at full mast again.
“Ready for round two?”
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“Well, I think I’m done.” Khloe sighs, putting her clothes back on. “Didn’t think I was going to be emptied that quickly.”
8 hours had passed. For 8 hours, Khloe had relentlessly fucked John senseless, in a multitude of different positions. The sock-gag had long since been removed to allow Khloe to skullfuck him a few times, as well as to make him swallow her cum. Mia had had to leave to get food and drinks for her and Khloe (John received nothing).
Mia walked over to John, who was currently laying face up on the now cum-stained mattress. She waved an envelope above him, trying to get his attention.
“Hey slut! Wake up. Here’s your payment.” She says, dropping the envelope onto his spunk-soaked body. “What did you need the money for anyway?”
John doesn’t reply, his mind has gone numb from the non-stop ball draining sex.
“Hey!” Mia kicks him in his side. “I said what’s the money for?”
“…Rent.” John mutters, barely able to operate his aching jaw.
“Rent huh? Must be due soon if you’re out here answering sketchy craigslist adverts without a second thought.” Mia responded.
“I’m curious, when’s this rent due?” Asked Khloe, who was now done getting dressed.
“…7”
“As in, 7pm?”
John nodded.
“Today?”
Another nod. Mia and Khloe look at each other.
“Should we tell him?” Says Mia.
Tell me what? John thinks, before realising what they meant. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach.
“It’s 9:30 right now.”
John’s landlord wasn’t exactly the forgiving type, and had only reluctantly allowed him late rent payments due to having a not-so-secret crush on him. But he doubted they were going to let it slide again, especially considering he hadn’t asked for an extension this time.
“Tell you what.” Khloe squats down beside John. “How about I let you stay at my place?”
“…what?” John replies, completely puzzled.
“I’m offering you a place to stay. I’ll let you stay for free too, no need to worry about rent.” Khloe elaborates. “Of course, there is one condition.”
“And that is?” John questioned, already knowing the answer.
“You’ll have to obey my every command.” Khloe responds. “If I tell you to suck my cock, you’ll suck my cock; If I tell you to ride my dick, you’ll ride my dick; If I tell you to eat my ass, you’ll eat my ass. Sound good?”
Does John accept her offer?
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