The only sounds in the room are his loud grunts and heavy breathing. That, and the springs of my bed, my bed board hitting the wall. My soft whimpers, soft crying and moaning are drown out by all of this. My eyes closed, I keep my face buried in the pillow in front of me.
"Uhg, Uhg...fuck, ooooh, Uhg...", he slaps against me from behind forcefully and very fast. I can feel his hairy and muscular legs against my outer thighs. He pins my legs together and that holds my rear end cheeks tightly pressed together and in place up against the sides of his huge erection. He moves in and out of my tight little hole, slaps up hard against my naked rear as he does. He slides between my slippery cheeks the full length of his cock. It feels like my bed will break and collapse onto the floor. I'm being fucked by him for the first time, fucked very hard.
If a picture were taken from the ceiling all that it would show of me are the naked and smooth backs of my legs held tight together and sticking out in the middle of his muscular and hair legs. All the picture would show are the backs of my baby smooth thighs and the soft skin behind my knees and upper calves. His large body covers the rest of me completely. All you'd see in the picture is him moving on top of me.
His hands hold my wrists tightly, my arms bent up to my sides. I'm naked except for the pink high heel shoes I wear as he instructed me to do. His pants and underwear are down around his ankles, still has his work shoes on. His pants and the weight of his boots pin my feet down at the edge of the bed, they lay on top of the back of my heels. I'm helpless to move out from under him.
My rear is pushed up high, a pillow shoved up under my lower stomach. I feel the hairiness of his masculine crotch and balls slap up against my exposed rear end cheeks, feel him rub up against me rhythmically. I feel his still buttoned work shirt all over my back. He only removed his pants, just pulled them down to his ankles before he climbed on top of me.
"Oooo, you little bitch, you fucking little bitch...", he releases my wrists, leans up over me and takes the sides of my raised rear end cheeks in both hands. "...I knew you'd make a good fuck toy." I feel his fingers dig into me.
Holding me so tight it hurts, he cums in me. Lifting my rear up just off of the pillow and with his thumbs, spreading my cheeks apart next to the side of his hard cock, he exposes just my tight little hole. He pushes himself all the way into me. He pumps slowly, milking himself deeply into my rear end. I cry out, feels like I want to choke. He ignores me, holds his large erection all the way up into me.
And then he finishes. Pulling away and moving up on his knees, he puts his large flat hand on my back, he pushes up and off of me. I feel his cock pull out of me so quickly it hurts. I cry out, writhe on the bed. I hear him laugh.
"I know you liked that, princess. We both know you did, you fucking little whore." He steps back a few feet from the bed. "Now you have to learn do what comes next. You'll be doing this a lot."
I look back over my shoulder at him, feel my total nakedness as I look up at him. I also feel his cum up between my cheeks, feel the cool air on my naked butt as some of it starts to run out of me and onto the bed underneath me. He stares down at me. He snaps his fingers and points to the floor at his feet.
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An hour and half ago he was at my front door. I did what he told me to do, what he instructed me to do when he called. I told him I'd shaved like he told me too, told him I masturbated and thought about what he had me do for him in his car. Remember him saying, 'you are a good little, bitch'. I hated that that but said nothing. He told me he'd be at my front door at 6pm, one hour after work. Told me I was to have a very 'slippery ass', as he put it, and that I was to be naked and in hopefully the shoes he mentioned that one of the girls wore at the work-party. I was. Picked out a pair of open toe pink ankle strap 3" high heels at the local DSW at lunch time, I was three shades of red paying for them at the cash register with a line of people behind me watching. The girl at the register looked up at me and smiled, remember her quietly saying, 'did you find your right size, honey?'. She winked at me. I didn't answer her, just paid and left the store as fast as I could.
So there I was as he told me to be. I met him at my front door. Was terrified, I kept thinking I can say 'no', I can tell him I'm not going to do this. I wanted to run, felt like throwing up. And then my doorbell rang.
He was still dressed like he does at work in the warehouse. Work shirt, work pants and heavy boots. He looked all male, all working class man, very large, strong and masculine. There was nothing effeminate about him. He was a real man's man.
Seeing him like that, standing in my hallway, made me feel even smaller than I am, I felt very sissy-like. And in that instant I felt my little thing stir and then shrink, felt it just barely feel like it wanted to get erect but couldn't. I realized that he turned me on. I wanted this. But I was so afraid.
He didn't say a word, just stood there and smiled. My face turned bright red and I looked down toward the floor, looked down at my girl shoes. I am small, very thin and barely 5'6". And naked I look like a teenage boy. As I looked down I saw my very little 2" penis, soft and boy-like. There I was for him to see and inspect wearing only high heels. That and K-Y jelly I usually use to masturbate. I put it all over tiny hole, up high between my cheeks on my rear end.
"I'd see you in your office, suit and tie on, think to myself what you'd look like naked on your knees with my dick in your mouth." He moved toward me. "I'd think to myself, 'he's the perfect little bitch, he just doesn't know it yet' and then I'd have to make sure my hard on didn't show under my pants to the others in the warehouse. I've thought about you for a while, princess."
He moved up to me and took me by one arm. "Where's your bedroom?"
"Upstairs." I muttered, still staring at the floor. I motioned to the stairway.
He pulled me by my arm from the hall, started a walking purposefully, not fast but forceful. I could barely keep up, heard my high heels click on the wood floor as he led me to the stairs quickly. He didn't say a word, just led me upstairs.
Pulling me into my bedroom, he let go of my arm and moved to the bed. He pulled back the bedspread just enough to take a pillow and then tossed it to the center of the bed. He reached back and took my arm again, pulling me to the bed.
"Let's go, bitch, face down and lover the pillow, maybe fold it over to push that rear up high." He slapped my butt so hard, loud slap sound reverberated off my bedroom walls. I raised up onto my toes, cried out, felt a tear in one eye.
As I lay across the pillow I could hear him unbuckle his belt, heard his pants drop to the floor, then felt him put his knees on the bed fast, just outside of my legs pinning me down. I felt his entire weight on top of me from behind as I felt him reach down and take his cock in his hand, felt him move his cock around and up between my cheeks until he found my tight little hole. He was rock hard.
When he pushed into me for the first time I screamed. I screamed out loud. He didn't say anything. He pushed it in all the way. I started to pull away but could not, felt him hold me so down, felt the pillow under me block my escape, felt it keep my rear up for him. I just gave in, fell onto it and pushed my rear out to him as best I could. I thought to myself, 'I'm going to do this for him, not going to fight it.' He started to fuck me, really fuck me.
