Erotica Anthology #3

Reluctant IV.

#13

Reluctant IV.

High school reunion ends up with a girl being taken advantage off by her own best friend after a drunken night.

In the morning after dark . . . .

Carolyn wakes up to find her entire body sore.

Her eyes flutter open, not recognizing the unfamiliar room.

What has happened?

The last thing she remembers is being at her high school reunion party. She was talking, drinking and dancing, and she recalls pulling her high school crush into a slow dance after she started to become tipsy. Carolyn has decided to stop caring and begun drinking when her boyfriend had the nerve to break up with her over a text; most probably to chase after another slut. Hurt, she turned herself to the alcohol, wanting to forget all of the unpleasant things in her past.

After the party had ended, Jarrett was nice enough to offer her a ride, but she told him that she had nowhere else to go since she had just been kicked out from the apartment she had shared with her ex-boyfriend. Hesitantly, the man allowed her to stay in his place for the night. He had not demanded anything else, since at that point she was already too drunk to listen to him speaking.

She passed out on the passenger seat of his car, briefly drifting back to consciousness for a couple of times during the ride. Then they got to his place and Carolyn completely passed out when he dropped her on something soft and comfy. After that, the rest of the events from previous night became very blurry.

When Carolyn begins to move, however, a sharp sting of pain erupts from her asshole. The young woman is clueless to the cause of her pain, moving again in an attempt to free herself from the unknown weight. This time she bites her bottom lips hard, swallowing the scream that is threatening to escape from her chapped lips. Her throat feels dry, and she swallows her own saliva in order to sustain herself.

There is a glass of water on the bed stand, and she tries to stretch out her arm to reach for it, only to have a strong, muscular arm wrapped around her waist tightly, pulling her back to the bed. She can feel her ass hitting another person’s body, and something buried to the hilt inside her back passage. Cold sweat begins to cover her when she finally realizes what is actually the cause of her pain; Jarrett’s c**k.

His length is massive, unlike anything she has ever felt before. He occupies her tight little asshole to the fullest of her capacity, to the point that he might have ripped her back entrance a little. She can certainly feel the stinging pain becoming even more prominent when she tries to close around her rosebud, the opening clenching around the stiff morning wood, preventing her muscles from relaxing and going back to its original shape.

Glass of water forgotten, Carolyn grunts loudly, crying out in frustration when she fails to struggle herself free from his grip. His body mass is keeping her still, and she is way too small and frail in comparison to his size. She can not roll off from being caged under him, because he is still buried so deep inside the dark tightness of her ass.

She is just about to make some progress in her escape, when Jarrett suddenly pulls her closer, his nose inhaling the scent of her hair while his c**k is pulsing inside her passage, lying still with a promise of something as pleasurable as it is equally painful. Suddenly, he slams his pelvis back against her ass, slapping skin onto skin, impaling her deeply. His c**k instantly ripples around her walls, fighting with the urge to fill.

After that, he continues, diving his c**k into moving in and out of her dry asshole, causing her further pain.

Had they f****d like this while she was unconscious? But if she had passed out, how could she have given consent to this? No, don’t tell her that— Carolyn grows even more unnerved while her suspicion grows stronger. Her imagination runs wild, in fear of what had transpired last night.

“Jarrett, wake up. You’re hurting me,” she gritted her teeth.

The man simply groans in response, still deep in sleep.

He must be dreaming, Carolyn concludes.

He is f*****g her while still being asleep. Sexsomnia. It’s like sleepwalking, but instead of walking around, he is f*****g her tight ass.

His size occupies her, tearing through the tender passage. The pain from last night’s assault is returning back to her; her ass has not yet to recover.

In his dream, a sharp band of release throttles Jarrett’s c**k, demanding to spurt into this amazing slave he had made out of the baby doll blonde. And in turn, Carolyn is fishing, milking, tearing every drop of pre-c*m he has to give every so greedily. He keeps rocking back and forth into her ass, his hot-aching prick plunging like a madman into her dark wetness.

In real time, Carolyn goes floppy when the man is done with her, breathing like a tormented blackbird after being forced to take in his c*m inside her ass. She can tell that he is a ruthless lover, but even this is too much for a young woman with a body like her to handle. She is simply too tiny, and his c**k is too massive, his presence inside the depths of her ass ever so demanding.

Even though depleted, the c**k inside her never softens. He will simply just keep f*****g her, in his dream and in real time. His dark veiny hardness snug fittingly inside her ass, while his balls continue to slap against the area in between her legs, matching to the rhythm of the f**k. Her breasts bounce, her ass dancing to the rhythm of his c**k. He takes and takes from her, forcing her to surrender until her ass is forced to become a willing vessel for him to thrust into.

At this point, Jarrett’s face is tight and dark. His hips continue pistoning against her buttocks. The walls of her back passage clamp down tightly, begging him to give her asshole another drink. For some time, the only thing Carolyn can hear is the lewd sounds of her ass being smashed and rubbed hard by the d**k as he pumps into her like a machine. He f***s her hard and fast until there is nothing there left but a mindless hole to fill. And when he bursts inside her dark passage — yet again for the countless time — he fills her ass right up until droplets begin to cascade from the back entrance, c*m leaking and covering their inner thighs.

Reeking of s*x, Jarrett finally settles back into a dormant sleep, leaving the female under him to deal with the mess he has made.

Exhausted as the male above her, Carolyn drifts back to sleep as well, too tired in mind and body to do anything as the darkness takes over.

. . . . .

Last night . . . .

When Jarrett takes Carolyn home, he thinks that he is simply just letting the girl sleeps in his couch for a night. He admits that the girl in question herself has played a part in swaying her decision. He does not usually take a girl home with him. But since it is her, he will make an exception. Just this once though, nothing more.

Or at least, that is what he is telling himself. Once they get into his house, Carolyn becomes half-conscious. She is still moving and walking about, but her steps are still clumsy and she mostly relies on him to stand up. When he brings her to the couch, pillow and blanket already laid out, the young woman refuses to rest. In fact, she rebels.

Carolyn sulkingly stays away from the already prepared couch and insists on taking the stairs that lead to his room. Jarrett chases after her, but she runs instead. He tries to stop her, but she can be rather sneaky to catch when she wants to be, her much smaller body easily slip away from his grip just when he is about to wrap his arm around her waist.

He chases her down until he finds her lying about on his bed, as if it were her own. Jarrett tries to coax her into leaving, but she simply latches herself into the bedcovers, refusing to let go when he attempts to pull her off. After some struggling, Jarrett decides to give in, not thinking that it is worth the effort. Besides, she will probably wonder off to sleep very soon.

Yet even after he has showered and cleaned up, the delectable woman is still lying about half awake on his bed, as if waiting for his return. He reaches to the other side of the bed that she does not occupy, and slips himself under the covers. Carolyn does the same, slipping herself under the cover just like him.

Just when Jarrett is about to drift off to sleep, he can feel the female presence embracing him from behind, wrapping one arm around his waist, her breasts thrusted against his bare back. Jarrett usually sleeps naked, but he puts on a brief just for her shake tonight. Yet the woman is testing his limits yet again, pressing herself against him, tempting him with a silent invitation.

The longer she stays close to him, the more he can smell her sweet natural scent. It does things to his mind. Jarrett tries to unlatch her from him and distance himself, but the female will simply just crawl her way towards him, before strutting her body against his back once more.

They stay like that for quite some time, before Carolyn starts to move again; this time, to entangle her legs against him until she ends up wrapping one so close to his crotch. Her knee bump into his balls gently, and Jarrett hisses in respond. He tries to get her to stop, but his attempts only encourages her to touch him more, until her hands end up on his washboard abs and her mouth begins to water.

Despite her babydoll looks, he is pleasantly surprised to find this wanton side of her — and he says pleasantly because his c**k is starting to wake.

Continuously being kneaded and caressed, Jarrett fails to fight off the so little control he already forced himself to possess. In the end, when the blonde girl finally dips one hand under his brief, so close to catching him, he snaps and pulls her hand away from his aching d**k. He pushes her down and climbs on top of her, each wrists gripped tightly under his hands. Carolyn only chuckles in her half-asleep state, before snoring softly.

Oh no, she is not getting some sleep after teasing him continuously like that. He has a raging hard on in between his legs, and he needs her to tame it before he can do anything else.

Unzipping her little slutty dress, he flings the material off like it has offended him, before proceeding to unhooking her bra and undoing her hair until a tangled mess. Jarrett pauses a little bit once he gets to her panties however, as it is only then that he realizes that the little slut is wearing a G-string.

Was she hoping to get some tonight? Well then, it is her lucky night, because he is about to lay with her this evening. He turns her to the side, appreciatively eyeing the little things that is tucked in the middle of the valley of her ass, the end sinking into her mount. Jarrett pulls at the knot that is holding the material together, and the fabrics pool around her like a present.

Jarrett wastes no time, pulling his brief down and freeing his c**k, which quickly finds its way to the opening of her p***y like he is being pulled by a magnet. He is just about to thrust into her, before Carolyn suddenly wakes up and shouts.

“No!”

Jarrett stills.

“Not there . . . please,” she whimpers.

What? Is she afraid that he might get her pregnant? STDs?

“I need something, Lynn. If you’re not giving me what I want, then this monster is going into your ass,” he tells her, his tone barely a whisper.

Carolyn does not reply, instead going back to sleep.

He takes that as an approval, and moves her sluggish body so that he can position himself at her rosebud and access her with ease. The foreskin makes contact by kissing her at her sacred place, before starting his way in, not even bothering to prepare her beforehand.

Carolyn wakes up yet again by a stark, the pain riding into her body until she is rendered speechless. What is going on? While Carolyn is still confused and trying to make sense of what is happening to her body, Jarrett slips his c**k deeper into her asshole, pulling apart the muscles of her dark depths.

The female is certainly not used to this kind of assault her from ass, and she pants in tiny moans of pain while Jarrett makes his way home. He wiggles his c**k around until he can push himself buried all of the way inside her ass, before he starts moving.

What happens next is a total extreme case for Carolyn.

Skin slaps against skin. The sound of his pelvis smacking into hers is the only thing they can hear from the next moment onward. He impales her ass with powerful thrusts, not even bother to hold himself back as he takes her ass virginity. Blood tickles from her back door even as he pistons his c**k in and out of her asshole. Her tight ring muscles clamp down around him when she is in pain, and the action sends tremendous pleasure at his end.

Carolyn pressures her inner walls around him, throttling his c**k until he can start feeling heat gathering by his sacks, ready to shoot out many promising seeds into her tight little ass.

But even after cumming down so hard inside the female’s ass, Jarrett is still not satisfied. His c**k might have depleted, but he is never not hard inside her. He continues on daggering her ass with his length, his hipbones colliding into her lump of assets while doing so. Smack smack smack smack! Goes the sound of him pounding into her tight little pucker.

Jarrett continues rocking Carolyn back and forth until his c**k begins to ripple against her wet walls. He had just filled her up with his seeds, but Jarrett is not easily satisfied. He is still hungry for her, and a handle of f*****g is not going to do to tame the beast that she has awakened.

Carolyn groans and moans in pain from the friction, still hurting from the previous assault. Jarrett does not care though, and simply proceeding by rubbing his c**k against her internal contents. It is her fault for teasing him like that. Now she must accept the seeds of her actions. He f***s her with a steady, unbreaking rhythm until he spills his semen yet again inside her.

When he pulls out to catch his breath, creamy white goo flood out from her asshole like a busted dam. Somewhere in there, her blood is mixed in. The same goes with the thick white and red liquid that covers his d**k.

Carolyn mumbles incoherently to him, but he cares not to listen. They are still a long way to go, and he is no way near the finish line just yet.

Jarrett lowers her upper body down and raises her ass so high up until it is the long two lumps he can set his eyes on. He stares at her intensely while the young woman protests from being positioned in such a straining pose. Jarrett simply ignores her and just f***s her again.

He pours the length of his girth into her amazing hole, making her walls collapse around his d**k. As he thrusts in and out of her with reckless abandon, her back passage starts fishing, milking and tearing at every last drop of pre-c*m he can offer.

Their bodies are reeking of s*x by the time he is done emptying himself into her ass yet again. Her hole feels so penalized when he retrieves back his c**k, Carolyn almost begs him to return back in. Jarrett knows what she needs, and this time he allows her to receive her prize.

Jarrett f***s her for the fourth time, ramming her ass hard and fast until her legs are paralyzed from the overwhelming sensation that is ripping through her back canal. And when he cums, he allows streams of overflowing semen to shoot into the deepest part of her tight, dark depths, all the time while having himself buried balls deep into her ass.

By the time he is done, her ass is so full of his c*m that some manage to leak out despite having him still lodged inside her.

Jarrett jerked himself back in after he is done recovering from that, this time guttering her ass with newfound vigor. Her moans of pain have now transformed into moans of pleasure, and Carolyn can not stop expressing her appreciation throughout the way. Jarrett finds that he does not hate that, and continues assaulting her ass with so much force that he ends up dispatching even more c*m into her ass passage, filling her up with his cream until she is so full and her little body becomes fat with his c*m and c**k.

He ruts her like a feral beast, snapping his hips into her yet again and again until Carolyn drifts in and out of her slumber. Jarrett does not seem to mind that she falls asleep during the mid of the s*x. He f***s her until she is depleted, but then he repeats it again and again, filling her vessel up, f**k after f**k after f**k after f**k.

Jarrett moves like a s*x machine. Once he is done wrecking her asshole, he always finds himself to move on yet again, recovering soon after spending himself right into her waiting back passage.

He f***s her until he runs out of energy inside. And when he does, he collapses worn-outly beside her. He then gathers and pulls her against him, breathing in her scent, which is now has pleasantly been mixed with his.

His c**k is still inside her when he goes to sleep, occasionally stirring from within. It is what causes her to jolt awake once in a while, her inner flesh still too sensitive to the intrusive presence inside.

After a few hours of sleep, Jarrett finds himself becoming more awake than he has ever been before. Energy recharged, he raises and continues f*****g her ass yet again, awaking Carolyn rudely from the jerking movements.

His veiny hardness tears through her still tight ass. Jarrett is impressed — after all of that, and she is still this tight, enveloping around him in a choking grip. He then grabs her by the pits of her knees, pulling her up and supporting her entire weight while he gains better access to her ass.

His c**k pounds against her cervix from the other side of the wall — that is how strong and powerful his hammering motions are. Jarrett f***s her until the very walls of her p***y can feel him through the walls that separate the two different organs. He is so close, so deep inside her that she can tell every detail of his c**k even with her eyes closed. His form is forever burned in her mind, even through her still drunken state. And even if her mind forgets, her body will always remember him.

Jarrett raids her ass until he minds plentiful of the young woman’s c*m. He practically triumphs when he can finally make Carolyn cums around him. Her walls clench so deliciously around him that he is hooked to the feeling, hammering her so viciously until he can dig out more c*m from her.

Carolyn’s juice strains his inner thighs every time she squirts out the glistening excess liquid. She wants to deny it, but she actually enjoys having her ass getting f**k hard, especially by a man like him. He turns her on and makes her sing in no other way she has been forced into. He exercises her body until she does not think she can breathe anymore. Jarrett drains her out of her juices until her stomach feels so empty and dry after empty so much c*m and juice into his pelvis.

She can not believe how much energy his body can store inside. His c*m still throbs lively even after cumming inside her ass for so many times already. While Carolyn easily becomes tired and breathless, Jarrett still holds out his even despite sharing the same physical strain as her.

How dare he puts his c**k inside her used to be virgin ass and still come back begging for more. He has been working her so damn hard until she is aching from head to toe, yet he still has the nerve to f**k her yet once more.

This will be the last time, he whispers to her ear to ease her. Carolyn can not do anything else but comply. But even after allowing him to empty himself out inside her, allowing her ass to drink more of the seemingly limitless d**k spit, he still has the nerve to f**k her yet again.

Over time, his c*m has become the remedy to her aching walls. She can feel the stinging pain of their rough coupling. Jarrett is merciless when it comes down to s*x, and her asshole has been turn red, black and blue thanks to his continues contributions. His c**k has forced her back door to be entirely reformed, just to occupy his ever engorging d**k.

Just when Carolyn begins to really question what exactly this man is made out of off, her world blackness, her body too worn out to give her support any longer.

Now that Jarrett has the female unconscious and all to himself, he can finally feel himself content, falling back to a deep slumber against her, ignoring the clear fact that c*m, sweat, juice and blood has mingled across their tangled limbs.

. . . . .

The day after the night . . . .

When Carolyn returns back to consciousness, Jarrett is already in the middle of f*****g her ass yet again. The young woman soon becomes painfully aware of the soreness that he has built up in her body. Panicked, she quickly struggles, trying to break free from his firm hold. But Jarrett wants her too much to allow her to leave this place, and there is no way that he will plunge out from her tight ass while his c**k is still has hard as rock. His d**k is choking, struggling to spit into her waiting passage. Carolyn thrashes beneath him, trying to escape from his touch, but Jarrett is far too demanding.

Every time she begs and tries to crawl away, putting the distance between his pelvis and her bouncy ass, straining, holding her c**k at an arm’s length, he will simply grab her by the waist — small, slender waist — and bring her right back to his c**k, burying her back to the hilt.

Her sweet mouth says no, but her asshole says yes.

Perfectly curled honey blonde hair. Thick, dark eyelashes. Soft features. Pale skin. Rosy, red cheeks. Kissable, pouty lips. Small stature, but curvaceous form. What is there not to like? She is the perfect composition of everything that turns him on. She has that perfect appearance of a sweet little angel; one that makes him want to taint her to no escape with his darkness. The urge raises every time he sets his eyes on her, sending chills down to the straining c**k in his pants.

And now that he finally has her, how can he ever let her go?

He has been waiting for this moment for such a long period of time. Now that he has her in his hands, he will f**k her to submission, until she can not live without his c**k and c*m.

Even though he had started f*****g her while she was too tipsy to remember what he had done to her, her body still recalls the lessons he had thought to reformed her. Carolyn might say that she does not want this, but her body is certainly thirsty for his throbbing c**k.

Jarrett recalled perfect of the moments that eventually lead to him f*****g her in the ass. It was this very mewling woman that started it all. The little minx. She had the audience to thrust her ass against his c**k when they were still dancing in public. It was a good thing that the same piece of ass was covering the view to the front of his pants for most of the time, or else their classmates would have passed out from seeing the monstrous size that was tenting at the stiff material of his trousers.

“No, let me go!” she begs, ass clenching and mouth drooling with saliva.

“Oh, don’t be like that, sweetheart. You know you want me,” he says, not even bothering to pause from the rhythm he has going on inside her dark passage.

“No, I don’t want this. Please, stop! You’re hurting me,” she whimpers a cry.

“Shssshh,” he whispers a soothing sound against her earlobe, making the vibration of his voice travels down to the back of her spine, causing her to shiver against him involuntarily. “Just relax, and enjoy the moment.”

“No, I can’t. This is wrong.”

“And what is wrong about a man f*****g the woman he loves by the ass?”

“Y-you love me?” Carolyn is distracted by his words momentarily, before she quickly snaps herself out of it. “No, that’s not the point. The point is, you are f*****g me in— in— inside my . . . ass,” she says the word shyly, “and I don’t want you to.”

“And where exactly do you want me to f**k you in? Your p***y?”

She blushes hard when she confesses. “Y-yes . . .”

“But you were the one who said you did not want me to fill you up over there.”

“R-really?”

“Yes, you said so last night. You didn’t even gave your virginity to your ex-boyfriend, let alone me, a stranger.”

“Y-you’re not a stranger,” she says, her voice rather broken thanks to the continuous shaking from all of the thrusting he makes.

“Okay, I’m not. But you did insist pretty strongly about me not f*****g you by the cunt. You’re still not ready to give up your virginity to anyone else yet. You haven’t found anyone who is worthy, and I respect you for your wishes.”

“Then why are you doing this to me?”

“I’m still a man, and you had woken up the dragon. It should be fair that you extinguish the fire you had started, shouldn’t it?”

“But you’ve had your fill. You’ve f****d me for at least a million time already! Should this be enough?”

“Ha! Enough.” The woman can joke. “Hardly. And I haven’t f****d you that many times yet — my c**k would not be able to withstand such a large appetite in a single night.” This time, his words cause her to blush hard until the very skin of ears turn crimson red. “What’s the matter. You’re shy now? Of your own words? How adorable.” She blushes even madder. “And to answer your question. No, this is not enough yet. I’m not looking for a one night stand, if that’s what you think. This will be a permanent thing; me f*****g you.”

“In the ass?”

“Where else?”

“I still don’t think this is right.”

“Well, good thing I don’t care enough to follow your demands.” His voice his soft even though his words are harsh.

“Demands?” she asks, as if offended.

“You want me to f**k you by the cunt, correct?” Carolyn is about to say something, but he beats him to it. “Don’t deny it; I can read in between the lines. You do want me, but not at this hole. To you, I am f*****g you at the wrong hole. But let you tell you something; I am in the correct hole. Why? Because of everything.”

“Everything?” she echoes, now sounding like a broken record.

“Yes. Everything,” he hisses against the nape of her neck, causing the skin near the area to raise. Jarrett adjusts his angle inside Carolyn, and the new position causes little moans to escape from her lips, flowing out at the end of each hammering penetration. “If I f**k you at the front, you’ll lose your virginity forever. You don’t want that now, do you? Besides, I don’t have a condom. If I f**k you right other there, without using a barrier, my c*m will fill you up when I come. And then you’ll be pregnant.” The last part is a lie, of course. His place is packed with dozens of condoms, stuffed nicely at a good deal of many different hiding spots all over the house. He just deliberate lies to her because he simply does not want to deal with f*****g her cunt.

“It doesn’t always happen,” she tries to argue her way out of this. “Besides, I don’t mind losing your virginity to you. To tell you the truth, I’ve always like you back at school. I couldn’t take my eyes off you—”

“And I, you. Even for a second—”

“—but not enough for this. I’m also not ready for you to f**k me by the ass.”

“But sweetheart, you’ve given me the permission.”

“Well, I’m taking it back right now.”

“You can’t take it back. I already had you. And once I’ve tasted something good, there is no way I’m gonna let it go. That applies to you and your ass, sweetheart.”

“Stop calling me sweetheart. Please. We barely know one another.”

“And how exactly how are you calling this? I’ve f****d you so many times already. Don’t you think I am entitled to call you with nicknames?”

Carolyn is at a lost of words. Jarrett uses that momentum to pull out of her, causing the withering female under him to cry out from the penalizing loss of his c**k. He flips her over, making her lie on her back. With this position, with her legs spread eagle around him, herself exposed for the man to see does wonders to the women. Carolyn’s breathing increases, and soon she is panting just like a b***h in heat. He makes her think that she is finally getting what he wants, and he teases her for that, by lowering his still erect c**k against her cunt. He presses the length of his girth across the outline of p***y, making a hotdog with both of their privates combined. Carolyn closes her eyes mewling, waiting for that moment to be filled. Sadly, that moment will never come, because just as soon as she can feel his head positioned directing against her core slit, his c**k zooms past the hole so fast, before finally settling right back into her asshole.

The female curses when he f***s her in that place, instead of where she desperately wants him to be, pushing at the limit of her emotional control. He knows that when to push her buttons, and her anger causes her muscles to tense, eventually making her walls wrapping even tighter around his engorged d**k.

Jarrett smirks in triumph, lurking inside her ass, pretending not to notice her silent protest as if he does not notice her anger building up. He works her up until he makes her succumbs to his advances. Carolyn will try to lessen the impact of his c**k into her depths, but her attempts always turn out to be futile efforts. There is no escape for the young women. He swears to make her his personal f**k toy, and he will make sure that she can never escape from him, even if it means f*****g her ass to submission.

He f***s her whenever he has the chance, which means almost all of the time. There is no day when his c**k will not miraculously end up inside her ass. Sometimes he will coax her sweetly into taking him by the ass, and sometimes he will take advantage of her unconscious or distracted state to plunge so deep into her to the point that she is screaming herself dry to the top of her lungs. He does not care if she is refusing his touches. He only f***s her as he sees fit, which is a lot. He fills her up again and again to what seems like there is no end to it, before finally releasing her into his own puddle of c*m. Her juice is mixed somewhere in there also, but Carolyn likes to deny the facts. That’s alright with him though. The more she resists, the tighter she becomes when around him, and that situation fits him and his c**k just fine.

Jarrett enjoys nestling his c**k inside her ass, even after she has fallen asleep. Having her body going lose around him does not discourage him even for a single bit of interest. He can be turned on even merely from having such a close proximity with the female. She is just such a s*x magnet. And now that he has f****d her plenty of time until she smells just like him and his c*m, Jarrett can not go on long before forcing his way into her tight little ass anymore.

Beside, it is not like he can drive her away, even after f*****g her for so many times already during the short period of time she is staying inside his house. Carolyn has nowhere else to go, and her stuff has already been shipped to his address by her ex. It does not have that much money to rent a new place. Jarrett happens to have a place just big enough for the two of them, giving her an offer she can not refuse. Carolyn tries to leave every single day, but every single day he will seduce her with his c**k, just to change her mind about leaving. And overtime, he becomes so used to having her in his house, having an asshole which he can thrust into anytime and at any point he likes, there is no way he is letting her go.

Carolyn also changes. She is still timid and hesitant at first, but Jarrett is slowly turning her into a willing vessel for his c**k to use. After some time, her ass has been turn into his personal c*m bucket. And the woman does not seem to entirely hate it at all. He knows that she secretly enjoys being f****d in the ass. He does not need to say anything, but his secret smiles say it all. And every time he makes that face, Carolyn can feel her back passage throbbing with need. When that happens, it usually does not take a long time for his prick to find its way right back into her still tight asshole.

It amazes him at times, how she can still stay so compact and small even after being claimed so many times by him.

Jarrett does not know this, but Carolyn actually likes it when he is thrusting into her depths. When he goes fast — which he often does — his balls will slap violently into her p***y. It feels like having a heavy-weight whip making contact with her core, and Carolyn lives for the repeated impacts. She loves it so much to the point that her juice will drip from her p***y hole. And once Jarrett is exhausted and pulls out, he will find his c**k completely soaked with her juices and cums. He will simply raise an eyebrow at her. Seriously? he will ask in silence. Though Carolyn will just chuckle in response.

Over time, Carolyn becomes the permanent resident of his house, and the new couple f**k happily ever after . . . for the mean time.