How did this happen? How did she end up half-naked and on her knees in front of a guy she first spoke to three days ago? How did she find herself staring open mouthed at an erect pulsating cock for the first time in her life?
Her conflicted mind had paralyzed her. She was breathing heavily, perspiration building up on her forehead making her brown skin glisten. Her eyes watering with fear, and her cunt moistening with anticipation. Should she do it?
Karan gazed down at Rasika, eyes filled with lust and malice. He reveled at his accomplishment while seated on the couch. Finally, he had been successful in Rasika down to her knees; so close to convincing her to give her first blowjob, and to receive his first as well. He couldn’t wait to get his cock inside her warm mouth past her moist lips. Both their sweaty bodies heaved under their heavy breaths, suspended in that decisive moment which would change their relationship forever or end it.
She looked at the first cock she had ever seen with wide eyes and a worried look on her face. The sight of the throbbing member getting indelibly imprinted in her memory. Her eyes ran over his shaft wondrously taking in the long appendage jutting out from between his legs, the two wrinkly sacs hanging below. She knew it would haunt her forever, the humiliation of her being made to give her first blowjob to this boy whom she was emotionally dependent on during these troubled times. She had decided now, that she would concede and give him what he wants. She couldn’t bare the alternative, of him leaving her alone and distraught. She didn’t want to be in her mother’s position, abandoned by her companion who satisfied his carnal desires with another woman. She had come across those text messages on her father’s phone when her parents were having a fight. It was surreal to read the disgusting exchanged between her father and that young woman from his office who always put on bright pink lipstick. She was appalled by how explicitly they talked about undressing in the office bathroom late at night when meeting a deadline; how she gave him a blowjob, sucked on his balls, deepthroated, gagged on it, and swallowed his cum. She hadn’t known what those things meant, but she wished she hadn’t googled them to find out. When she watched the porn videos for the first time, she was compelled to imagine her father and the slut from office acting out what was on the screen. The word slut, and those obscene oral acts were still very alien for her, but now she was kneeling in front of her boyfriend. She had kept scrolling through the texts till her parents stopped screaming, committing to memory all the encounters she read. She couldn’t reach the end and didn’t know how far back the affair went. She didn’t want to end up like her mother, abandoned.
“Don’t you want our relationship to continue? This is something we’ll both have together, our first blowjobs. It’ll be special, you’ll see. Don’t you see how much I love you? Look!” Karan said pointing at his dick.
She felt scared and a bit happy at the same time. The first question a disguised threat, and the rest of the speech meant to manipulate her. Her confused mind didn’t catch the trick. She latched on to her hopes. He wanted to continue this relationship, and that’s what was important. Love.
Her mind raced, is this how guys react when they feel love for a girl? Their penis gets hard? I feel love when I make out with him. The overwhelming warmth and sensation between her legs when his hands are inside her panties rubbing and probing her most private part, is that what love feels like? Yes, she wanted to be loved. He had rubbed against her often with his underwear on, that felt like love too. But today they were together naked from the waist down for the first time. He had wasted no time when she came to his house. He had tried to have sex and removed her panties while making out. She panicked when he took off his underwear and so he decided not to push his luck too much. But he was getting off tonight; he knew she wanted to feel loved.
“Look at me! You love me, don’t you?” it was hardly a question, more of a demand.
Hardly able to hold his gaze she nodded submissively. Karan smiled, leaned back on the couch and spread his legs wider. If she loved him, it was implied that she had to suck his cock. To him, with the nod, she had agreed, and he let it be known to her with this move.
Rasika realized what she had just accepted, now there was no going back. Her mind passed the threshold of indecisiveness and fell towards acquiescence. Her body mirrored and leaned forward as her mouth opened.
She was still conflicted. It felt strange to be compelled to do it, submit to him. It felt rushed. But she had to do it, she depended on him for emotional support and couldn’t lose him. There were precedents to her quick acceptance of his demands like today. She thought about all that had transpired that led her into being trapped in this position. Because she hadn’t been able to process her father’s affair in her mind, it was devastating her and she needed someone to talk to. Distant from her classmates and lonely, she her had clung to Karan from the first day he had made a move on her. She had given up a lot on that very day. In fact, it was the first time they had ever spoken to each other. He was on her the instant they entered the backseat of Karan’s chauffer driven car which was dropping her back home after the senior prom for which she had actually come with some other timid boy. Karan was kissing her hard and she was trying her best to reciprocate in kind. His hands were all over her body, roughly feeling her legs and ass; desperately mauling her firm breasts. The straps of her dress had been pulled down within a couple of minutes. Karan had diverted his attention to her chest instantly, kissing her exposed parts. He mouthed her breasts over the bra and bit over them. Discontent with not getting full access, he pushed her to the far side of the car behind the driver’s seat and against the door so that they were hidden. Then, boldly he reached behind her and unsurely placed his fingers on the clasp of her bra. He waited for a few seconds looking into her eyes, she could feel his breath on her lips. When she didn’t protest, he unclasped her bra, fumbling as he did so, revealing her naked breasts. He had fed on her the entire time it took to reach her home. He had sucked on her breasts voraciously and bit her nipples hard. He had mercilessly squeezed and pulled her breasts every which way. When the car stopped, it was embarrassing for her to put her clothes back on before exiting the car while Karan watched, and the driver waited. She hadn’t gotten a last kiss as she had expected and her Pervert Exploitd breasts were red and had marks for days. But it felt nice to be wanted. He wanted her tonight, and she was giving him what he craved.
A loud moan from Karan brought her back. She suddenly realized that her lips were already around the tip on his penis sucking lightly. The reality of what she was doing hit her and her body flooded with a strange feeling of humiliation, submission, and the excitement of trying something new. She tried to block out the negative feelings, the salty taste in her mouth, and the pungent smell by rationalizing how this was the right step for her relationship with Karan. He wanted her, and loved her, and that’s why he was erect for her. It was a show of his love and she had to reward him for it. With that thought she lowered her mouth more, taking more of him and sucking a bit harder. She had to satisfy him, so that he would want her again, and keep wanting her.
Completely inexperienced, she just kept her head still and just sucked hard on his dick, opening her mouth wide around it to breathe after every go. Karan moaned loudly, obviously enjoying the experience. But he knew what he wanted and intended to get it.
“Move your mouth up and down on it!” he demanded.
When she wasn’t doing it to his satisfaction, he grunted and leaned forward to tightly grab her hair on both sides of her head and started controlling her bobbing.
“Don’t suck, just press your lips tightly around it.”
“That’s it. That’s it. Good girl!”
“Now, when I glide your head up, suck slowly. Ok?”
She squealed in reply. Karan didn’t care if that meant a yes or a no. He just kept going and moaning loudly. Coaxing her with words of encouragement.
“That’s good Rasika! So good!”
“Your lips are so soft around me!”
“Suck harder! … That’s good! Sure you haven’t done this before?”
At the last comment Rasika tried to raise her head and tried to defend herself, “I swear you are my first! I’ve never done this!” Karan laughed at this and tapped her right cheek lightly with his hand in a mock slap. “I know you are a bad girl! Now get back to work.”
It seemed like she opened her mouth again to say something, but Karan guided it back to his dick and Rasika resumed her duties. He tried to push her to take more of him a couple of times, but she started coughing and pushed on his legs to pull out.
Once she was in rhythm, he stopped guiding her and sat back, letting her give him the blowjob on her own. Her hair was falling forward preventing him from seeing her, so he asked her to stop. She just stopped with half his dick in her mouth. Karan laughed, so submissive she was! Then he asked her to tie her hair so that he could see her face. She obediently got up, tied her hair and went back on her knees, resuming her activities without being prompted.
She was caught off-guard when he came. The warm liquid squirting into her mouth, filling it up. Instinctively she moved her head back. But before she could dislodge, he started forcing her head back slowly countering her resistance. He thrust his hips up hard, making her gag as his cock hit the back of her throat. Karan lost in the pleasure of his orgasm loosened his grip on her head and she managed to release herself, breathing heavily and coughing loudly. Karan’s cum spilled out of her mouth, down her neck and on her thin light-pink colored cotton t-shirt. Two shots of cum hit her face, and when she turned her head away the rest got caught in her hair. Drool and cum was all over the face and on her t-shirt, her mouth still open. They were both breathing heavily, Karan’s cock was still hard and pulsating.
“Oh my god! I have to go home! I can’t go home like this!” Rasika screamed and frantically started putting on her panties.
“I told you to take off all your clothes didn’t I? We can get it cleaned before you leave ok? I can wash it in the sink and then iron it.”
“But it will get completely wet if you don’t do it carefully!”
“Fine! You don’t trust me! Lick it up from your t-shirt so that it all of it doesn’t get wet!” Karan said angrily.
“What?…”
“You heard me! Take it off now! You want to be careful about not getting it all wet? Suck on the cum. NOW!”
Rasika was now sobbing softly as she took off her t-shirt. In just her white bra she looked up at Karan once and then obediently took a small cum stained patch into her mouth and started sucking. She spat out once. Karan kneeled next to her and watched her closely. Next time she removed her mouth and motioned to spit out, he pressed her chin up and closed her mouth.
“Be a good girl and swallow. I don’t want any getting on the carpet” He said silently and sternly. She did. Karan started stroking his cock while she repeatedly swallowed his cum from her t-shirt.
After a couple of more gulps she was done and tried to get up. “I should go clean my fac..”
But Karan pushed her down and pulled up her bra. He went to town on her tits, aggressively sucking on them and biting them for a couple of minutes. Then he instructed her to warp her legs around his back and started thrusting his unsheathed cock along her panty covered cunt. She felt some pleasure by the humping. They had dry humped before, but only for short durations and he had never cummed from it. These were special circumstances, Karan kept thrusting for 15 minutes, crushing her beneath him. At last, with a few urgent thrusts he ejaculated loudly onto her stomach and panties. He lay on top of her and his cum dripped down, soaking her panties. After an excruciatingly long period of time, he finally deflated and rolled off of her. The cum on her face had already soaked in and dried. She was terrified of the amount that was on her panties and stomach.
“I have to get cleaned up! I want to shower! What will I do about my panties?”
“Too late for that, my parents will be home soon. I’ll just wipe it off. He picked up his underwear and wiped her stomach and inner thighs, purposefully avoiding her panties as it finished soaking in the last few drops.
“My panties need to get cleaned otherwise …”
“No one will be able to tell underneath your jeans.”
He then looked up at her face, saw the cum had dried, but he couldn’t help himself. He used the underwear to wipe her face anyway, essentially rubbing the cum already on his underwear onto her face and lips.
“There. Now get dressed quickly.”
“But my panties are still soaked!”
“Do you want to take them off and leave them here?” he said testily. “My parents are going to be here soon and I don’t want them to see you. Now hurry up.”
She contemplated taking off her panties and putting them in her jeans pockets. But they were too tight and she was afraid that they might show. So, she resolved to wear them on her long subway ride back.
As soon as she was dressed Karan guided her to the door quickly. Once she had worn her shoes, he leaned in opening his mouth, expecting a kiss Rasika puckered her lips, but he dropped his head and bit one of her breasts over the t-shirt and reached behind to squeeze her ass.
“This was so much fun! I told you that you would love it!”
He opened the door, and as she walked out he slapped her ass really hard making her yelp. “See you later hotstuff!”
Before she could turn around to look at him, he had closed the door on her. She stood there staring at it for a few moments, the gravity of what had happened just hitting her. Then, when she turned around to go, the humiliation of going home in the subway smelling of sex overpowered her.
In the crowded subway she was painfully conscious of all the men standing around her and of how she was smelling of cum. The sweat from her brow and nose trickled down and she recognized the now familiar taste of cum on her lips. Subconsciously she licked them and immediately a wave of humiliation overpowered her. This ride was more uncomfortable than most. She kept thinking that men could tell that she had just been naked in front of another guy. She got a lot of looks, more men rubbed up against her than usual and the creepiest was when she could hear the breaking of a short man behind her. Thankfully she got down at the next stop. When she got back home, she rushed past her mother and into the bathroom. When she looked into the mirror, she could clearly tell some dried strands of cum on her t-shirt. The embarrassment brought her to tears and she immediately tried to cleanse her mouth with mouthwash and then brushed her teeth. After that she stripped and jumped into the shower and scrubbed her body for a long time. When she was scrubbing between the legs she started replaying the incident in her head and started rubbing harder with her palm and fingers. She came for the first time in her life. The wave hit her unexpectedly although she felt the climax built up. She sat inside the tub for some time and then dried herself off. She looked at the discarded panties on the floor and sighed. She got to cleaning her panties thinking how disgusting it would be if Karan’s cum would come in contact with the other clothes in the washing machine.
Still heady from the surreal experience of the day, she went to bed without having dinner. The moment she was under the covers she reached into her panties and rubbed her clit like a maniac till she came for the second time ever, before drifting off to sleep.
The next day at school she tried to avoid Karan during break. But he found her and talked to her friendlily. He asked her to hang out with his friends after school. There were three other guys and a girl. The girl had dated all three of them and had a reputation. For a moment she thought about how it might look, being in the company of that girl, if people would also judge her and make assumptions about her. It was too late now.
Rasika had gotten used to the taste of cum. It had become a daily routine to go to Karan’s house after school and make out with him, ending with either him dry-humping her or her blowing him. But it was mostly her kneeling in front of Karan who lounged on the couch while her soft lips worked their way up and down Karan’s stiff shaft. Initially, Karan had to give her instructions while she gave him a blowjob. They had also watched some of Karan’s favorite porn so that she would learn how to please him. But she was not ready to do all of it yet, for example taking all his cock inside her mouth. He had tried to force her to take more and more of his cock, but her throat resisted the intrusions of his eager shaft. But she had gotten better in many ways. For example, she had learned to anticipate when he was about to finish and suck harder to increase his pleasure towards the end. Instinctively, she had learned to use her tongue too which pleased Karan a lot. The first time she had accidentally brushed his cock head with her tongue and heard him groan with pleasure. She tested him a bit, and then went all out, licking his cock all over while it was in her mouth all the while sucking away. Karan had said that he “loved her mouth” when she finished. But all she heard was “loved.” She wanted to be loved.
Now she was figuring out several strategies and routines to pleasure Karan with her mouth. Some variation here and there depending on his mood. Sometimes when Karan was in a good mood, she would start off slowly, daring to tease him with soft kisses on his cock, flicking her tongue lightly and sparingly. But other times she knew she was going to get used hard and preferred to get with the program so she could get him to cum sooner. Those days, it was straight out face fucking. She knew by his body language what he wanted. From the first few times, she knew not to wait for Karan to take off her clothes because he was too eager for release and her clothes ended up getting spit and cum all over them. Those times when Karan was in a foul mood, she would quickly take off all her uniform right at the door while he dropped his bag and took off his shoes and socks. He would either fuck her face right there or drag her to the couch before starting. She kept a hairband handy, wearing it on her wrist whenever she visited so that she could tie her hair in a ponytail in the few seconds it took to for Karan to position himself and take out his cock. Face fucking had taken a bit of getting used to. She was terrified that her teeth would brush his cock and hurt him. But after a few instructions from Karan she was ready.
On most “regular” days, she was instantly stripped naked right away or he let her just keep her skirt on. He made her fold the skirt a couple of times at the top, at her waist, so that the skirt became smaller. Sometimes he asked her to have pig tails or braid her hair. It gave him a power trip thinking he was banging a younger girl than him who was still in school. Especially a teacher’s daughter. Rasika’s mother taught chemistry in school the same school. They had met during the high-school prom, right before the school year ended. She was eighteen and he was nineteen. But he would be off to college soon.
But today was different, Karan was in a particularly bad mood. He had aggressively thrust his tongue into her mouth and was groping her ass and tits violently. Rasika felt herself get instantly wet as he molested her. She knew she was going to get marks and bruises around her lips tonight and most likely her nipples because she could tell he wasn’t going to leave them alone. Karan led Rasika to the couch and pushed her on to it. He then took off all his clothing including his underwear and stood in front of Rasika. There were two things that Rasika observed to be very unusual. First, for the first time in the four weeks of “dating” she had been the one with her clothes on while Karan was naked. Second, Karan was limp.
“MAKE ME HARD NOW!” Karan roared. Rasika was unsure about what to do. She usually used her mouth on his erect cock. Her eyes roamed down from Karan’s face down to his cock, taking it all in. She had never seen a soft cock before. There hadn’t been any soft cocks or tiny cocks in the porn that Karan had shown her.
“So cute!” she said softly. But it was loud enough for Karan to hear who became enraged. “WHAT DID YOU SAY? HOW DARE YOU! YOU AND YOUR MOTHER ARE BOTH BITCHES!”
“My mother?”
“That’s right! She gave me an F on the last chemistry exam! I am so stressed because of her! I have to get into a good college!”
“I am sorry… I am not sure what to do. I am sorry she did that. I really am sorry. Maybe… you can just use me like your stress buster? You know, I could give you a massage or something? Why don’t you sit down here and we can try something out?”
Karan hesitated for a moment, then complied. Rasika went behind the couch and started rubbing and massaging his shoulders and neck area. She didn’t know what to do, she seductively went in front of the couch and started a strip tease.
“You want my pussy don’t you? You want to fuck it and fill it up with your cum?’ she asked while bending down a little and sliding her hands up her thighs and under her skirt.
“Yes,” Karan replied.
Rasika turned around and slowly started pulling down her panties with the skirt still on. What resulted was a more of a tease than a strip show and made Karan even more frustrated. She let her panties fall down and stepped out of then. She turned her head around and asked, raising her skirt, “You like my ass don’t you?”
“Yes. I think I’ll like it more than your pussy.”
“You want to play with them for a while Or…?” still turned away she started unbuttoning her shirt, half way done she twirled around quickly exposing her bra covered tits, “…do you want to suck on these?”
“I have other plans for your ass, so I’ll take those tits,” Karan replied. The gravity of what he said didn’t really hit her
She could see him relax a little, but he kept clenching his fists or grabbing on tightly to the soft edges of the cushions of the couch. She went on to sit in on his lap, facing him. A daring move since she didn’t have her panties on and Karan was naked too. She started grinding against him, giving him the best lapdance she could manage, even without knowing what it actually way. Karan reached out with his mouth and started biting her bra covered tits. His hands grabbed on to her ass cheeks and started squeezing hard. All this effort, and she got him half hard.
All of a sudden Karan fingers started exploring the crevice of her ass, slowing inching towards the hole. Without warning he stuck his right middle finger into her ass hole all the way to the knuckles. Rasika gasped. She was so shocked by what Karan did. “What are you doing? Oh GOSH! Take it OUT!”
Now, Karan got hard. Rasika’s discomfort made him happy. He realized what he needed from her, but did she? Karan kept her in place over his hard dick by wrapping his left arm around her waist. He reached forward and started biting her bra covered tits again while pushing her onto his hard dick from behind with his middle finger in her butt.
Rasika panicked when she realized that her unprotected pussy was rubbing against Karan’s cock. She didn’t want to have sex. She wasn’t ready. But here he was just about to enter her. Karan gave a push and entered her, her hymen stopping his intrusion. But he didn’t push hard enough. Rasika mustered all her strength and pushed herself off of Karan, falling onto his side. They were both gasping for breath. The thrill of it was exhilarating for both, but Rasika’s was mixed with fear.
“You little cock tease! I’ll show you how to behave!” Karan exclaimed. He pulled Rasika by the hair and positioned her so that she was lying down over him, her ass facing him. Karan then pulled over the skirt and started squeezing hard. The squeezing became light slaps, which then tuned into tight ones. In no time, Karan was full on spanking Rasika. Rasika was howling in pain, but she didn’t try to wriggle free. She was his stress buster and she would play her role the best that she could. He called her a cocksucker, cock tease, slut, and bitch repeatedly.
Finally, he stopped after his hand got tired. Rasika’s brown ass had a red tinge to it. Karan then stuck his fingers into her pussy and realized she was completely wet. Rasika moaned. But Karan wasn’t really looking to please her. After moving his fingers in her pussy for a bit, he pulled out and stuck two fingers up her ass.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING? PLEASE STOP!” Rasika screamed.
“I am giving you practice. You might as well get used to it,” Karan said casually.
“Practice?” Rasika said, uncertainly.
“Yes. I am going to fuck your ass soon.”
“What? You are going to… stick it in there? Why?” She hadn’t even thought of doing anal before this.
“If you aren’t going to give up your pussy, I’m going to take your ass,” Karan said authoritatively.
Then he let her go. He was hard and he wanted some release. “Now get me off,” he commanded.
Rasika got up and instinctively, they both knew what would happen next. Rasika lowered her bra straps revealing her tits. She sat next to Karan and leaned in to grab his cock. Karan’s left hand was on her left tit and right hand snaking around her back to get to her right tit. He started roughly squeezing them hard. Like stress busters, he mercilessly mauled them Rasika winced and had tears in her eyes, but dutifully kept jerking Karan off.
From uncontrollably mauling Rasika’s tits, Karan slowly got into a rhythm. Squeeze the left tit first, then the right tit, and repeat. Then he naturally moved on to her hard nipples, catching them in between his middle finger and thumb. Rasika let out a surprised “Oh!” First Karan pulled her nipples out in rhythm, left right, left right. No matter how uncomfortable it got for her, she kept her right hand pumping away on Karan’s cock. Karan stopped pulling her nipples, but didn’t let go of them. He started rolling them in between his fingers. At first he did it softly and that sent waves of pleasure within Rasika who started moaning lightly. But Karan was looking for his own pleasure. He increased his pace very subtly till it started becoming painful for Rasika again. When she started wincing, he steadied his fingers. After an excruciating amount of time Karan came, shooting him cum right on Rasika’s face. He basked in his post orgasmic bliss as Rasika kept jerking him off till he got soft.
After he was done, he reached into Rasika’s pussy again and found her pussy flowing. With a nasty smile on his face, he asked Rasika to masturbate in front of him. She lay down on the floor in front of him and rubbing herself hard. She had her orgasm within a few minutes.
After she was done, he asked her to stand in front of him, facing away. He lifted her skirt, admired her taut ass for a few seconds and then bit her left ass cheek. Then he did the same, to the right one, but harder. Satisfied that his bite marks were on her, he let her go.
“I am fucking that ass next time,” he declared.
“I am not ready yet,” Rasika pleaded.
“I don’t care. Not dress up and go home. I have work to do.”
Rasika wasn’t sure what she had gotten herself into. Fucking in the ass! At least it wasn’t going to be her pussy. She decided she would read up on how to prepare for it before she met Karan alone again. She wanted him to care, one way or another.
“No! I don’t want to do this!”
“We are doing it,” Karan replied dispassionately as he took off his t-shirt and vest in one go.
“Can’t we wait a bit?”
“No,” he unzipped his pants and let them fall. He moved one foot further, or one foot nearer to Rasika.
“But I’m not ready yet”
“You should be,” his underwear came off, and he took another step closer to her. His rock hard shaft ready to stab, now just a foot from Rasika’s face who couldn’t keep her eyes off it.
As if talking to Karan’s dick instead of him she pleaded again, “can we please do it some other time? I am not prepared. Let me think about it?”
“No.” He took off her t-shirt. Now his dick inches from her face.
Rasika reached forward to take it in her mouth in the hopes of sucking it off.
“No. I’m going to fuck something else.” He unclasped her bra next.
“But… but you don’t have a condom,” she said, still looking at his cock.
“I do,” he lifted her up from her shoulders and unbuttoned her shorts.
“What?” she exclaimed as he yanked her shorts off to her ankles.
“No sex! Ok? Please! I am not ready yet! Can we talk about this? I don’t want to get pregnant”
“I told you I’ll use a condom!”
“We should try it out to see that we are using it properly before we try anything.”
“Fine!” he got the box of condoms from his cupboard and took out one. He ignored the instructions inside the box, obviously, and opened one up from its packaging. He fumbled around with it, trying to figure out how to put it on properly. He cursed himself for not looking it up on Youtube. Rasika watched as he tried to figure out which way the ring should slide. After a few foiled attempts and discarded condoms, he figured out how to roll it out properly on his finger. Then when he tried to put it on his cock, well, he messed up again.
Rasika took one condom, looking down at his cock, she said, “I’ll put it on for you, but only if we don’t have sex.”
“Fine”
She kneeled in front of him and put it on. Just when she was about to get it on completely, he brushed away her hands and took the condom off. “I am fucking your ass.”
“What? No! Not so soon. Not before…”
“We talked about this! You’ll like it too after the first few times. Now come on!” he twisted her around and pushed her onto the bed.
“Just once! We had decided we would only try it once!” she reminded him as he pulled her panties aside.
“Only if you don’t like it.”
He lustily smacked his lips, aligned his cock and stabbed at Rasika’s ass. He missed, the first time and several time afterwards. He finally decided to pry her ass cheeks open and saw how small Rasika’s ass hole was. He exhaled loudly and said, “Oh yeah!” thinking about how tight his cock would feel inside it. Anxious to start he stabbed again, this time hitting the mark. But it was too fast and too soon for Rasika, who yelped loudly from the pain and twisted her body away. Without any preparation, her inexperienced virgin asshole was unwilling to take Karan’s dick. He tried several more times without success. Each time Rasika either twisted away or moved forward to prevent the penetration.
“Stay still” Karan shouted.
“But it hurts!”
“You have to relax otherwise it will! Now stop whining and stay still!”
“Ok. But please use some lubrication?”
Karan grunted unhappily but decided to get the lube. He had thought he might need it but was hoping that he could do her without it. He reached into his cupboard and took out some multipurpose household lubricating oil for machines. No need to buy anything expensive, he thought. This would do just the same thing, wouldn’t it?
Eagerly, he inserted the long nosil of the bottle into her asshole, surprising Rasika. He held her still by the waist and squeezed the bottle, not a lot, just enough to make sure he was able to slide in. He still wanted to hear her displeasure.
This time she tried her best to stay still and not move up the bed. She had at least moved two feet up the bed and was near the headboard. She took it, just the head, then slowly, more and then when his cock went past the sphincter he pushed hard. She screamed again and moved all the way up the bed, sitting up on the bed now, facing Karan, tears in her eyes, breathing heavily.
Karan pulled her down the bed aggressively, all the way. He flipped her on her stomach and spread her legs. Then he left her there to rummage through his cupboards again. Rasika heard him come back and moving around. Then she felt something woolen being tied around her left ankle. She looked back to see Karan tying a woolen scarf. He didn’t reply when she asked him what he was doing. He moved to the other side to do the same with her right leg. She tried to twist her body more but felt a pull on her left leg. That’s when she realized that he had tied her legs to the bed post.
“No! What are you doing!? Please don’t do that! I am trying my best you don’t have to tie me. When he moved off the bed, she tried to protect her hands by placing them below her chest and hugging herself tightly in an attempt to stop Karan from getting to her hands and tying them up too. But he didn’t seem interested in doing that. He just reached up and grabbed the pillow. Then he told her to lift her ass. When she didn’t, he slapped it really hard, making her twist away. He placed the pillow on the bed and then moved to the other side of the bed to spank her again. She instinctively twisted away from him again, onto the pillow, not being able to move up. Karan then moved to the base of the bed and climbed. He adjusted her behind properly, she couldn’t move away now.
Rasika tried to twist away but her movements were so restricted she was helpless. Karan bend down and bit her ass eliciting a shrill scream Then lined up his cock for entry. Too eager to fuck her, he ignored her pleas and the pain that he was causing her. He rammed past her sphincter getting half of his cock in, meeting resistance. He just lay on top of her, enjoying the sensation of the tightness he had never felt before in his life. It was incredible, and he knew he was going to get addicted. Rasika couldn’t squirm away now. Every time he thrust, she instinctively tried to move her legs. In the process of bending them, she pushed her ass back towards his cock instead. Karan liked this arrangement, she couldn’t run away or avoid him, but by just tying her legs and leaving her hands free, her body thrashed around when he fucked her ass. Rasika realized that if she clenched her ass muscles it was more painful when he thrust into her. So eventually, she was able to moderately stop the instinctive contractions.
This however allowed Karan to go in deeper and then pound her faster. He was able to get all of his cock in. He shouted a loud “yes” in triumph. Because of that though he knew he was about to finish. So, he rammed her harder than before, even hurting himself a bit in the process. She screamed till she ran out of breath and started again after a few gasps. He rammed into her one last time and blasted his seed into her asshole. He lay on top of her, the tightness of her ass refusing to let go of his cock. Her legs taut, stretched as far as they could have been in her futile attempts to get away from Karan’s attack. She was waiting for him to pull out, but instead he reached around and grabbed her tits, squeezing hard. When he started playing with her nipples, she felt his hips thrust into her again. She suddenly realized that he hadn’t deflated. His hard eager cock had been ready for a second round. She pleaded with him to stop, but he didn’t say a word, just moaned and kept going. He was exhausted from before, so he went slow. He kept at it for another 15 minutes and then finally started making long thrusts. When she was screaming too loudly, he figured it was best to go easy if he wanted to have her like this again. After another 15 minutes or so, he did pick up the pace before finally busting his load into her again. This time he had no problems deflating. After he caught his breath, he got up and parted Rasika’s ass cheeks admiring the amount of cum he had deposited in her, that was dripping out.
He squeezed her ass and said, “good fuck! I haven’t cum twice in a row without getting soft for ages! Oh man! That is such a tight ass! I can’t wait to fuck it again!”
“I told you! Just once! I am not doing this again!”
“Yeah! Yeah! We’ll see.”
He left her to clean up, when he got back he saw Rasika struggling to get free. He realized he had forgotten to free her, and her legs were so stretched apart that she was unable to untie the knots.
“Oh fuck!” he said, followed by some laughter.
“I should probably gag you and just leave you like this till morning! No one is going to know. And perhaps I can get a third helping in the middle of the night!”
She tried to show her anger first, that changed to pleas as Karan’s taunting increased. Only when she said that she had to pee badly did he untie her. She left without saying a word and didn’t even clean up the little cum on her body that hadn’t dried up. She knew the drill. After dressing she just silently tried let herself out from the window. When she winced in pain trying to stretch her legs, Karan pulled her by the waist and led her to the main door, telling her that he wasn’t expecting his parents for a while. She had a very sore ass but was happy to sleep that night after the exhausting session.
Two days later, Karan demanded another go at her ass. Without ceremony or warning he had positioned her like a bitch, on her hands and knees. She did so willingly, thinking that as before he would be spanking her. But he lubed up his dick and pressed it against her asshole. In his mind, it was his right to take her however he wanted. His chauvinistic logic deduced that it was Rasika’s job to pleasure and fulfill her male companion’s every desire; her pleasure and comfort were secondary to his, and if they aligned, well and good. If not, she would have to lean to like it.
“No… I don’t want to do this again! I told you — only once! You said it wouldn’t hurt and it does A LOT!” she said assertively, with a new-found courage uncharacteristic of her.
He tried various ways to convince her — telling her that she would like it after the first time, that she would get used to it, or he tried to pressurize her like before, aggressively telling her that she was being a prude and giving him blue balls. Rasika knew that if he didn’t get off he got very mad. So just dropped to her knees and started sucking.
Next time, he thought, when the soreness had subsided, he would try again. Frustrated he fucked her face hard, then he turned her around and started spanking her. Each slap was harder than the one before. He pushed the limit as far as possible, making sure Rasika winced each time. He was punishing her for her defiance, and he hadn’t dared spank her that hard before. He got her to her feet again and before he started face-fucking her again, Rasika suggested that they try out the condom. They had discussed before that they would try putting on the condom a couple of times so that there were no hurdles when they finally had sex. She hated swallowing, so was relieved that she wouldn’t have to this time. After she sheathed his dick, he bit her nipples hard and pinched them. Then he sat down on the bed and fucked her face again. She still couldn’t deepthroat properly, so he always held her down till she was out of breath as he pinched her nose shut. Towards the end his pace increased ten-fold till he finally filled the condom he wore with his sperm. It was a large amount. Rasika’s humiliation turned him on, since he was angry that he couldn’t take her ass again he felt like being cruel. He got up, took off the condom, and held it over her face. As he looked into her eyes, he squeezed ever drop of his sperm from the condom onto her face. She hated swallowing, she hated it even more when he came on her face, this was so much worse. Rasika knew this was his way of showing his displeasure.
When she reached over to wipe the cum with her panties, he stopped her. He Pervert Exploitd her tits as he started jacking off while straddling her. Pinching, twirling and pulling her nipples, squeezing each tit hard, he beat his meat drawing pleasure from her pain. Having just ejaculated, he lasted much longer than he normally would while jacking off. He ended up fucking her tits for the first time to finish off. He wondered why he hadn’t done that before; her tits weren’t huge but a good size for wrapping them around his dick. The cum on Rasika’s face had dried off after spreading across her face and flowing down her cheeks and neck. The new blast deposited coated her chest and neck.
The entire session was painful for Rasika, but she consoled herself as it was still better than anal. Once she had dressed, he again felt like humiliating her, so he bent her over his knees, pulled her jeans and panties down, then spanked her hard. He still hadn’t dressed, so he figured one last blowjob wouldn’t hurt. With her jeans and panties still bundled up around her knees, he made her kneel and commanded her to use her mouth to get him hard again. Fortunately for Rasika, Karan’s parents came home early from shopping, so they had to stop. By this time the rest of the cum had dried as well, so she hurriedly put on her panties to leave. He made her climb out from the window. Just like the previous trips back home after meeting Karan, she was very conscious of the dry cum on her body, afraid that in the packed subway people would be able to smell her. She observed that on these trips back, she always got molested more aggressively. She thought perhaps it was because of pheromones, smell of sex, and her disheveled look after meeting Karan alone that compelled strangers to instinctively target her. In the packed subway compartment, it was almost impossible to tell whose hands were squeezing her ass and groping her tits. She was so defeated after the experience with Karan today, that she didn’t protest at all and let it happen. It signaled the anonymous hands to explore her more liberally. Two middle aged men followed her out on her stop and kept propositioning her. Scared, she took a much longer, busier route back home.
Another two days later, Rasika was lying face down on the rug in Karan’s room, her legs pressed together, with Karan weighing heavily on top of her thrusting away into her tightest hole. This time however he pounded away mercilessly without any regard for her desperate incessant screams that developed a higher pitch each time his dick rammed into her forcefully. He lay on top of her, resting till he deflated completely, enjoying every second of her tight ass squeezing his dick. Finally, when he rolled off to clean up, his cum oozed out of Rasika’s asshole.
No need to waste money on condoms from now on if he was fucking her ass, he had told her as he got up to go, when you can clean it up later. Rasika lay still on the floor, her ass cheeks still convulsing. Her loud wails, that had made her throat hoarse, had turned into soft sobs after the crescendo of wild ruthless fucking by Karan. She lay in that prone position for quite some time, her anal passage stinging, contemplating her new subservient role, waiting for her turn to clean up after Karan took a long luxurious bath.
She tried to ascertain how he had convinced her to do anal again. She was so sure that she had convinced him not to. But he had been determined to take her ass again and wouldn’t take no for an answer. Prepared to manipulate her, after nothing else worked, and he saw her giving up. He pretended to give in and started fucking her pussy without protection. She panicked and squirmed to get away. Finally, he vociferously told her that she had to get him off one way or the other and refused her offer for a blowjob since he had had enough of that last time. Just as he had predicted, she thought about it for a few seconds and then lay down on her stomach.
Karan knew the power dynamics between them had shifted in his favor again. She was his bitch now. He knew that when told, she would obediently roll over onto her stomach and stay. He came out of the shower whistling, with a towel wrapped around his waist, and saw Rasika still in the same position on the floor as he had left her. He suppressed a laugh and sat down on the couch directly in front of her. She moved her chin up slightly but didn’t meet his gaze. Karan sat there for a minute enjoying the power trip.
After a long wait, till he felt his dick stir again, he told her to get up, “clean up before my parents come back.” As Rasika got up, she said, “Thank you.” Unsteadily she limped towards the bathroom.
“It hurt didn’t it?” Karan asked. She turned her body slightly and said yes, very relieved that he was showing some sympathy.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it. It’s like breaking in a new shoe. The more you use it, the faster it adjusts to your foot.” She felt humiliated, and then concerned, when she saw that Karan was fully hard again. She quickly hopped to the bathroom, hoping that she won’t be called to service him again. Karan resisted the urge to stroke his cock as he watched her ass make her way uneasily. He looked up at the clock and decided he would wait for her to get back to start the second round. Although he wanted to fuck her ass again, he would have to settle for a blowjob because there wouldn’t be enough time for her to clean up the mess again before his parents returned from work. He rather liked the idea of her cleaning him up with her mouth each time at the end. Perhaps he would, in time, have her do it right after he fucked her ass. At first, he brushed away the idea, disgusted by the idea of her mouth on any part of his body. He then reconsidered because he didn’t really kiss her anymore anyways. When he wanted to thrust his tongue into her mouth, he thought it would be fine to just have her clean it with mouthwash before they began.
Rasika slowly opened the door and peaked out, saw Karan with his legs parted and smiling lasciviously. She lowered her head but then thought that she has had enough for the day, and was going to tell him no. She limped to get her clothes. She wore her bra and top, was trying to put on her panties standing but couldn’t bend easily because of the pounding she got earlier.
Karan ceased the opportunity, “come here. I’ll pull it up.” She came and stood in front of him, handing him her panties. Karan got up and kneeled in front of her, smelling the pleasant fruity aroma of the soap. Rasika put her feet in one by one. Karan slowly pulled up the panties as he got up. In one fluid movement, his hands left the panty strap around her waist and slid up to grab her t-shirt and lift it above her tits. Then as his hands moved down, he lowered her bra to reveal her young pert breasts. His hands moved further down and tightened their grip around her waist, commanding Rasika to kneel in front of him. He sat down on the couch and after a few seconds Rasika bend over to start sucking his cock without being prompted. Though a simple blowjob wouldn’t do it for him today. He face-fucked her till he was ready to cum and then held her head down, burring his cock as deep as he could into her throat to finish.
After the wave of pleasure and heightened ego subsided a bit, and Rasika cleaned his cock with her mouth, he said to her, “I need to train you how to deepthroat now. I want you to take it balls-deep when I finish from now on. Got it?”
“Yes Sir!”
Karan’s cock stirred again. He wasn’t done yet. It was a pity his parents were coming home soon. If only he could keep Rasika all night, he thought. And then his eyes lit up.
“Get up and lay face down on the bed,” Karan commanded and Rasika obeyed. Karan got out some scarves from the cupboard and proceeded to tie Rasika’s hands and feet to the legs of the bed. Rasika just decided that she didn’t have the energy to resist. But she realized that because he had orgasmed twice already, he would take much longer than before. So, she told him, “Your parents will be home soon and I also have to get back home.”
Karan laughed. “I have other plans for you. You are going to stay the night.”
“WHAT? I can’t do that… someone will find out. Your parents will come in. What about my mom? They won’t let me stay home with you! I haven’t even…”
“No one comes up to my room at night and it is a big house. I’ll just leave you locked in here and no one will enter the room with the light off. You can call your mom and tell her that you will be staying over at your friend’s place. It is Friday night, and you said you have done that before right?” Rasika was speechless.
Karan continued, “Look. I am going to leave you tied up here for the rest of the night. If you want your mom to worry, that is up to you.”
After a long pause she agreed. Karan handed her the phone, and reluctantly she told her mom she would be staying over at her friend’s place. Karan’s parents had just come in, so he left Rasika tied up in the room with the light off to go get dinner. He came back an hour later. Rasika gasped when he turned on the light. He had brought some food for her, but that would have to wait. With dinner, he had also gotten some carrots and cucumbers. And he intended to use them well on Rasika to open her up more.
Karan lubed up Rasika’s ass more this time around and started with the carrot. It was the perfect tool to open her up, he thought. The smaller end would go in easily and the thickness would progressively increase. He had picked out the biggest one he could find. Karan got the first 3 inches in easily, the next two were a struggle. After that Rasika was howling, so he stuffed her mouth with her panties. She needed to train he told her. She would enjoy it more once it. For the next half an hour, he slowly fucked her ass with the thick carrot. Every time she resisted, or clenched her muscles, he reminded her that she has to relax, that he would make her take it all even if it took all night. It wasn’t an empty threat because he had her all night.
When Rasika was able to take it all, he increased his pace, sawing in an out of her asshole with speed. He even heard Rasika moaning. When he reached in to touch her pussy, she reacted instantly, moaning louder and he found her completely wet. After that he went on to use the cucumber, which was quite a bit thicker and longer than the carrot. He knew he wouldn’t be able to get it all in, but he was surely going to try! Getting it in past the ring was the hardest. After that it took her time to adjust, but was eventually able to get it all in. This time he let it rest in her for about fifteen minutes as he got some snacks and juice to replenish himself. Once he was back he took off all his clothes slowly, proceeded to take out the cucumber, and then entered her asshole once again. Rasika’s ass had opened up quite a bit and she was able to take his 6inches well. She was still very tight but was able to relax her muscles and not clench down. This gave Karan the opportunity to fuck her ass in earnest. He did so for a long time because he had orgasmed multiple times before. He removed the panties from Rasika’s mouth and heard her moan, urging him on. Once he finished, he slumped over and almost went to sleep. Realizing that he couldn’t leave her tied up all night, he got up and released her. Rasika asked, “Can I touch myself sir?” Karan just smiled, said yes and went to bed. He needed to recover a little before he used her again. Rasika after finishing ate her food and went to sleep next to Karan, facing away.
After a couple of hours, Karan woke her up and fucked her ass again. Spooning her first and then turning her to face the bed and getting back to his “usual” prone bone position. He decided he couldn’t let the opportunity go to waste, so he spanked Rasika to get hard again. After multiple orgasms and the tiredness, he decided to go to sleep. In the morning he took a shower with Rasika, then made her blow him under the table as he ate breakfast. His parents had work on Saturdays. After that he let her eat breakfast in the nude and then let her go. Rasika went to sleep as soon as she got back home, completely exhausted. When she awoke, she touched herself while in bed. She was a little scared, but excited too about how her relationship would progress. But in the meantime, she had to do something about her sore ass.
By : dugong. All Rights To Author