Have You Ever Been Pegged?

I heard a loud snap, like surgical gloves being ripped off, then saw a condom flung onto the nightstand with a splatter. It sat there, a blue lump of latex in a puddle of mixed lube and ass juice. I pondered that it was my ass juice seeping into the woodwork.

The savage girl who begged me to let her peg me in exchange for an unlimited access to her fine body resumed assaulting my rectum, and I took it.

She plunged her male-like appendage into my depths with renewed vigor. Building to a crescendo she pounded my ass grunting and panting until finally she fell on my back in an exhausted climax.

The warmth of her tantalizing body on mine was a wonderful promise of what was about to be. Reaching under me without withdrawing, she massaged my timid organ back to life.

Eventually she fell out of me just like any man would once spent. She produced two wet washcloths, and with one, cleansed my forsaken shitter, then wrapped the other around her tool of destruction, cleaning it as well.

Rolling over she sighed, “I’ve got to thank you Big Boy. You’ve been the best fuck I’ve had in forever. You’ve earned your payment and now my body is yours to do as you like. Use any hole, pose me any which way, or run for the door. The choice is yours.”