Cheaters Anonymous 3 (Patreon)

By reflex, Diane tried to fight her way out of his grip, but his weight and strength were too much for her to have any chance. She again felt the soothing cool of knowing there was no countering him, nothing she could do or say. Spread out flat on her belly, she felt his hands lewdly caress her smooth, white ass.

“That looks like one tight little hole you’ve got following you around,” he breathed. “I know I haven’t been inside it. Anyone else have?”

“Of course not, you dirty fuck!” Diane snapped, scorched by her keen anticipation more than any reluctance. She needed him to have her already—it was killing her to have her body crying out to be his and yet Cannon wouldn’t just take her. “You’re the only bastard I know that’s depraved enough to want my ass!”

“Depraved enough to admit it, maybe. But don’t tell me you wore those tight little shorts without knowing how men were looking at what you swung around.”

Exultantly Cannon spread her deliciously soft buttocks, exposing her tightly puckered opening to his longing gaze. Diane squirmed under his obscene enjoyment, but there was no resistance in her. She could only enjoy being fondled and stroked and caressed, even knowing how filthy that attention would soon become.

“You know how to use everything else you’ve got. Now let me show you how that hole is supposed to be used.” Cannon’s lips wryly crooked as he lifted Diane by the hips into a bowing position. “You’re going to need every last inch of room you’ve got in there… and even more than there, before I’m all in.”

Diane shook there on all fours, her high breasts dangling beneath her, quaking with her nervousness. Her lovely face was flushed with shame. Her pussy was wet with it as well. She cowered before the tightly controlled lust Cannon was about to vent on her. She still didn’t know if she could take it. She knew she had to.

“You’re probably too chickenshit to watch it go in,” Cannon grunted. “Let’s see if our pal Greta can help you out…”

Cannon grabbed the back of her skull and shoved her down into Greta’s body, almost as soft as the bed it lay on. Diane let out a soft sob. Cannon held her down in the sweet-smelling warmth of Greta’s flesh, as if to say this would be what he’d sample next after he’d had his fill of her, and could she blame him for going from one to another, once she was worn out? She knew she wouldn’t be able to sate him; her naked ass waved pornographically in the air. There was no way it would satisfy Cannon before he’d totally overwhelmed her.

Her long blonde hair ribboned across her face, cutting off her vision. Frightened, and feeling a quivering tautness in Greta’s body that was not all dread of her fate, she lay there. Wondering, if she had the power to reduce Cannon’s raging wildness to something she could handle, would she?

Diane didn’t think she would. There was a reason she always cheated, was always insatiable. Cannon promised to be the ultimate destination for the kind of woman she’d been. Even if he was too much for her—there were so many other men who could’ve been enough for her. She couldn’t settle for any of them. She needed all of Cannon: everything he gave her to feast on and not just enough to whet her appetite. It would be worth the pain. She prayed it would be worth the pain.

Cannon kept kneading her rounded hills, twisting and molding the deliciously pliant flesh in his fingers. With just enough force to make her ache, yet she didn’t want him to stop. He could make her want more, no matter how he hurt her. He knew how much pain was also pleasure.

Yet when she felt his hot tongue making wet contact with her cringing flesh, she cringed. Too much for her—she couldn’t take it—she begged for mercy. “Please don’t!” she whimpered shamefully.

“You really can’t control yourself,” he said. “Can’t keep your body from wanting this… can’t keep your mind from being afraid… I’ll do it for you. I know what’ll get you off. Keep begging me. Let’s see how long before you’re pleading for me not to stop.”

Her body shuddered with hatred for him, feeling his debauched tongue going all the way between her parted ovals to the skin at the bottom of the canyon. She quivered as he licked the sensitive grommet that would let him into her ass.

“I’m in control,” he said, poking his finger at her tightness until the digit had sunk in to the first knuckle.

“You can’t!” she pleaded, her ass burning from the penetration. Wave after wave of unending denial coursing through her trembling flesh.

“This is what it feels like,” Cannon said, with his finger even deeper in her helpless little asshole. Diane couldn’t do anything but feel herself being skewered.

“Please!” she cried, feeling so much of it inside her tightly resisting anal passage. Telling herself that had to be all of it, there couldn’t be more, no more could possibly fit! Yet more and more snaked its way in. “If you ever loved me, stop!”

“I loved fucking you. I love fucking you like this even more.”

He cruelly drove his finger deeper and deeper into her rectal depths. No matter how she cowered, she simply had to take more and more. Inches felt like miles. A finger felt like a tree trunk. She thought of how big his cock had been in her pussy and nearly passed out. That, too, she would have to endure… in a hole that already felt like it had been permanently stretched out of shape.

“If I really wanted to punish you, I’d stop,” he snarled, twisting his finger in her passage that seemed only just big enough for it. He pushed his way in until the palm of his hand settled against her burning ass.

Diane gritted her teeth, eyes alive with tears, while her cruelly stretched hole burned with pain.

“If you weren’t such a cheating whore, you wouldn’t get off on all this. You’d be satisfied with a big dick deep between your legs,” Cannon growled, ramming a second finger into her defenseless rectum.

After twisting his two fingers inside her for several seconds, he finally took them away. Leaving Diane’s brutally stretched opening to pulse with how much it hurt after the pleasure stopped.

At first she thought he might have taken pity on her—realized she couldn’t take the torment he had planned—but then he grasped her buttocks and evilly spread them, making her feel how her anus gaped open where once it’d been a neat little roundness.

With her head pressed down against Greta’s stomach, Diane looked down between her legs and saw Cannon’s stiff prick held threateningly in his free hand. The purple cockhead stopped only inches from her asshole, flowing with precum… she knew only a few drops falling to the bed would not end up in her bowels.

Awestruck at the size of his imposing erection, Diane suddenly felt a swell of shameless passion. Pure pleasure quivering in her even more keenly than her fright had scarce moments ago. She knew that Cannon was about to sodomize her like the lowest of whores, but looking at his throbbing manhood, she knew it would be an extreme of sensation that she just had to feel for herself. More than anyone she’d cheated with, any random stranger she’d let into her bed, she had to find out this feeling for herself!

Feeling like she were Greta, glimpsing and hearing but only getting vague impressions, Diana was vaguely aware of his massive helmet parting her quivering buttocks. Numb, she felt his hands tauntingly squeeze her cheeks shut on his glans, then open them up again. Giving him a straight path from the hardness of his dripping cockhead to her tiny anal opening.

“You’re going to fuck my ass,” Diane said, coming back to a hazy reality. Her body itself rebelled, hips wiggling around to avoid the first probing that would let his big member into her. But her mind was stuck on the inevitability of it. Her voice breathed a certain excitement. “Your cock’s going in my ass. Your cock and your cum and all your fucking…”

Her squirming body only excited him more. With a contemptuous laugh at how show of fright, Cannon unerringly sought out her anal rosebud and began to penetrate it. Only a fraction of his strength let him in through her defenses.

“Hold still,” he hissed, giving her beautiful ass a resounding slap. “You should realize by now that this is what your ass is for. I’m fucking you the way I want to fuck you, the way you’re good for.”