There was a certain power in giving a rimjob – a feeling of claiming that eating pussy just didn’t satisfy. Here he was, holding, as far as he was concerned, the best ass in all of Hazelwood High in his hands, going to town on what lay between the cheeks. And besides, even if the action itself wasn’t pleasurable, everything it was doing to Zoe sure was.
Zoe was in hysterics, thrashing her upper body about, occasionally slapping the bed with a free hand, unable to keep herself still. Her voice had betrayed her in a fit of pure pleasure, and she couldn’t filter her thoughts any longer.
“Oh my god Tyler, I want your big thick meaty cock destroying my ass. Please give it to me, give it to me deep! I’m just a dumb slut that deserves nothing more than to be split in half by your huge perfect cock. Please Tyler, just fuck me. Fuck me now, rape me! Fuck this dumb slut and keep her as your personal fuck doll, that’s all I am, that’s all I deserve to be!! Just rape me as if I’m nothing more than your personal property, your slave, your personal stupid whore!”
Tyler, as well as Zoe, was making a mental note of the potential issues Zoe had, but that wasn’t going to stop him. He, to his own displeasure, stopped rimming her to prep her with his fingers again, lining up his cock and laughing in a low, almost evil voice.
“So you want me to destroy you?” he asked her, his voice full of power.
Zoe whimpered.
“You want me to r-word you?” he continued.
Zoe gave a small chuckle. “It kind of ruins the moment when you say ‘r-word’ like that.”
“I’m not saying the actual word.”
“Then let’s move on. Pretend I never said it.”
“Got it.” Tyler recovered quickly. “Are you ready for me to fill your ass like you’ve never been filled before?”
“Fuck yes,” Zoe said in a voice just above a whisper. “Give it to me, Tyler.”
Tyler generously applied the lube Zoe laid out beforehand on his cock, then pressed the head of his thick cock against her asshole. “You asked for it,” he warned her as he began to slowly press in.
Zoe’s low moan started from the second she began to feel him pressing into her and lasted until the full head of his dick disappeared inside her. Even just the head felt like the largest object in the world was inside her. She could feel her insides stretching and molding around him, accommodating his huge size. A part of her worried if something was going to tear or bleed or something. A larger part of her cautioned herself about thinking such things. She was here to be a dumb, submissive bitch. She was here to take his cock and be a good little fleshlight for him.
Zoe practically forgot the full thing wasn’t inside her by the time Tyler figured she was okay to take more. Slowly, over the process of minutes, he eased and back-and-forthed his way into her awaiting ass, Making her moan and sweat and bury her face into the pillow and occasionally frantically call for him to stop as she got accommodated. Zoe thought she could never take the full thing, so she was surprised the first time she felt the underside of Tyler’s belly hit her ass. He was pressing up against her.
“I can’t… believe it…” she moaned.
“Ready for it?” Tyler challenged.
“In… a few seconds… but go slow… to start…” Zoe moaned. She loved this. Even as she breathed those words, her free hand went back to play with her pussy. Sure enough, she moaned uncontrollably at first touch. Zoe was unsure if she’d ever be able to masturbate without having something in her ass after that. She’d seen the light, and she was looking forward to Tyler driving the point home. She could never tell him how easily he could make her his obedient little puppy or something after this; he’d never let her live it down. Maybe she could settle for asking him to get her a collar or something.
Tyler began to pump in and out of Zoe’s backdoor, with the normally proud and confident Zoe moaning cutely and submissively, helpless at the hands of Tyler. Those hands were now gripping her ass with such a dominant force that made her feel so receptive, so submissive, so right. She wished he could do this every day. She wished he wouldn’t ask her consent and just use her. She wished she could live out all of these sick twisted fantasies she now knew she had with him. Never had a boy make her go so crazy, but then again, no boy had a cock or a horny spirit quite like Tyler.
It took surprisingly little time, especially for anal, for the two to get into a good groove, with Tyler ramming into her like tomorrow didn’t exist and Zoe moaning and crying and loving every second of it.
Frustratingly, noticing her tears, Tyler stopped momentarily, concern washing over him. “Are you crying?? Are you okay, should we stop?”
Zoe, tears in her eyes, whipped her head around to face Tyler with a face so full of anger and fury that she looked less like a human being and more like a slasher movie villain. “Keep going,” she replied, her tear-filled eyes blasting pure rage at the nerve of him to stop. “Now!!”
No longer sure who was dominating whom, Tyler resumed his assault, luckily not growing soft in his concern. His still-hard cock, ready to withstand any amount of fucking, pressed on, invading and plundering Zoe’s insides and rearranging her guts to such a depth she felt like it was going to come out of her mouth at some point. She moaned and groaned and pushed her hips back into his, wanting more, wanting to be his anal bitch forever. She was so glad she was so cautious about pregnancy. This was the best feeling in the world.
Sadly, all good feelings have to come to an end, and Tyler could feel himself not being able to last much longer. He could barely warn Zoe about his impending climax, though with seconds to spare, his sudden shift in tempo told Zoe everything she needed to know. “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck!” Zoe moaned as she began to feel a warm load deposit inside her. Tyler’s seed. He was marking her as his own. Tyler was cumming inside Zoe’s ass, and she loved it. She could feel his spunk spreading its warmth like a liquid aphrodisiac throughout her body, reprogramming her, hotwiring her to make her addicted and submissive to his cock forever. She moaned as he grunted, her body and mind completely receptive to Tyler’s invasion.
Tyler huffed a few times after his orgasm subsided, taking the next few minutes to slowly retrieve himself from inside her. Zoe was very specific – going in had to be slow, but going back out had to be just as slow, to avoid pain, blood, or a result neither of them would have wanted. Inevitably, Zoe had bled a little, but that was to be expected, especially given his size. Still in a trance from feeling his cum inside her, Zoe calmly told him to wash his dick and reassured him that she was fine, and that it may have hurt a bit but that’s what she wanted.
After Tyler returned with a fully washed cock, he admired his handiwork, strewn across the bed. “God damn, Zoe, you a real freak, you know that?” he asked with a toothy grin.
Zoe grinned back. “You bring it out of me, what can I say?” she asked seductively. “Now get over here.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to suck your cock again, you dork,” she laughed in answer. That was good enough for Tyler and soon Zoe was humming and moaning happily on his dick, making him shiver in anticipation.
“Where’d you get that cut, anyway? Now that you’re naked. I don’t see it?”
Zoe took her mouth off of Tyler’s phallus just long enough to answer. “What?”
“You said you got cut today. I don’t see the cut. Is it serious?”
Oh, right. That. Zoe thought quickly. “I can tell you about it…” she purred. “Or I can keep sucking your dick.”
Tyler laughed. “You’d suck my dick any time. Let’s see it.”
“Tyler, with all due respect, it seems like you don’t even trust me on this,” Zoe argued, trying to keep a strong tone but finding herself so in lust with him that her words even now came out like she was trying to seduce him. “I don’t really want to talk about my medical records with you. Some things are still private to me. Besides, you know what I said about the mall creeping us all out. There are other reasons too.”
“Yeah, but-”
“Would seeing my cut change your mind on something?” Zoe asked him.
“Well, no, but-”
“Then there we go,” Zoe said simply, happily taking Tyler’s cock back into her mouth and attempting to take it down her throat.
Tyler groaned and closed his eyes. “Alright, fine, fine, whatever,” he said in a half-huff, half-moan. “Shit, baby, this had better become a daily thing with us.”
Zoe fucked his cock with her throat for another minute then came up for air. “Ugh, ‘baby,’ she groaned. “That’s not me. Pick something else. And speaking of, weren’t we going to talk about that?”
“Oh, yeah,” Tyler mumbled. “So, like, do you want to be boyfriend and girlfriend or something?”
Zoe took her mouth off of him again, clearly for the last time in a while, and sighed. “You know we’ve already talked about this,” she replied, playing with her pussy absentmindedly, as if she herself didn’t know.
“Yeah, but like, just straightforward, no context needed, yes or no. I’m tryna see something here,” Tyler protested.
“Give me the question again.”
“Do you want to be boyfriend and girlfriend?”
Zoe thought about it for a bit. “Operating purely off of the definition of ‘want,’ no. I don’t expressly feel a desire towards it.”
“Cool, okay. Then I’m totally happy being friends with benefits.”
Zoe chuckled. “So if I said yes we would have instantly been boyfriend and girlfriend?”
“Well…” Tyler blushed. “It just means we would have needed to talk about it a bit more. And talked about some other things. Where we stand on X, Y, and Z.”
Zoe smiled, feeling his cum still in her. “Look at you being mature. Do you need to borrow money or something?” she joked.
“Hey, you asked, I listened. You’re always fucking surprised when I do that,” Tyler said seriously, but laughed afterwards regardless. “I just don’t want nothing… complicating us.”
“Yeah, me neither,” Zoe huffed.
“Hm?”
“What?”
Just sounds like you know something,” Tyler prodded her.
“No, but I am thinking about how all this is sudden,” Zoe replied. She considered telling him about Nami’s theory, the mall, and the real reason she feared it.
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