He tried to determine what the look on Rachel’s face signified. But he could not be sure.
Perhaps she was petrified, finally afraid of what he was capable of now that he had awakened. Fearful of the revenge he had in mind for what she had done to him all these years.
But strangely, despite her elevated pulse rate, the cold sweat that was forming on her body, she was highly aroused. Perhaps she had a hidden rape fantasy. Perhaps she finally wanted him to use her body the way it should.
He grabbed her hair roughly. She winced slightly.
A: How do you like this bitch?
Rachel looked up at him. Perhaps she should try to cry, try to show some form of weakness. Maybe it would turn him on more.
She knelt down in front of him and took his flaccid member into her mouth, sucking it like a popsicle until it got hard again. She carressed his balls and stroked his rod.
He grabbed the back of her head and rammed his cock deep into her throat, causing her to choke and gag. This time, tears streamed down her face for real.
He refused to release her, and she was choking badly, as well as gasping for air.
R: Please. Stop…
But even as those words escaped her mouth, she found herself getting wetter and wetter.
He pushed her onto the bed again, and flipped her over onto her stomach.
Rachel kind of liked doggy style, but she kept quiet, to see what he was going to do.
He spread her ass cheeks and stared at the moisture-laden hole.
A: And I’m wondering why you’re so wet…
Without warning, he plunged in, drilling his tool deep into her.
She screamed, as she was not prepared for it, but the pleasure soon overtook pain and she started moaning away, arching her back and pushing her ass towards him.
He was getting pissed off. She was not supposed to be enjoying this.
He withdrew and smacked her ass hard, leaving angry red palm marks on it.
Then, an idea struck him. He actually hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should actually go so far.
But he did anyway.
Spreading her ass again, he spat onto the other hole, and positioned his still-lubricated cock at the entrance.
Rachel realised what he was about to do. This was on aspect of sex she had not experienced before. Suddenly, she felt real fear. Especially given his current mindset. He was out to hurt her badly.
Knowing what was about to happen, she tried her utmost to relax her rectal muscles for the intrusion.
He entered her slowly, inch by inch. She felt a searing pain, and tears rolled freely. She screamed at him to stop, but he ignored her.
She had to pay for what she did to him.
Barely five minutes into the anal rape of Rachel, he felt a sudden tinge of regret.
His conscience was calling out to him. He stopped. And she stopped sobbing.
A: I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me.
Rachel turned her head to face him. She wiped her tears with one hand.
R: I’m sorry too. I should not have taken advantage of you, especially when you were so young. I know now I really damaged you. I deserve all of this. I could have stopped everything but I just kept using you to satisfy my desires.
A: I benefitted too. And you really know how to make me cum with your hands.
R: Lets just finish this and move on ok?
A: Finish this?
R: Well, you just took my anal virginity. Just finish it.
A: Doesn’t it hurt?
R: It hurts like fuck… but just finish it, cum inside. I wont get pregnant this way.
A: Err… ok….
He carried on thrusting into her virgin hole, feeling the ridges inside, and the involutary contractions. He wondered if this was how anal sex between guys felt too. He read somewhere about it stimulating the prostate. But girls did not have a prostate. So what was in it for Rachel? Was she really letting him do it because she felt she needed to be punished? He could not be sure.
Within a few more thrusts, he squirted the remainder of his man juice into her ass and withdrew slowly. She immediately ran to the bathroom to wash up and he joined her.
She wept as she stood under the shower and he held her. She did not push him away.
After cleaning up, they both collapsed into bed in each others arms. The first real time they actually cuddled after sex.
They slept all the way through and only awoke when it was nearing supper time.
She sneaked him out of the house and they headed to the nearby 24 hour coffeeshop for supper.
She decided that perhaps she should stop using him for sex, and let him lead a normal life. Get a real girlfriend and stuff like that. But somewhere inside her, she ached to have him inside her, despite the way he had just treated her. Was she that addicted to his cock?
Or had she in some warped way, actually fallen for him?
He too was a little confused by the situation. He regretted his actions, but he still enjoyed the way she made him cum. Perhaps he too was addicted. But he knew he needed to be in a proper relationship. Preferably with someone around his age. After all, she had a boyfriend, and he had met a nice girl recently. Maybe they could still sleep together. But it would be purely for the sex.
However, only time could tell what would happen to the both of them.