Dear Diary, I Got Ass Fucked

Dear Diary, I Got Ass Fucked

It was a warm summer evening and Maddox was out with her friends at a trendy bar downtown, sipping on a mojito and enjoying the pulsing house music. At just 18, she already had quite the reputation for her wild ways and insatiable appetite. Tall and lean with fiery red hair, Maddox was the kind of girl who turned heads wherever she went.

As she danced the night away, a magnetically handsome stranger caught her eye from across the room. He was a few years older, all dark hair and smoldering grey eyes. Maddox felt a tingle run down her spine. She had to have him.

Draining her drink, she sauntered over, making sure to add an extra sway to her hips. “Hey there, handsome. I’m Maddox. Want to dance?” she purred, running a red nail along his muscular arm.

The man’s lips curled up in a wicked grin. “I thought you’d never ask, gorgeous. I’m Damien.” He took her hand and pulled her in close…

The next morning, Maddox awoke in a tangle of sheets, her head pounding. The events of the previous night came rushing back – the heated makeout session against the bathroom wall, being bent over the bar and fingered in front of everyone, then stumbling back to Damien’s place in a lustful haze. He’d taken her hard and fast, pounding her into the mattress until she screamed.

But that wasn’t all. As consciousness returned, Maddox became aware of a dull ache in her ass. Her brow furrowed in confusion. She hadn’t been ready for anal…had she?

Reaching beneath the covers, Maddox gasped as her fingers brushed a tender spot. Damien had clearly had other ideas. The bastard had gone in dry and without warning. But to her shock, Maddox couldn’t deny a thrill of excitement at the memory. Being manhandled and used like that felt so deliciously wrong.

“Morning, gorgeous,” Damien’s low voice rumbled. Maddox turned to see him watching her with those smoldering eyes. “I see you’re awake. And I hope you’re ready for round two…”

Maddox bit her lip, suddenly shy. “I don’t know…last night was kind of intense. You just took me there without warning.”

Damien chuckled darkly, pulling her close. “Oh Maddox, you love it. I saw how wet you got when I pushed in. Your ass was practically begging for it.”

Maddox felt herself flush. Damn him for being right. “It felt good,” she admitted breathily. “But don’t you dare do that again, got it? If you want to fuck my ass, you ask first.”

“Whatever you say, princess,” Damien smirked. His large hand slid down to grope Maddox’s cheeks. “For now, I think I’ll just enjoy this peach.”

Maddox shivered as he kneaded the sensitive flesh. Maybe giving up control to this domineering alpha male wasn’t the worst idea after all…especially if he used her the way she craved. “Well, take your time then. There’s no rush,” she said coyly, guiding his hand between her thighs. “Plenty of other places for you to explore.”

And with a wolfish grin, Damien obliged her request.

Over the next few weeks, Maddox and Damien started a torrid affair. He would bend her over every surface imaginable – the bathroom counter, a staircase, even the hood of his sleek sports car – making her moan and quiver with need. Maddox loved how rough he was, slamming into her hard enough to make her see stars.

But Damien was a master of edging too. He’d push Maddox right to the brink, only to pull away and leave her desperate. By the time he finally let her come, Maddox would be babbling pleas. He’d use her body so thoroughly that she forgot her own name.

Whenever Damien mentioned her ass, Maddox would protest weakly. “No way, mister. You’re not getting in there again.” But her body always betrayed her, clenching tight with longing. Damien just smirked and said nothing, knowing her resistance would eventually crumble.

One night, he came at her from behind, pinning her wrists above her head as he rutted into her rear. Maddox whimpered and squirmed, but he held her fast. “I know you want this,” Damien growled. “Your ass is hungry for my cock, isn’t it? Say it.”

“Nngh, yes!” Maddox gasped, too overwhelmed to lie. “I want your cock in my ass, god you’re so deep!” She’d never felt so full, so claimed.

“Fuck, your ass is tight,” Damien groaned. He pounded her harder, grunting with the effort. “I’m going to flood this pussy and paint you mine. You’re my little anal slut now, understood?”

“Yes! I’m your slut!” Maddox babbled, lost to the pleasure. Damien’s words made her clench hard around him.

He came deep inside her, marking Maddox as his. She could feel him pulsing, could feel the warmth flooding her. In that moment, Maddox knew she’d do anything for him, let him use any hole he wanted.

They collapsed on the bed, sweaty and spent. Maddox’s legs trembled as Damien pulled out, his cum leaking out after him. She knew it was wrong to crave this sexy older man so much. But as he gathered her close and kissed her deeply, Maddox decided she didn’t care.

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