Anal Enthusiasts

“Fuck yeah,” he mumbled under his breath, his rhythm increasing as he neared ejaculation. I grabbed the remote off the coffee table, got more comfortable on the couch, and turned the television back on hoping that some late night infomercial would bore me to sleep. Tube8 Sucking cock was one of my favorite things to do, and under different circumstances I could see where this would have been enjoyable. You can’t deny it…you like this.”
“Fuck you!” I spat back at him. He tasted sweet, and I flashbacked to an old lover and how he tasted. I grabbed the remote off the coffee table, got more comfortable on the couch, and turned the television back on hoping that some late night infomercial would bore me to sleep. “You’re fucking wet as hell. “Do you like it when I fuck you like this?” He yanked me back against him and held me there, the tip of his cock pressing against my inner walls. It couldn’t be. It couldn’t be. “Roll over on your stomach. His shoulders were broad, but his waist narrow. I never heard the glass shatter on the back door, or the footsteps on the hardwood floor as they made their way over to me. Using his fingers, he teased my clit before sliding them deep inside. With fearful eyes, I stared up at his dark figure wondering what his intentions were and why he had chosen my house as his target. Without the light from the night light, his figure seemed even scarier and more domineering than before.