Hooker Addiction Pt. 01

My dick strained against the material of the bedsheets and I could feel the blood rushing to my manhood. Her carelessness and the fucked up nature of how my anal virginity was so savagely taken made me feel copious mix of emotions. So much pain, pleasure, and fear, all mixed up together in my head. Arousal trumping them all, as Hunter, unbeknownst to her, relentlessly and continuously deflowered me at a steady but deadly rhythmic pace. I wanted so badly to pull away, but I was helpless against my own emotions and her brutal thrusts.

"Now I'm gonna make you cum, slut. You want that, Scott? Want me to make you fucking cum, you little slut?" I heard Hunter spit at me. The venom tore through me.

"Oh fuck," I mumbled. "No..." I moaned, but more to her using my name than anything.

Then as if a switch was hit within me. Hunter had moved in closer with her hips and all of a sudden all the pain imploded, and pleasure exploded. It was an onslaught coming fast upon me, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I felt my cock expand and jolt. But nothing yet. I felt Hunter reposition herself over my body and straddle me. My eyes were squeezed shut tight and her hands grasped my hair and pulled back. I felt the hot breath of her mouth in my neck.

The contractions inside me were incredible, and I felt my own cheeks bulge and loosen around Hunter's invading phallus as my orgasm ripped through me. I cried out, moaning like a bitch in heat, and tried to push her off, but she was relentless. My cock pumped several giant loads right into the mattress, more or less forced out with each thrust from Hunter.

"That's it, Scott. Cum for me. Slut. Cum, you fucking slut."

I couldn't help but obey her. I was in utter shock and ecstasy as she took control of my body. I moaned and writhed beneath her, but it was useless. Hunter shoved hand through my hair and grabbed a handful, only to press my face harder into the mattress. Hunter had me now, and she knew it. She was using me for her pleasure and my own was just a happy mishap.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, Hunter pulled out of my ass. I moaned as she rubbed her cock along my anus, dipping the tip in as she jerked her giant phallus behind me. She started to stroke faster and faster until she came. I felt so much warm liquid splash over my ass, back and thighs. It was disgusting, but I couldn't help but get turned on by it. I even felt her dip her tip and drop a huge spurt inside of me, making me want her to drop all of her load inside of me. The thought of her losing control while creampieing me made me feel things I didn't know existed.

Hunter released my hair, and stood up. "Get dressed and leave. Your 15 is up," she said matter of factly.

I turned my head to look at my assailant. Some part of me wanted more, some part of me wanted to throw up. Hunter was oblivious to my turmoil. She slowly wiped her cock clean with a tissue and then put her sweatpants back on.

"No problem... Th-thank you for your time," I replied. Did I just thank her? I quickly got dressed and left the room. Not even looking back at Hunter, who was just looking at stuff on her phone, not even paying attention.

Back home my head was in shambles. I was confused and traumatized. It was so fucking brutal and my horny monkey brain wanted more. But part of me knew it was a mistake to let my first time be so 'unspecial' and so uncaring. I mean, she practically raped me. At least psychologically. Though, I was a consenting adult. Fuck, it was so confusing. And I loved it. I couldn't lie to myself anymore. This was exactly what I wanted and how I wanted it, and it scared me.