He kept threatening to cum and find me, even though I knew he…

He kept threatening to cum and find me, even though I knew he lived in another country and the actual possibility of him showing up to fuck my ass and force me to do ass to mouth was relatively slim. Still, I was always looking over my shoulder, because he kept promising me that one day he would be behind me and he would surprise me with his cock. 

I wasn’t expecting it, mostly because he had texted me earlier in the day and had indicated that he was at work, as usual. There was no need to worry about him showing up randomly and taking my asshole. I wasn’t worried. It was just another day. 

I got out of my car after a long day at work and I walked in the front door. No one was home, or so I thought. I began to walk toward the kitchen when I heard someone behind me. 

“Jenni!” I heard him say in his thick British accent. 

“Al?” I said turning around. There he was, standing in front of me. I’d seen a million pictures of him by now. We had been online friends for years. YEARS. Now here he was in front of me. “How did you get here?” I said, puzzled. “I thought you were at work in fucking Britain!”

“Change of plans. I flew here as soon as I could. “You know why,” he said, laughing. 

“Shut up!” I said and I ran into his arms. We hugged for the longest time, and he held me tight. There was a lot that we wanted to say, but sometimes things are said most clearly without words. What passed between us were all the feelings we had harbored inside for one another for all those years. 

“Are you ready now?” he asked me. I looked up at him and smiled. 

“Are you seriously going to do that?” 

“I’m dead serious,” he said, but he was grinning from ear to ear. He grabbed my dress and pulled it up. “You’re actually wearing panties? I thought you didn’t bother with those?” 

“It was windy,” I said and we laughed as he pulled my panties down and tackled me to the ground. He crouched over me and pushed his cock into my asshole and began to pound my asshole hard and fast. 

“Your ass feels good Jenni, but how does it taste?” he asked, his accent thick and sexy. He pulled his cock out of my ass and I turned around and got on my knees. He knew that this was my worst nightmare, that it was one of my hard limits, but that’s why he wanted to do it to me. He wanted to show me that he could make me do something I didn’t want to do. I braced myself as his cock pushed it’s way down my throat. 

I almost immediately started to wretch and he laughed. 

“What’s the matter? Can’t handle this?” he asked, challenging me. I tried again, this time managing to deep throat his cock a bit better. I tried not to taste my own ass all over his cock and focus on pleasing him. I went to town on his cock, sucking it as good as I could muster and I could see that I was getting somewhere. I felt his cock begin to swell inside my throat and then he was cumming deep into my throat. I swallowed it all down like a good girl. 

When he was done I politely excused myself to go gargle with some mouthwash. That had been rather disgusting, but I was happy that Al was here to visit! I’m sure we would have some amazing times and some amazing sex. I couldn’t wait to hang out with him and to have more sex with him as well. 

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