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This guy wants to fuck his girlfriend in the ass and when a nice opportunity comes up, he grabs at it….

There was a doorbell early in the morning. I kept lying in the bed. But someone persistently rang the doorbell. I had nothing to do but to open the door. It was Ann. She stood leaning against the wall and stared at me with her big drown eyes.
- Well, come in if you came – I muttered trying to hide the emotions.

On the eve Ann and I were visiting our friends. And this ass got loaded on wine and began flirting with the hostess’ cousin. I warned her of my leaving if she didn’t stop it. But my jealousy excited her even more – she laughed and kept flirting… I went home just as I warned her. I was angry. But having gone to the bed I came down pretty soon. That was not her first time doing like that.

And here she was early in the morning on my threshold.

- Mike, darling, can you give me the slippers. – She said entering the hallway.

- Nuts to you! – I snapped at her.

Ann took off her shoes and followed me to the bedroom barefooted. I lay down to the bed and she sat in front of me on the chair cross-legged. I watched her bare feet. Ann smiled. She was proud of her feet as well as other parts of her body. She was wearing a white short skirt and parti-colored T-shirt.

- Well, have you fucked Sam (the cousin of the hostess)? – I asked her.

- Yeah, we’ve fucked. I fucked him. – Ann answered. – Poor guy, he couldn’t get what I wanted from him. At first we wanted to fuck in the bathroom but that’s dreck… then changed for the staircase. “Bring an old coat or some rug or a towel at least!” I told him. And he is good I should say. He dashed there and back. We went out of the hallway, laid down the coat he brought and got started!

- How do you like it? – I asked with excitement.

- On my stomach.

- Straight away on the stomach?

- Yeah, he didn’t expect it, I felt it by my ass. And started thrusting his dick into the wrong hole. “What are you doing, little fool? Drill my asshole!” He puffed over my butt. That was probably his first ass-fucking experience. I helped him: I licked my fingers and covered the hole with my spittle; parted my buttocks with my palms. “Well, now it should be easier…” – I thought. And you know… I was right. I felt he entered my arse slowly, smoothly, good boy. I was so excited… He thrust his penis as deep as he could… “Yeah, drill my arse, honey… fuck it… fuck…” – I whispered.

- That’s enough! – I jumped out of the bed – Are you teasing me on purpose? Bitch! Whore! What should I do with you, slut, cock-sucker???

- Well, I’ll tell y – o – u …. – sang Ann. – Mike, I want to tell you something – she repeated again – such a slut like I am is to be thrashed. Beat the living daylights out of me! And maybe after that I can get what to do and what not to do. Do you hear me Mike, baby?

- Yeah, I hear you – I was shocked.

- Well, then what…???

- Are you serious?

- Sure, I’m serious! Take the belt and knock into the middle of the next week!

I took the leather belt, came close to Ann and ordered her to lie face down. She obeyed without a single hesitation. I lifted my arm to beat Ann’s ass, but she stopped me saying:

- What are you going to do?

- What do you mean “what are you going to do”?? – I wondered – I’m gonna beat you!!!

- Darling, such a slut should be beaten only to the naked ass!!! Couldn’t you order me to pull up the skirt and take off my panties?
- Well… I just… you know… - I tried to think something up.

Ann signed, stood up, pulled down the skirt and then her tiny knickers and lay face down again.

I started to beat her naked plump butt. Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!

Ann moaned quietly. She could hardly stand it, “poor girl”. I enjoyed beating her ass. All that turned me on.

- Yeah… yeah… Beat me! Beat me! I’m a slut… whip the slut! – She was saying in a hoarse voice.

I think I beat her about forty times. Finally I felt I was near to cum. I threw the belt off and jumped on Ann like a tiger, moved her legs apart and roughly entered her anus. Ann started and here my semen filled up her ass that bobbed up and down in the rhythm of my movements. I kept fucking her awesome butt as hard as I could … as deep as I could…

Having strained myself out to the braking point and was lying on Ann’s back and kissing her neck and ears.

- Good boy, you’ve worked hard on me!!! – She said heavily breathing. – Now I’m gonna do well! Other wise you’ll take the belt and beat me! Right?

- Yeah, I can guarantee you this! – I was satisfied.

- You know, darling, I didn’t fuck with Sam yesterday, I’ve tricked about it! – She said.

- You’ve tricked!???

- Yeah, I’ve just inverted it, made it up so to say! You know… Sam appeared to be a dawdler. One could grow old waiting for him to get back! And more over there was too cold to wait for him on the staircase. I dirtymouthed him and went back to the guests, drank some booz and came down. And when he came to me with the rug he found I swore at him and that’s all! But what in general I want to say to you?

- What?

- I’ve tricked on you, right?

- Well… right… - I murmured.

- Should I be beaten for the trick, shouldn’t I?

I gulped down a lump in the throat instead of the answer.

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