I’m face down in Robin’s bed with my ass in the air and three of my friends from church are watching Robin stretch my hole open with her tongue.
How did I get here?
I’ve had a crush on Robin’s husband, Mark, for years. Everyone can see it, I’m not really subtle about it anymore. When he walks into fellowship hall I stop mid-sentence and just drift off until I realize I’m staring and my thighs are squeezing together.
Of course Robin knows. She’s his wife. She’s not blind.
But instead of being angry, she leaned in to me at the potluck last month and whispered: “Do you dream about Mark’s cock, Marcy?”
And everything spilled out. How I touch myself thinking about him and how I imagine his hands on my hips, thumbs pulling my cheeks apart. That I’ve been dreaming about him in my ass for years because Darryl would never, ever go there.
Robin listened and smiled as her fingers found my nipple in the middle of dinner. And said she could make it happen.
Last Sunday night, she did. She prepped me herself, stretching me open with her tongue and her fingers while Mark watched. Then she pulled him into me and I felt something I’d been waiting for my whole life.
I came so hard I saw stars. I cried and I begged him to never stop.
Now it’s Wednesday Bible study. And what I thought was a secret just erupted in front of the other wives. I broke faith with Robin and Mark, and I couldn’t keep it to myself. The words just tumbled out. I told everyone. Told them about Robin’s tongue and fingers. About Mark inside me. How I woke up yesterday from a dream of it with my own fingers already masturbating me.
And instead of feeling betrayed, Robin asked if I wanted to do it again. In front of everyone.
“Yes!” before she finished the question.
~~~
Robin’s tongue is inside me. Inside my ass, getting me wet and open and ready.
Carol, Linda, Natalie. I can feel their eyes on my ass as Robin’s tongue presses into my hole.
It should be embarrassed, but I’m so free now. “Look at me!” I cry outloud in my head. “Look at me, and see what I am!”
“She tastes so good,” Robin says. I can hear her lips smacking. “So much sweeter than you’d imagine.”
My ass tastes good. Robin likes eating my ass.
Something loosens in my brain. Some knot I didn’t know was there.
“Oh god, Robin.” My voice sounds strange. High and breathy.
I tried to get Darryl to touch me there on our honeymoon. He looked at me like I was disgusting and I never mentioned it again.
But now Robin’s tongue is inside me and I’m finally living it.
“That’s what eating ass is?” Natalie’s voice, young and wide-eyed. “Holy shit.”
Then I feel a tongue that isn’t as confident as Robin’s. Natalie’s eating ass for the first time, and it’s my ass.
“It’s so soft and warm. And you’re right, sweet! Why is it so…” Her voice muffles as she dives back in.
I giggle into the pillow. Or maybe it’s a moan.
Another tongue joins. Two of them now, switching back and forth, licking my hole while Robin watches.
“Keep going. Get her nice and sloppy.”
Nice and sloppy. For Mark.
Robin spits. I feel it drool down between my cheeks and onto my hole, warm and slick, and I make a sound like a small desperate animal.
“You almost ready, baby?”
“Please, yes.” I don’t recognize my own voice. “Please, I need more. I’m ready.”
Robin slides a finger inside. Then another. Two fingers stretching me. Opening me up for what comes next.
“Oh god, I can feel both of you. Please. I need Mark. Where’s Mark?”
~~~
I hear him.
The sound of a zipper. A gasp from someone.
Then Robin’s voice, warm and proud: “God, Marcy. You should see what you do to him. His cock is so hard for your ass.”
“And I want his cock.” I’m begging. “Please, Robin. Please give me his cock.”
The bed shifts as he kneels behind me. I can feel him warm against the back of my legs
Robin spits again. I hear her stroking him.
“You hear that, Mark? She’s been dreaming about you. Praying for your cock in her tight little asshole. Are you going to give it to her?”
“Okay.”
“Are you going to fuck her ass while all her friends watch?”
“Yes.”
Everyone is going to watch. Everyone is going to see Mark’s cock in my ass.
Robin leans close to my ear. “He’s right there, baby. He’s about to split you open. Tell him what you want.”
“Please, Mark.” My voice cracks. “Please fuck my ass. I’ve needed you all week. I’ve touched myself every night thinking about you inside me. Please, use my ass.”
“I’m your anal slut. I want everyone to see.”
Someone gasps. “Anal slut!”
The head of his cock presses into my hole.
~~~
I feel myself stretch, clench and relax, welcoming him as he pops inside.
“YES!”
The scream rips from me like a prayer, hands raised, radiance shining down on my cheeks.
“Oh god yes! He’s inside me! Mark’s inside my ass!”
He sinks deeper, pulling me with him. So much bigger than my fantasies.
This is what I prayed for. Every Sunday. Head bowed, hands clasped, hole clenching. Please God, let someone fill my ass.
And now Mark’s cock is answering my prayers.
My brain goes soft. Goes warm. Goes back to being that girl rubbing against her bedpost. That good little girl who just wanted to feel full.
“That’s it. Take all of him. Such a good little ass slut for my husband.”
Good little ass slut. Yes. That’s me.
He all the way in, his balls against my pussy. His entire cock is buried in my ass.
Robin’s hand finds my clit and I feel like I’m about to explode.
“Now fuck her ass, Mark. She’s yours. She’s giving you this hole.”
He starts to move.
~~~
His cock tries to slide out and pushes back in and my brain turns to static.
I can’t think it’s just cock in my ass. Robin’s fingers on my clit. Everyone watching me get ass fucked.
More spit lands on me. They’re all spitting on my ass while Mark fucks it.
“Look at her taking your cock. Look at how much she loves it.”
I do love it. I love his cock in my ass.
“Mark, I love your cock in my ass! Please don’t stop! I’ll be your slut. I’ll be your little ass slut!”
He grabs my hips and starts moving faster. I can feel my ass ripple with every thrust. I can hear it. Wet slapping sounds. His balls against my pussy. His cock in my hole. And now he’s pounding as I hear my throat moan.
My brain is melting. Turning into something simple and warm.
“She’s so close. I can feel her swelling. Are you close too, Mark?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Cum together. Fill her up while she cums on your cock.”
Fill me up fill me up fill me up I’ll cum on your cock.
His cock plunges and my ass ripples. Robin’s fingers rub harder, slippery. I tremble. Tremble.
I’m going to cum from getting my ass fucked in front of all my friends.
All those years. All those prayers. All those times I pressed down on my bedpost and imagined this exact moment.
“Oh… Oh!”
It starts in my ass where his cock is stretching me.
My hole clamps down and he groans.
“I’m cumming! Oh God… Mark… Robin… I’m fucking cumming!”
My brain goes white.
Every prayer answered at once. Every fantasy fulfilled. Every Sunday morning I spent clenching my hole on the pew, imagining this, dreaming of this, begging God for this.
Pure white nothing. Just ass and cock. Just his cock pulsing inside me. His cum shooting into my ass. Hot and thick and filling me up the way I always needed.
He’s cumming in my ass. Filling me with cum. Everyone sees it. Everyone knows.
I am an anal slut. I am Mark’s fuck hole and everyone is watching him fill me with cum.
The orgasm keeps going. Wave after wave. His cock keeps pulsing. My ass keeps clenching, milking him. I’m screaming or crying or both, face in the pillow, ass in the air, completely broken to pieces.
~~~
I don’t know how much time passes.
I’m still face down. Still can’t move. My ass is full of cum and twitching and I can feel it leaking out of me.
Robin is beside me. Brushing hair from my face. Kissing my cheek.
“You’re wonderful, baby. How do you feel?”
“Like I’m flying,” I whisper. “Like I never want to come down.”
I hear voices. Carol asking something. Natalie saying “Me too.”
They want to try. They saw what happened to me and now they want to be ass sluts too.
And I lie here, face in the pillow, cum leaking from my hole, smiling. Floating and brain empty and warm and good.
I’m already thinking about bringing more banana bread to fellowship
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