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Yeah.  Sure.  And I was a virgin.

I saw him lick his lips in the reflection of one of the mirrors that
surrounded three walls and the ceiling of the bedroom.  Some had ornate gilt
frames, others were plain.  Besides the lavish red-velvet covered bed and small
side table, the mirrors were the only decorations.  Madam O claimed anything
else was a distraction.

I was kind of wishing she'd decided on floral wallpaper instead. 
Seeing Hairy Harry everywhere I looked wasn't doing much for my confidence. 
His soft belly protruded over my raised bare ass, his thick cock knocked on my
poor little butt.  His fat lips smiled down at his target.  "Man, this is
gonna hurt."  He chuckled again.  I was beginning to hate that sound.

I closed my eyes as he pressed his cock head into me.  I clenched
instinctively.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said, sounding
amused.  I made an effort to loosen up.  It wasn't easy but as soon as I did,
he pushed himself in a little further.

"Jesus!"  I pulled away and he slipped out. 

"Hey."  His big hands pulled me back.  "What the fuck
do you think you're doing?"

"You're big," I said in my best fucking voice, the low,
deep one that never failed to raise a hard-on.  "I don't think I can
handle all of you."

"I wasn't even half an inch in, Kiki.  Jeez, you're new at
this, aren't you?  Never been bum-fucked before?"

"Er, actually, no."

He made a slobbering sound and I cringed.  Why oh why did I let out
that piece of tantalizing information?  If there's nothing that inflames a man
more it's knowing that he's got a virgin in his clutches. 

“By the time I’m finished with you, you’ll be begging for it next
time,” he said, massaging my ass like he was inspecting a piece of fruit at the
supermarket.  “I might even give up Angelina for you.”  His hands suddenly
plunged up my sides and grabbed my tits.  He squeezed the nipples, hard.  I
sucked in air between my teeth at the unexpected sensations swamping my entire
body.  “Your assets are bigger.”  He laughed and jiggled my breasts in his
palms. 

Damn it felt good.  There's nothing I love more than my tits getting
a bit of attention.  I arched my back, pressing my chest into his big fingers. 
Unfortunately in my eagerness I pushed my butt into his groin.  His cock
prodded against my opening. 

“Oh yeah,” he said thickly.  “Can’t get enough of Big Hairy Harry’s
piece, can you?” 

I wriggled in an attempt to stall the inevitable but he held my hips
firmly.

“You’re not getting out of this, Kiki,” he growled.  “So stop
messing about and stay still.”  He pushed my shoulders down hard onto the mattress. 
In the reflection, I saw him lick his wide, fat lips as he cupped those big
hairy balls.  He guided his rampaging prick into my hole. 

I squeezed my eyes shut.  Being on the receiving end was one thing
but watching him enjoy it was another entirely.  He reached around and thrust
two stubby fingers into my pussy. 

"Fuck, you're dripping."  He mistook that as a signal that
I wanted my butt split in half by his cock because he suddenly got all
serious.  His breathing became ragged and I was worried he was about to have a
heart attack on me so I opened my eyes.  Sweat poured off his forehead.  But he
wasn't dying, damn it, he was ready to explode.  And he'd only just got his
cock head in.

He pressed in further and emitted a massive, deep groan of satisfaction. 
I groaned too but for different reasons.  The burning was unbelievable.  It was
like my ass was on fire.  And from what I could see in the mirror he wasn't
even a quarter in.  How the hell was I going to take it all?  I wished I'd
listened to Oriana's advice and worn the butt plug all afternoon in
preparation.  She'd offered to prepare me herself but I'd declined.  I was
still a bit weirded out by the way she'd said it, with half-closed smoky eyes
and a Mona Lisa smile.

"So fucking tight," Hairy Harry ground out.  "Hold
on...I'm gonna push...all the way...man this is gonna be...the best fuck
ever...oh jeez Kiki you're so..."

...so going to be walking like a cowboy for the rest of the week. 
Hell, I could feel him going in, bit by bit.  The friction was unbearable.  The
pressure--.

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