Date: Wed, 23 Dec 2020 18:46:00 +0100
From: Paris Sucker <paris.cocksucker@gmail.com>
Subject: A slut's journey - part 4

Chapter 4: Losing my virginity


On the cycle home, I took the back roads; hoping not to cross anybody in
the state I was in. I knew my eyes were bloodshot and the front of my
t-shirt was discolored from all the dried vomit I had been forced to spit
up while I had endured the deep-throat violation only minutes before. It
was already late evening and I felt an urgency to get back to the motel to
meet that man again. I didn't know his name, I didn't know anything about
him at all and yet I was more excited than I ever remember being
before. This tall, beautiful, black man had a hold over me.

Under the shower his words ran through my mind again, "come with a clean
ass." I'd known immediately what he had in mind, despite my naivety and
lack of experience, I had spent plenty of time jerking myself off while
reading in-depth accounts about the joys of anal sex in gay forums and in
chatrooms. I'd slowly been getting more and more fascinated with my own
hole; ever since the night in the motel with Boom. I'd been kind of out of
it and already with the time that passed it felt like a world away, yet I
remembered the interest most of the men had in my ass while I sucked them
off. They'd grabbed it, slapped it, rubbed my hole - only for Boom some of
them would have fingered it and more, but I had been grateful he didn't let
them take that step.

Ever since then though, it had awakened something inside me; like it had
opened the door to my own sense of self-exploration. I discovered that it
felt good to gently stroke the opening to my asshole, and to massage my
anus as I jerked myself with my other hand. I gradually became braver and
with the help of a small, hand-held mirror began inspecting my perfectly,
pink, smooth, hairless crack and hole with my fingers; licking them and
coaxing my ring open ever so slightly so the tips of my fingers could
caress deeper each time. The pleasure it brought me was intense and it had
become a ritual for me to cum with a finger tucked slightly inside my anus;
in fact it was the cherry on the cake that usually pushed me over the edge
- I soon found that I couldn't reach climax without stimulating my asshole
at least a little. This feeling coupled with the photos I would download of
men being fucked caused me to writhe around in pleasure imagining that it
was me at the mercy of these muscular, alpha males.

In excitement I fashioned an enema out of a cheap portable showerhead I
found in the house. Without the head it was effectively a flexible hose and
thankfully soft at the tip. I began slowly and carefully, introducing the
end of the hose to my asshole. When I turned on the water I got a shock -
it was cold as hell! I adjusted and tested it a second time on my leg
before bringing it back around to my hole. I wasn't sure what to expect,
but the feeling was not unpleasant at all; I had the water turned way down
low to be sure. Gradually I could feel the pressure building up inside
me. I immediately pulled out the hose and - from what I had read online -
held the lukewarm water inside me momentarily until my quivering hole
couldn't hold any longer and I felt it gush out in to the toilet bowl. I
repeated this cycle several times; enjoying the feeling of pressure in my
rectum before allowing the water to gush out.

I rushed to get ready after and as I got to the doors I began to pull it
closed, for the first time I had the same heavy feeling from earlier in the
day. It dawned on me that this was a big moment; a pinnacle moment in my
life of losing my virginity. I hesitated with the door open before me. Was
I really going to go through with this? Did I want this man to be my first?
The image of his huge, black cock flashed into my mind; my asshole clenched
tight at the thought of it and I knew immediately that I had to go. I
pulled the door closed and cycled off in the direction of the truck
stop. It was nearing the end of summer and the late-evening air had a chill
in it, so by the time I arrived at the truck stop I pulled out my sweater
and put it on. I realized that the man - whose name I didn't yet know -
hadn't given me a time, only the number of his room. I wandered a little
aimlessly for a few minutes worried that I was too early or maybe even I
had misinterpreted the invite.

After some time I found myself stood quietly outside room 15; it was the
exact same room I had previously spent the night in with Boom...and his
acquaintances. That night had been a turning point for me. I had accepted
to have my mouth used by numerous men and to orally service them anyway
they desired. Tonight a different orifice was being demanded and I felt
that this would be another turning point in my sexual evolution. The
curtains were drawn but I could see a light was on in the room. The nerves
were creeping up on me and before I lost the courage to go through with it,
I stepped forward and knocked heavily on the door. Then I waited. I heard
footsteps and at length the door opened to reveal the tall, muscular, black
man I had met earlier that evening in the toilet block a few hundred feet
away.

For a moment I was taken aback; in awe of the naked man stood in front of
me in the glow of the motel-room light. He stood much taller than me; well
over six feet and strong. Sat down in the toilet cubicle hours earlier I
hadn't been able to appreciate the true scale of this man's presence. Now
in the artificial light of the room every contour of his body's muscles
glistened. His short, black hair was cropped close, and I was impressed by
the firm clench of his jaw-line. He had light, black stubble which only
accentuated his masculinity; particularly when faced with me - the teenager
who had barely began puberty. My soft, lightly-tanned skin had yet to
sprout a beard and although my body had a muscular definition from the
swimming and sports I did, I had yet to grow any significant body hair or
yet to see my genitals grow to a man's size. I had seen it in my
classmates. As young as 13, some of them had full bushes and large, girthy
penises and balls with darkened skin, while I still had the body of a young
boy. I knew my body was beginning to change, even if I was a late starter
though - but this incredible man standing before me didn't seem to mind.

His skin was a light, chocolatey brown. My eyes followed down from his face
to see a well- defined chest with a light sprinkling of curly hairs and
dark nipples. His stomach muscles were toned too, but not too overly
defined. His tightly trimmed public bush drew my eye to his awe-inspiring
phallus.

The boys in my class had no doubt caught my starring on a few
occasions. There was one boy in particular that I couldn't take my eyes
off. He walked around with a large plump, wide cock bouncing around on his
skinny frame. I looked forward to seeing it every week - and I was quite
certain he enjoyed the attention I gave him. Yet it paled in comparison to
the huge man-meat in front of my eyes right then. It hung heavily between
his legs like a large water balloon. The sheer weight of the oversized
gland pulling the shaft down in a pendulum-like shape. Although girthy at
the base, it immediately grew outwards in thickness as it turned away from
me, so the beautiful pink gland faced slightly away. I could tell that even
in this flaccid state it was thicker than my own wrist. The balls - while
heavy and impressive on their own merits - looked almost small in
proportion to this ginormous dick.

I was dazed for a moment and only realized when he shrugged as if to say,
What are you waiting for? I quickly hopped inside the room and closed the
door behind me. I stood waiting awkwardly as the man cleared things off the
bed, until I finally built up enough courage to speak.

"I'm Billy, by the way." I said rather sheepishly.

"Al...Alex, call me Alex," the man said reassuringly. His large cock
bounced around endlessly as he moved around the room tidying things
away. "You get douched?.....deep?" he asked nonchalantly, and I wondered if
he knew this would be my first time. I decided it'd be best not to let on.

"Mmmmhhm, am all clean!" I declared happily to myself, thinking of the warm
fullness I had experienced an hour earlier in the shower. In the meantime,
I could feel a build-up of pressure - like I needed to pass wind - and had
been holding it for fear that it would be water. I excused myself by asking
to use the bathroom, and when I sat down and passed some dry air I was
relieved that I had done a good job of cleaning myself out. Nonetheless, I
wet some toilet paper and rubbed off my hole so it would be squeaky clean
for the night. It put me more at ease and I went back out to room feeling
confident - although I still really had no idea what was going to
happen. When I came out of the bathroom, Alex had dimmed the lights and he
was lay on the bed with his dick in his hand stroking himself.

His dick was so large flaccid that when he was erect, I couldn't believe
that the fullness of this appendage could possible fill out and harden
anymore. Now it was firm and girthy from the burgeoning tip to the fat,
strong base and it glistened in the light as his hand rubbed in the oil he
had squirted over himself. I walked gingerly towards the bed, suddenly
feeling the nerves in the pit of my stomach tense up and my whole body
began to shiver. I sat on the bed beside him, and reached out my quivering
hand to stroke his enormous meat-sword. I couldn't believe the size and the
warmth that throbbed in my hand. I was small, but even for a fully-grown
man this penis would be more than a handful - literally. I tried to close
my hand around it but couldn't even get it closed. I brought my other hand
up to it and using both hands could just join up the tips of my fingers and
my thumbs to engulf this mammoth-sized phallus. I stroked him more like
this for a moment, unsure of how I should proceed. I didn't remember it
being this large, and my jaw still ached from the skull-fuck earlier that
afternoon. Had I really taken this whole hunk of meat into my throat? I
wondered incredulously.

Finally, Alex grew impatient and grabbed me with both hands under the
armpits, dragging me over his body onto the bed beside him. Then with one
arm on my shoulder, he forced me to turn over on my stomach on the bed. No
words were spoken, and I was so nervous I gave up total control of the
situation, allowing him to lead anyway he wished. I felt him get up and
move lower on the bed, until his arms pushed my legs apart and he lowered
himself back down on to the mattress between my thighs. I could feel the
knot in my stomach again and the muscles in my body tensed up.

"Relax, kid," he said gently as I felt he weight of his forehead push down
on the top of my butt and push me into the mattress. Before I knew it his
face was buried in my ass and immediately I felt the wetness of his tongue
exploring my crack. I was a little shocked - and remained tense for a few
moments. Quickly though I felt the tingling sensations of his massaging
tongue run through my ass and up my lower back. I allowed myself to sink
deep into the mattress and relax my body fully as I closed my eyes and
drifted off. His tongue explored more and the warm humidity of the room
added to the heat building up inside me. Finally his tongue found my
asshole. It ran circles round and round the rim of my hole causing the most
incredible tingles to pulse through my body - all emitted from my
asshole. It was incredible, a sensation I'd never known. The only thing
similar, was the orgasmic pleasure I felt in my dick when I jerked myself
off in bed at night.

His tongue circled round and round my hole and I felt like with every rim,
my whole body would tense up. It was so intense, I nearly begged him to
stop but I couldn't get any words out. After time, I felt him shift and
then his hands on either sides of my ass-cheeks pulling them apart.

"FUCK! Look at this perfect pink pucker! It looks like it's never been
touched!", he growled loudly. Of course, it hadn't...bar a few of my own
fingers, but I had never gone past massaging the opening and hadn't built
up the courage to push a finger inside. Now that would change. Alex dove
his face into my ass again, and this time I couldn't help but to yell
out. His tongue - rather than rimming gently the edge of the opening, like
before - plunged inside me. It was the most peculiar feeling and an
intensity I had never known. My asshole - up until now only used to push
things out - was being pushed open against its will and I couldn't help by
tense it closed to fight against this moist and gentle intruder. As his
tongue darted in and out, penetrating me slightly deeper each time; the
intensity and shock of the initial penetration gave way to wave after wave
of orgasmic pleasure - I moaned uncontrolledly as he tongued my hole until
I eventually had to beg him for a break.

I had done nothing but lie there, but my whole body had been in spasms of
pleasure and I felt exhausted after only a few minutes. I lay on the bed
breathless and tried to regain my composure. Alex had other ideas
though. He was leaning over to the bedside table and I could see him
pumping more oil to his hands. He quickly brought his hand to my ass and
rubbed the oil around , in the same motion as his tongue had rimmed my
now-quivering slit. I was really starting to enjoy the feeling of being
covered in spit, slime and oil and right now my whole ass was slippery with
it. Still lying on my stomach, I looked back over my should and caught
Alex's glance grinning at me. He was upright, kneeling on the bed between
my legs, which were spread open about as far as they could go. My hole
completely exposed, feeling cool now as the oil caught the breeze of the
air-conditioning. I rolled slightly and began to close my legs, but Alex
spread his own knees wider, forcing my legs to open to their maximum width
once again, and with his hand on my shoulder he brought his weight down on
me, pushing me back into the mattress. I could just about turn my head to
see his ginormous appendage come down to sit heavily on my ass. He seemed
to enjoy the control, as he cock pulsed - totally erect - bouncing up and
down on my ass and lower back. His body was well below my ass, and yet his
cock reached right up and over my ass and almost to the lower part of my
middle back. There's no way he can go fully inside me, I told myself; a
little anxious.

With his free hand, he pumped out more oil and began rubbing it once again
over his cock until it was literally dripping wet and I could feel the
slime running off all over me. Then at length, I felt a pressure at my ring
piece. His finger trip ran around and around the opening to my anus. It was
slippery with oil. After a moment I felt a tingling and a heat like a
slight burning.

"Ahhh, it stings," I moaned, trying to wriggle free, but his strong grip on
my shoulder kept me firmly in place.

"Shhhh, it has lidocaine in it. Just give it a second," he said gruffly,
holding me even firmer.

I knew what it was; a topical anesthetic, but I guess he mixed it in with
the oil, or he had a tube I hadn't spotted. Either way, it made me more
nervous than I had been moments before. Gradually, the tingling faded
though and I could tell there was a slight numbness now in and around my
asshole. I squeezed and tensed my hole, and tried to get accustomed to this
feeling that my asshole was not my own, it had a strong foreign feeling and
yet I was still in control of it. Alex's whole body weight crashing down on
top of me brought me back to my senses. I could barely breathe under his
heavy frame. I gasped underneath him

"I have a deep thrust," he groaned heavily and breathily into my ear. "Once
this rhythm starts, I can't stop it, and I want to go the whole way." He
words made me shiver again and I struggled to free myself, but could barely
move a muscle until Alex lifted himself and got back onto his knees. I felt
his cock head being lined up to my ass and when the tip began pressuring my
ring piece to gain access, I instinctively began to struggle. The feeling
was so strange and unfamiliar, my body told me to stop it, and so I
resisted. Alex held me in place again.

"Wait..! I've never done this before!" I yelled out unable to stop myself.

"I know...that's why I brought you here," Alex grinned. "When I saw you I
knew I wanted to deflower your cunt. I got here just in time; right before
you start to become a man. Right when your hole is at its pertest, tightest
and most inviting." The intensity and determination of his voice made my
cock rigid against the mattress. As he spoke the words, I felt like I would
ejaculate right then, but I reached down and squeezed my little cockhead to
stop it from happening. Nonetheless, he was stirring something deep inside
me. I felt his mouth up against my ear as he continued whispering
forcefully.

"I got here just in time to permanently open your asshole up to men's big
cocks. You'll never be a man, because from tonight you'll have a
cock-tunnel, a real cunt between your legs." I couldn't believe it but his
words were so powerful that I felt like I was on some kind of a high. He
had read something inside me that I hadn't even dared to admit to myself.

"Do you want it?" he asked gently.

"Yes!", I moaned, unable to say anything further before burying my head
into the pillow.

"Then open up for me...give it to me! Give me what I want!" Alex groaned as
I simultaneously felt his hard cock-head once again lining up against my
ring.

With the numbing cream, I could only feel pressure - no pain, and yet Alex
took his time to go gently. The first few moments, I felt a relief wash
over me as the feeling of pressure lessened with each stroke he pushed in
and out. Somehow I knew though that this was not even the beginning. I
don't think he was even a centimeter inside me.

"Yeah, get used to that rhythm, kid." He moaned loudly.

Then I felt it; a short sharp thrust that opened my ring and forced a
searing pain down my legs, despite the numbing cream. I yelled out in pain,
trying to focus on something else, but the overwhelming build up of
pressure in my anus couldn't be ignored. It was like the urgent and
inescapable need to go to the toilet and yet Alex held himself inside me
like this for what seemed an eternity, calming me and stroking my back. I
willed myself to forget it, but it was like every sinew of my body was
focused solely on this large intruder penetrating my external anal
sphincter and stretching me wide open. I began to push him out - as if
defecating- as hard as I could, but brutally this seemed to have the
inverse affect.

"OH YEAH! OPEN UP FOR ME!" Alex moaned again forcefully. I had unwittingly
opened my sphincter further and he immediately took advantage of it as I
felt the thickness of his large girth slide several inches deeper inside my
colon. I yelled out in pain and tried to tense my sphincter closed, causing
more pain to shoot through my body.

"Relax, and open it up for me," he ordered me, as gradually his thrusts
began again and the rhythm found new speed too. "Push that pussy out,
baby. Push it out for Daddy." Lying on the bed, I couldn't bring myself to
push, knowing that it would open up more of my intestines to this monster
phallus.

"I can't!" I yelled, trying my hardest to pull myself away. Alex came
gradually to a long, slow and gentle pace, but refused to stop. The
fullness in my rectum was an indescribable feeling, like an excruciating
pleasure. Half pain, half orgasm with every thrust and far and away the
most intense experience of my life to that day. My sphincter, anus and
colon had been stretched open and filled to their absolute capacity and the
man doing it was continuing to thrust in and out of me, albeit gently and
slowly; he was relentless. He reached again to the side board and pulled
out a small bottle of poppers. I instantly felt some relief. My first
experience of poppers had been only a few days before, and yet they were
becoming my favorite indulgence. I reached out and took them as soon as he
brought them towards me.

"If you take these, then I'm going to take what I want...", he smirked
again and I agreed instantly, desperate to get some respite from the large
object transforming my asshole. I opened the cap and inhaled deeply, taking
several hits and laying my head down on the pillow in anticipation of the
fuzzy feeling that would soon wash over me. It didn't disappoint. At once I
felt my body relax and any tension in my muscles melt away. My mind though
was drawn still to the feeling in my sphincter and anus. The pressure
inside me felt so fulfilling and the slow long thrusts drove sensations
that emanated out of my sphincter across my whole being. It was as if my
asshole was now the center of my body instead of my brain. The feelings,
pulses and neurons all focused on the openness of my sphincter and it was
all I cared about.

"Are you ready to give it to me?" Alex asked, bringing me momentarily out
of my daze. He didn't wait or care for my answer, I immediately sensed a
greater thrust than any he had inflicted before. "PUSH OUT!" he demanded
and I did so without even a split-second of hesitation.

In the same moment, Alex thrust his muscled frame forward, pushing his
mammoth meat deeper, and stretching my anus open wider as the thick,
trunk-like base of his cock forced its way inside me. I'd never been opened
so wide in my life and same excruciating pleasure took over my body. It was
like an orgasm that bordered on the threshold of pain, and yet I couldn't
get enough of it. I wanted him to push deeper into me. To open me up so
completely that I was his. Deep into my colon and intestines I felt the
pressure of his thrusts as he hit and pushed through any obstacles he
encountered. The rhythm was intoxicating, and on each out thrust I could
anticipate the deep feeling of fullness that would come when he thrust back
inside. Suddenly I felt him steady himself on the bed, and his two hands
grasped firmly on my shoulders. He gave a strong, violent thrust, and
pulled me towards him simultaneously. The massive slab of meat that was his
huge, black cock throbbed as he buried it as profoundly as was
possible. The image of this enormous meat penetrating more deeply than I
could have though possible pushed me over the edge. My body shuddered as an
orgasm racked through me and I felt myself ejaculate onto the mattress.

Right at the moment, I felt Alex dig his hands into my shoulders and
continue to pull me onto him, as my hole stretched agonizingly around his
giant girth. We both yelled out uncontrolledly, and his body began to jerk
as he was seeded me deep inside my anus. I thought he must be completely
spent, but after a few moments and deep thrusting with his cock buried
inside me to the hilt, I noticed the rhythm was beginning to pick up pace
again.

"Aren't you done?" I asked in disbelief, looking back at him, as sweat ran
fiercely down his face.

"I'll cum 4 or 5 times!" he declared, as the thrusts began to get harder
again.

Over the next 2 hours at least, Alex kept me poppered up as he rammed his
huge cock deep into my anus, refusing to pull out even for a minute -
slowing only to rest momentarily between cum-shots - but never withdrawing
himself from inside my guts. Each load came more slowly and laboriously
than the last as the intervals between breedings became longer and longer,
and I began begging for him to seed me so that I might get a few moments of
relief from the violent pounding that I was enduring. Yet when finally he
shot the fifth load deep into me and lay down exhausted on top of me, I
knew I didn't want him to pull out. In spite of the discomfort, I wanted to
feel him inside me like this forever. We lay conjoined for at least half an
hour more as I savored the feeling of fullness of his large, flaccid girth
inside me. Eventually though, he did pull out and when I stood up to walk
to the bathroom, I found myself hobbling like a crab across the room. My
legs pushed widely apart, but not only that; I also had a new feeling of
space between my thighs, and Alex sniggered as I made my way across the
room, knowing that he had done exactly as he had intended from the
beginning; totally cunted my asshole.

In the bathroom, I felt my hole and was a little shocked - and quietly
satisfied - to feel that my it bore almost no resemblance to the
perfectly-pink, puckered hole which I had previously possessed. Now it felt
open and new to explore. He had given me a pussy just like he'd promised.



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