Suburban housewives often team up to intro each other to the…

Suburban housewives often team up to intro each other to the joys of anal only.

Her husband is training her to be a snowbunny.  He knows it…

Her husband is training her to be a snowbunny.  He knows it means he’ll never have her again, but he needs to see her ass ruined for white cocks.

Always remember your jewelry before an evening on the town.

Always remember your jewelry before an evening on the town.

analcravings: slut-problems: I was my prom night and I was so…

analcravings:

slut-problems:

I was my prom night and I was so excited! I was all ready to go, my hair and nails done, my high heels looking slutty, yet classy. My peach dress was long and clinging to all the right spots. I gave myself a once over in the mirror and just as I was about to apply my lipstick I heard the sound of the garage opening. 

FUCK. It was my stepfather. I tried like hell to get my purse and get out the front door before he came all the way inside. I knew that if he saw me in my dress that I would be sorry. The only thing I could really count on from him is to be fucked with and by fucked with, I mean he would pin me down and fuck me. He’d been fucking me for almost a year now, and while I wanted to tell my mother, every time I had tried I just couldn’t do it. She loved him so much and I couldn’t be the one to break her heart. So I endured him and his cock. 

I was almost out the front door when I heard him turn the corner from the hallway to the living room. He spotted me at the front door. 

“McKenna! Wait!” he called and I hung my head and took my hand off the doorknob and faced him. 

“What?” I asked, as if I didn’t know what he wanted. 

“Nice dress. You going to a school dance or some shit?” he asked. He looked like he was already drunk, even though he’d just been driving. He was classless and disgusting, but I knew that if I wanted to go to my prom then I was going to have to appease him. He crossed the room in very few steps, his long legs propelling him quickly toward me. 

“Yes, it’s Prom night,” I told him.

“Who is taking you while you’re wearing this slutty dress? Huh?” he asked as he pawed at the bust line of my dress. 

“Kenny is taking me! Stop! I just want to look nice for my prom! Don’t mess up my dress! Please,” I begged him and I knew as soon as I said it, I shouldn’t have. 

“I’m not going to mess up your dress, cunt. I’m going to mess you up. Take off your dress. Leave the heels on.” He waited impatiently as I unzipped my peach dress and placed it lovingly on a chair. I knew that he was going to wreck me. He didn’t like Kenny and he was going to make sure that he didn’t get my fresh, untouched body. He was going to fuck me up. I knew it. I didn’t dare cry though, not because I wouldn’t have normally cried, but because I didn’t want to mess up my make-up. Kenny was expecting me at his house soon. I needed to get this over with. I gulped and then I gave myself over to my stepdad. I knew it was the fastest way to get it over with. 

“Go ahead then,” I said, knowing I was helpless to stop him, and also knowing that the more I acted like I was into it, the faster my evil stepdaddy would cum. 

“Get on the couch, you slut!” he commanded. He didn’t bother with my pussy. I got into position on the couch and he shoved his cock directly into my asshole. He’d been fucking my ass a lot more lately and though it hurt, I preferred it to my pussy. I hated him so much! I didn’t feel like he deserved my pussy, anyway. Maybe he would only fuck my asshole and then Kenny could still have a fresh hole to fuck at the end of prom night. I held onto that glimmer of hope and I talked dirty to my stepdad, trying to get him to cum in my ass. 

“You like fucking my ass?” I asked him with a carefully crafted look of naughtiness in my eyes. It was better to let him think I liked it, like he wasn’t taking something from me. His cock got harder and he gripped my hips as he pulled himself closer to me, and pushed his cock deeper and deeper into my asshole. He had my ass completely opened up and when he pulled his cock out I could feel my ass gaping open for him. He bent down and spit a wad of saliva into my asshole. Then another. He was getting it wet with his spit.

When he pushed his cock deeper into my asshole again I couldn’t breathe, but it did feel a lot better with the spit up there. He pushed his thumb onto my clit and suddenly, I was cumming for him, my asshole and pussy working together to bring me a kind of pleasure I had never experienced with anyone. I screamed loudly, bucking against his cock while he pressed my clit like it was a hot, little pleasure button. I could feel myself losing control and I could feel my hair getting fucked up as it rubbed against the couch cushions. I couldn’t help it! I was cumming hard and I couldn’t think. I didn’t care what got messed up. I just wanted all of that pleasure. 

“I want this to be a special night for you, you fucking slut! When you fuck Kenny later I want you to think about how I wrecked your ass first tonight. You may be going to prom with Kenny, but you’re mine. I want you to fuck him and let him cum in one of your holes. Then when you get home I want you to text me so I can come to your room and finish what he started. Kenny can’t make you cum like me, slut. Say it. Tell me who makes you cum best,” he commanded. 

“You! You make me cum best!” I screamed, knowing it was true, but hating that truth. My stepdad seemed to like it, though. He came deep in my asshole and I watched him as he did. He wasn’t a bad looking man, but he was a monster. I hated him. He pulled his cock from my ass. 

“Go clean up, McKenna. I meant what I said about tonight. You let that boy fuck you and bring your body home for me to use tonight. Do you understand?” He grabbed me by the arm and squeezed it tightly as he looked into my eyes. His face was inches from mine and he took that moment to plant a disgusting, sloppy kiss on my mouth. 

“Yes, I understand,” I said and I grabbed my dress and purse and headed to the bathroom. I grabbed my purse and pulled out my phone. Kenny had been texting me. 

“I can’t wait to see you in your dress,” he said. 

“I’ll be there soon. I’m leaving now,” I replied. 

“I can’t wait to fuck you after. Can you spend the night?” he asked. 

“No. My stepdad is making me come home, but we can fuck first,” I said. Things were going smoothly. I don’t know why I was so afraid. I guess I knew that if I didn’t come home with a load of cum in one of my holes for my stepdad that there would be hell to pay. I tried my best to fix myself up so I didn’t look like a used up hooker as I headed off to my prom. 

Im so wet now.

The moral of this bed time story is that anal is better.  Her Daddy’s teaching her important lessons.