Don't let him cum in you.

From Create Your Own Story

"Like hell," you tell him.

"Are you serious, after all that cash?"

You nod and push him off. "Pay up, I didn't say you could do whatever you wanted."

Eliot frowns down and looks at the other 25$ in his pants. Suddenly, he grabs you and lifts you up against the chain link fence. You try to tell him to quit it, but he just shoves his fingers in your mouth while setting you down on top of his dick. The half-dry rod rips up into your ass, pulling tears from your eyes until you feel his hot fluids pumping up your rectum.

The lubrication brings you a sigh of relief, but it's short lived as Eliot keeps ramming you. You want to bite his hand, but even though he came, he's still hard enough to hit some nerves around your ass that shoot pleasure up your spine. Now that he was lubricated, you can actually enjoy the ass-fucking a little. You've jacked off Eliot for a couple years now, and all this time, you had no idea he could get rough. As he tightens your chest by squeezing your tits, you wonder if you can actually get something more out of this.

You're not exactly cheerleader material, you know you have scars from falling off your board that turns some guys off. Eliot was more or less average in looks too. Maybe that's why you were fine with trading handjobs for cash. Fucking him for real might just be an inevitability.

Then again, you did tell him to stop, you didn't consent to getting cum up your ass. With someone like that, getting anally abused could be too dangerous to be fun. Are you willing to take that chance?

• You tell yourself yes.
• You tell yourself no.