Chapter 1: Introduction
John walks into the house and there stood his with in a short sundress with an angry look on her face. "You forgot to take out the trash before you let this morning." He walks past her not wanting to start a fight.
"I've had a long day, can we talk about this later?" He says, hanging up his coat and heading for the kitchen.
But she is not going to let it go. "You never do anything around here to help me out." She knows that it not true but she wants him mad enough to take it out on her ass.
"You drive me fucking crazy, John!" She shouts, her voice bouncing off the polished marble floors. "Why can't you do something for once? I'm going out of my mind here!"
He looks at her in disbelief. "Calm down, Amelia. I had a long day at work too. Can't we just forget about it?"
But she can't. She needs him to release some tension. But shame for her desire make her push a little bit further. "You know what? Fine! I'll take care of it then." She storms off to the kitchen, her hips swaying seductively. "Good for you sweetheart, taking the trash out for once." She says sarcastically.
John listens to her stomping around the house in her heels, his blood already starting to boil. He hears her spraying dishes in the sink, the sound of the water is music to his ears. He walks into the dinning room and notice that dinner was not ready. He just sighed. "What do you think you deserve something for not doing anything to help me." She knew this pushed his buttons because it was not true but she could see the anger in his eyes. She would only need to push him a little more and he would then take it out on her ass.
That was her ultimate goal, after all. She turns to face him, her body tense with anticipation. "You think I'm such a disappointment, don't you?" she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You always have to come home and clean up my mess, because I'm just so goddamn useless."
He stares at her for a moment, a mixture of anger and disbelief on his face. But then something shifts in his eyes. She can see it happening - he's starting to get mad. Good.
That's exactly what she wanted. She watched as he crossed the room, his movements tense and deliberate. When he reached her, he grabbed her chin roughly, making her look him in the eyes.
"You think you're so smart, Amelia," he growled, his breath hot on her face. "But you have no idea what you're getting yourself into."
She could feel his grip tightening on her chin, and she knew that he was serious. She felt a thrill run through her body, a mixture of fear and excitement. He looked into her eyes and she could see the anger in his eyes and wondered if she pushed him to far. "Go to the bedroom and bring back to lube." he ordered her. "You being a pain in my ass, so now I'm going to bring pain to your ass." She retrieved the lube and found him sitting on the couch. She stood in front of him and gave him the lube with a trembling hands. He grabbed it from her and placed it gently on the table. "Take off your dress." He ordered her and she could hear the anger in his voice.
She slowly pulled the dress off her shoulder, revealing her bare breasts. She looked into his eyes and could see the fire burning in them. "Higher," he growled.
Amelia obeyed, raising the dress over her head and tossing it aside. She stood before him in just her lacy thong, feeling more vulnerable than she had in years.
John’s green eyes glinted with a mixture of anger and desire, and Amelia knew that she had pushed him far enough.
Get on your knees and undo my pants.
Now!" John ordered her firmly, his rage still apparent in his voice. "Yes, John." She replied quietly as she did as she was told, taking deep breaths to calm her racing heartbeat.
She loosen his belt and unbutton his pants. she reached inside his pants and pulled out his simi hard dick.
She took it in her hand and slowly started to stroke it, her fingers gliding up and down his shaft. He groaned with pleasure as she worked him into a full erection. His eyes rolled back in his head as she stretched her mouth wide and took him deep in a single stroke. She gagged slightly, but she didn't stop, her throat working to take him deeper. He was grunting and moaning with pleasure, his hands fisting in her hair.
She cupped his balls with one hand and continued to work him with her mouth, her eyes watering as she took him deeper and deeper.
"That's right, Amelia," he gasped, his voice little more than a growl. "Take it all."
She could feel his balls tightening in her hand, a sure sign that he was about to come. He placed his hand on her head and made her stop. With his dick still in her mouth she looked up at him. He grabbed the lube from the table and handed it to her. "Get me ready so I can be a pain in your asshole." John demanded, his voice still full of anger and lust.
Amelia felt a shiver run down her spine at his words. She embraced the role of the submissive, knowing it would bring both joy and pain. She took the lube and Applied it to his penis. Taking her time to coat the entire length of his shaft.
She then placed a lubed finger against her butt.
He watched her as she slowly pushed it in, bit by bit, moaning as she felt the intrusion. John's dick was bobbing in anticipation, as if knowing that it was its turn.
"Are you ready for this?" he asked, seeing fearful and lust on her face. John looked at her with a fierce desire climb up her and ride my dick with your ass. She obeyed and sit on his lap. She reached behind her and placed her hand around his dick. She let her butt slowly lowering it while guiding his dick toward her shitter.
She felt a burning sensation in her ass as his tip pushing past her ring of muscles. She gasped and closed her eyes, summoning her courage. She wrapped her legs around his waist for leverage as he began to slowly thrust in and out. The feeling of fullness was intense, and she bit down on her lower lip to contain her moans of pleasure.
"Fuck, Amelia," he grunted, squeezing her thighs as he drilled deeper. She felt a wave of sensation pulsing through her entire body.
His thick and hard dick filled every inch of her asshole, the burning sensation subsiding into a deep and satisfying pleasure.
He started to move her up and down his cock; she was too overwhelmed to do anything but follow his lead. "Ah, that's it, baby. Take it all. You like feeling my cock in your ass, don't you?"
"Yes, yes, I do," she cried, feeling more confident now that the burning sensation had passed. She started to move in rhythm with his thrusts, feeling them get faster, harder and more intense.
She began to moan and choke on her own cries of pleasure as her body climaxed, waves of orgasm washing over her like a tsunami. John could tell that she was close and he began to lose control, his own orgasm approaching quickly.
"Yeah, take it, baby," he growled as he tightened his grasp on her hips, pulling her harder onto his dick. "Give it up, let go."
She rode his cock with abandon, her body shaking and panting as she came again and again.
John groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he emptied himself deep inside her. He slumped back onto the couch, spent and dazed.
"Holy fuck, Amelia," he panted, trying to catch his breath. "That was incredible."
She leaned forward to kiss him, her lips seeking his, but he pulled away, staring at her in disbelief. She'd never seen him like this before, so raw and vulnerable.
"I...I don't know what came over me," he stammered.
"I've never been like that before."
I smiled, feeling the remnants of our intense love making still lingering between us. "It's okay, John. We both needed that. I didn't know what it was about today that threw me over the edge, but I'm not complaining."
The next time you want to disrespect me like that, I will fuck your butt but much rough and way more painful. She thought to her self, I will have to be more mean the next time I have an anal itch.