I’m Anonymous here. No one knows. That day, I tiptoed into our apartment, bouquet hidden, keys silent. Promotion buzzed in my veins. Early homecoming surprise. His coat hung next to a stranger’s three-quarter. Perfume hit me—woman’s scent, not mine. Stomach twisted. Barefoot now, heart pounding.
Soft moans from the bedroom. Door cracked. Froze. Blonde bombshell on all fours. Massive tits swinging wild. Fat ass up, begging. Franck behind her, naked, cock throbbing huge. Never seen him like that. Our sex? Missionary lights off, whispers sweet. This? Pure animal fuck.
The Awakening
He spreads her cheeks. Slaps hard. She squeals. Fingers dive into her dripping cunt. ‘Slut, you’re burning. Show me that asshole.’ Licks his fingers clean. ‘Tastes like filthy bitch.’ My pulse races. Hate boils. But heat builds between my legs. Thighs clench.
His fingers circle her tight ring. She pushes back. ‘Want more, whore?’ ‘Yes!’ ‘Beg for your ass.’ ‘Fuck my ass!’ He spits. One finger in. She moans deep. Two now, stretching. She grinds. ‘Suck my cock first, lube it for your hole.’ She spins, gags on him. Sloppy. He groans.
I can’t move. Disgust? Yes. Rage? Fuck yes. But pussy throbs. Wetness soaks my panties. First time ever. Watching him claim her shithole. Raw. Vicious. My nipples harden. Breath shallow. Forbidden rush hits like lightning. This is what he craves. Not me. But god, it ignites me.
The Act and the Secret
They collapse. Cum everywhere. I bolt. Shoes snatched. Elevator mirror: smeared makeup, flushed face. Pussy slick, tailleur hides the shame. Streets blur. Scene loops. Blonde’s ass bouncing. Franck’s dirty snarls. ‘Defonce mon cul!’ Heat surges again. Erasing pain.
Red blur. Scream. Impact. Flying. Pavement kiss. Sky spins. Black. Wake to green eyes. Brunette hovers. ‘You okay?’ Heart screams no. ‘Soul shattered.’ Sirens wail. Scrapes sting arms, legs. Justine’s car—mini red. She blames herself. Lies to cops. Covers me.
Pharmacy run. Bar next. Beers flow. I spill. Tame version first. She cuts deep: ‘You’re a prude bourgeois. He needs hard, nasty fuck. Big tits, ass play. Normal for guys.’ Stunned. Silent. Truth burns. But pussy twitches again. Her bluntness? Hot.
We laugh shaky. Her hand brushes mine. Street air thick. No home. Her place? Temptation whispers. That scene unlocked something. Craving the dirt. The cheat. My secret: not just hurt. Aroused. Alive. Transgression’s thrill. No one knows. Here, I confess. Wet again thinking it.