His Obsession with My Ass Began at the Swinger Party

We had been to that swinger party several times, so by then we moved around confidently and knew a couple of familiar faces. That night we really enjoyed ourselves: kisses with different people, grinding dances, games that always ended up heating things up. Diego and I arrived relaxed, with no pressure, ready to let whatever happened happen.

For a good while we were talking with a couple from the scene we saw often but had never really gotten close to. Diego was fascinated by her, a woman a bit older than us, one of those who know exactly what they’re provoking. Her name was Marcela. Her husband was younger, not as broad but very well put together: a refined dark-skinned man, with gentle gestures, who weighed every word.

At some point we all went into the playroom, that room with sofas and a huge bed where people do everything in plain view of the others. We almost never took part there; we went more than anything to watch. But that night was different.

Diego took Marcela almost without warning and started fucking her in front of everyone. He treated her like a toy, with a roughness I hardly knew in him. He made her suck him, made her bounce, made her scream. The slaps rang out hard in the silence of the room, and between each one a deeper moan slipped out of her. Seeing him like that, in control of the situation, drove me wild.

I was in love with my husband and I loved watching him do those things. They invited us to join in a couple of times, but I shook my head. I was comfortable as a spectator, drink in hand, eyes fixed on them.

What I wasn’t expecting was the other man. Marcela’s husband had come up behind me and was holding me while we both watched the scene. He kissed my neck, whispered in my ear, breathed on the back of my neck in that way that raises goosebumps. I played along: I pressed my ass against him and felt his cock getting hard, but I didn’t give him any opening for more.

I didn’t want to turn him down. I liked the dark-skinned man, and although I was already getting worked up, I was one hundred percent determined not to sleep with him. Or so I thought.

Diego kept wrecking Marcela, who by then seemed almost faint from the pounding she was taking. My husband was vicious that night. The dark-skinned man kept patiently insisting with me, knowing the drinks were doing their job. At one point he pulled down his zipper, took out his cock, and rested it between my ass cheeks, keeping time with the music.

I took it in my hand almost by reflex. And that was when I realized what I was dealing with: it wasn’t one of those long cocks, it was one of those short but monstrously thick ones. Curiosity won out over resolve. I turned around, bent down, and took it in my mouth.

It was so wide it felt like two cocks fused into one. I struggled to keep my mouth open, my jaw ached, but I still tried to do the job properly. Thank God it wasn’t long, because sucking something that thick is truly uncomfortable. He took out a condom and asked me to put it on him; the first one broke. With the second I was more careful and got it on him properly.

Right there, standing up, with nothing to hold onto, he turned me around. He lined the tip up exactly at the entrance to my ass with incredible aim. Without lubricant, with a single thrust, the head of that cock went in, leaving me shocked, scared, and trembling all at once.

With the second thrust I was done for. His whole cock inside my ass without any stretching beforehand. He fucked me slowly but brutally for a while, so hard I was crying out with every thrust. And there I was, getting fucked in the ass standing up, while a meter away my husband was still on top of Marcela.

The dark-skinned man came inside the condom and we all dragged ourselves to the table to look for something to drink. Marcela was wrecked, sweaty, disheveled; Diego had used her like a rag and they were both happy. The guy knew he had hurt me, because he knew very well the weapon he carried, but we didn’t give my husband details. He didn’t ask either.

I still had my ass stretched open and sensitive, and between drink and drink the four of us decided to go together to a hotel to finish the night.

***

In the room we poured ourselves some drinks and went straight into the jacuzzi. That’s when the dark-skinned man told Diego that he was in love with my ass, that he hadn’t been satisfied and wanted a repeat. My husband looked at me with a half smile.

—So you’re handing out your ass around town without my permission? —he said, amused.

—I don’t give ass, it hurts me —Marcela cut in, and we all laughed.

Within minutes she and I were tangled together, trading leisurely oral and using some toys we always carried in our bag. We stayed like that for quite a while until things spilled over and it turned into an all-out free-for-all.

Diego and the guy indulged themselves by sticking it to both of us in every position, swapping us whenever they could. Marcela wasn’t much into anal, but she was wickedly sexy and loud, the kind who moans loud enough for the whole block to hear.

I did get it in the ass, and a lot. Diego not so much: the one obsessed was the dark-skinned man. So much so that that night he never put it in my pussy. Not once. When we did double penetration, he always took my ass, and despite how thick it was, the initial pain had already become bearable. Sometimes, though, the discomfort would become unbearable.

Before leaving, the guy whispered in my ear that if I liked it, we should call them to wreck my ass whenever we wanted.

***

Four or five days later, talking in bed, Diego and I agreed that we wanted a repeat. We contacted them, and the dark-skinned man asked if this time we could do a threesome with just him. It didn’t seem like a bad idea to us. Diego loved seeing me suffer with that ass, and I liked pleasing him, so we arranged the meeting without overthinking it.

That day my husband basically fed me to the wolves. He handed me over and did absolutely nothing else except record with his phone. As soon as we got to the hotel, with no kisses, no caresses, nothing, the man undressed me and put me on all fours. He spat on my ass and slowly shoved it in all the way.

That guy knew how to use what he had. He knew his cock was rock-hard and thick, even if it wasn’t long, and he played with that. It was painful. That sustained pressure for so long wears the body out, because no matter how much it stretches there was always burning, irritation, a discomfort that never quite went away. And yet it was one of the filthiest things I’d ever felt.

In that position he pumped me for eighteen minutes at the same pace; we found that out later, watching the video. Then he put me in missionary and drove into me for another fourteen minutes, until he came. In the recording you could see how my ass had been left open when he pulled it out.

We rested for a while. Then we got back into bed, kissing and touching each other as if the night had just begun. He stood up, sat in a chair, and invited me to climb on top of him, with my back to him. Little by little I settled my body over his until all his flesh was inside my anus.

Sometimes I bounced, sometimes he thrust. Since he had finished not long before in the first round, this time it lasted three times as long. Readers, I spent one hour and eleven minutes on top of that man, with his cock in my ass, changing the pace, sweaty, sore, and happy. Diego helped the cause by eating my pussy in the meantime, something that drove me crazy, and that went on the whole time until the dark-skinned man finally came. In my life I had never endured that much anal in a row. There were moments when it wasn’t even my ass that hurt anymore but my whole body.

***

Days later, watching the videos, Diego confessed that he had found it tremendously exciting to see me that day, to see me endure so much. He wanted a repeat, and he knew the guy wasn’t going to refuse, because he was still obsessed with me.

I’ll tell you that we were — I was — with that dark-skinned man four more times. Always the same: pure anal sex in front of my husband, who watched like a happy cuckold with his phone in his hand. That guy became an addiction, and my ass ended up in love with his cock. He never tried my pussy, never went inside it. His obsession started and ended with my ass.

The last two times we did it without a condom, and I could feel with every ejaculation how he filled me with hot cream. And the filthiest thing of all: we made Diego eat that cream from my ass when he was done. What a happy cuckold I ended up with.