With an extreme effort, she swallowed it back down, wincing at the burning sensation in her throat. "Thank you," she said in a barely audible hoarse voice.
"Your welcome," he smiled, "now get on the bed and spread your legs. I want to see your cunt."
When she didn't move fast enough, Jasper grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. With one push, she landed on the bed. He stared down at her with stern eyes, switching from her face to her pussy.
Rose knew what Jasper wanted. She uncrossed her legs and slowly spread them for him, willingly exposing her inner sanctum to him. Jasper licked his lips as his eyes feasted on her; an evil grin widened across his face. She felt like an appetizer at a buffet.
"My turn," he said.
Jasper dropped on her like a rock, his head landing between her legs. The sudden impact made her scream out in shock, but it turned into an even bigger surprise when his tongue found her sensitive spot. His rough abusive manner reversed to a gentle caring one. His tongue was like a mini-vibrator against her clit, and her hips rose in the air by themselves.
The trauma of Jasper abusing her mouth quickly faded as his talented tongue pleasured her. Her astonishment turned electric when his fingers joined in. Never had she felt like this; it was incredible, beyond belief. He threw her a curveball, and she was staggered. She didn't want to be impressed with his reverence, but it was impossible to deny. He had the tongue of a serpent gone wild.
Jasper felt the tension drain from Rose's body as her conflicting emotions surged. Giving head was his specialty; no woman could hold back once he commenced. The confusion was jolting Rose's brain in the tug-of-war of whether Jasper was good or evil. He knew how the contest would end; she would come on his tongue with an earth-shattering orgasm.
"Oh, fuck! What are you doing to me!" screamed Rose. Her stimulation was at maximum. Every small shiver threatened to be a big one. Somehow Jasper kept her right on the edge. A cold sweat broke out on her body; his rough whiskers scraped the inside of her legs and female folds. Her cunt was screaming for release. Yes, she admits it; she has a cunt!
Rose was close; Jasper could always tell when a woman was close to coming. Rose pulled her legs back, offering herself wantonly to him. He pulled his wet fingers out of her cunt and felt for her ass. He buried one of them inside her then bit down hard on her clit.
The one-two punch pushed her over the top. Rose had never come this hard, ever. She screamed out to the room, not caring if anyone heard her. The intensity scared her to death; every nerve fiber in her body hemorrhaged in a combination of convulsions and tremors. Just when she thought it was over, another wave took its place. Nirvana, that's where she was. She felt free and weightless, overcome with pleasure.
Jasper kept his finger in her ass as he scooted up the bed to kiss Rose. This kiss would let him know if she was surrendering her body to him.
As soon as Jasper's lips reached her, she threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. Her husband ceased to exist at that moment. She was dizzy from exhaustion; she never envisioned an orgasm could be so overpowering. Ever!
Jasper fingered Rose's ass as she kissed him. When he offered her his tongue, she greedily sucked her extract like it was her favorite drink. Slowly she came down from her high. He had gotten to her soul; now, he would capitalize on her disorientation.
He pulled back until they were eye to eye. "Do you like my finger in your ass?"
She wasn't sure. It didn't hurt. "It feels strange."
"Anal sex is part of fucking. If you resist, it hurts; if you surrender, you will find pleasure."
Rose looked at Jasper in awe. How did he know so much about "fucking"? He abused her dignity, and still, he took her to a place she didn't even know existed. Her husband gave her vanilla sex; that's why she gravitated to Oscar.
Jasper surpassed her naïve expectations of infidelity. She should be feeling deep regret or guilt, instead, she wanted to continue this sweat-heavy encounter with this stranger. The obsessive desire to experience more validated her decision to cheat on her husband.
"You were amazing! I mean, what you did to me was amazing!" She knew she was gushing; the closeness of Jasper's body against hers was feeding their new connection. Now that she had been "naughty," her lust was in overdrive.
Jasper, aka Oscar, knew Rose's husband didn't satisfy her emotional needs. Sexual disenchantment was her norm. He would fill that void for her, and in turn, she would beg him to continue to fuck her. He would build on their physical bond until he became her emotional crutch.
"That was just for starters!" He laughed, "I promised you I would fuck you like no one else ever has." He pulled his finger out of her ass. "Are you ready for more fun!"
"God, yes!" she exclaimed, not sure Jasper could top what he already gave her. "What do you want me to do?"
Jasper knew her G-spot was only a couple of inches inside her; he would focus on the angle of penetration. The first inch or two of her cunt was her most sensitive area. He knew at least ten different positions that would satisfy him and her.
"I'm going to fuck you from behind, doggy style. But first, I want you to kiss me like I am the best lover in the world."
Rose felt something for Jasper. He wasn't handsome like Oscar; he was like her, plain, but not ugly. She held his face in her hands, looking into his brown eyes. "Thank you; you're an incredible lover!"
Her tongue found him, and she tasted herself again, greedily sucking. She pushed him back and rolled on top of him to take control. She kissed and licked his face clean.
His hands found her ass, and she jumped when he pushed a finger in again. The shock wasn't so nasty this time, and she relaxed. If his finger felt this good, she hoped his cock would too. Every time she looked at his smiling face and eyes, she felt a surge of romanticism.
Jasper didn't think Rose was pretending to enjoy this moment, but some women were good at projecting false emotions to get to "Oscar."
He liked the light blue color of Rose's eyes and how they shone so brightly. Even when he fingered her ass, she didn't complain; her mouth opened wide, then she relaxed.
Jasper liked to fuck a woman from behind, so he didn't have to see their eyes. Rose was different; maybe he would fuck her in the "clam position" so he could look into her eyes. He needed to be careful; this wasn't hearts and flowers; this was about catfishing a wannabe size-queen.
Rose felt his hard cock against her tummy; she wanted to sit on him so bad her cunt was aching. God, it was official. She accepted the new name Jasper gave to her pussy. Now it's called a cunt. Sluts have cunts; she kept repeating in her mind. I must be a slut.
Jasper enjoyed her fervent kisses as she squirmed on top of him. It had been a long time since a woman got under his skeptical skin. He pushed his finger deeper in her ass, and she kissed him harder. God damn! Rose wasn't pretending. She gave in to him quickly.
The betrayal of her marriage vows gave him a sense of power. His insidious cunning had corrupted her morals. Now he would fuck her over and over in all her holes and enjoy every devious minute.
"Are you ready to get fucked?" he asked.
Rose was more than ready. Her lewdness felt incredible; she finally understood what Sylvia meant. If it felt this good with Jasper, she couldn't imagine what it would feel like with Oscar. "Do it! Fuck my cunt!"
Jasper laughed at her use of the derogatory word. "Your cunt is going to take a beating today. I've changed my mind; I want to look into your eyes when my cock goes in the first time. Lie down on your back and pull your legs back."
Rose gave him one last kiss and rolled to the side. Jasper reached for a pillow, and she spread her legs wide, using her hands to pull back under her knees. The last time she had been this exposed was with her doctor.
"Lift," he said, then pushed the pillow under her ass. Her simple beauty made her face radiate in anticipation. He knelt on the bed between her legs and lined up his cock with her opening. He wanted the first thrust to be full as he drove his five-and-a-half-inch cock in her.
Even though he wasn't "packing" a huge cock, this angle would make him feel twice as big. He placed a hand on each of her legs for support. Rose was biting her lower lip as her eyes locked on his. Damn, she looked so sexy, waiting for him to release his depravity on her. One quick look confirmed the angle was right; he would take her now. His body weight drove him down hard. He felt himself bottom out and she screamed.
"Wait, wait! You're too big!" Rose begged.
He looked into her pleading eyes, ignoring her little whimpers. She was shallow, probably the shortest cunt he had fucked. "Take a deep breath," he said, "I'm going to penetrate your cervix."
"No! Oh god, stop! You'll kill me!"
Jasper enjoyed her anxiety. He knew it was impossible to "penetrate" her cervix, but he could stimulate it with the tip of his cock. He had given women cervical orgasms before and knew they could be very intense.
Jasper held her down as he fucked her; this was nothing like the usual sex she had with her husband. She felt pain every time his cock hit bottom, she didn't know if he was entering her cervix, but it felt like he was. She had a hard time feeling comfortable or pleased. Jasper's eyes were glazed as he stared at her; she wanted to look away but couldn't. Despite the pain, when he leaned down to kiss her, she welcomed his open mouth. Jasper slowed down his thrusts but kept going deep.
Even though his oral skills excited her, Jasper knew it would take a few minutes of constant contact with her cervix before she felt pleasure. The kiss was to relax her, to make her forget about the pain and feel the intensity. Her arms wrapped around him, and she constantly moaned, occasionally swearing out loud, when he hit bottom. Her cunt was tight, really tight, probably because her husband was so small; it felt like he was fucking a virgin. Letting go was the key; he needed her to trust him completely.
Rose could feel herself relaxing; her body opened to Jasper in a way that she never provided to her husband. Suddenly she felt a new sensation. A slow buildup of pressure was spreading through her body. She sucked on Jasper's tongue, pretending it was his cock. She felt a tingling in her body. No, all over her body, from her head to her toes. Her mind switched from worrying to pleasure.
Rose fell into a vulnerable state of mind as she yielded to him. Jasper slowed down but continued to hit the spot deep inside her. His kisses were tender and passionate. He was kissing her sensitive neck when the damn broke.
"Oh, god, I love it!" Rose exclaimed as a wave of pleasure surged through her body. It radiated up and down, then back again. Suddenly she felt an intense love for Jasper. Stronger than the feelings she had for her husband. Her heart was pounding as another wave hit. She was floating; each time Jasper's cock connected, it felt beautiful. She never wanted him to stop. There was a difference between sex and fucking. She loved fucking! It was earth-shattering.
He did it! Rose was having intense multiple orgasms. Tears were streaming down her face as she looked at him in awe and worship. Her mouth would open and close with each climax. His cock continued to 'kiss' her cervix, but much more gently now. He knew this could last for several minutes or several hours; it depended on the woman. Rose trembled under him with a look of love in her eyes.
"Oscar can never do this for you!" He needed to start breaking Rose of her hypothetical 'need' of a big cock.
"It won't stop!" Rose exclaimed as another full-body orgasm hit. "Fuck! What did you do to me?"
"I can do this to you anytime I want to. Make you feel as beautiful as you look. Do you want that?"
"Again! I'm coming again! Yes! I want this from you! Oh, god! I'm peeing the bed!"
Jasper pulled out and slid down between her open legs. The fluids she expelled soaked the sheets under her. He licked her cunt, and she went wild, wrapping her legs around his head. His tongue intensified her ongoing full-body orgasms.
Jasper never knew how long the multiple orgasms would continue in a woman once he got them started. Some women only had them for a few minutes while others lasted much longer. He had a feeling Rose's were going to last and last.
She rode Jasper's tongue, clutching his head in her shaking hands. The deep pulsing pleasure rode through her body in waves, rising and falling. She was numb from the overwhelming spiritual bliss encompassing her. She didn't need a big cock; she needed this. Another wave built, crashing into her being. She felt the energy flowing, connecting with Jasper, more potent than the first time she felt in love. Beautiful, soft, and hard at the same time. She never wanted to leave this moment.
Jasper needed to see her eyes again. To see the pleasure radiating through Rose's body. He lifted her ass, kneeling on the bed with her legs over his shoulders. Her sexy cunt kept calling his name. Her inner and outer "Rose" petals were ruby red from the fucking and his mouth. Her erect clit begged him to suck on it. Her eyes closed as her body shook with another wave of rapture.
"Look at me," he said, "talk to me."
Rose couldn't believe what was happening to her. This ordinary man rocked her world; complete with exploding fireworks. Even Sylvia never talked about having an orgasm like this.
Jasper's tongue touched her clit, and she screamed out. "Fuck! They won't stop! I'm peeing again!" She wanted to say she loved him, but it wouldn't be right. Still, she loved his expertise. "I love it, Jasper; you're making me feel incredible. Fuck, here comes another one!"
He reached for her nipples with both hands, pinching them between his thumbs and forefingers. The pain would enhance her gratification. He rarely did this for a woman; it was always about making them pay for wanting a man with a "big" cock.
Rose's nectar flowed, and he drank from her fountain. She tasted good on his tongue, true ambrosia. Her eyes focused on his; the look was of pure contentment.
Fuck, he never fell for any of the women he catfished; this was a first. He recognized a reciprocal look in Rose's eyes; he used her desire to get to her soul.
"Don't stop; please don't stop!" Rose exclaimed as he sucked on her meaty lips. "Everything you're doing feels fantastic! I love you, Jasper! You're amazing!"
She couldn't help herself; that's how she felt; she loved him and his cock, and especially his talented tongue. Her husband never made her feel this way.
"I'm so glad I met you! Hmm, your tongue is amazing! Yes! Just like that! Oh, baby, I love you!"
Jasper's self-esteem blossomed. Rose said she loved me, twice. Her charm was winning him over. He knew it was the euphoria propelling her words. Still, his spirits soared. He took pride in showing a woman a big cock wasn't the key to satisfaction. His ego took a big surge when she blew him a kiss.
"They're not stopping, Jasper," Rose exclaimed, placing her hands on his. "How long will this keep going? My body is collapsing into the bed. You're melting me!"
Jasper pulled his tongue out of her cunt. "Your orgasms can last a few minutes or several hours."
"Hours? Oh god! I will never survive! How do I stop them?"
"You can't." He kissed her cunt one last time and lowered her weak legs. "Roll over; I want to fuck your ass."
Rose didn't even hesitate if that's what Jasper wanted; she would willingly give it to him. Her body was still in the throes of ecstasy as he pulled her hips up, sliding a pillow under her tummy. He massaged her back and bum, and she felt like she was at one of those expensive spas. Waves of contentment continued to flow through her weak body. She felt her legs being spread open and tried to assist him, but her muscles wouldn't cooperate.
"I love your body," Jasper announced, "so tight and firm." He leaned down and kissed her upper shoulders, leaving kisses all the way down to her ass. He kissed each cheek, squeezing them together, then pulling them apart. Her tiny ass opening diverted his attention. "I'm glad I get to be the first to fuck your ass."
Flames of hedonism licked at his soul. He gathered her juices with his fingers and spread them on her virgin hole. His carnal pleasures never included gentleness, yet that is what he gave to Rose.
She tightened subconsciously as Jasper's finger slowly floated into her ass. "Hmm, I like that. Fuck me, fuck my ass with your big cock."
"I will, but first, I need to spread you wider, so it doesn't hurt you." He added another finger along with some of his spit. She was compliant under him, offering no resistance.
Her continuing orgasms were fascinating to watch. He had never seen a woman have such a strong reaction to a cervix orgasm. He mounted her amenable body, using his hand to guide his hard cock. The blue pills were working, but he thought Rose was also contributing to his hardness. "Stay relaxed, and it won't hurt," he cautioned her.
She didn't think she could be any more relaxed. "Okay," she murmured.
His cock slid in; her ass was tight, tighter than her cunt. It was the most beautiful harmonious feeling in the world. "Are you ready, kitten? I'm going to fuck your little virgin ass."
"Hmm," was all Rose could muster. It didn't hurt; Jasper was going slow, too slow; she wanted to feel more. "Faster, go faster."
He kissed her neck and reached under her to find her nipples. "You sexy slut," he whispered into her ear. "My cock loves your ass."
"I'm in Heaven, right? This has to be Heaven! It feels so wonderful." Rose sighed as he started to fuck her ass harder. "Yes, go faster!"
The irony was not lost of Jasper as she begged him for more. Usually, women begged him to stop. The sensual coupling brought out his animalistic nature. He pinched her nipples hard, as hard as he could. His mouth sucked on her neck, and he knew she would be sporting a large hickey as a remembrance of their coupling.
Her body danced under him; he couldn't believe the orgasm waves were still moving her. He needed to come; all his senses were on overload. Maybe next time, if her ass was clean he would get her to suck him after. Suddenly, Jasper cared about Rose's feelings.
Jasper grunted as he fucked her ass. She liked the feeling of being submissive, of being his slut. "More! Come in my ass; I want to feel you shoot deep inside me!"
"I'm never letting Oscar get near you. He doesn't deserve someone as beautiful as you," he whispered into her ear.
"Oscar who?" moaned Rose. "I don't need him!"
"You right," he breathed. "I'm going to fuck you over and over until we both can't move."
"I'm falling in love with you," she whispered into the sheets, not knowing if Jasper heard or not. It was a fact. Her accommodating body loved Jasper's violent thrusts as he plunged in and out. The jackhammer motion brought another orgasm wave to the surface as she basked in the fleshy sin of desire.
Jasper's body went rigid; he bit Rose's neck and pinched her nipples as he shot his cum deep in her ass. Jasper marked his territory. He pulled her sweaty hair away and sucked on her ear lobe. He didn't want to pull his cock out. "You're my lover now until I let you go."
Rose should have been afraid of his claim, but she wasn't. She wanted Jasper as much as he wanted her. "Hmm, I think I'm going to enjoy being your slut. I love fucking," she laughed.
"Ha, ha! I have so much more to teach you."
"I'll be the best student ever!"
"I believe you!" Reluctantly he pulled out and looked at his cock. "Time for a shower," he said as he playfully slapped her ass.
Rose rolled over and looked at Jasper. Suddenly she saw him in a different light; he seemed very handsome to her, sexy even. She thought his cock would be dirty, but it wasn't. Sylvia bragged about sucking cocks clean after they had been in her ass.
"You need to learn to use an enema bag in your ass before we fuck," Jasper suggested.
Rose breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, then maybe I can suck you after? Would you like that?" She wanted to let him know she was willing to go that far.
"You read my mind. Damn, we are going to have so much fun exploring each other. Do you like to sixty-nine?"
It was frustrating being so inexperienced. Listening to Sylvia's exploits made her realize that. "I know what it means, but I've never tried it." She hesitated as his brow furrowed. "But I want to, especially with you!"
Jasper held out his hands to help her up. "In that case, as soon as we are clean, that's next on our list."
Rose threw her arms around Jasper and kissed him hard. Jasper brought so much pleasure into her life. She saw the same look in his eyes; maybe he was missing out as well.
He enjoyed her passionate embrace. Rose wasn't teasing him, but if she was, she deserved an Oscar for her performance. He chuckled inside at his unintended pun; no, she earned him, not Oscar.
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Rose reverted to her shy persona in the shower. Jasper was talking a mile a minute about all the "things" he would do to her and with her. She kept nodding and smiling at him as she reflected on what happened in the bedroom. Her emotions were returning to normal, along with feelings of guilt. She had cheated on her husband with a stranger. Sure, it had been fantastic, surreal, in fact, but the reality was setting in. Did she say she loved Jasper? She did!
"So, what do you think? Chinese or pizza?" he asked with a silly grin on his face.
"Um, your choice; I'm good with either." Right now, food was the last thing on her mind.
Suddenly, Rose felt confused in the small shower. Her nipples were killing her, and the back of her neck was sore. Did Jasper bite her? The wave of orgasms finally receded, leaving her with stomach cramps. Her tender pussy and ass never felt so sore, especially her virgin ass. No matter how much she hurt, her body had never felt so good.
Tears started to flow, and Rose stepped under the showerhead to hide them from Jasper. The tears were not from guilt, just the opposite. She cried from the knowledge that her husband was no longer the most important man in her life.
Rose jumped when Jasper's hands circled her body, clutching her sore breasts. His fingers stimulated her inflamed nipples. She tried to ignore the arousal, but her body had a different plan. Fuck, fuck! She loved how Jasper made her feel.
Jasper kept whispering into her ear how sexy and beautiful she was. Her husband said the same thing, but the words from this stranger seemed to have more merit. Maybe she wasn't as plain as she thought she was. If Jasper thought she was beautiful, maybe she had been living in self-denial all these years.
His soft sexy words were playing head-games in her mind. Jasper said he wanted to fuck all her "holes" again, especially her sexy ass. She felt his hard cock push against her bum. How could he still be hard? Her husband only lasted a few minutes before he shriveled back to his tiny size. Jasper's big cock felt so good inside her "holes."
Suddenly, panic hit her. They forgot about Oscar! Jasper never called or texted him. Is he on the way over right now? She had to stop him.
Rose used her hands against the shower wall to push back and twist around. "Jasper! We need to talk! Please!"
He knew the look in Rose's eyes; Jasper had seen it many times before. She was about to reject him. This slut was just like all the others, only concerned for her pleasure. He took a step back and waited for the bad news.
It felt right to be naked in the shower with Jasper. He was giving her those puppy-dog eyes. "We forgot to contact Oscar. Is he still coming over? We need to tell him not to." After having Jasper's big cock fuck her, she knew a ten-inch cock would destroy her "holes" completely.
Rose caught him by surprise, and Jasper forgot about his ruse. It was panic he saw in her eyes, not rejection. "Fuck, you're right. I guess we got carried away," he laughed. "As soon as we finish, I will call him."
She didn't resist his kiss, she welcomed it. Somehow, she was under Jasper's spell. His tongue snaked into her mouth, and she teased it with hers. His cock kept poking her tummy, so she reached down to adjust him. As soon as she touched him, he moaned out, and it made her smile.
Jasper's cock was so much bigger than her husband's and harder. She couldn't stop her hand from stroking him, enjoying how slippery he was from the water. This stranger's cock gave her so much pleasure. Now that he had shown her the difference between sex and fucking, she wanted more. Much more fucking.
Relief flooded through Jasper; Rose wasn't rejecting him; she even thought he had a big cock. Everything about Rose turned him on. Now that she was no longer interested in fucking "Oscar," he would change tactics. He couldn't wait to show her more of his sex tricks and introduce her to his toys. He pushed her against the shower wall, fingering her cunt. Rose spread her legs and rode his fingers.
"Can I suck you again? Rose asked with love in her eyes. His cock called out to her. Dropping to her knees was easy; she wanted to see his big cock up close again. She licked the tip, then opened her mouth, sucking the swollen head. Oh god, she was turning into a slut. How could she go back to her husband now that Jasper showed her what she had been missing?
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