But I wasn't done. My cock was still hard and would be going soft soon. But I didn't intend to wait for that to happen. As Alicia dropped, I slipped out of her. But no sooner did she land on the bed than I was spreading her asscheeks in my hands and forcing my mushroom head into her anus.

She was relaxed in the aftermath of her orgasm, but she tensed up at the sudden pressure against her sphincter. Too late, I'd already punched in to the crown.

Post-orgasm, my cock was terribly sensitive. Every millimeter of forcing my prick through her ass felt like coarse sandpaper against the delicate skin of my penis. I didn't care. I gritted my teeth against the pain and shoved deeper.

"Ugh..." she groaned, breathing shallowly as I continued my descent. Her pussy juice still on my cock was some lubricant, but not much, and progress was slow. She was incredibly tight. Even if this wasn't her first time, she hadn't had anything back here for a long while.

By the time I was fully embedded in her ass, the sensitivity had passed and her tight anal muscles had revived my hardness. So reaching down and gripping her shoulders, I began to fuck her up the ass.

"Ugh..." she groaned again as I began thrusting. I surveyed the naked skin beneath me, from her arms limp to the sides to the smooth curves of her back. I delighted in seeing her snow white ass being split in half by the angry purple of my cock shaft as I drilled in and out. And with that terrible grip on her shoulders, I closed my eyes and concentrated on fucking her.

I was fucking Amber. Really I was fucking Alicia, but in my heart I was fucking Amber. I was having sex with Amber, making love to her, and hurting her as hard as I could all at the same time. I wanted to be with Amber. But I resented her for leaving me and I wanted to punish her. And I was taking it out on Alicia's poor body.

Harder, I thrust down. Slowly, I pulled back only to begin the cycle again. It had to hurt, She wasn't lubed, and I was being anything but gentle. And yet, she moaned with each thrust, an aria of pleasure at being taken, even through the pain. And when I pushed down, she bucked her ass up to meet me.

It felt good. IN... IN... out... DOWN... up... THRUST... retreat.

“Fuck she whimpered.

“Fuck " I answered.

“Fuck me..." she cried.

“Fuck “ I growled.

“FUCK ME. she pleaded.

“Fuck YOU!" I yelled at her angrily.

“Fuck YOU!"

I remembered the lingering sadness at Amber leaving me. I'd tried to drown it out in kinky sex with Brianna, but I never forgot how much I missed Amber. After a couple of years that sadness turned to resentment, and now that resentment was welling up inside me.

“FUCK YOU!" I yelled, feeling the hot splash of a tear on my cheek.

“FUCK YOU!" I cried, thrusting faster.

“FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!" I was sobbing as I was pistoning in and out of her poor, abused asshole. She wasn't even saying anything anymore, simply crying and drooling and lost to my assault.

In the end, I blasted out whatever was left in my balls. My cum splashed into her bowels, each successive thrust pushing more and more into the dark recesses of her ass. I poured out my soul into that orgasm.

When I was done, I collapsed heavily across her back. Somewhere along that fuck, I'd met and then crossed my physical threshold, pushing beyond my limits, and now my body was shutting down.

I felt the extreme exhaustion and dizziness taking over as my head lolled on the bed beside her, my cock still embedded in her rectum. And as my lips came to rest beside her ear, I mumbled, "Amber... I love you. And then all faded to black.

I awoke alone in my bed. In the past few hours, someone had cleaned me up and tucked me into the covers. All was dark outside. For a while, I wondered how I got here.

And then I remembered.