Online (extended version)

Taking Control Away

David placed a hand on the side of her face. He raised her head towards his. "Shhh.. .sweetie, it's okay. You are doing wonderfully well. Besides this is only your first time, the more you do it, the easier it'll get. ."

'The more I do it ?? What is he saying? He wants me to do it again after tonight?' she thought.

For a short moment, it had seemed he was understanding. But he didn't stop there, "You don't have to suck it anymore if you don't think you can, but I'm so hard right now. You've got to do something with it, sweetie. You can't leave me like this, you f*cking cock tease! If you can't finish me off with your mouth then you better be prepared to give up some ass."

He wanted Brittney to finish getting him off, one way or another. After all, it's what he came for, so in his mind, she owed him that.

Feeling guilty, and definitely not wanting to be analy violated, Brittney grabbed hold of his penis and began slowly stroking the entire shaft up and down.

With tears formed in the corners of her eyes, David lifted her back up off her knees while ensuring she kept her hand wrapped around his manhood.

He looked into her eyes before leaning in and whispering in her ear, "Don't you dare stop."

He then began to nibble on her earlobe and gently blown his warm breath on the area right behind her ear.

"Yes, yes, just like that," he whispered before licking the back of her earlobe then moving his lips down to her neck, where he began to kiss and suck.

'Oh, how nice and tingly that feels,' she thought, just as she realized her own penis ached, desperately wanting to be stoked as well. 'What a sensation to be kissed this way. I can't believe I'm thinking this, but it feels so good.'

Just when she began to think she could no longer handle the lack of pleasure that her own manhood was receiving, David pushed her back over to the couch.

She stumbled back onto the couch, all the while continuing to pleasure him with her hand.

David placed his knees up on the couch, once again straddling her and began rocking, thrusting himself back and forth, f*cking her hand while gazing into her eyes, a creepy, disgusting grin now on his face.

Brittney positioned her hand between her spread legs and as David continued to thrust, the head of his manhood violently pounded against her panties over and over again, striking uncomfortably close to her anus with each thrust, occasionally hitting the tip of her own tucked back rod.

Her body ached and her penis desperately desired to be pleasured. The pressure of her own neglected half boner began to cause her discomfort as the skin was stretched tight, more blood trying to engorge it, but blocked by the way it was unnaturally tucked back between her legs. She was now ready for him to be done and just go.

She couldn't believe what she had already done. She had had another male, in her mouth tonight. She never dreamed that would ever happen, nor had she ever desired it. The fowl disgusting taste of a musky unwashed penis coating her tongue, gnawing at her taste buds, reminding her of the disgusting act she had just performed.

With more tears trickling down her face, Brittney knew what was about to happen. She could feel David's pulsing, thrusting manhood began to quiver as he threw his head back and bit his own lip.

She no longer wanted this at all. She knew, for sure, she was a straight, occasionally cross-dressing male who only ever wanted to experience sexual pleasure with an accepting female. Sure she frequently fantasized about getting pegged by a girl with a strap-on, but still, that was sex with a girl, not a guy.

David clenched his thighs tight, as he pushed the head of his rod into her panties with more force than he had before. She winced as his rod pressed painfully hard against one of her balls, before slipping backward, landing squarely against her anus.

She felt her anus attempt to part, allowing David's rod entry, but he was quickly stopped by the material of her panties and the hose. David continued to press against her as he released his seed, tons of seed, thoroughly soaking her panties, his ejaculate being absorbed into the skin of her scrotum and wetting the area around her anus.

He threw his head back and roared triumphantly.

A disgusting kiss from his stubbled mouth followed with tongue, once again. Brittney forced a feeble smile and tried to pretend she had enjoyed it and even kissed back a little for good measure.

David then lifted himself up, and reached down, wiping two fingers across the wetness of Brittney's soaked panties. With an evil grin, he quickly shoved those fingers into Brittney's mouth, before she had a chance to react.

Her reaction to close her mouth was too late so that by the time she did, his fingers were already in her mouth. Just as quickly as he had thrust them in, he pulled them out, causing her closed lips to clean everything off his fingers.

Brittney now had a large wad of his cum in her mouth. She wanted nothing more than to spit it out, but David anticipated this and placed his hand firmly over her mouth to prevent it.

"Un uh, swallow it," he commanded and having no other choice she did.

David then proceeded to stand up, wiping the head of his cum covered penis across her cheek, leaving a sticky trail.

He then turned around, grabbing his pants and underwear from the floor.

As he dressed he began to speak, "Sweetie, that was so much fun. You dirty little whore, I'll see you online."

He winked at her.

Brittney faked a smile and nodded, telling herself she would not be talking to him again, or ever going back online as a girl.

She stood up, pulled her skirt back down, and escorted him to the door, feeling his wetness uncomfortably soaking everything from her balls to her ass crack and tainting her manhood with each step.

As she opened the door for him, he stopped. "Just one more thing."

Brittney jumped and let out a surprised gasp as he leaned in and reached around, grabbing her butt.

"Nice," he said before turning to leave.

She quickly shut the door behind him as he walked away. Turning around, Brittney, saw herself in the mirror. She felt nothing but disgust and dropped her gaze. She couldn't bear to look at herself.

Bawling her eyes out she quickly turned away from the mirror, headed for the bathroom.

Brittney brushed her teeth for ten minutes and gargled mouthwash several times, trying to get that awful taste out her mouth, but nothing seemed to work.

"What did I just do," She cried out between sobs.

Slowly Brittney looked up at her reflection in the mirror. She stared at her tear-streaked, mascara-stained face. At least she now knew this wasn't for her. She could not ever be with a man again, she told herself.

Brittney reached for a washcloth and some soap. She began to wash the makeup off her face, allowing herself to be wiped away for the evening.

It was her that had done this tonight, Bradley told himself. It had to be, he would never have done any of this himself. He was straight and this slut had defiled him.

After showering and scrubbing, in an attempt to wash away the disgust he felt, Bradley went to bed desperately trying to convince himself that it was Brittany and not him that had unwillingly done the things that now haunted him.