The Sex Act

The Long Night

"Oh God please stop!"
   I let out a scream, unable to hold it in any longer, his cock was about to tear me apart. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, I looked at the swirling fan above us. He gave a forceful thrust, that shook my whole body,
    "Shut up you little whore, I paid for it , I do what I want."
   He pulled his cock out of me, and I felt relief, but also a little empty. He forcefully turned me on my back, as I flipped my flaccid cock flung to the side. He gave me a pissed off look,
   "So I'm not enough to turn you on? How about I fuck you even harder."
   He grabbed me by my hips, and pulled me to the edge of the old bed. I tried to prepare for what he was going to do to me. He put his cock right at the threshold of my ass,
    "Are you ready Jason?"
   I nodded my head yes, and he thruster his thick cock into me, I felt it all the way in my ribs. I could feel my asshole stretching, I could feel his heart beat, it was fast, I could tell he was close, just a little longer Jason, you only need to last for a few more uuuuugghhh, my moans cleared my thoughts, I felt his cock forcefully going in and out of my ass, it gave me a burning sensation. His thrust began to speed up, and his moans of pleasure began to grow even louder then my own, he looked up to the ceiling,
   "Imma cum in you, you slut."
  He put his hands on my shoulders, they were sweaty, and pulled me down towards him as he thrusted forward. I felt the familiar warm feeling of cum filling my insides. I always loved that feeling, but I also felt disgusted, with myself, not with the man who did it. I felt his cock get pulled out, and I let out a scream of relief, and the man looked at me,
   "Get up, I don't need cum on my bed."
   I sat up, I could barely feel my lower half. I saw the man roll his eyes, he grabbed me under my arms, and pulled me off the bed. It made a loud creak when my weight got lifted off. I put my bare feet on the carpet floors, trying to get the feeling back. Lord this hasn't happened in a while, haven't had that of sex in a while. He walked away from me, his cock was still semi erect, he grabbed my wad of clothes, and threw them at me,
   "Get dressed, you got to leave."
Rude, at least offer me a shower or something, I caught my flung clothes, and sorted through until I found my teal boxers, I dropped the rest, and I bent down, and slid my feet into the boxers, and pulled them up as I straitened my back. When I stood up, the man was no longer in the room with me,
   "What a prick."
  I rolled my eyes, and put on my tight jeans, and felt my pockets, reassuring that my belongings were still in my pocket. I felt my phone, my keys, and my wallet. I grabbed my shirt, and put both of my arms in, and pulled it over my head. It fit tightly, and defined my fit body, I slipped my flip flops on, still barely feeling my feet. I walked to the door, and looked left and right,
   "Uhh sir, where did you go?"
  I felt a hand hit my ass, I turned around, to see the man who bought my services, in only his white underwear,
   "Here Jason, this is what I owe you."
He handed me a neatly folded stack of cash, I put it in my pocket, and looked at him,
   "It's two hundred dollars, it's all I had on me. Another thing, sorry for the slut and whore thing, I just do that when I am close to finishing."
    I nodded,
  "Don't apologize mister, its true, by the way, what is your name?"
   He smiled at me,
"Just call me Alex, that is all you need to know."
   I nodded, and smiled. He leaned in, and kissed me on the cheek. I pushed him off,
  "Let's get going I need to get home, it is probably really late."
  He laughed, and walked into what I assume is the bathroom, and shut the door, leaving me alone once again. I leaned on the wall, and waited. It took what felt like  eight minutes, before he emerged out of the room fully dressed. He walked over there to me, and put his arm around me, and opened the door. We walked out, and he shut it behind us. We walked down the hallway, until we we reached the stairs. He let me walk down first, and followed me closely. Once we reached the base, he put his arm around me again, and we walked to the front door. He opened it and walked trough right behind me, and locked it behind us. He unlocked his car, and opened my door for me, I stepped into his car, and sat down. He closed my door, and walked around to his own, he opened it, and got in. He started the car, and drove away, he reached over and grabbed my left hand. I held on to it loosely, and looked out the window. I can't wait to get home. I watched all the street lights pass by as we drove to the lot that my car was parked in. We pulled up to my silver Toyota, and stopped the car, and Alex looked at me,
   "Thanks for tonight Jason, I really enjoyed it."
   I smiled,
  "Me too Alex, hope to do business with you again."
   He smiled and let go of my hand. I opened the door and got out, I made sure to shut it carefully, and walked to my car. As soon as I stepped in and started it, Alex drove away. I sat there for a moment, why do I do this to myself, I love it, but it hurts me so much. I shook my head, and began to drive home, thinking of my bed, wanting to sleep in it so bad. I pulled into my small houses garage, and turned my car off. I opened my door, and stepped out. I walked through my house, and arrived at my rooms doorway. I was able to make it to my bed, and collapsed in it. Without any energy to move my body, I drifted off to sleep.