Dirty Hairy
There are two things that mark the end of the “pre” part of pre-menstrual syndrome and the imminent beginning of the “menstrual” part.
The first is that I get a killer headache – which I was blessed with last night. Two excedrin and an early bedtime took care of that.
The second is a sudden, undeniable urge to fuck. To fuck now, fuck hard, and fuck dirty. That occured earlier this morning when I trotted past Master, naked and wet from a shower, bent over to show Him my shiny- albiet hairy- junk, and then begged Him to fuck me up the ass.
Being the red-blooded American male that He is, He obliged. What a trooper, eh?
It hurt, I ain’t gonna lie. It always does. His cock is big and while my ass may also be big, my asshole is not. Least I don’t think it is, though admittedly I’ve not measured. ;-)
I was hot for it though, pressing back against Him and grunting through the familiar burning pain. He took me slow at first, gently tapping His way in, only having to tell me once to move back as my instinctive reaction is to scootch forward in tiny millimeters. Once fully in, gentle no longer factored in and the phrase “bouncing me off His dick” comes to mind.
Funny thing about ass fucking when it’s good and right and feels amazing is that I lose my extensive vocabulary and can only manage such eloquent phrases like “fuuucccccck!” and “shit!” and “fuckfuckfuckfuck!” Occasionally I toss in an “Oh God!” when I can manage to close my mouth and stop drooling all over the floor.
But I don’t have any pictures to share of the actual ass fucking or of the gaping asshole left behind. Unfortunately, things got messy. Very messy. Even I, classless and vulgar though I can be, have limits.
Judging from the way Master catapulted into the shower when He was done, so does He. ;-)
~cunt













