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I was supposed to stay in the country for three weeks, the time it took for the construction work in our Roman apartment to be completed; but you want because the construction companies are never on time, you want the coincidence of the summer period after a month the end of the work was still not seen; my parents came to visit me one Sunday worried that those "forced" holidays were not a burden for me but even worse for my uncles.
They calmed down immediately realizing that my initial reluctance had changed into enthusiasm for the countryside: if they had even imagined that my joviality was derived from daily sexual discoveries, they would have been shocked!
In the evening they returned to Rome with the promise that as soon as the renovation was finished they would pick me up immediately but that I would have to stay with my uncles for at least another month.
I remember perfectly that while we were all saying goodbye to my uncles, Paolo immediately put his hand on my ass and whispered in my ear that I would continue to be his bitch for a long time; I had the distinct sensation that in that way he wanted to somehow "mark his territory" as if to reiterate that I was his and he had all kinds of power over me, but he didn't realize how excited I was to be called a whore or a slut and that it was no longer him who came looking for me to satisfy his urges, but it was I who was "found" by him.
In the following days the rhythm of our "encounters" became more and more intense: sometimes it was a real quickie like a jerk off in a rush to the bathroom before my cousin went to work, but when time was available this turned into long blowjobs that always ended with a copious cumshot in my mouth.
But one thing had changed! Paolo was more and more interested in my ass; while I was getting busy with his sex, he was feeling me with more and more excitement, sometimes he gave me a spanking but he often put one finger, but sometimes two, in my hole.
Mind you, it's not that my anus hadn't already felt my fingers, but his sometimes didn't give me pleasure but only pain. However, I understood that soon he would try to put his finger instead of the fingers and the thing, if on the one hand excited me on the other gave me a real sense of terror! If I felt pain when he stuck two fingers in me, what would I feel when he would replace them with his dick???
Paolo kept telling me that I was getting better every day and that soon he would make me a woman for good! Another unequivocal sign that he wanted to fuck me; I was afraid that that moment was near, but I couldn't rebel against that idea, I was unable to tell him that I didn't want to do it. In fact, as mentioned above, it was no longer just him who was "tapping" me: it was often myself who went into his room rather than into the bathroom, in the desire to feel that swollen chapel explode in my mouth. Between his cumshots and my orgasms we enjoyed no less than twice a day each.
One Sunday morning, taking advantage of the fact that my uncles had gone to the village for mass, I put on my freshly stolen stockings and garters and entered his room.
Paolo was still asleep and I slipped into his bed and went directly with my head under the sheets to look for his still limp nerchia; I started kissing her, licking her and finally putting it in my mouth. It was wonderful to be able to dedicate myself totally to that member without the risk of coughing or gagging; I went in with the tip of my tongue into the skin around the chapel, let him in and out of my mouth to wet it all with saliva, gave him small bites and finally put it back in my mouth. I don't know if my cousin was really sleeping or if he was pretending to do it to fully enjoy the attention I was giving him. One thing was certain though: his cock had stopped sleeping and was growing in my mouth very quickly, which made me even bolder and more slutty. Always with my head under the sheet I took those licenses that I hadn't taken yet, like rubbing it hard on my face rather than taking a breath and trying to put it all in my mouth until I got to the base. Needless to say, I was soaking wet.
In the meantime Paolo had woken up or anyway he had stopped pretending to be asleep and started moaning always calling me a slut and/or a slut which had no other effect than to make me wet and enjoy even more!
"You got up in heat eh bitch???? I'm sure that as soon as my parents came out, you came straight to me! Did you want the real dick, bitch?!?"
"It's true Paolo, since last night I heard that your parents were going to mass I've done nothing but think about it! Do you mind?"
"No, I don't mind. Just keep sucking on it and I'll drive you crazy today!"
And so he turned around so hard and fast that my ass was more within reach of his hands. With one she began to feel him strongly in every part of me, with the other, resting on the back of my neck, she dictated the rhythm of the blowjob; in the meantime I was in ecstasy with my ass explored in every inch and that stick going in and out of my mouth. A part of me would have liked that moment to expand infinitely, while another part of me would have waited for that blackness to erupt all its pleasure in my mouth as in the days before.
But Paolo's ideas were different! Suddenly and with great rapidity the position of before turned into a sixty-nine where I was on top of my cousin with his mouth busy giving pleasure to his cock and he with his tongue began to penetrate me inside my little hole; it was wonderful to hear him go in and out, so beautiful that I began to moan distinctly.
After about a minute or so I felt completely relaxed and wet so that his finger went in without any resistance and even more pleasant without causing me any pain. He went in and out constantly mimicking with his hands what I had only seen in pornographic magazines so far. The fingers became two and here the previous sensation of complete pleasure took the place of a slight pain but nothing so unbearable that I tried to relax again to make it easier; inside I thought and maybe I hoped that Paolo would enjoy it from one moment to the next, but it was clear that his intentions were different.
"Come on now you're ready bitch, I'll make you a woman completely! Get comfortable and relax, I'm going to get in your ass!"
I was as if I were in a trance, and I remember that I had not uttered a word; I obeyed and went doggy-style. The only thing I could say was: "Please, Paolo, be quiet, don't hurt me".
I felt him behind me trying to put as much saliva as possible on his chapel and on my hole, and then I felt the tip beginning to push in; I didn't even feel any pain because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even get an inch in. I was frightened, and indeed so frightened, and yet part of me hoped that sooner or later that nerchia would find its way; but my total inexperience in the matter obviously led me to contract the anus instead of relaxing it, with the result that the hole was practically impenetrable.
He started again to stick a finger inside me and thinking that he had changed his mind, obviously I relaxed again with the result that he was able to get in and out without any difficulty and I felt pleasure from that penetration; it was in that instant that Paul took advantage of the dilated and relaxed muscle and managed to enter with the chapel inside me.
I gave a stabbing scream for the pain I felt and clearly I stiffened myself to such a point that he could not only push but he could not even get out.
"If you don't relax, we're both going to get hurt. He's in there now and I'm not going to hurt you!"
"Paolo, I'm begging you, pull it out! I asked you not to hurt me!!!" I begged him with tears coming from my eyes.
But he didn't come out and started pushing very slowly to try to work his way into my butt. I could feel it coming in, but I couldn't know how much of it was inside of me; my feeling caused by the terrible pain I felt was that it was already all inside, but I was wrong.
Obviously, but I couldn't know that at the time, he also noticed that very slowly his cock was sliding better in my ass and so he started to push a little bit more. Of physical pleasure on my part not even a shadow, I just hoped that that torture lasted as little as possible and maybe for this reason, to make him enjoy it as soon as possible, I started to move forward and backward too; also in this way I made sure that he entered little feeling as little pain as possible. Suddenly, however, I could clearly feel my cousin's balls banging me on my ass! Everything had come in and he was really fucking me.
"Ahhh see what came in?? Now it's all in your balls!!!!! Mmmm you're gonna enjoy it and I'm gonna make you enjoy it too!"
I couldn't speak from the pain I was feeling and in order not to scream I bit the sheet; I only felt a great pain, something that I had never felt before in my life and I could feel from Paolo's movements and from my channel going in and out of my ass almost the whole length of his cock.
He had grabbed me by the hips and was fucking my ass just like you do with a whore, but one thing had happened! Even though the pain was unbearable and not hinting at diminishing, I could feel that his dick was no longer finding a great resistance, he was not struggling to get in and out of my anus.
"Ahhhh feel it relax???? I'm gonna kick your bitch ass!!!!! Tell me you like it so much I know you do !!!!"
"No Paolo, I don't like him, I don't like him at all. I'm just feeling pain!"
"Mmmm I'm enjoying, I'm enjoying so much inside your virgin ass. And you want me to enjoy it, don't you? You want me to get horny?"
It was true! I wanted to make him enjoy it and being the object of his desires excited me; by now he was fucking me hard and inside I already knew that this would not be the only time! By now he had fucked me and would continue to do it at will!
I wasn't excited at all but I felt that from my clitoris, even smaller than usual, some seminal fluid was coming out of my clitoris. What I was feeling was not physical pleasure, in fact I was only feeling physical pain, although not as intense as before, but I was enjoying the excitement of being submissive, of being used as an object. I would have fully understood this in the years to come, but I was appreciating that wonderful feeling for the first time in a completely unconscious way at that very moment.
The pain that the push now decided and continued to give me did not pass, did not give way to excitement but it was as if my brain was telling me that my "role" was that and that it should be played to the end!
"Ahh slut! I'm fucking your ass! First I broke it and now I'm fucking you! You like getting fucked, bitch????"
With a thread of voice strangled by tears I replied yes, but evidently my cousin wanted, demanded that mine was a total and blatant admission!
"I didn't hear cow! So you like being fucked????"
"I like it when you fuck me, fuck me and cum in me, I want all your cum up my ass!"
As soon as I heard these words my cousin started a real ride that was crammed into my battered ass and lasted about ten seconds until...
"Ahhh cum, cum, cum!!!!! Here bitch take all my cum up your ass!!!!!"
And I could clearly hear her washing inside me, so hot!!!!
I was devastated, I had lost blood during penetration, I hadn't experienced the slightest physical pleasure and yet I knew that in a few days I would give myself to him again!!!!!
.
They calmed down immediately realizing that my initial reluctance had changed into enthusiasm for the countryside: if they had even imagined that my joviality was derived from daily sexual discoveries, they would have been shocked!
In the evening they returned to Rome with the promise that as soon as the renovation was finished they would pick me up immediately but that I would have to stay with my uncles for at least another month.
I remember perfectly that while we were all saying goodbye to my uncles, Paolo immediately put his hand on my ass and whispered in my ear that I would continue to be his bitch for a long time; I had the distinct sensation that in that way he wanted to somehow "mark his territory" as if to reiterate that I was his and he had all kinds of power over me, but he didn't realize how excited I was to be called a whore or a slut and that it was no longer him who came looking for me to satisfy his urges, but it was I who was "found" by him.
In the following days the rhythm of our "encounters" became more and more intense: sometimes it was a real quickie like a jerk off in a rush to the bathroom before my cousin went to work, but when time was available this turned into long blowjobs that always ended with a copious cumshot in my mouth.
But one thing had changed! Paolo was more and more interested in my ass; while I was getting busy with his sex, he was feeling me with more and more excitement, sometimes he gave me a spanking but he often put one finger, but sometimes two, in my hole.
Mind you, it's not that my anus hadn't already felt my fingers, but his sometimes didn't give me pleasure but only pain. However, I understood that soon he would try to put his finger instead of the fingers and the thing, if on the one hand excited me on the other gave me a real sense of terror! If I felt pain when he stuck two fingers in me, what would I feel when he would replace them with his dick???
Paolo kept telling me that I was getting better every day and that soon he would make me a woman for good! Another unequivocal sign that he wanted to fuck me; I was afraid that that moment was near, but I couldn't rebel against that idea, I was unable to tell him that I didn't want to do it. In fact, as mentioned above, it was no longer just him who was "tapping" me: it was often myself who went into his room rather than into the bathroom, in the desire to feel that swollen chapel explode in my mouth. Between his cumshots and my orgasms we enjoyed no less than twice a day each.
One Sunday morning, taking advantage of the fact that my uncles had gone to the village for mass, I put on my freshly stolen stockings and garters and entered his room.
Paolo was still asleep and I slipped into his bed and went directly with my head under the sheets to look for his still limp nerchia; I started kissing her, licking her and finally putting it in my mouth. It was wonderful to be able to dedicate myself totally to that member without the risk of coughing or gagging; I went in with the tip of my tongue into the skin around the chapel, let him in and out of my mouth to wet it all with saliva, gave him small bites and finally put it back in my mouth. I don't know if my cousin was really sleeping or if he was pretending to do it to fully enjoy the attention I was giving him. One thing was certain though: his cock had stopped sleeping and was growing in my mouth very quickly, which made me even bolder and more slutty. Always with my head under the sheet I took those licenses that I hadn't taken yet, like rubbing it hard on my face rather than taking a breath and trying to put it all in my mouth until I got to the base. Needless to say, I was soaking wet.
In the meantime Paolo had woken up or anyway he had stopped pretending to be asleep and started moaning always calling me a slut and/or a slut which had no other effect than to make me wet and enjoy even more!
"You got up in heat eh bitch???? I'm sure that as soon as my parents came out, you came straight to me! Did you want the real dick, bitch?!?"
"It's true Paolo, since last night I heard that your parents were going to mass I've done nothing but think about it! Do you mind?"
"No, I don't mind. Just keep sucking on it and I'll drive you crazy today!"
And so he turned around so hard and fast that my ass was more within reach of his hands. With one she began to feel him strongly in every part of me, with the other, resting on the back of my neck, she dictated the rhythm of the blowjob; in the meantime I was in ecstasy with my ass explored in every inch and that stick going in and out of my mouth. A part of me would have liked that moment to expand infinitely, while another part of me would have waited for that blackness to erupt all its pleasure in my mouth as in the days before.
But Paolo's ideas were different! Suddenly and with great rapidity the position of before turned into a sixty-nine where I was on top of my cousin with his mouth busy giving pleasure to his cock and he with his tongue began to penetrate me inside my little hole; it was wonderful to hear him go in and out, so beautiful that I began to moan distinctly.
After about a minute or so I felt completely relaxed and wet so that his finger went in without any resistance and even more pleasant without causing me any pain. He went in and out constantly mimicking with his hands what I had only seen in pornographic magazines so far. The fingers became two and here the previous sensation of complete pleasure took the place of a slight pain but nothing so unbearable that I tried to relax again to make it easier; inside I thought and maybe I hoped that Paolo would enjoy it from one moment to the next, but it was clear that his intentions were different.
"Come on now you're ready bitch, I'll make you a woman completely! Get comfortable and relax, I'm going to get in your ass!"
I was as if I were in a trance, and I remember that I had not uttered a word; I obeyed and went doggy-style. The only thing I could say was: "Please, Paolo, be quiet, don't hurt me".
I felt him behind me trying to put as much saliva as possible on his chapel and on my hole, and then I felt the tip beginning to push in; I didn't even feel any pain because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even get an inch in. I was frightened, and indeed so frightened, and yet part of me hoped that sooner or later that nerchia would find its way; but my total inexperience in the matter obviously led me to contract the anus instead of relaxing it, with the result that the hole was practically impenetrable.
He started again to stick a finger inside me and thinking that he had changed his mind, obviously I relaxed again with the result that he was able to get in and out without any difficulty and I felt pleasure from that penetration; it was in that instant that Paul took advantage of the dilated and relaxed muscle and managed to enter with the chapel inside me.
I gave a stabbing scream for the pain I felt and clearly I stiffened myself to such a point that he could not only push but he could not even get out.
"If you don't relax, we're both going to get hurt. He's in there now and I'm not going to hurt you!"
"Paolo, I'm begging you, pull it out! I asked you not to hurt me!!!" I begged him with tears coming from my eyes.
But he didn't come out and started pushing very slowly to try to work his way into my butt. I could feel it coming in, but I couldn't know how much of it was inside of me; my feeling caused by the terrible pain I felt was that it was already all inside, but I was wrong.
Obviously, but I couldn't know that at the time, he also noticed that very slowly his cock was sliding better in my ass and so he started to push a little bit more. Of physical pleasure on my part not even a shadow, I just hoped that that torture lasted as little as possible and maybe for this reason, to make him enjoy it as soon as possible, I started to move forward and backward too; also in this way I made sure that he entered little feeling as little pain as possible. Suddenly, however, I could clearly feel my cousin's balls banging me on my ass! Everything had come in and he was really fucking me.
"Ahhh see what came in?? Now it's all in your balls!!!!! Mmmm you're gonna enjoy it and I'm gonna make you enjoy it too!"
I couldn't speak from the pain I was feeling and in order not to scream I bit the sheet; I only felt a great pain, something that I had never felt before in my life and I could feel from Paolo's movements and from my channel going in and out of my ass almost the whole length of his cock.
He had grabbed me by the hips and was fucking my ass just like you do with a whore, but one thing had happened! Even though the pain was unbearable and not hinting at diminishing, I could feel that his dick was no longer finding a great resistance, he was not struggling to get in and out of my anus.
"Ahhhh feel it relax???? I'm gonna kick your bitch ass!!!!! Tell me you like it so much I know you do !!!!"
"No Paolo, I don't like him, I don't like him at all. I'm just feeling pain!"
"Mmmm I'm enjoying, I'm enjoying so much inside your virgin ass. And you want me to enjoy it, don't you? You want me to get horny?"
It was true! I wanted to make him enjoy it and being the object of his desires excited me; by now he was fucking me hard and inside I already knew that this would not be the only time! By now he had fucked me and would continue to do it at will!
I wasn't excited at all but I felt that from my clitoris, even smaller than usual, some seminal fluid was coming out of my clitoris. What I was feeling was not physical pleasure, in fact I was only feeling physical pain, although not as intense as before, but I was enjoying the excitement of being submissive, of being used as an object. I would have fully understood this in the years to come, but I was appreciating that wonderful feeling for the first time in a completely unconscious way at that very moment.
The pain that the push now decided and continued to give me did not pass, did not give way to excitement but it was as if my brain was telling me that my "role" was that and that it should be played to the end!
"Ahh slut! I'm fucking your ass! First I broke it and now I'm fucking you! You like getting fucked, bitch????"
With a thread of voice strangled by tears I replied yes, but evidently my cousin wanted, demanded that mine was a total and blatant admission!
"I didn't hear cow! So you like being fucked????"
"I like it when you fuck me, fuck me and cum in me, I want all your cum up my ass!"
As soon as I heard these words my cousin started a real ride that was crammed into my battered ass and lasted about ten seconds until...
"Ahhh cum, cum, cum!!!!! Here bitch take all my cum up your ass!!!!!"
And I could clearly hear her washing inside me, so hot!!!!
I was devastated, I had lost blood during penetration, I hadn't experienced the slightest physical pleasure and yet I knew that in a few days I would give myself to him again!!!!!
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