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I was at a house party with a bunch of people, and this one huge guy grabbed me out of nowhere. I assumed he wanted to fuck me, and I was always up for it so I went along with him. He wasn't anyone I knew, but I had a bit of a reputation so I assumed someone told him I was down for some nasty shit. He pulled me into a bathroom, I was already getting wet at the thought of fucking a nameless stranger in someone else's bathroom.

Without speaking a word to me he dropped his pants, unveiling his partially erect and massively hung dong. I guessed about ten inches, probably more when fully hard. Needless to say, I continued getting wetter. After he took his pants off he went to go sit down on the toilet, but sat his ass on the front edge of the seat and leaned way back, opening his legs and showing me his ass hole. He surely must have heard a great deal about me. Even a very bold, ego inflated guy wouldn't have the confidence to assume he would get a rimjob from a random stranger, unless he had some very reliable information. Information that I'm absolutely sure was readily available at said house party.

His asshole was surrounded by an unkempt bush, not what I would have expected from him. Usually a good looking, cut guy like him I would expect to be at least trimmed or shaven, if not totally waxed. But no, his pubes were long, tangled, and by the looks and smell of it, more than a little sweaty. He lifted up his big balls and hung cock to give me better access.

I gave him a smirk and dropped to my knees. We still didn't say a word to each other. I tucked my pointed nose under his sweaty, hairy balls and the first thing I did was take a big whiff. His damp pubes penetrated my nostrils as I sniffed him. He smelled of dirty, unwashed asshole, sweat, and general body odor. My already soaked pussy tingled and dripped as I inhaled his musk. I pressed my face further up against him and opened my mouth, feeling his pubic hair against my lips and tongue. I looked up at him to try to make eye contact, but he was leaned way back and looking straight up, possibly with his eyes closed, I couldn't tell. As if I wasn't degrading myself enough, he wouldn't even look at me while I serviced him.

I gently started poking the outer rim of his ass hole with my tongue, feeling it twinge and flex, opening and closing as I ran my tongue around his moist asshole. With his ballsack draped across the bridge of my nose, I watched his cock grow and stiffen as I licked him. I pressed my tongue further, tasting his sweat and his filth, feeling his pubes brush against my teeth. I placed a hand on each of his inner thighs and pressed my face still further into his ass. I slid a thumb over to press against his butthole and stretch it out as I began to push my tongue inside him. I kept looking up for a reaction, but he still didn't speak to me or even look down at me. I tried to stay quiet to match his silence, but as I pressed my tongue deeper into his hole, I couldn't help but let out a moan at his delicious filth.

At this, he put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me further in. I kept tonguing his asshole, occasionally stopping to press my thumb against it and feel it drip with my saliva, or to run circles around it with my tongue. I was tonguing him so aggressively I felt like a thirsty dog lapping up water. I just couldn't get enough.

He began stroking his thick cock in front of my face, but I quickly brushed his hand aside and jerked him off myself. I stroked his big meaty cock, my drooling pussy tingling as I felt his enormous girth between my fingers. I couldn't even wrap my whole hand around it, it was so thick. I stroked him slowly, unsure of how quickly this would make him cum, but I didn't let up on his asshole.

Suddenly he grabbed me by my ponytail and dragged me away from his succulent hole. He stood up from the toilet, his cock pointed straight toward me, and stood me up to kiss me deeply. He thrust his tongue in my mouth and we made out quite aggressively. I suspect he liked the taste of his own asshole on my lips, I can hardly blame him, I certainly feel that way about my own asshole.

Little did I know, I was about to get an equal and opposite treatment. After he was finished sucking his ass juices off my lips, he thrust me down toward the toilet, knees first. I took the message and knelt on the toilet seat. He grabbed the waistline of my jeans with both hands and tugged down forcefully, bringing my jeans and panties down to my thighs with one swift motion. He had exposed my salivating pussy and my puckered ass hole, and he knew which one he was interested in. He took his big sweaty thumb and pressed it between my cheeks, using one hand to spread my ass and get a good look. My asshole flexed involuntarily and I almost thought I heard him grunt, but he stifled it well and remained nearly silent.

He then took his position behind me, kneeling with his face in my rear. He took a page from my book and sniffed deeply before doing anything else. I pushed outward with my ass hole, wanting him to get a nice good whiff of my backdoor. I turned back to look at him, and though I could now see his face, albeit slightly eclipsed by my plump bottom, he still refused to make eye contact. He plunged his face into my ass, licking my smooth butt hole, rimming the outside with his tongue, pushing it deep inside me, everything I had just done to him. I could still smell and taste him on my lips and tongue as he reciprocated nearly every move. He used his fat thumbs to play with my hole, pushed his tongue in and out, circled it, lapped it up like a dog. Everything. And not once did he touch my sopping wet pussy.

He might have known I was an anal girl, but few people know how much pussy denial turns me on. My jealous pussy dripped onto the toilet and floor, begging to be played with, but the more he ignored it the more turned on I was. The more I felt my ass hole open up and prepare itself for the main event. It wasn't much longer before he couldn't keep up the ass play and needed something more.

He stood up slowly, cock in hand and I watched him admire my rear end for a moment. He then spit on his hand, rubbed it onto his dick head and pressed it against my moist asshole. He pushed against my tingling butthole, teasing it, pressing the head into it but never fully penetrating. He went back and forth for what felt like an eternity before slowly but forcefully pushing his entire footlong cock up my ass.

I groaned loudly, I didn't care anymore about matching his silence, he felt so fucking good in my asshole and I wanted everyone in the house to know. He didn't seem to mind. He pushed himself deep into my bowels. I squealed with pleasure as he slid his monstrous dick in and out of my ass hole. He grabbed my hips with both hands and gripped me tight as he forced himself into me over and over. He stretched and filled my hole like nothing and no one ever had before. He started pounding my butthole faster and faster and I started to scream. It started to hurt, but that only made it better. My sopping wet cunt dripped onto the floor as he ravaged my ass.

A knock came at the bathroom door, but he didn't respond. Didn't even react. He just kept pummeling my back door. A louder knock came, then a voice.

"Hey come on you guys, y'all been in there a fuckin minute! I really gotta go and there's white girls pukin' in the other bathroom!" he shouted through the door.

Still no reaction. He fucked me hard and deep in silence until one loud grunt signaled his load emptying into me. I felt his creamy load pour deep into my bowels for what felt like minutes. Then he finished and abruptly pulled out, pulled his pants up and silently walked out of the bathroom. He left me there to collapse on the floor as the man waiting walked into the bathroom.