#buttstuff

I got fucked in the ass for the first time in probably 10 years the other night 🤭

It was actually incredible, and my knees were shaking after. I've been seeing this guy for a few weeks now, and the sex is amazing 🥹

Like, he calls me a good girl when I'm sucking his dick (and I get head pats during too 🥰), and he's so HOT.

But the other night he came over and I knew we were going to hook up, but we were making out for a little while when hes like "I brought something.." and I'm like "oh yeah? What's that?" And he says "I brought some lube"

And I pause and look at him and am like "i have lube, what do you want to do with that?" Lol

He goes "i thought maybe you'd let me put it in your butt.." and I like 👀👀👀👀👀

And then "i mean, I'm not opposed"

And then this man starts kissing on me being all "I'll be nice baby, dont worry" and HE IS.

But so the time comes where we actually start getting down to business and he starts fingering my asshole and I'm enjoying it cause I usually fucking LOVE getting fingered and plugged when someone's deep in it, and I'm just like in a fucking haze. It feels so good. He's already got magic fingers, and he's not scared of getting into my ass, so I'm just drooling 🤤

The first time he pushes his dick in, it stings a little and I'm like "ohhh no" so he pulls out and does more work on me, and the second time, he gets all the way in and I'm like 🤤🤤 panting fr.

All the while he's petting me and kissing my shoulders and going all "you're such a good girl, taking it so well.." and of course I'm SOAKED during all of this. It was intense and soo good 🥹

That man came in my ass and thats NEVER happened to me before and I was in heaven fr 🥰 but now I can't stop thinking about it and am super bummed he's working a 6 day stretch cause I want him to come do it again..

So yeah, I got some dick in the ass for the first time in a long time and really loved it 😋

Chapter 1

I slowly sipped on my glass of champagne, keeping my eyes peeled on the overlord across the room. He was chatting within a circle of people, flashing a bright smile across his face and taking breaks from speaking to sip from his own glass of champagne. He was inebriated to say the least, though seeming to keep his composure collected within his conversation.

Everyone around him seemed mesmerized, marveling at the story he was telling, though it was difficult to hear what he was saying through the chatter amongst the venue. I wasn't used to, nor did i enjoy, being at parties. Even more so ones as fancy as this, but if I was going to execute my plan then sacrifices had to be made.

I take a moment to take in my surroundings, looking around the crowd. High ranking demons from all over hell were joined here in celebration of an overlord, Zestial's, birthday. Large red and golden walls towered towards a ceiling that was centered with a glass chandelier. The smell of alcohol and the hum of classical music in the background was almost intoxicating, and part of me wished I could stay in this sleek floor-length gown for eternity with the way it hugged my waist so tightly and shifted my ass perfect as I walked. I sway lightly to the music, sipping my drink one more time and debating on whether to steal one of the bottles the waiters are carrying around. I deliberate it for a moment but decide against it. This is not what I came for, and it is not the thrill I decided to chase tonight. I came to keep an eye on him.

Returning my eyes to Vox, my target for the night, I walk closer towards him and his group, pretending to be interested in the table of food nearby. Finally within earshot, I hear him near the end of his story, bragging about how he built his company Voxtech from the ground up, how it was his brilliance that created such a legacy. I chuckle to myself, 'Of course he's dismissing the other Vees to make himself look good.' I had known from my research on him and Voxtech that he was one to show off, but seeing it happen in person was another thing entirely. 'How are they buying all that shit? If I-'

My thoughts were interrupted and I see him shaking hands with everyone in his group, giving polite good-byes, then making his way towards the exit of the party. With a deep breath, I set down my glass on the table in front of me and begin to trail behind him, staying out of sight and a few steps behind. 'Here we go Vi, Focus.' I think to myself, stepping out into the cold night air.

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Vox's limo pulls in front of Vee-Tower, the notorious headquarters of Voxtech. A small chill runs down my spine as I look up at the vast building that seems to almost climb into the sky. This was the tallest building this side of hell, and with its bright neon signing at the top it almost seemed something of fantasy. This really was going to be my biggest hit yet. Thoughts of money, freedom, and power enter my mind as I imagine how just at the top of this tower sat a large vault full of enough money to buy me anything I could ever want. Possibly enough money to bribe heaven into letting me out of this shit-hole.

Shifting my focus back towards the limo, I watch as the demon makes his way into the tower. As soon as the limo leaves, I exit my car, that i parked conveniently out of sight, and swiftly follow behind him. Before entering the building I crack the door, making sure the lobby was clear and checking for camera angles. I see him enter an elevator and as soon as he's out of sight I step inside, immediately making a run to the blind spot in the cameras in the left corner of the room. I watch as the number on the elevator rises and rises, eventually landing on 69. I giggle internally at the thought of the most important floor being that number. I dash towards the elevator, hitting the 'up' button, then returning to my corner as I wait for it to return to ground level.

My heart pounds with anticipation as I wait. My plan was simple: Get in, get the money, get out, avoid being caught. I had heard that the vault was hidden somewhere behind a wall in Vox's office, and that Vox returned to his office every night before heading to his bedroom. The only problem was finding his office in this giant tower. I would've preferred to not have to trail him, but it seemed I had no other choice. Luckily, it turned out to be a perfect night. His drunken stature served as a good distraction for what was coming.

The elevator pinged and I break free from my thoughts and dash inside, swiftly hitting the '69' button. Something tells me his 1/3 co-owner Valentino, known for his predatory behavior and overall fuckery, was the one to make that decision. Jazz music played through the elevator speaker as it moves upward, an annoyance as I attempt to lock in my focus, but luckily is interrupted by the elevator doors sliding open to reveal a long dark hallway.

I hear footsteps towards the right end of the hallway, then an open and close of a door. I saunter down the hallway towards the sound, clinging to the white marble walls, keeping note of which of the black doors that lined the hallway seemed the most likely to be a good hiding place. Peeking my head around the corner I see a flash of Vox's blue suit before the door at the end closes entirely.

After patiently waiting for what seems to be an upwards of 15 minutes, I see the door begin to open once again and I whip my head back behind the marble wall. I hear the footsteps coming back towards the elevator and hastily make my way to the hiding room I had made note of before. I step inside the door, seeing a bland but sleek conference room, and shut it quietly. The footsteps echo through the hallway, passing by the room then returning to the elevator, and with a 'ping' noise I hear him enter the elevator and the doors close. I peek my head out and around, checking my surroundings.

Seeing that the coast is clear, I walk towards the door I saw him enter before. With a soft clutch of the handle I open it slowly, revealing a large dark office with only a soft blue light illuminating the space. On the opposite side of the door sat a large black desk, with only a computer screen and keyboard atop it. Behind this desk was a large wall made entirely of glass, an aquarium underneath it. I saw something large and dark lurking in the background of the tank that sent a pit into my stomach. Unsure of what the creature was and not wanting to know, I carry on walking inside.

The office was sleek, with modern paintings covering the side walls lined neatly in a row, and large silver door to the left of the desk, behind a sitting area with long black couches that looked too uncomfortable to ever sit on. My heart skips a beat as I realize that this must be the vault! Taking large strides towards the silver door, I race with anticipation. 'Yes! Ok, now I just need to pull up the code on my phone' I think to myself, when I suddenly heard the door shut behind me.

"Who do we have here?' I hear in a low voice behind me. I freeze, phone in hand, fear shooting into me like lightning. "It seems like you might be a little lost"

Vox's voice grew closer behind me as I stood frozen, too afraid to dare my legs to move.

"Needing some help with the code?" He says coyly.

I turn around to find him towering over me, less than an arms length away. The strong scent of his cologne hits my lungs as my heart rate accelerates and my breathing turns to panic, no longer frozen in fear. The air turns thick with static energy that seems to radiate off of him. Darting my eyes around the room I eye the door to the entrance of his office, realizing it is the only way out. 'fuck fuck fuck' I think to myself, I had only one option. RUN.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! This is my first time wiring a fanfic and I’m excited ur here to see it! I intend for this story to be a painstakingly slow burn but I promise things will begin to spice up quickly :)

The main character does have a name, however I will keep any descriptions of her to a minimum so you can put yourself into her shoes.