Page 18 of Invade Me

Even though I had a condom, I quickly realized that things were getting out of control—I was about to explode—and I never had trouble with premature ejaculation before! But now, I had to stop, taking a few deep breaths. And a few more… However, my excitement wasn’t going anywhere; it was growing wild! Ah, that cute, round ass that was taking me in—I was so miserably doomed to fail with my fleeting strength.

Desperately clutching his buttocks with my fingers, I groaned, "Fuck, I'm about to come, I can't help it…" My voice sounded helpless.

This whole endeavor turned out to be a major catastrophe. It would have been over without the rubber. Unreal—the power of my arousal seemed almost out of this world. How could this chubby omega turn me on so damn much? Yes, he was incredibly tight, which had its effect. But still, there was some strange element to it. I usually needed to fuck a guy for at least a few minutes to cum, and now I was about to burst just from one push? Incredible, and a bit suspicious, especially knowing how it worked with… True Mates. They would cum immediately, at their first penetration. But this scenario was improbable. The first rose omega I ever fucked and that would be IT? Nah, stupid thought.

Finally, after a while, and after many deep breaths to calm myself, I managed to bottom out inside him and stayed there, wanting him to get used to my presence.

In the meantime, I stared. Fuck, it looked crazy—my massive dick was embedded in his ass, and it looked really wild. His petals were now stretched impossibly, tightly circling my base like a coiled pink rubber band. It seemed inconceivable that he could be comfortable with my dick so deep in his guts. His belly had to be extra bulging because of it!

Needing to check it, I lowered my hand and, on the way there, discovered that he was still rock hard! As soon as I lightly squeezed his dick, he… came again! Wow. Moist liquid oozed down my fingers, and Damien let out a raspy moan. I had a hard time believing it, feeling his cock pulsing under my grip… How could this be even possible? So fast? One movement of my hand? I was so puzzled that I forgot to check for a 'dick-bulge' on his belly.

One thing was for sure, I probably shouldn't try to solve it rightnow. Ineededto start moving, and I did.

Only…

…to also orgasm immediately! Shivering and gasping loud, I cursed under my breath. My body was shaking, my dick was spurting, I was panting, completely out of control. Dammit! I just couldn’t hold back.

To hide my premature eruption, I continued to thrust, and curiously enough, had no problem with it, staying fully hard, despite usually being oversensitive right after. Damien's dick didn't get soft either. Maybe he took some kind of pill?

Now was the time to work. I withdrew almost all the way and then plunged into him slowly, feeling his slick flowing profusely over his thighs. Damn, he was really turned on. I’ve never had sex before where my partner came twice and was still hard, except during heat periods, of course.

In a daze, I continued to rock inside him, slow, but the stimuli were still cosmic. I realized that unfortunately, I wouldn’t be able to prove myself in this intercourse—my pleasure was rising like a rollercoaster car, madly fast, blinding me, making me shiver. Maybe two minutes after, I weakly groaned out, "Damn, you're too tight, I can't handle it—"

Moments later, I just gave up, exploding inside like a Yellowstone geyser, falling into ecstasy as a dazzling pink light spilled in front of my eyes…

How wonderful (and embarrassing) it was! Impossible to describe—my body was literally vibrating, my fingers were hooking into his buttocks, and I was muttering under my breath, some silly things about how breathtaking the heavenly tightness inside him was… no idea what else—probably his name, maybe a few embarrassing confessions, definitely riding that cringe train at full speed.

My failure was complete: straying from the scenario, having multiple premature ejaculation issues, talking unprofessional shit. But hell yeah, hitting the bottom never felt so good.

Damien fell flat on his stomach, trembling. Wait, did he… also? Again? I sank down on top of him, crushing him with my weight and muttering in his ear, "Sorry, but damn, it's been a long time since anyone turned me on like this. If you give me a moment, we'll continue because I'm still hard for you."

Damien didn’t answer, apparently he was dedicated to the script—such a strikingly opposite attitude to mine.

And then I noticed what else was happening—my knot started to grow! I groaned in shock, but I was in such a position that I couldn’t pull back fast enough. Within seconds, I found myself locked inside him.

Damien groaned loudly.

"Oh shit, oh shit, sorry, sorry!" I breathed out because I knew that knotting up customers was alsonota part of the company policy! It was considered something too intimate, something that could only happen between close people, not during casual sex with a hired man. An absolute madness.

My face turned red with shame, but there was nothing I could do. My knot was firmly lodged inside, fully swollen, connecting us tightly.

"I'm sorry, Damien. This scenario didn’t go as I hoped. I don’t know what’s going on; I don’t think I’m up for the job. I’ll pay you back with my own money because I completely wrecked your script."

I was convinced there would be no answer, but I was very wrong. Unexpectedly, I heard his voice. It wasn’t a whisper this time, but a pleasant, gentle tenor with a low, silky timbre.

"Nothing bad’s happening. You don’t need to apologize. After all, this is uncontrollable, and it’s actually… a compliment." His face remained turned to the side, so I couldn't see his expression.

"Listen," I said, "the problem is that this is my first time having sex with a client. Before this, I only took commissionsrelated to spanking, and toys. But I’m not cut out for this. I should stick to what I’m good at, so I will return the money to you."

A moment of silence passed, and then suddenly, he spoke again.

"To tell you the truth, I think you’re great. You made me believe this wasn’t scripted, that everything you said, you really meant."

I laughed quietly, pressing my lips to his neck.

"And you know," I murmured, "the funny thing is, everything I saidwastrue. Every word. It’s all true—you really are so… sexy to me."

It was super weird, talking to him with my knot deeply submerged in him, without seeing his face, and he couldn’t see mine. I only knew that the scenario had crumbled into dust.

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