She always jokes with me that a man’s place is barefoot and in the kitchen.  Well there I was in just my boxers, trying to finish up the dishes.  Our dinner guests had left, and I’d strippe down so as not to get my good clothes wet.

Suddenly she was at my back, and I realized she had her strapon.  I asked her to wait for me to finish, afterall, I only had a few more dirty dishes.

Instead she agressively pushed my head forward and yanked my boxers down, exposing my ass. I started to complain – she told me to shut the fuck up and take it.

I felt her press her cock against my hole, not giving me a chance to react before she pressed in. I yelped at the sudden feeling of being full.

She picked up her pace, relentllessly pushing into me, shoving me forward. At one point the running water splashed me in the face. I struggled to turn off the water as she continued to pound my ass.

After about fifteen minutes my knees were about to buckle when she pulled out, just as abruptly as she had entered me. 

She told me to finish up my dishes and then join her in the bedroom. She was only getting started.