Loading...It was dark. It was raining. I was tired.
I was also nervous. I considered calling the whole thing off, but it was too late now.
She was waiting.
I peered through the rain spattered windshield, between the squeaking wipers in a vain attempt to make out the names written on the overhead street signs.
“I really should get some glasses,” I muttered to myself as my eyes squinted to see through the driving rain.
This was the first time I would be meeting a girl off the internet. And although we had been exchanging emails regularly and even talked on the phone a few times, I was more than a little surprised when she called me earlier that evening, asking me to pick her up. Of course, a sex invite is a difficult thing to pass up, even if I was tired.
My car rolled along cautiously as I scanned the sidewalks for any sign of her. I glanced at my watch. I was late. Maybe she had become tired of waiting and left? I think deep down inside that’s what I was hoping for. I looked at my cell phone.
No messages.
I was about to turn down a side street and head home when I saw her.
She exactly as she had described. Purple coat. Black Boots. Standing on the corner of Georgia and 4th.
As I pulled the car over to the side, I began to feel a bit creepy. I’m sure any bystanders would be thinking I was picking up a hooker. As I rolled down the window, she took a few tentative steps towards me, huddling under a large, black umbrella.
“Damon?” she called out through the sounds of the falling rain.
“Hi,” I answered back with a smile. It was imperative to smile. I don’t want to scare her off now.
With no further hesitation, she hurried towards the car, her high heeled black boots clacking against the wet pavement. She seemed awkward and uncomfortable, as if she was not used to wearing such footwear.
“Sorry I’m late,” I apologized as she opened the passenger door. “I had a hard time finding the right street.
“Oh that’s okay,” she answered as she folded her umbrella and climbed into the seat.
With a close of the door we were soon on our way back to my apartment.
“So,” she began, looking over at me with a smile. “We finally meet.”
I nodded. I was checking her out, without trying to be obvious. She was tall for an Asian girl, standing somewhere around 5’10. With her boots on she most likely cleared 6 feet easily. She wasn’t as attractive as her pictures had made her seem but that was to be expected. She probably felt the same way about me.
Her tall black boots, slick with moisture from the rain came up to her knees, giving way to a pair of black stockings that ended at mid thigh. I was immediately turned on.
Although her long, purple coat hung down well below her waist, I could tell she was wearing a very small skirt. From the glimpses I could catch it appeared to be purple as well, although a different shade. Her black hair was tied back neatly, allowing me a clear view of her round, cute face of which her pouty, pink lips were the most recognizable feature.
Her name was Michelle.
“So am I what you expected?” she asked, with a smile.
My eyes scanned her from head to toe, before I answered.
“My expectations have been exceeded,” I fibbed.
Michelle let out a soft giggle.
It only took about 30 seconds for the topic of conversation to turn to sex.
“So how long has it been since you last got laid?” she asked, swiping a long strand of dark hair from her eyes.
I furrowed my brow in contemplation as I thought about the question.
“About two weeks, I guess. Why?”
“Just wondering,” Michelle spoke softly as she turned her head to look out the window.
A few seconds of silence followed before I spoke again.
“How long has it been for you?” I asked.
“Honestly?”
“Yeah.”
“About thirty minutes.”
I turned my head in surprise.
“Are you serious?”
Michelle nodded, an embarrassed smile spreading across her face. I immediately felt a rush of blood to my dick.
“You little slut,” I said with a laugh. “And one guy wasn’t enough for you?”
“Nope,” she countered back with a satisfied grin. “After he fucked me, all I could think about was calling you.”
“You know…” I began. “You could have called me before you fucked him.”
“Does it bother you?” Michelle asked, a bit of shame starting to show on her face.
“Not at all actually,” I answered back, assuaging any fears she may have had of me thinking negatively of her.
Twenty minutes of awkward small talk later, we arrived at my apartment. I parked the car and we headed inside, rushing to avoid the falling rain. As I opened my apartment door, Michelle strode in without any sign of discomfort.
“Wow, this is small,” she exclaimed, bending down to unzip her large black boots.
“Yeah,” I concurred, tossing my keys on the table.
Michelle strode across the room and made herself at home by sitting on the small black couch as she pulled off her coat.
“Can I get you anything to drink?” I offered, my eyes drawn to her stocking clad legs.
“Water’s fine.”
I handed her a bottle of water before fixing myself something stronger. I felt like a little bit of vodka would be useful in overcoming my inhibitions. In fact, I was a little unsure about how to proceed. Should I make small talk first? Or was she expecting to just get right to it?
After a moment of contemplation I decided on a tactic that might ease the night along.
“How about I put on a porn?”
Michelle smiled and nodded enthusiastically. I knew from our various emails and chats that she was a big fan of dirty movies.
“Any requests?” I asked, sitting down at my computer.
“Just something you think I’ll like.”
“Wow,” I said, tossing my hands up in jest. “That’s helpful.”
Michelle giggled as she took a sip of water
“Ok,” I reiterated. “Do you want something really dirty…or something a little more…vanilla.”
“Dirty!” she beamed. “As long as it has anal in it.”
I smiled. Although Michelle had never tried anal sex before, she had shown great interest in the subject during our many conversations.
“No problem,” I responded, browsing through the various porn titles on my computer. “I think every movie I have on here has anal in it.”
After choosing an appropriate title I started the movie on my computer which fed into the big screen TV in the corner of the room. As the images came into view I climbed onto my bed while Michelle remained seated on the couch.
“Aren’t you going to sit beside me?” she asked, patting the place beside her.
“Actually, I’d rather you came over here,” I answered back, sipping at my drink. “The bed is much more comfortable.”
Immediately, she stood up and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.
“Wow,” she exclaimed, sinking down onto the soft mattress. “This is really, really soft!”
I nodded in agreement as Michelle climbed onto the bed, lying on her stomach facing the TV with her head resting in her hands like a small child watching Saturday morning cartoons. As we continued to watch, I found my eyes torn between the pornographic images on the TV screen and Michelle. With the way she was lying, her skirt was riding high up her legs giving me a view of her cute little ass being cupped by a pair of little yellow cotton panties. The panties were riding quite high as well, clinging to the area between her perfectly round cheeks, and then giving way to symmetrical areas of smooth looking skin that formed a crease, separating her legs and ass. I could also see the tops of her black stockings, which were beginning to cause a tingle in my pants as my dick slowly began to come to life.
Was she teasing me? She seemed to be completely transfixed on the movie, totally unaware of the view was having on me. It was time. I gulped down the rest of my drink and set the glass on the bedside table. I then crawled down the bed head-first, moving closer and closer to my ultimate destination. My had touched the soft fabric of her stockings as I lowered my head and pressed my lips against the back of her thigh.
“Hehe,” Michelle giggled, glancing back over her shoulder. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist for long.”
“Oh yeah?” I returned, flicking my tongue out to lick at her inner thigh. “Is that what you were trying to do? Tease me?”
“Ummm, more like…entice you.”
“Well, consider me ‘enticed.'”
With that I continued exploring Michelle’s backside as she spread her legs a little farther apart. My lips kissed their way up the back of her legs as I pushed her skirt up a little farther. I could hear her let out subtle moans as my tongue teased her by flickering along the crease between her butt cheek and leg. My hand caressed her smooth, round ass, running gently over her bare skin and panty covered cleft. I gave her taut cheek a squeeze as I kissed my way along. My busy hand then moved to her other cheek giving it a short, slow squeeze before tucking my fingers under the elastic band of her underwear and pulling them aside. The tight fabric stretched easily, slowly uncovering her tiny asshole to my prying eyes. My lips followed, trailing a route directly between her firm cheeks before parting and allowing my tongue to lash out at her exposed hole.
“Mmmmm,” she purred, feeling my hot, wet tongue gliding over her virgin hole. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for that.”
I responded to her admiration by pulling her panties farther and nestling my face in between her cheeks, planting a long, loving kiss on her tight little star. Again she moaned and again I was encouraged as I stabbed my tongue out, poking and prodding the tiny smooth opening with growing lust.
“I want to sit on your face,” she blurted out unexpectedly.
“Uhhhh,” I stammered, removing my face from her ass. “Sure.”
Without so much as a word, I obediently laid back on the bed, as Michelle rolled over and began to remove her underwear. My heart was beating with anticipation as she crawled over to me, smiling. As she came closer, she pulled her skirt up around her hips unveiling a pussy completely free of hair, with the exception of a small leaf-shaped patch above her crotch. With a single, smooth movement, Michelle swung a leg over my head and lowered her pussy down onto my mouth. She wiggled her hips a little as her soft pussy lips came into contact with my mouth. Immediately, my tongue shot out, parting her soft folds and burying itself in her wet hole.
I moaned in enjoyment as I tasted her, my lips sucking her pussy as my tongue wiggled its way inside her. She reached down and grabbed lustfully at my hair, her hips rocking slowly as she began to grind herself into my face. My hands grasped her ass cheeks firmly as I tried my best to shove my tongue as far as possible inside her.
Suddenly, she lifted herself off my face as I stared up at her with curiosity. Without a word, Michelle reversed her position so that she was now facing my feet. She moved her body down a bit before reaching back, pulling her ass cheeks apart and lowering her exposed asshole down onto my waiting mouth.
I moaned in approval at Michelle’s lewd act as my lips once again came in contact with her perfectly smooth butthole. My tongue again shot out, this time dancing around the puckered opening, teasing her with quick, wet licks.
“Mmmm,” she moaned, leaning forward and causing me to lift my head in order to keep my warm tongue in contact with her asshole.
Then I felt her hands on my pants. My breathing quickened, as Michelle popped open the buttons on my jeans and slid the zipper down. Her hand slipped into my pants, cupping my straining cock outside my underwear, giving it intermittent squeezes as if testing it for size and firmness. My tongue continued lashing at her butt while she started pushing both my jeans and underwear down over my hips. I lifted my ass in assistance and Michelle finally freed my throbbing dick which sprang forth to come slapping against my stomach. Her delicate fingers found their way to my shaft, wrapping around it and lifting it to point upwards.
“Mmmmm, Damon!” she exclaimed. “You have a very nice dick!”
“Thanks, “I responded in between licks of her pussy and asshole.
After giving it a few slow strokes, Michelle leaned forward and sucked the head into her mouth. I could feel her tongue ring circling the tip as she sucked softly, coating it with wet, warm saliva. Gradually, she worked her lips all the way down my shaft, taking more of my cock into her hungry mouth.
“Suck my clit,” she ordered firmly, settling down into a stable 69 position.
I responded obediently, sucking her tiny, fleshy button into my mouth as Michelle slipped my dick into hers. I locked my lips around her clit, suckling it as she moaned around my cock. Her hand soon found its way to my balls, which were soon being gently squeezed and caressed as her lips slid up and down my shaft. Her ass cheeks were being pried apart by my eager hands as I continued working on her clit with adamant diligence. I could feel her tongue-ring running along my dick when she reached back and guided one of my hands to her asshole. Michelle moaned again as my fingertip touched her sensitive ring, wet from my tongue, and slipped easily inside. Her tight little butt clenched around my knuckle and she gave my balls a particularly forceful squeeze. I started pushing my finger in and out as I sucked her clit causing her to respond by taking my cock deep into her throat.
“Uuuugggghhhhhh,” she groaned in an unintelligible, high-pitched squeal as she pushed herself back onto my face.
My hand became trapped between her ass and my face, and I was forced to withdraw my finger from its tight little prison. Michelle’s body began to shake and she pushed back even farther, completely cutting off my air supply. I struggled to take a breath, but her pussy was covering my mouth completely. Squealed once more, before the strange sound soon gave way to a relaxed contented sigh and she moved her ass down my face, allowing me to breathe once again.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned with satisfaction as she began gliding her asshole across my lips. “That was nice.”
My tongue once again shot out, stabbing her tiny orifice with perverse enthusiasm, as she slowly stoked her hand along my aching cock. She even pushed her ass back against my face in an effort to receive more of my hot, wet tongue into her insatiable asshole.
“I want you to fuck me so bad,” she spoke softly but firmly in between licks of my cock.
“MmmmmHmmmm,” I responded in agreement, moaning into her ass. “I want to fuck you so bad.”
“How do you want me?” Michelle asked, pulling her backside away from my busy tongue.
“Get on your hands and knees,” I stated simply, more as an order than a suggestion.
Obediently, she assumed the position. Her back arched into a sexy, slutty pose with her miniskirt bunched around her waist. Her slit was glistening with arousal as I removed the rest of my clothes, tossing them with undo care onto the bedroom floor. I then grabbed a condom from the bedside table.
As I moved closer I couldn’t help but lean down and running my tongue up her wet pussy before stabbing back into her asshole.
“Sorry,” I apologized, rising to my knees behind her. “I just couldn’t resist. I fucking love licking your pussy.”
“Oh that’s okay,” she said with a giggle, as I rolled the condom onto my cock. “It seems like you like my ass as well.”
“Yep,” I agreed emphatically before spitting into my hand and rubbing over the shaft of my dick.
I moved into position and used one hand to spread Michelle’s engorged pussy lips as I placed my tip at the entrance, pushing slowly. Easily, it slid in, her pussy walls slick with fluids. I gave a few short, gentle thrusts before forcing it in all the way, my hips pressing firmly against her ass as I buried my length inside her.
“Ooooh yeah,” she cooed. “That’s what I’ve been waiting for.”
“Oh yeah,” I retorted. “Is this all you’ve been waiting for?”
“Hehe….Noooo.”
I began fucking Michelle, holding her hips firmly in my hands as I moved in and out with slow, steady strokes.
“What else are you looking forward to,” I pressed, splaying her ass cheeks apart to get a view of her enticing little rosebud.
Again she giggled.
“You know….”
“Say it. I want to hear you say it.”
“I…” she began, her voice interrupted by subtle gasps of pleasure. “I want…you…to…fuck…my…ass.”
I smiled.
Maintaining a steady rhythm, I licked my thumb and placed it against her tiny little dark hole.
“Yeah?” I continued. “You want my dick in here?”
As I spoke I press my thumb into her ass, wiggling it past her constricting ring of muscle.
“Yes!” she gasped. “It’s all I’ve been thinking about.”
“Okay….,” I said, sliding my thumb deeper inside. “Maybe if you’re good.”
Michelle groaned with exaggerated disappointment as I gave her a playful slap on the ass.
“Okay,” she conceded, perked up suddenly by the feeling of my bare hand striking her naked skin. “I’ll do anything you want.”
Again I smiled. It was going to be a good night after all.
I continued to increase the pace as Michelle urged me on.
“Harder!” she moaned after about 10 minutes of solid fucking. “I like feeling your balls slapping against me.”
I complied without a word, driving into her pussy with increasing force as she continued moaning with approval. As a bead of sweat began to form on my forehead, I knew I couldn’t last much longer.
“I want to cum in your mouth!” I blurted out, overcome with sexual energy.
“Okay,” she said, glancing back over her shoulder. “I want you to come in my mouth!”
A few more thrusts and the time had come. Frantically, I pulled my dick from her lusciously wet pussy and scrambled to roll the tight fitting condom off my dick. Struggling to prevent my cum from blasting forth prematurely, I tightened my fingers around the base of my dick as I tore the condom away. Michelle spun around immediately, opening her mouth as she gazed lustfully into my eyes. Just as the first drop of cum began to ooze out, I pushed my hips forward and contracted my pelvic muscles, sending a hard shot of creamy white fluid directly into her mouth. Before I could do anything else, she wrapped her lips around my cock as I continued stroking, sending wave after wave of cum past her sucking lips. Overcome by the climax I grabbed the back of her head, holding her in place as my fist pumped with fury, even smacking against her mouth occasionally as she struggled to take in the entirety of my constant, streaming load.
As my orgasm subsided, the increased sensitivity in my dick caused me to pull away abruptly as Michelle looked up, letting some of the cum run down her chin and down onto the bed. She continued holding eye contact as she held her mouth open, forcing me to see my juices collected on her tongue before locking her lips and swallowing down the entire load.
I collapsed back onto the bed, a sweaty, tired mess, as Michelle curled up beside me. As the room became filled with only the sounds of our breathing and the faint sounds of fucking emanation from the TV, I realize just how loud the porn was.
“I think I better turn that down,” I said, reaching for the remote
control. “The neighbours are going to think we’re having an orgy in here or something.”
Michelle laughed as she began to remove the rest of her clothing.
“Whoa,” I said, turning to acknowledge her actions. “Just what do you think you’re doing?”
She cast me a perturbed look, as she tossed her shirt into my face.
“Oh we’re not done yet,” she stated adamantly. “I think there’s something else you promised me tonight?”
“I don’t know…” I droned comically. “It’s already past my bedtime…”
Michelle smiled and punched me playfully in the arm.
“Well,” she began. “I guess if you really need to get some sleep I can let you. I guess you are a lot older than me, and old men need their rest.”
I laughed back at her teasing comments. In a sense it was somewhat true. With Michelle being 21, I was almost 9 years older than her. I decided to play along.
“Yeah,” I said, faking a yawn. “I think I do need to get some sleep. Maybe you can call another one of your ‘internet friends’ to pick you up.”
“Oh yeah?” she said, moving a little closer. “And then maybe I’ll let one of my other ‘internet friends’ be the first one to fuck my tight little virgin ass?”
I stared at the ceiling for a brief moment before turning my head to face her.
“Well, okay…” I began. “If you really want me to…. then I guess….we can do it.”
Michelle could sense the playfulness in my voice and she smiled in response.
“Really?” she asked hopefully.
“Yes. However, I will need a little bit of time to…recover.”
“Oh, that’s okay,” she countered back with a smile. “I’m actually keeping myself pretty entertained at the moment anyways.”
After she glanced downward, I followed her line of vision to see her fingers busy at work between her legs. I let out a short laugh before speaking again.
“Wow,” I exclaimed. “You are…one…horny…girl.”
Michelle just shrugged and cast me a bashful smile. That’s when I noticed her other arm behind her body.
“Hey,” I said, narrowing my eyes suspiciously. “What are you doing back there?”
“Nothing,” she answered with a giggle, unable to maintain a straight face. I sat up and peered down at her body to see the fingers of her right hand tucked in between her ass cheeks. I moved down the bed to get a better look as she continued shamelessly fingering her own ass and pussy in unison.
“You…dirty…little…girl,” I said with amazement as I pulled back one of her fleshy cheeks to give myself a clear view of her slender finger sliding in and out of her tight little asshole.
“So,” she said, giggling. “Are you ready yet?”
“Oh, I’m getting there.”
As I continued to take in Michelle’s sexy display, my hand drifted downwards to grasp my growing cock which was already beginning to stiffen once again. She smiled back at me before rolling over onto her stomach and then rising up onto all fours. As I felt my dick grow larger in my hand, my eyes remained locked on Michelle as her fingers continued to penetrate her own pussy and ass in tandem.
“Hold that thought,” I said, reaching over to the night table.
I slid open the drawer and retrieved a bottle of lube that I had stashed inside. As Michelle caught sight of the bottle she smiled in response.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I asked, moving back into position behind her.
“Yes!” she answered emphatically, dispelling any doubt in my mind.
I grinned as I flipped the bottle open. Holding it up, I then began to drizzle the clear liquid down onto Michelle’s ass at the bottom of her tailbone. She let out a faint giggle as the lube started a slow trickle down between her cheeks, making its way to her finger which was still buried knuckle deep in her own ass. As she began to withdraw her finger, the fluid collected around the digit, coating it as she pushed it back inside.
“Oooooohhhh,” she purred, sliding her lube-coated digit in and out of her virgin asshole.
I watched with fascination as I squirted some of the lubricant into my hand and began stroking my shaft, covering it with the slippery substance. I moved closer, my cock now throbbing in my hand, aching to enter Michelle’s irresistible little orifice. I peered down at her finger, glistening with lube, sliding in and out, forcing itself deeper with every thrust.
I reached down and took hold of her hand, gently prompting her to withdraw. Reluctantly she did so, pulling her finger free with ease. I could almost sense the anticipation building in her body as she waiting. After months of dirty emails and phone sex conversations it was about to happen. I was going to fuck Michelle’s ass.
Gripping my dick firmly, I slid the head up and down her wet crack before finding her tight little star. Slowly, I began to push.
“Shit,” I cursed, as my cock slipped down towards her pussy. “I think I used too much lube.”
Again I tried, only to have my dick slide up in between her ass cheeks eliciting an amused laugh from both of us.
“Okay,” I stated with firm resolution. “Third time’s the charm.”
Holding my clenched fist against her asshole, I slowly pushed forward, butting the head of my cock against her willing but difficult ass. I bit my lower lip with dedicated concentration as I felt her tight hole gradually give way and allow my dick to penetrate her most private of body cavities.
“Uhhhhhhhggggg,” Michelle moaned, as my head slipped inside her ass. I couldn’t tell it the moan was from pleasure or discomfort.
“Play with you pussy,” I suggested, pausing only briefly before pushing more of my cock into her asshole.
She took my advice, but I could sense something was wrong. Her body seemed tense and apprehensive.
“Are you okay?” I asked, briefly halting my cock’s anal invasion.
“Yeah,” she answered back meekly and unconvincingly. “Keep going.”
Again I resumed, using one hand to slowly guide my dick deeper into Michelle’s clenched butthole. Perhaps I was a bit overzealous, or maybe she just wasn’t ready, but after a few seconds more, she crawled forward off my cock holding her hand gingerly against her recently reamed hole.
“Ahhhhgggg,” she cursed in frustration. “I can’t…It’s…too painful.”
Although I was disappointed, I tried to hide it in my concern for Michelle’s well-being.
“That’s okay,” I offered in condolence. “Girls usually have a hard time when they try it for the first time.”
Michelle let out a bit of an histrionic whine as she glanced back over her shoulder with a timid, puppy-dog expression.
“But I want to do it sooo bad,” she pleaded, beating her hand against the mattress in frustration. “And it…did feel…good. It’s just that….”
“I know,” I said, offering comfort. “It’s okay. In fact, let’s try something else.”
Michelle’s interest seemed to be peaked as I once again returned to the night table beside my bed. This time I rummaged a little deeper to find what I was looking for. Behind the condoms, handcuffs, and blindfolds and other paraphernalia, I found what I was looking for.
“Stay there,” I told Michelle, who was now in a side-lying position facing away from me.
From the drawer I pulled a 5 inch long, pink butt plug that I had purchased off the internet some time before. I had bought it for use with a previous female ‘friend’ although it had arrived too late for us to make use of it. I set it on the bed, as Michelle remained lying on her side, obviously curious about what I had in mind. I then retrieved another condom tore open the package. I noticed that it smelled like oranges. ‘It must be from the tropical variety pack I had bought last month,’ I thought to myself as I rolled it onto my dick. I applied the lube liberally to both the plug and to my rubber-covered cock before inching back to Michelle’s waiting body. As my slippery fingers began to explore her pussy and ass, she sighed contentedly. I coaxed her to roll over a bit in order to gain access to her pussy, which I penetrated with my fingers before replacing them with my dick. Once Michelle’s pussy had swallowed my entire length five of six times with slow methodical plunging, I picked up the pink, rubber plug and placed the narrow tip against her noncompliant asshole.
“Oooh,” she blurted out as she felt the tapered point poke past her wet, muscular rim.
With my cock completely buried inside her, I began rotating the plug as I slowly pushed it up her ass. As the plastic toy was much more streamlined and quite a bit smaller than my dick, it slid it with little effort. Michelle shifted her body and sighed with pleasure, obviously enjoying the sensation of having both holes filled.
As my hips began to rock with short, quick thrusts, I forced the plug deeper causing her asshole to stretch wider and wider. It was almost completely inside her now as she squealed in ecstasy. The widest portion of the toy soon passed her tight, muscular ring allowing it to clamp down around the much narrower base that then followed. I smiled with satisfaction, seeing the pink, rubber toy completely embedded in Michelle’s asshole with only the flat base visible.
“How does that feel?” I asked, rotating the plug around inside her ass. “Mmmmm,” she purred lustfully. “So fucking good!”
As I tugged on the buttplug, I began fucking her pussy with increased vitality, pausing every now and then to wiggle the plastic toy around insider her ass.
“Oh yeah!” she called out. “Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”
Again I complied, holding the plug firmly buried inside her as I slammed my hips into her ass.
“Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!” she blurted out with each thrust, until I felt her body tense once again.
And it was then that I felt the strangest sexual sensation that I had ever felt. Her pussy clamped down around my cock like a vice. The force was so strong I felt as though she might actually sever my dick from my body. I tried to pull out, but the iron grip of her cunt held me in place until her orgasm subsided. It was only then that I could resume my thrusting, bringing me closer to my second climax of the night.
A few more forceful thrusts, and I slammed my body into hers, groaning uncontrollably as I spilled a thick load of cum into the condom. ‘Fuck, I hate condoms,’ I thought to myself, as I caught my breath, my dick still buried inside Michelle’s ravaged pussy.
Slowly, I extracted the plug from her ass, followed by my dick from her pussy. Michelle rolled over smiling, eyes closed in contentment. I laid back on the bed, leaving the condom on my dick, but setting the buttplug on the night table beside me.
I was now officially tired.
I hoped Michelle, felt the same way, because there was no way I was going to go another round, and I definitely was in no mood to drive her half way across the city to take her home. Luckily, she curled up beside me and closed her eyes.
Soon we were both asleep.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * When I awoke it was still dark outside. I rubbed my eyes drearily as I glanced over at the clock.
“5:38,” I groaned, rolling back over only to find myself blocked by Michelle’s sleeping body.
I cursed silently to myself as I struggled to find a comfortable position. As much as I loved “sleeping” with girls, I hated actually sleeping with them. I rolled over and closed my eyes again, vowing to buy a bigger bed.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
When I awoke next, it was light outside. I could hear the birds chirping. Beams of light were shining through the open spaces in my blinds as I buried my head under the covers to escape back to my isolated world of comforting darkness.
Then I felt a body shift next to me and I remembered that there was someone else in bed with me. I groaned silently to myself, not wanting to engage in the menial small talk that often follows nights of sensuality. For a moment I thought that if I just pretended I was sleeping then she would call a cab and go home.
Ten minutes passed.
Then twenty minutes passed.
Then thirty.
Then an hour. I was growing restless.
I rolled over and looked at Michelle. She seemed restless but sill sleeping. Drearily, I hauled myself out of bed and went to the bathroom, hoping that after a long shower I could return to find her gone with a nice succinct note in her place.
No such luck.
As I came out of the bathroom, a towel around my waist, I was caught by a sudden rush of cold air that reminded me to close the windows before going to sleep. As I made my way down the hall back to the main room, I saw Michelle curled up in the blankets with her head poking out from above the covers, smiling with a sleepy expression.
“Good morning,” I said, climbing back into the bed, still a bit damp from the shower.
“Mmmm, Morning,” she replied, stretching her arms out in a prolonged yawn.
About 30 minutes of casual conversation then ensued, with neither of us mentioning the events of the previous evening.
“So….” I began, sitting up in bed. “Do you want a ride home?”
Michelle groaned and cast me a pouty expression.
“What?” I asked, furrowing my brow with fake concern.
I knew what she wanted. For some reason girls seem to love morning sex, and I knew right then that I was going to have to give her at least one more orgasm before I could take her home.
“Oh?” I continued playfully. “Is there something else you would like before you go?”
“Maybeeeee….,” she replied sheepishly, pulling the covers up to half cover her blushing face.
“And just what would that be?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. “I…want to…try it again.”
“Huh?” I stammered, completely caught off guard by her response.
“I want to try it again,” she reiterated, this time answering with more conviction.
“You mean…?”
“Yes.”
“In your…?”
“Yes!”
“Wow,” I exclaimed, shaking my head in disbelief. “Umm, okay. Yeah, I guess we can try it again…”
“Oh? So what? Now you don’t want to fuck my ass?”
I laughed as I waved off her insinuating comment.
“No, no, no. Of course I want to. It’s just that…If you couldn’t handle it last night then…”
“Well I want to try,” she stated firmly, cutting me off.
I could tell Michelle was used to getting her own way. I tossed my hands up in resignation.
“Okay, then. Let’s do it. But first…..”
“What?” she asked, her eyes widening with curiosity.
“I think…,” I continued, smiling. “I really want you to put my dick in your mouth.”
Michelle smiled back. I knew she liked my idea.
Without a word, she moved down the bed, pushing the covers off my naked body. Just the thought of having Michelle’s pouty lips wrapped around me once again had already started the familiar rush of blood into my dick. As I settled back into a comfortable position, she placed herself between my legs, lying on her stomach and taking my growing cock in her hand. She gave it a few slow strokes as she glanced up at my expecting face. I placed my hands behind my head, settling back with a contented smile as I watched her plant a soft kiss right on the end of my dick. Michelle let her lips linger there for a moment before slowly allowing them to spread, taking my head into her warm, wet mouth. She finally broke eye contact as her lips descended down my shaft, her tongue sliding down the underside. As she reached the base, where her fingers were wrapped around my cock I could feel her tongue-ring flicking around inside her mouth.
“Play with my balls,” I suggested as I watched her pouty, pink lips gliding up and down my wet shaft.
With her other hand, she reached down and cupped my sensitive balls, stroking her fingers along the underside before giving them a gentle squeeze. I winced as she kept squeezing, perhaps a little bit too hard. I was about to ask her to stop when she lowered her head and ran her tongue over my balls, sending a pleasurable shiver throughout my body. I moaned in approval as lips and tongue covered them with soft licks and kisses before returning her attention to my dick.
“Mmmm, you’re pretty good at this,” I said softly as her lips once again wrapped around my cock.
“Hehe,” she giggled, her cute voice muffled by my dick in her mouth. “Thank you.”
As she started to compliment her sucking lips with slow, long strokes of her hand I could feel myself swelling in her mouth. I reached down to move a few strands of hair out of her face, giving me a better view.
“I like to see,” I explained when she cast her eyes up at me with curiosity.
After about ten straight minutes of Michelle’s oral handiwork, I was sufficiently worked up to escalate the situation.
“Okay,” said, grabbing a condom from the night table. “I want you to get on top.”
Compliantly, Michelle gave my dick a few more strokes before rising up to her knees.
“Which way do you want me to face?” she asked as I rolled the condom onto my throbbing, wet cock.
“That way.” I ordered, referring to the end of the bed.
She gave me one more amorous smile before throwing a leg over my body, holding herself in a squatting position directly above my waiting dick. As I held it pointing upwards, Michelle reached down to guide the head into her moist, little hole, slowly lowering her body downwards. Her pussy gripped my cock as I watched her lips sliding down my length. Once she had fully descended and my cock was firmly embedded inside her, I tentatively released my hold on my shaft.
Placing her hands on my thighs for balance, Michelle started moving herself up and down on my dick, showing a remarkable display of leg muscle endurance. The feeling was amazing, as I watched her little round ass repeatedly ascend and descend, her pussy gliding up and down with ease. I noticed her breathing getting quicker as she increased the pace.
“Will you play with my ass?” she gasped, looking back half-way over her shoulder.
“Maybe…” I answered, although I was already licking my fingers in preparation. “…if you say please.”
“Please,” she shot back with hesitation. “Please play with my asshole.”
Those few words turned me on even more and I quickly removed my wet fingers from my mouth and placed them over her tight, anal opening. Michelle purred with gratitude as massaged her tiny little butthole with slow, circular motions of my thumb.
“Inside,” she gasped again. “Put it inside.”
Again I complied, replacing my thumb with my middle finger, wriggling it past Michelle’s tight muscular ring. She tossed her head back in lustful bliss as she felt my finger sliding smoothly into her asshole.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned, leaning forward to allow me to go deeper. “That’s what I like!”
As Michelle continued bouncing up and down my cock, I held my hand stationary allowing her asshole to slide and down my finger as well.
“Mmmmm,” she purred, growing more aroused by the second. “I can’t wait to have your dick in my ass.”
I felt myself getting close to orgasm.
I’m going to cum soon,” I warned, nearing climaxing due to Michelle’s twitching butthole tensing around my finger.
“Noooooo,” she cried out, stopping all movement. “Not yet.”
I was on the brink. I felt as if anymore movement at all would send me over the edge.
“Okay,” I gasped, trying with all my willpower not to cum. “Get off. Slowly.”
I took a deep breath as Michelle cautiously lifted herself off my cock. As I slipped free, my dick fell to my stomach with a wet “slap”. She sat kneeling in front of me impatiently as I waited for my impending climax to subside.
“Okay,” I said with relief. “I think we’re good.”
“Yeah,” Michelle said, laughing. “That was a close one.”
“Yeah, sorry about that. Now…where were we?”
“I think…” Michelle began, as a mischievous smile appeared on her face. “You were about to bend me over.”
“Oh was I?” I retorted in a teasing manor.
“Yep!” she piped out cheerfully before a shy expression once again her. “And…”
“What?” I prompted.
“Could you use the buttplug on me again?”
“Of course! So I take it you enjoyed that last night?”
“I loved it! Although…I still want to try your dick in my ass again.”
“No problem,” I stated, reaching over to grab the pink, rubber plug and the bottle of lube. “I’ll use the plug first though. It should help you relax and get used to the feeling. It’ll make it easier when I actually fuck you in the ass.”
Michelle could not hide her enthusiasm.
“How do you want me?” she asked, her face beaming with excitement.
“On your hands and knees,” I replied simply, flipping open the cap on the lubricant.
As Michelle assumed my favourite position, I covered toy with lube in preparation. A few seconds later we were engaged in a replay of the previous night with my dick in her pussy and the pink, rubber plug buried snugly in her tight little ass.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned, as my cock plunged in and out. “I love this!”
“Oh yeah? You like having both your holes filled?”
“Mmmm, I love it.”
I gave her a firm slap on the ass, eliciting a surprised squeal from Michelle’s mouth.
“I bet you wish this was a cock in your ass don’t you?”
Again, I brought my hand down on her ass.
“Yes!” she blurted out as I smiled to myself.
I continued fucking her holes as she fingered herself through two successive orgasms. It was then time to try again.
“Are you ready?” I asked, rotating the plug around in her asshole.
“Yes,” she answered firmly. “Let’s do it.”
Slowly, I withdrew the rubber toy, watching her pink butthole close back up into a tight little knot. As I pulled my dick out of her soaking wet pussy, I peeled the condom off and tossed it aside. After applying a generous amount of lube to my bare cock, I rose back up to my knees behind her.
Clutching my shaft firmly in my hand, I guided the head to Michelle’s tightly closed opening. Pushing slowly but forcefully, her asshole gradually began to give way, accepting my pulsing cock into her tight depths.
“Uhhhhhhhhhh,” she moaned as my dick slowly disappeared into her hungry butt.
“Are you okay,” I asked, stopping my anal penetration to check on her status.
“Yes,” she replied confidently. “Keep going.”
I smiled with relief and resumed stretching her asshole with my invading cock. After a few minutes of cautious thrusting I was able to fill her ass completely as she continued moaning with increasing enjoyment. Slowly and methodically, I began fucking Michelle’s virgin ass.
“How does my ass feel?” she asked, her voice slightly muffled by the blankets her face was buried in.
“So fucking good!” I exclaimed, building up increasing speed. My arousal was beginning to peak. I slapped Michelle’s ass a couple more times as she purred in approval.
“How does my cock feel in your ass?” I then asked, craving to hear her voice some dirty words of her own.
“So good!” she gasped, her breath growing shallow and laboured. “I love having my ass fucked!”
“Yeah? Does it make you feel dirty?”
“Yes!”
“Does it make you feel like a slut?”
“Yes!” she cried out again as I plunged repeatedly into her tiny opening. “I feel so slutty when you fuck my ass!”
“Are you going to let me fuck it whenever I want?”
“Yes! My ass is yours! I want to be your dirty little ass-whore!”
That was exactly the type of talk I was hoping to hear.
“Good,” I hissed, reaching down to grab a handful of her hair. “Keep talking like that until I cum in your ass.”
“Fuck yes!” she cried out, her voice growing ragged and unstable. “I want you to fuck me like a dirty little slut and cum in my asshole!”
I slapped her ass again and pulled her hair, encouraging her to continue.
“Oh yes!” she exclaimed, obviously enjoying the rough treatment. “Fuck like a whore! Use me! Use my tight little asshole and then fill me full of cum!”
That was it. I could no longer hold back the tide.
With one final groan, my dick slipped deep into Michelle’s ass, spraying her insides with cum. I just held it there, completely buried, as my cock continued to pulse, spilling an unending flood of creamy fluid into her well-fucked hole. Michelle moaned pleasurably as my body twitched one last time and my slippery pole slid back out of her ass.
As we both collapsed into the bed, I felt a wave of fatigue sweep over my body. My arousal soon dissipated, only to be replaced with the post-coital disinterest that men generally feel following sex.
“Well,” I said, finally rising from my drowsy state. “I guess I should take you home now before I fall asleep again.”
“Ok,” she replied timidly.
She seemed disappointed.
After a lengthy search, we were able to locate all of our scattered clothing and seen headed out on our way. The drive was long, but since it was early Sunday morning there was very little traffic to contend with. As I dropped her off at her house, we said a couple awkward goodbyes and she closed the door.
I shook my head with amazement as I drove away. I had just met Michelle. Since last night I had licked her pussy, licked her ass, fucked her pussy, fucked her ass and came in her mouth.
We hadn’t even kissed once.
“Wow,” I said to myself, as I reached for my sunglasses. “This internet dating thing might be useful after all.
The End