Chapter 9
This is the second part of the story, click here for the first part of this erotic tale.
Once I caught my breath, he got up and sat next to me, and we chatted a bit while his cock started to show signs of life again.
"You came hard," I said, trying to break the ice.
"Yeah, it was fucking great, and now it's your turn to put in some work."
"Come here!" I said, spreading my legs and pushing his head down toward my crotch. But first, he kissed me a little and fondled my tits tenderly. I wanted him to eat me out right away, but his touch felt good. He slid down to my tits with one hand between my legs, kissing and sucking on my left one while his fingers roamed over my outer lips. It sent a delicious shiver through me—his touch turned me on, and I opened up more for him. I pressed his head against my tit so he'd suck harder.
"Like a baby, go on, that's how I like it—hard! Suck me!" I ordered in a commanding tone!
He obeyed, nursing hard on my tit while his fingers made circular motions just above my clit in the perfect spot. I ground against his rhythm, my body twisting. Suddenly, he shoved two fingers inside me and went down to suck on my clit. He went straight for it, no teasing there—I was ready, and he was experienced enough to know. His sucking was firm, with strong suction, a soft tongue right on the spot, and fingers with just the right pressure. My eyes rolled back, and I begged:
"Put a finger back there, there's lube right there!"
It wasn't necessary—I was soaking wet down below—but tenderly, a third finger landed on my asshole and found its way in. It caused a delicious discomfort that ramped up the pleasure I was feeling. I was about to cum; my belly tightened, and I sat up involuntarily, letting out a scream as I threw myself back and arched my hips. I was swept away by a wave of orgasm so intense that I thrashed around trying to escape my tormentor, who was thrusting fingers into all my holes.
I stayed sitting there next to him as he grinned at me like he'd done a damn good job. He came to me, and we kissed a bit and laughed. I could easily fall for this guy—he'd been amazing in bed so far.
"Lie down, let me suck you!"
He lay back, and I positioned myself between his legs, leaning forward. He had a big, beautiful cock. I was impressed and started playing around, slapping it against my face. We both laughed about it. I kissed from the base to the tip, then took it in my mouth without letting go, running my tongue over it and sucking slowly while stroking him with my other hand. I fondled his balls too, and I heard him moan softly in pleasure. I slowly ramped up the blowjob, taking more and more into my mouth. His cock was delicious, perfect and fun to suck, until he nudged my head. When I looked up, he was offering me the lube. At first, I thought it was to slick him up so I could ride him, but something clicked—I still had unfinished business in our fuck session.
"What's this for? You want me to lube it up so I can sit on it, or something else?"
"You can do whatever you want—I'm game!"
I got the message; the guy wanted a finger in his ass! I was floored with surprise. As you can tell, I'd been kinda obsessed with ass stuff around that time, and I was dying to do it. I put some lube on my fingers while still sucking and stroking him, alternating. My lubed finger slid down to his asshole and started pushing in. He was tight and seemed to be clenching to keep me out.
"You don't want it?"
"Go ahead, I'm just a little tense," the guy replied.
"Spread your legs wide."
And in that classic girly pose, he opened up like a flower for me, totally surrendered. A whirlwind of feelings hit me right then—first, it turned me on, then I had this urge to laugh seeing him like a little girl getting her first finger, and next, it started feeling kinda anticlimactic. But I realized it was my prejudice talking, so I focused on his pleasure. I just knew I had to massage his prostate, but I had no clue where it was, so I let my finger slide in and probed around.
"I don't know how to do this—tell me if I'm doing it right, okay?"
I couldn't make out his response, so I took his moan as a yes and kept going. At that moment, I was sucking him while stroking his cock, and my finger was moving in and out of him. Why not two fingers? I thought. I added more lube, and the second one went in pretty easily. He lost it then, moaning like crazy and making this pleading puppy face! It was the cutest thing!
His cock was rock hard, and without pulling my fingers out, I turned around, gave him my back, and sat on him to ride. My pussy fit him like a glove—our connection was perfect. That thickness filling me was incredible! The feeling of being stuffed with a hot cock is indescribable! I rode him reverse with my ass up in a grinding motion. I knew he had a prime view of me in that position. His hands grabbed my ass cheeks, squeezing hard and setting the pace by pushing me forward and back. I matched him, fingering him as deep as I could.
That moment was something I'd never experienced before—the smell of sex, the sweat on our bodies—it drove me wild. I knew I could cum any second if I took control of the rhythm. And that's what I did: I planted the soles of my feet on the bed and started slamming down hard. I fingered him while riding, feeling that thing pounding deep against my cervix, and then it hit me—a massive, violent shock, a mix of pleasure and fury, an orgasm so overwhelming that later my friends said the neighbors heard my scream-like moan. I held on as long as I could, and the aftershocks lingered for seconds. When I came back to myself, I felt something hot and new inside me—he'd cum too and was begging me to stop. I just slowed down gradually, pulled my fingers out, and spun around to face him, sitting on his still-hard cock.
"You're gonna have to take one more!" I said, almost threatening him!
I checked my asshole by slipping a finger in to see if it'd be easy, and I was totally relaxed. I lubed up as much as I could, arched a bit to lift off him, and positioned the head of his cock at my other entrance. "It's a little soft, might be hard to get in, but at least it'll be easier to take—he's too big for my ass," I thought.
The head popped in; the lube did its job. It felt like an adult's arm sliding into me. I quickly started thinking this wasn't such a good idea, but I wiggled a bit to adjust and dug my nails into him so I wouldn't slam down and shove his whole cock in fast—it hurt. Breathing calmly helped. I settled onto his cock, letting it slide deeper inside me.
"Stay still, please don't move!" I ordered.
I couldn't describe what he was doing right then because I was totally focused on the task, and it hurt like hell. He tried to caress my tits in the meantime, and I just remember pushing his hands away. "Did I pick a bad position?" I wondered, thinking about everything I might be doing wrong, but nothing helped. I gave in, knowing the first time was supposed to hurt, and started some movement. I'll admit, it was pretty bad at worst, okay at best. Knowing I had a whole dick in my ass kinda empowered me, I can't explain why. I started doing that porn thing—almost pulling out and slamming back in—but it didn't get much better. He was going wild from what I was doing. "What the hell is he gonna think of me?" I felt my reputation crumbling right then.
Well, despite everything, it was cool—I found the experience interesting. I remember wanting to try it again when I got the chance. I managed to last a few minutes; it got a bit better once the guy started softening. But since I was sore, I decided to stop. I didn't head home until almost dawn. I thought our fuck was great, and we did it many times after. Some really wild shit happened later, which I'll tell you about another time!