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You Just Need To Ask	By : IrkSplee Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3079 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-You Just Need To Ask
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Hey there! I'm back! Man, it's been too long since I've actually written intercourse... even longer if you don't count that one I deleted for being OOC and generally awful. But we're not here to talk about that.
Instead, here, have some buttsex between Mike and Zoey. Hopefully 15,000+ words shall make up for my absence!
I lay back in Zoey's bed, wearing a thin tank top and shorts, with my eyes closed in relaxation. Her silk sheets, much nicer than the cheap department store set I had on my own bed, provided a comfort that I never had in my own home.
Maybe knowing they were Zoey's, plus the fact that they still held her scent, had something to do with that comfort.
Zoey wasn't in the room right then; instead, on the other side of the wall, I could hear the sound of water running from her bathroom. We had special plans tonight, and she wanted us both to get washed up before we started. I'd already taken my own shower; now I just needed to wait for her.
Part of me still disbelieved that she was up for this... I never even got the nerve to ask any of my previous girlfriends about this, so I'd certainly never tried it. It'd been a fantasy of mine ever since before I got into serious relationships, but my cowardice prevented me from asking anyone about it.
I mean, it was such a strange thing to ask about, wasn't it? I prioritized romance in my relationships above all else, and this certainly didn't sound romantic...
But we made a date for it. We made sure we had all the supplies we needed, and I did what reading I could online to make sure this was pleasurable for both of us. God forbid I accidentally hurt her with this fantasy of mine.
All I had to do was wait for her to finish her shower.
Zoey, standing naked with steam swirling around her, hot water droplets dripping down her skin, her bright red hair soaking wet and sticking to her neck and shoulders... her hands running over her body, lathering sweet-smelling soap into her breasts...
Oh, what I wouldn't give to help her out... I'd stand behind her and rub the soap into her stomach before moving up to grab her breasts, squeezing and stroking them for much longer than I needed to clean them while I licked up the water droplets running down her neck... oh, the way she'd shudder against my tongue...
I took a deep breath and squeezed the bulge in my shorts at that thought. It had already been there long before that image entered my head. Hell, I needed to resist the urge to take care of it while I showered. Given the option, I'll always much prefer saving my erections for Zoey.
But as long as I didn't go too far, it couldn't hurt to fantasize a little bit.
I wonder if Zoey ever plays with herself in the shower like I do? With her torso still covered in foam, she'd grab one of her breasts and roll it in her hand, maybe pinch her nipple to get it hard... her other hand would wash the insides of her thighs, then travel up to her soaking wet slit, soaked in more ways than one... she'd gasp as she slid one finger inside herself, then two... her eyes would close and she'd squirm her waist against her hand as she pleasured herself in the steam...
While she did that, I'd still stand behind her, now washing her back by massaging the soap into her skin... I'd keep traveling my hands down her body, digging my fingertips into every inch of her flesh, arousing her further and sending her fingers deeper inside her entrance...
If I kept going lower... I'd have her ass cupped in my palms...
I hissed through my teeth as I squeezed my bulge. Oh god...
I love everything about her body, but her ass... those large mounds of flesh, so soft and firm against my palms... I'd squeeze and bounce her cheeks in my hands, I'd whisper in her ear how gorgeous her body is while she pants my name and presses her body back against mine...
I'd press against her in turn, rubbing my erection against her... I'd tell her she's the one who got me so hard, and she'd giggle and grind against me for good measure...
I bit my lip as I rubbed myself even harder through my shorts. I wouldn't be able to help myself in that situation, I'd have to ask her to bend over, bend over so I could grab her waist and bury myself deep inside her tight, hot-
“Mike?”
I jumped as her voice yanked my out of my fantasy. I'd been so focused on that, I hadn't noticed when she turned the shower off. I turned my head toward her bedroom door to see her smiling at me, her body clad in a fluffy pink robe that covered her from neck to ankle. She hadn't dried her hair with more than a towel, so the damp strands still clung to her skin just as I had pictured.
“Having fun?” she asked.
“Er...” My face grew hot, and I pulled my hand away from my crotch. “Well...”
Still smiling, she came over to the bed and lay down beside me. She draped her arm over me, rested her head against my chest, and softly hummed.
“Don't have too much fun without me,” she said. “We have plans, remember?” She slid her hand up my shirt and gently stroked my abs. Most people couldn't get away with that without setting off something awful in my head and potentially drawing out Vito, but Zoey could touch me in any way she wanted and still leave me feeling safe.
“I know,” I said. “I'm looking forward to it! I don't wanna miss out. I just got to thinking, and I couldn't help myself...”
“What were you thinking about?” she asked.
My face heated again, and I averted my eyes with a nervous laugh. “Aw, Zo...”
“You can tell me,” she assured me. “I wanna know what you think about.”
“It was... about you,” I mumbled, still not looking at her.
She giggled and nuzzled her head against my chest. “I hoped it was.”
“I was thinking about showering with you,” I said. My shaft twitched in my shorts as that image entered my head again. “And wondering if you ever...” I swallowed the lump in my throat that demanded I go no further with that question.
“Wondering if I ever what?” she asked.
“If you ever... while you're showering... play with yourself.”
Zoey's face turned red as she hugged me closer.
“Yeah, it was a weird thought-”
“...yeah.”
I hugged her back and took a deep breath, regretting speaking up. Even though she said it was all right, that probably wasn't what she had in mind. What a weird, personal thought for me to have! I couldn't blame her for agreeing-
“Yeah, I play with myself.”
“Really?” That image played even clearer in my head now that I knew it could really happen. Zoey in the steam, two fingers deep inside her body, two fingers on her other hand gently rubbing her clit, her knees buckling, her breath quickening-
“Especially considering what we're gonna do tonight,” she continued. “I mean, if we're gonna try anal, I should try to get used to it, right?”
My heart fluttered and I held her even closer. She did that? I could picture that and not be wrong? “You mean... you actually fingered...?”
“I tried.”
“Tried?” I asked. “How did you like it?”
“Honestly, it hurt,” she admitted. “I only tried one finger, but it felt kind of weird, and it hurt if I moved too much, so I had to stop. I don't know how I feel about it yet.”
“That's why I bought lube,” I said. “Uh- not that we need to, I mean! If that means you don't want to try anymore, I get it-”
She squirmed out of my grip to meet me at face level, then cut off my words with a kiss. “Please don't panic whenever you want to try something with me, okay? If I don't want to do something, I'll say no. You don't need to worry about pressuring me into anything, all right?”
“Okay... okay,” I said. “I'm still gonna worry, though. Sex is no fun if you're not enjoying it.”
“It's not fun for me if you're worrying too much to enjoy yourself, either,” she told me before briefly kissing my mouth again. “Please relax... and if there's any way I can help you relax, then please let me know.”
“Let me cuddle you?” I asked. “That always calms me down.”
“Got it.” While kissing me yet again, this time long enough for me to return the favor, she laid down on top of me. I hugged her close to my body and ran my hands up and down her back, savoring the soft plush of her robe. Her freshly-clean scent wafted into my nostrils, and I took a deep breath through my nose to take as much as possible in.
“You smell like strawberries,” I said after she lifted her mouth off mine. “It's really pretty...”
“Aw, thank you!” she said. She leaned in to kiss me again, but this time aimed her lips for my forehead, digging her hands through my hair as she peppered my forehead with her affection. “You smell nice, too... mint?”
“Yeah, it's mint.”
She kissed my forehead again, then took her own chance to inhale deeply. “I love mint...”
“You always focus so much on my hair when we cuddle,” I said with a laugh.
“I really like it! I like petting it, I like smelling it... is that okay?” she asked, honest concern in her voice. “Does it bother you?”
“Of course it doesn't! If it makes you happy, please keep doing it. Besides, you rubbing my scalp feels pretty good.” I kissed her chest as best as I could in this position – it didn't mean much through her thick robe, but it's the thought that counts – and ran my hands down her back, this time not moving back up when I reached the small of her back. Once I reached what I guessed to be her ass, I gripped her tight and pressed her waist down against my body.
“Mm!” She moaned slightly and gripped my hair once I grabbed her. “Mike...”
“I can't wait to try this,” I said through rough, anticipatory breaths. “I've been thinking about this for so long... and when you said yes... god, Zo, I can't wait...”
“I want it, too...” she said. “I wasn't sure when you first asked, but then I looked it up... I didn't know it could feel that good for a woman to have anal sex, but I read so many articles from women who love it, so I'm really curious...”
“I've seen those too,” I said. “That's what really got me thinking about this. The idea of pleasing you in a new way sounds really exciting.”
“You'll be gentle with me, right?” she asked. “I'm excited, but I'm still nervous about it. I also heard that it hurts.”
“Of course I will,” I said. “And if it still hurts when I go as slow as I can, just tell me and we can do something else.”
“All right. I'm sure it'll be fine.” She sat up and settled down against my bulge; judging by the grin on her face and the way she rocked against me, this was fully intentional.
“Oh...” I closed my eyes and gasped as she ground against me. All the fabric that separated us stopped me from feeling this too intensely, but in my current state, intensity would have been a bad idea; now was not the time for me to go shooting off. “You're such a tease sometimes...”
“But you always seem to like it so much!” she said. I wasn't looking at her, but given her tone of voice, I wouldn't have been surprised to open my eyes to the sight of her smiling and sticking her tongue out at me. She bucked her hips rougher than her steady rocking, and I cried out and tilted my head back.
“I love when you tease,” I said, still trying to regain the breath she knocked out of me. “But only when it pays off. When it doesn't, it's just mean!”
She stopped rocking after I said that. I prepared to tell her that was exactly what I meant by 'mean', but I had her mouth on mine and her hands gripping my shoulders before I had a chance. I dug my fingers into her hair and pushed her down for a deeper kiss, and thrust my waist against her as I enjoyed her lovely taste.
“Do you want it to pay off now?” she asked after the kiss. “Or should I tease a bit more?”
“Payoff,” I said. “Definitely payoff. If you sit on me again, I'm not gonna last, and that's a pretty lame way to finish.”
“So, how should we start this?” she asked. “I assume I don't just bend over for you to jam it in.”
“Oh god no!” I said, cringing. “That'd be awful for both of us. How about I get lubed up first?”
“Do you want any help with that?” she asked as she ran her hand down my face. I gulped, either from the suggestion or her contact; maybe both.
“Help would be great,” I said. “Bottle's on the dresser over there,” I said, nodding my head to the left to indicate it.
After she got off of me to retrieve the bottle, I sat up, then pulled my shorts off and tossed them aside, exposing my erection to the cool air. I nearly reached down to play with myself; the anticipation was actually starting to hurt; but before I could give in, I pictured Zoey's soft fingers wrapped around my shaft, her other hand gently massaging the back of my neck, and her mouth locked with mine.
I could hold out through nearly anything for that.
Zoey climbed back into bed and sat on my legs, a large orange tube clutched in her hands.
“You look ready!” she said with a giggle, her eyes locked on my erection.
I grinned back at her. “I've been ready for this all week.”
She pushed up on the tube's cap, and it popped open with a soft click. With her hand cupped underneath it, she turned the tube upside-down and squeezed, pouring a generous dollop of lubricant into her palm. Once she had enough, she set down the tube turned her attention back to my shaft. “Like I normally do it?” she asked as she lowered her hand toward me.
“How you normally do it is great, so yes, please,” I said.
She wrapped her hand around my base, and I yelped rather ungracefully as the gel made contact with my sensitive skin.
“Mike?!” she exclaimed. “Are you okay?”
“Yes!” I cried, my voice cracking a little. “Yes, I'm okay... please stroke me...”
“Is it hurting you?” she asked as her hand slowly worked its way up to my tip, smearing the lube as it went.
“Opposite,” I grunted before taking a sharp intake of breath. “I really like this... keep going...”
Upon receiving my permission, she slid her hand back down to the bottom of my shaft, then quickly slid back up again with the same intensity and speed she usually put into her handjobs. I groaned as the wet lubricant rubbed into my flesh, adding a lovely sensation to an already amazing act. “I love when you moan,” she said, moaning a bit herself. “God, you're hot...”
“You're hot, too,” I said as I grabbed and massaged her shoulders. “You're even hotter under this robe. Can I take it off?”
“Go ahead.”
The words had barely finished leaving her mouth by the time I had my hands on the tie that held her robe shut. I pulled at the large, plush ribbon, unfastening the knot with ease. Her robe fell open slightly, barely exposing her cleavage to me. My eyes traveled down her body, entranced by every inch of her skin. I wondered what color panties she wore. She always wore bright colors, sometimes with cute patterns, maybe with lace trim or a pretty little bow on the front...
A patch of brown hair peeked out at me from between her legs. She hadn't bothered to put panties on under her robe at all.
“Oh... oh god, oh god...” My heart raced and my breaths grew heavier at the sight of her nearly exposed body, with nothing but this robe separating me from her. “Oh, Zoey...” I pulled the robe down off her shoulders; taking it off completely would have required her to stop stroking me, so I didn't want to go that far yet. Instead, I only dragged it down far enough to expose her perky breasts, not much bigger than a handful each. Even at that size, getting to stroke and kiss those soft mounds was plenty. Her pink nipples were already stiff with arousal, and the urge to circle my tongue around them became much too tempting. “Come closer? I wanna kiss them...”
Zoey moved forward and up, her hand not leaving my cock, so her breasts were at my mouth's level. I softly kissed the top of one, then the other, taking immense pleasure in her cute little gasps. I slipped my hands inside her robe and flattened them directly against her upper back to push her against me as I latched my mouth onto her hardened nipple.
“Mike!” she squealed as I sucked on her flesh and drew small rings around her nipple, licking her breast and not making direct contact with the center just yet. Her free hand gripped my hair, and her other hand quickened its strokes. “How am I doing?” she asked through her pants. “Do you like this?”
“Mmm...” I moaned in affirmation, my mouth still full. In an effort to further get my point across, I pushed harder against her back and flicked her nipple directly with my tongue. Her hand kept going, sliding effortlessly with the assistance of the gel. The lube coated every inch of my cock right now; surely I was sufficiently wet and we could move on.
But how could I ask her to stop? How could I refuse the sweet, pleasurable pulses her velvet hand sent through me? She'd never stroked me this rapidly before; this may not even have been possible without the lube.
This was the most glorious handjob I'd ever had in my life, so slick and warm and loving, and I wanted to savor this forever.
“Suck me...” she whispered. “You're so good at that...”
I more than happily obliged, sucking her firmly and licking every bit of her that I held in my mouth. I moved in closer, taking more and more of her tender mound into my mouth, fully intent on lovingly devouring her. My teeth lightly grazed her skin, but she didn't protest; if anything, her breaths came even faster.
“Yes! Mike, I love you...” She ran her hand down to the base of my shaft and squeezed firmly, then gently ground the heel of her hand against my balls. “How's this?” she asked. “Is this good?”
I groaned even louder than before, despite having my mouth fuller than last time. I sucked her breast as hard as possible, then without letting up on the suction, I pulled back, releasing her with a satisfying popping sound. “That's the best... keep touching me, just like that...” I wrapped my mouth against her breast again and gave a single small suck, then lightly pulled at her nipple with my teeth.
“Mike!” She giggled and looked down at me. I smiled back, gazing into her shimmering brown eyes. “Can I kiss you now?” she asked. “I wanna spoil you...”
“Please, sweetheart. Love me in any way you want.”
She moved down to kiss my mouth, but it didn't last long. After only a brief kiss, followed by her warm mouth gently sucking and pulling my lower lip, she slid down further to kiss the side of my neck. I ran my hands around her body, from her back to her chest, and grabbed her lovely breasts in both my hands. Just as she ground against my balls, I pressed my hands against her and moved with the same rhythm, my middle fingers directly stimulating her nipples. “You're so beautiful...” I whispered; the moment demanded a certain amount of silence, so I refused to speak any louder than that. “Please stay with me...”
“Of course,” she whispered back. “I couldn't leave someone as sweet and gentle as you...” She moved so her lips were directly against my throat, hitting it with her warm breaths. Everything about her felt so comforting...
She firmly kissed my throat, then latched her mouth onto me and gently sucked.
“Zoey.” I harshly exhaled her name as my body shuddered. “Zoey, I need you... love me...”
She continuously sucked and nipped at my throat, not too rough, but firmly enough that she'd surely leave marks to signify where she'd been. So many mornings, I wake up and head into the bathroom, and once I look in the mirror, I notice hickeys all over my neck from where she'd shown her affection the previous night.
What a hot way to greet the morning. I certainly wouldn't mind waking up to that tomorrow.
As her tongue pressed patterns into my throat, triggering all sorts of pleased sounds from me, her hand slipped out of my hair and ran down to rub my neck, eventually sliding inside my shirt and running as far down my back as she could without stretching or tearing it.
“How are you feeling?” she asked, her words hitting my skin with bursts of warm air. Her hand remained wrapped around my shaft, but she stopped moving or applying pressure, allowing me to regain some sense. After I found my voice again, I answered with a grin.
“Like I'm getting the best handjob ever from the best woman ever. I'm feeling pretty lucky!”
“That's great!” she said. “But it's not what I meant...” Her fingertips lightly fluttered over my back, barely making contact. “I meant me touching your back along with everything else. I know too much sensation can be an issue for you... are you okay?”
I couldn't help but laugh in amazement. “Oh, wow... I'm so okay I forgot it was ever a problem. So, yeah, pretty lucky!”
“What if you took your shirt off?” she asked. “Is it a good night for that?”
“I can't imagine better,” I said. “And besides...” I squeezed her breasts tightly until she gasped. “I get to enjoy your chest. You should get to enjoy mine.”
“I don't want to hurt you. It's not worth that. Nothing is.”
“I'll be fine.” She removed her hand from my shirt so I could take it off. Once I lifted the fabric enough to expose my abs, it became very clear to my mind why this might be a problem. In general, I'd reached a point where, in moments with no other stress, I could handle exposing either my upper or lower body to another with ease. Granted, I didn't have much chance to experiment with exposing my lower self to anyone but Zoey; I'd actively refuse all other chances; but there was a time when even exposing myself to her had consequences, from a few minutes sacrificed to Vito to a full-on breakdown that stopped all activity dead in its tracks, so reaching a point where I could handle it with ease was an immense relief. But even without stress, that relief only counted for me exposing half of myself.
Fully stripping was still a bit of a problem.
My breath caught in my throat, and not in the exciting way it did when she stroked me earlier. My thoughts tangled into a mess, matching the instincts of a frightened animal. Run. Get away. If she touches you, bad things are going to happen.
Bad things... why? What bad things could happen with her?
“Mike...?”
Her voice shone through the fog in my brain, beaming light into the dark of my fears.
“Mike? Are you okay? Pull your shirt down. You don't have to do this.”
“I'm fine,” I choked out through my half-closed throat as I quickly pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it away, eager to get this part over with. My heart pounded painfully, and my basest instincts continued demanding that I run; if I didn't leave now, I'd get hurt somehow...
I looked down at her face, her teeth sinking into her lower lip. She'd always taken such good care of me... why would she ever hurt me?
You're going to get hurt.
Why?
I loved it when we cuddled, both of us topless, her head snuggled against me so she could hear my heartbeat, her fingers gently stroking my abs. I loved what we did not five minutes ago, with her hand wrapped around my shaft, rapidly squeezing pleasure into my nerves.
Why couldn't I have both at once? I had to push past this...
“Kiss me,” I gasped. “I think it'll... calm me down.”
Her lips lightly touched mine, and in an instant, some of the tension evaporated from my muscles. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight, relaxing in the familiarity of her kiss.
Of course... don't you understand, mind? I'm safe now. I'm okay. This is Zoey, the one I love more than anyone... she'll never, ever hurt me or take advantage of me... I can show her anything, tell her anything, and she'll always make sure I'm safe...
“I'm safe,” I said after the kiss. “You'll protect me... right?”
“Of course I will,” she told me, hugging me and resting her head on my shoulder. “I love you, Mike. You didn't need to trigger yourself for my sake, though...”
“I wanted to do that,” I assured her. “The only way I'll get used to exposing myself to you is to go ahead and do it... and I want you to see my body. I want you touching me, I want you kissing me. It always looks so great in my head. Why can't I have it in person?”
“As long as you're okay with it,” she said.
“Do you like touching my body?” I asked.
“Yes!” she insisted, perhaps with a bit too much excitement. Although I didn't mind her excitement, she caught herself and lowered her voice. “...yes. You're gorgeous...” She rested her head against my heart and sighed with a smile. “I don't like doing it if it hurts you, but if it makes you happy...”
“Right now, it's making me very happy.” My muscles still tensed and my breaths still came heavy, but it wasn't so bad compared to what I just went through. I'd gone through far, far worse in her presence. “Can we get back to what we were doing? Little Mike's getting anxious for attention again.”
“Is he?” With a light grin that qualified as mischievous for her, she tightened her hand around my shaft again and slightly jerked. “Don't worry, I'll make him feel better... how does he want it? Gentle? Slow? Quick?”
“As quick as you can,” I said. “Don't hold back.”
She jerked her hand all the way up easily thanks to the lube that coated me, then brought it back down to the base. “What about your chest? Do you want attention there, too?”
Even as my heart gave a few panicked beats, I knew exactly what I wanted. “Touch me as much as you can. I need you so much...”
She pressed her mouth in the center of my chest, right between my pecs, and massaged my abs with her palm.
“You're so strong,” she said between kisses. “I love your muscles...”
“And I love your mouth,” I said, lightly panting from her affections. “Please show me how much you love them...”
She happily obeyed my request by rapidly peppering my chest with gentle kisses, her hand just as quickly stroking my cock. I groaned her name and ran my fingers into her hair to press her closer to my skin. Warmth flooded every one of my pores, and I had no desire to ever leave this spot. Receiving Zoey's affection was paradise, and while I wasn't sure what I possibly could have done to deserve something so heavenly, I wasn't about to give it up.
My whole body shuddered as her wet tongue left a trail over my nipple, further cementing my conviction to never leave this bed.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Again,” I moaned. “Lick me again...”
I continued shuddering and gasping as she focused her mouth on my nipple, licking and sucking the skin with force she normally reserved for my neck. I'd never asked her to focus here before; I didn't even consider trying. But now that I had her soft tongue circling the sensitive bud, I could never turn back.
“Don't stop,” I panted. “Stay there... wow, I didn't know I liked this...” I shifted back, arching slightly, but her mouth remained attached to me. “Is this what it feels like when I kiss your breasts...?”
She popped her mouth off my skin and flicked her tongue against my nipple. “You sound like you can barely breathe,” she said.
“I can't.” As dire as that sounded, an irreversible smile plastered my face; I see no downside to Zoey knocking the wind out of me with her kisses. “Your hand is helping that.”
“So I guess it's the same as you sucking my breasts and fingering me.” With that, she reclaimed my nipple in her mouth and sucked my skin even harder. Her hand tightened around my shaft as firmly as she could, and with that, I let myself go. No more thoughts. All I had to do was lean back and bask in this.
My entire body had been tensing throughout most of this, but now the bulk of that tension coiled within my abdomen. Now that I'd gotten past my brief anxieties, everything that tension implied remained strictly pleasurable. My smile finally faded; I couldn't even focus enough to maintain that anymore. She wrapped her free arm around me and pulled my torso closer to her, and in this new position, the tip of my cock rubbed against her stomach as she stroked me. Beautifully smooth skin, teasing the most sensitive part of my body... if only I could move a little lower...
A cry I can't begin to put into letters leaped out of my throat as my rationality drained. This intoxicating tension was the only thing that existed, and I couldn't handle much more of it; every touch brought me closer and closer to bursting. I panted rapidly, making breaths so quick and short that they must not have done my lungs much use.
She sucked my chest even harder and dug her fingertips into my back.
God, she knew exactly how to make me cum.
There was no way around it; within seconds, I'd cum just for her. Loud howls from my lungs, white pearls dripping down her hand, I was gonna cum, I couldn't stop-
As my cock throbbed in her hand, I bit down hard on my lower lip and moaned through my rapid panting. Can't stop, gonna cum, she's making me wanna cum-
Just as I prepared to unleash all that tightly wound tension, she grabbed my face in both of her hands and roughly kissed my mouth. As my hormones tried in disappointment to comprehend what just happened, I slipped my arms inside her robe to wrap my arms around her and pulled her in close. She sat in my lap, her slit pressed against the underside of my shaft, as I hummed into her mouth and eagerly returned her kiss.
“I knew you were getting close,” she explained after reluctantly pulling away from me. “You always start breathing like that.”
“Sorry for getting carried away,” I said, my face flushing. “I know I keep saying I've gotta save it, but man... that was unbelievable, Zo.”
“If I knew you made noises like that when your nipple was sucked, I would have tried that a long time ago!” she said. “You sound really cute when you're turned on.”
“Do I?” I asked with a grin. When she nodded, I squeezed and kissed her again. “You do, too,” I said, my mouth as close to hers as it could be without actually continuing our kiss. “Can I hear some of those noises?” I gently sucked her lower lip as I tried pulling her robe off, but with her hands still holding my face, I couldn't move it much further. “Let's take this off. I wanna see you, I wanna touch you... please, Zoey...” I started panting again, not nearly as roughly as I did during her handjob, but just the thought of playing with her body took my breath away and made it somewhat difficult to think clearly. Once she removed her hands from my face, I pulled the robe down again, and this time it slid off her arms with ease. She withdrew her arms from the robe and sat up so it wasn't trapped underneath her, then tossed it onto the floor with my own clothes. At the sight of her naked body, I couldn't help myself anymore; I pounced, kissing her hard and pushing her down to the bed. My fingers clutched the sheets as I pushed my body even closer to hers, pressing my chest into her heavenly breasts. She ran her hands up and down my back as she kissed me with equal furor, moaning and breathing heavily. This was almost too much... I wanted her, I wanted to grab her waist and plunge deep inside her that very instant-
“Mike...” she whispered, out of breath, once our kiss ended. Her hands flattened against my lower back, and she thrust her waist up toward me, causing us both to gasp in unison.
“Are you getting excited?” I asked, smiling down at her. “If you wanna have sex right now, we can. Let's do it.”
“Did you still want to try anal?” she asked.
“Heh, well... yeah, I'd love that,” I admitted. “But you're getting so into this, so if you're impatient... it's not like I'd only be settling if we did it like normal. That's amazing too. I just want you. I don't care how, as long as you love it as much as I do.” As I spoke, my erection throbbed, complaining about the current lack of contact. At her word, I'd gladly sink deep into her folds if it meant satisfying this building ache.
“I've been excited about this all week,” she told me. “I'm not turning back now unless you've really changed your mind.” She kissed my nose, and even that innocent action weakened my knees.
“In that case...” I sat up, unfortunately breaking my contact with her, although that void was somewhat eased by the better view this position gave me of her perky breasts, her curvy hips, her strong thighs...
Kissing every inch of her wouldn't have been a bad idea right then, but I couldn't procrastinate any longer.
“Get on your hands and knees, and I'll get you ready,” I said.
“We can take it slow, right?” she said as she got into position.
“As slow as you need,” I assured her. Once she knelt in front of me, I moved on top of her to kiss her neck and gently massage her breasts. She moaned softly and squirmed underneath me as my lips repeatedly brushed her skin.
“I wasn't lying when I said you're cute when you're turned on,” I said with a laugh.
“And I'm just getting started,” she said. “Go lower... I'm really eager for this...”
“Anything for you.” With a final kiss to her neck, I moved my mouth to her back and focused my attention on her spine. As I slowly kissed my way across her warm skin, scented with the same strawberry fragrance as her hair, I drummed my fingers down her sides, making both actions at an almost glacial pace.
“That tickles!” she squealed. “Keep going...”
My hands reached their destination first. I gripped her waist tightly and slightly pushed and pulled at her, the same action I usually took when we made love in this position.
“I can't wait to do this again,” I said on one of my pulls. “Pulling you against me, feeling your waist bouncing against mine...” I circled my tongue against her lower back and panted against her skin. “I need you so much...”
“I need you too,” she whispered through her gasps as she thrust back against me. “Please touch me...”
“More than happy to.” I massaged her hips, circling my palms against her skin, and lifted my head to get a good look at what I'd reached. Zoey's large, round ass greeted my eyesight, and a hundred perverted thoughts flooded my head at once. As much as I honestly loved her heart and soul, my hormones had held the same base instincts ever since I was a young teenager, and nothing made those senseless feelings more apparent than when I got a peek at her ass.
I can be such a stupid, stereotypical guy sometimes.
I moved my hands to her cheeks and squeezed, my blood warming at the feeling of her plump flesh in my hands. “Wow, you feel nice...” I said as I massaged her the same way I massaged her hips. “Do you like this?”
“Mmm-hmm...” She circled her hips against my hands, moving in rhythm with my massages. As I stroked her, I gently parted her cheeks to catch a glimpse inside. Her pink, puckered hole greeted me, inviting me to have my way with her.
“You've never had anything inside here before?” I asked. “Besides when you tried in the shower?”
“Before today, never,” she said. “I've never even masturbated like that. This is gonna be my first time ever.”
Her first... not even a toy beat me to this, and technically, her hand didn't, either, not really... I'd get to feel her as tight as she'd ever been, I'd be the first one to open her up and pleasure her this way...
I groaned happily at that perverted notion.
Of course it didn't matter! It's not like I'd want this any less or think any less of her if she'd slept with someone before me and tried this with them!
But at the same time, the notion of being her first still held an appeal I couldn't possibly deny.
Like I said. Stupid, stereotypical guy.
My hands shaking in anticipation, I removed one from her body so I could grab the lube. After popping off the cap, I held one of her cheeks aside with my other hand to give myself access to her opening, then poured a dollop of lube onto her, watching intently as it dripped down her cheeks. She moaned softly and bucked her waist as the fluid hit her skin. I rested my index finger between her cheeks, not yet penetrating, and slid it up and down, rubbing lube into her entrance. “Tell me how I'm doing.”
“Really good so far...”
“Should I put it in?”
“Please?”
I pushed my fingertip against her opening, not yet pushing hard enough against her resistance to enter her. “Ready?” I asked. “Three, two, one...” I pushed a little harder, slipping my finger inside her ass. Even with the lube, I didn't go in too smoothly, only making it to the first knuckle in one motion. Zoey cried out with my entrance and lowered her head, burying her face in the sheets.
“Zoey?” I asked, my brow furrowing in concern. “You okay?”
“It hurts...” she groaned through labored gasps.
At that word, I instantly pulled my finger back out, not leaving it in long enough to get much of a sense to how she felt inside. “I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! Should we stop?”
“Let's try more lube,” she said. “I don't wanna give up yet.”
“If you're sure...” I squirted some more lube onto her, then rubbed it in, triggering more moans that thankfully sounded much more pleasured than pained. “At least you like it this far, right...?”
“I love it...” she said. “And I do want more... let's try again.”
I pressed my finger against her hole again and drew circles against it. “Okay... three, two, one...” With my circles, I burrowed my way inside her, not making it any deeper than last time, though at least now it went in easier. “Is this better?”
“Mmm...”
“Zoey?”
“Yes...” she said. “Sorry, trying to get used to it... don't move...”
“Got it.” I held my finger in place as her tight hole gripped it, unwilling to let it go. She radiated such heat inside, even hotter than when I'd finger her pussy.
God, this was even better than I imagined.
“Okay, let's go.”
At her word, I pushed deeper into her hot cavern, my breath skipping at the sight of her opening up for me. After reaching the second knuckle, I stopped to check in. “How's it feel?”
“Weird,” she admitted. “Weird, but... I think I like it... keep moving...”
“Okay. Tell me what you need. Change depth, change speed, give you more lube... anything I need to change, just let me know.” I withdrew my finger up to my first knuckle, then pushed it back in to the second. “You're so tight...”
“That's a good thing?” she asked after yet another moan.
“A great thing.” I continued thrusting my finger in and out of her, swirling it around as I did. “Don't know how we're gonna have sex like this, though... it seems like even this is pushing you to your limit.”
“I'll get used to it,” she said.
“But I don't want you to just be used to it, okay? I want you to love this. This is for you, too.” I pushed my finger deeper inside, stretching her that bit more. “So don't tell me what you can stand, tell me what you love.” I gripped her ass in my other hand as my finger pumped in and out of her, by now pushing the entire way in despite the resistance. “Doing okay?”
She answered with a loud moan.
“That a yes?”
“Yes,” she gasped. “It's making me want more... can you kiss me, too?”
“Of course, sweetheart. Where?”
“Anywhere...” she groaned. Being intimate with her was always hottest when she could barely speak anymore... “I just want your mouth...”
I ran my hand down to a lower part of her cheek to give my mouth room to suck her skin. She squealed and jerked as I kissed this personal part of her, all the while not slowing down my finger's work on her tight, wet hole. The longer I worked, the easier my movements got, and the clearer her moans became. No longer did she seem unsure whether or not to enjoy this. The cries that currently rang out were unarguably of pleasure, and I took no issue with continuing anything that made her moan like that, even through an act like this. It seemed so wrong, having my hand and mouth this close to an area like this... but my finger moved so easily now, her moans only grew louder, and god, the heat from her body... I could never, ever refuse this.
After leaving my mark on her flesh, I kissed my way down her body, moving from her ass to her leg. She squealed as I nipped her inner thigh, one of the most sensitive spots on her body.
“Mike!” she called. “Don't move, stay there... kiss me right there...”
I continued kissing and nipping her thigh, making her legs tremble. “Are you having trouble staying up?” I asked. “Do you need to lie down?”
“I'm fine,” she insisted. “I'll be fine as long as you don't stop...”
“What about my finger?” I asked. All her resistance had ceased; my index finger now probed her with just as much ease as it usually did with her lower lips. “Still enjoying this?”
“Oh, yes, yes!” she cried. “Mike, I... I want...” She trailed off for another gasp.
“What do you want?” I asked. “Please tell me. I'll do anything.”
“I want... more...” Her legs kept trembling beneath her, even though I wasn't kissing her at the moment. “Can you put another finger in?”
“If that's what you want.” I pulled my finger out of her halfway and held it there while I rubbed her rim with my middle finger. “Here it comes... say yes or no...” I popped my middle finger inside along with my index, and instantly pushed it in to the same depth. I struggled more to push that deep than my index finger alone had, but it at least went smoother than my first attempt overall. “Is that better, or is it too much?”
“Better!” she moaned. “Oh god... Mike, you're so good at this...”
I thanked her for the compliment by kissing her thigh again as I resumed thrusting my fingers inside of her. “I wonder if I can get them both all the way in. Would you want that?”
“Uh-huh...”
I pushed inside her, slowly going deeper, as I sucked on her shivering thigh. She constantly called my name, her voice high pitched from her moans, until both of my fingers were buried all the way inside her ass. I curled them toward the bottom, and her hips bucked toward me.
Finally satisfied that she was having fun with this and I didn't need to stop for a check-in every time I moved, I steadily fingered her, moving slowly as to not hurt her. Even with my slow movements, her encouraging moans assured me that this was enough to arouse her. I ran my tongue up her leg, getting closer and closer to the wonderful scent emanating from between her legs.
Her aroused scent was even better than strawberries.
“I want to taste you,” I said, my voice husky with lust. “Would that be okay?”
Her next moan sounded nothing like refusal, so I dipped my tongue between her swollen pink lips. She rocked her hips up and down, seemingly unsure whether to press against my fingers or my tongue, as I ran my tongue between her folds. Her sweet honey flowed over my tongue, and I eagerly flicked it against her, desperate to fill my mouth with her taste. I filled her ass with both of my fingers and pressed down while my tongue pressed up against her, and the moans that filled the room in that moment could have pushed someone with less control over their arousal right off the edge.
My own control struggled, for that matter; as she cried out, I thrust my waist down, imagining her making those sounds while we made love. If I had her wrapped around my shaft in that moment, I'm certain I wouldn't have survived.
“Hey, Zoey?” I asked, my nose still close enough to her folds to savor her scent. “I think I read that someone should be able to take three fingers before having anal sex. Should we try that now? Or do you need more time?”
“Try it,” she said. “I really like this, so I wanna try more...”
“Okay. If you need me to stop-”
“Then I'll tell you,” she said, laughing as best as she could with her breaths this rough. “I know, Mike. You worry about me too much.”
“It's better than me not worrying about you enough,” I said as I sat up and grabbed the lube bottle. “I won't be that guy who pressures you into something just because I want it. I've gotta check in before I do anything. Let me worry, okay?” I smiled down at her, despite her not being able to see me from this angle; hopefully she heard it in my voice and didn't think I was upset...
“Fine, fine,” she said, still laughing. “I'll let you worry so I can tell you it's okay.”
“That's exactly what I need to hear.” I thrust my two fingers in and out of her as I squeezed more lube onto her, working the fluid as deep inside her as I could reach. “We still have plenty of lube left, so don't be shy about asking for more.” Once my fingers moved inside her with minimal resistance, I set the bottle back down and stroked her rim with my ring finger. “I'm gonna push in... three, two, one...” I took a deep breath as I pushed my third finger inside her, positioned so all three fingers formed a triangle, and exhaled a shaking moan as she stretched open to take me inside. She threw her head back and howled, so I stopped moving, all three fingers only halfway inside her, and waited until she could respond to this.
“Zoey-”
“Mike! Mike!”
“Zoey, are you okay?!” I asked, panic settling in my heart. “What happened? Did I hurt you? Do I need to pull out?”
“No! Don't pull out!” she cried as she lowered her head back to the mattress. “Don't ever pull out...”
My emotions perked up at those words. “So, you... you like this?”
“Yes!”
My heart fluttered hard enough to burst out my chest if it so wished. “Then in that case...” In and out my fingers went, moving almost tortuously slowly, opening Zoey's beautiful ass just for me. I had to briefly wonder how she could stand this... yes, it looked hot, but did she really enjoy this...?
“Don't stop...” she said. “I need you...”
Oh god, she did enjoy this.
I pushed deeper with every inward stroke, and I lowered my head back down to bury my face in her folds once more. “You're amazing,” I whispered after kissing her lower lips. “I can't get enough of you...” I got her body to resume its earlier shivers by licking between her folds again, paying special affection to her opening. I moaned against her as I dug my tongue inside her, my fingers not stopping their attention to her other hole.
“Mike...” she groaned. “Keep it up... and I... might cum...”
“I swear I won't stop until that happens.” I sucked her lips, puffy and hot with her arousal, and lovingly bathed them with my tongue. Undignified slurping sounds emerged from my mouth as I sucked her natural fluids off her, but I couldn't care less about dignity; nothing about this was dignified. It didn't matter. As long as I had her, nothing else mattered.
With one good push, I had three fingers as deep inside her as they could possibly reach. I lightly swirled them around in an attempt at pleasure. “Zoey? If you're doing okay, give me a good moan.”
A crystal clear moan drifted through the room and settled beautifully in my ears.
“That's a definite yes.” I pulled out and pushed back in, earning me another moan. “Keep moaning, sweetheart... you sound so nice...” I resumed tonguing her vaginal opening, intent on not moving from this spot until she was fully satisfied. To help her along, I pressed two fingers on my free hand against her clit and rubbed circles into it.
With that, she went past the point of no return. I didn't hear another word from her; all I could hear were her loud, passionate moans, moans I usually only heard on nights where we were particularly rough.
I had no reason to discourage more of those beautiful moans.
Faster and faster my probing fingers moved, getting her ass more and more used to entry; and now that she was used to it, she couldn't get enough. Wet, sloppy sounds rang out each time I dug in all the way, a sound I wanted to keep on hearing. I couldn't move as fast as I usually did when fingering her pussy, but it still amazed me that I could go this far with her during her very first time.
Her ass clamped down so tightly around my fingers that I couldn't move them anymore, trapping my hand inside her blistering heat. She rapidly panted through her teeth, and I knew exactly what that meant. I dug my tongue inside her and hummed, waiting eagerly for the bomb to drop, and inwardly pleaded words I'd gladly to say to her if I didn't currently have my mouth full.
Cum for me, sweetheart, please cum, I love when you cum, I need to make you cum-
Her legs wobbled frantically enough that I thought she'd fall as she gushed her hot fluid inside my mouth. Even if the taste wasn't something I'd seek out for its own merit, knowing it was hers meant I'd happily drink from this fountain forever. Her cum soaked my lips and dripped down my chin, and yet, once her body finally calmed, I still felt as if I didn't get enough. While I waited for her breathing to relax, I withdrew from her folds and licked my lips clean of her taste. If I gave in to temptation, I would have dove in to suck up some more of her nectar, but I knew she needed some time to calm down. Besides, while I could happily stay down here all night, giving her orgasm after orgasm as best as my tongue could provide, there were other things I wanted to move on to as well. Instead, I sat up and took a good look at her body. As I withdrew my fingers from her, she moaned softly from that final bit of sensation. Her opening gaped for a brief moment before shrinking closed like it was before we began this. Lube dripped out of her and smeared over her cheeks, the same way her cum now stained her thighs.
God, why was this so hot? The light making her wet skin shimmer, her soaked thighs giving clear evidence of how I pleased her... I love her, and in that moment, I needed her...
“Wow...” she said with a laugh as her breath returned to her. “That was... wow...” She collapsed fully onto the bed and laughed again. “I can't believe I did that...”
“How was it?” I asked as I reached back to grab a tissue from her bedside table. Slime coated my fingers, both from the lube and from fluids I'd rather not think too hard about, and I really wanted to get cleaned off before doing anything else.
“Awesome,” she said. “It did hurt a little... but it also felt great. I can get used to it.”
“So, you wanna do more?” I asked as I threw the tissue away, my hand as clean as I'd get it in these circumstances. “I'd really love to have sex with you right now. Not that you have to!” I insisted. “If you need to relax, you can. Of course you can! But if you want to start... I'm ready. I've been ready. So... tell me when.”
“Now would be good,” she said. “How should we do this? I wanna face you...”
“Maybe you should get on top,” I said. “You should get more control over this than I do.” After she pushed herself back up on her knees, I leaned back on the bed, slipping my legs between hers as I did so. She turned around to face me and locked her eyes with mine. Her face held a small smile, but despite it, I could tell she was trembling and breathing a bit heavier than usual, and I had my doubts those breaths were entirely from exertion.
“You okay?” I asked.
“I'm fine,” she said. “You keep asking that.”
“I just wanna be sure.”
She giggled lightly, then leaned down to briefly kiss my mouth. “And I just want to let you know I'm fine.” She kissed me again, firmer this time, and combed her fingers through my hair, lightly tugging it and massaging my scalp just like I loved. I ran my hands down her back as I returned her kiss, entranced by how smooth and warm her body was. Holding her in my arms made it clearer that her body shivered, and even with our mouths locked, I could hear her breathing heavily through her nose.
To be honest, she wasn't the only one shaking from nerves right now...
She moaned and pressed deeper into our kiss once my hands found her ass. I tightly gripped the plump flesh, soaked and slippery from the lube I earlier smeared against her, and rubbed circles into it, smearing lube into areas it didn't reach earlier. As I stroked her, I pulled her down and thrust my waist up to stroke between her cheeks with my erection. She suddenly withdrew from our kiss with a gasp, but kept her eyes locked with mine as she lightly panted.
“This feels great already,” I said with a laugh as I rubbed against her ass. “God, Zoey, I want you more than anything right now...” I lifted my head to gently kiss her ear and nip at her lobe, drawing yet another soft moan from her. “Do you want me, too?” I whispered directly in her ear.
“Of course,” she said as she pressed her ass against my shaft. “I'm ready, so whenever you want to... please, Mike...”
I kept one hand on her ass, but moved the other down to my erection to hold it still, and lowered my head back to the pillow so I could see her face. I rubbed my tip against her slick asshole, shuddering in pleasure and anticipation as I did so. “I can't wait... I'm gonna push in...” At the same time, I pushed her ass down toward my and pressed my tip against her hole. After a moment's resistance, my cock head slipped inside her, and her body jolted up as she howled.
“Mike!” she screamed before her voice gave way to a series of rough, ragged breaths.
“It's okay, it's okay...” I assured her as I stroked her back. “I don't want to hurt you... pull off if you need to...”
She didn't pull off of me, but she didn't push down any further, either. Instead, she lay on top of me and buried her face in the pillow, right by my own head.
“Zoey...” I whispered as I continued stroking her. “I love you...” We remained still for a moment to give her time to adjust. My cock throbbed inside her tight, hot body, feeling this much more intensely than my fingers did. I only had my head in, and already I had to fight the urge to cum inside her. “You feel incredible... move whenever you want...”
Zoey's gasps shuddered as she moved back, taking more of me inside her and making me yelp in pleasure. “Oh...” Slowly, she rocked back and forth, taking a small section of my length in and out of her body. Even with this limited movement, this was still the best I'd felt all night. “You're so hard...”
“Because of you,” I told her through heavy breaths as I wrapped my arms tighter around her torso. “Keep going...”
She pushed herself up with her hands, clutching the pillow on either side of my head, and smiled down at me as she made love to me. I kept hugging her as close as I could while still looking into her eyes and grinned back at her.
“Zoey, yes...” Instinctively, I wanted to thrust up inside her, bury myself down to my hilt, pound inside of her with the same intensity she loved in her pussy... but I couldn't. I needed to work slowly here. I could never, ever hurt her; she needed to enjoy this just as much as I did, or else there was no point.
But god, the instant she could handle it, I wanted to make her scream...
She gasped again as she took me in deeper, and clutched the pillow even tighter. “Oh, god...” she moaned. “This is great...” She leaned down to kiss my mouth, giving me brief, rapid kisses in rhythm with her thrusts. I grabbed her hair and pulled her in during one of her kisses, not willing to let her go. Her waist kept moving against me as I slipped my tongue into her mouth and caressed her own. She kept taking me deeper and deeper with every thrust, until...
“Mmm!” I screamed into her mouth, but didn't dare withdraw from her kiss, as her body enveloped my entire shaft. Her ass pulsed around my length, constantly gripping and releasing, shooting its heat throughout my throbbing cock. After holding the position for a few seconds, she broke the kiss and looked into my eyes again. “You're so tight...” I squeaked, my voice a bit higher than usual. “I love this...”
“I love it, too,” she breathed as she resumed her thrusts, still moving slowly. She didn't pull me out very far before pushing all the way back down, but her thrusts were still enough to knock the wind out of me every time she took me all the way in. She moved down to kiss me again, and I ran my hands down her body as she did. My nails lightly grazed her skin as we kissed, our tongues entwining, our breaths shooting into each others' mouths. During a break between our kiss, I dug my fingers into her back and nipped at her lower lip.
“Mike!” She laughed as best as she could with me lightly sucking her lip, and her waist picked up a little pace. I lowered my head back to the pillow and smiled up at her as she rode me. My eyes didn't lock onto her face this time; instead, I focused on her breasts, her stiff nipples, swaying hypnotically in rhythm with her thrusts...
“Mike, you're so hot...”
“I am?” Her words snapped me out of my thoughts; for a moment, I got lost in the sight and feel of her and forgot how to think. But even after getting dragged back to reality, I still couldn't keep my eyes off those breasts...
“Of course!” she said. “I like this view...” She stroked my chest with one hand, paying particular attention to one of my nipples, and pet my hair with her other hand. “You've got a great body...” She kissed my forehead, then lifted her head again. “Watching you breathe like that is pretty hot, too...”
Breathe like that? Well, she was right that my breathing wasn't standard; I hadn't breathed normally since she entered the room, really. My chest rose and fell under her hand more rapidly than it usually would, and I'm sure my face also showed a bit of strain. I couldn't keep my eyes open all the way, for starters; all she had to do was move in the right way, and they'd shut for a moment-
I hissed through my teeth and threw my head back, my eyes shut tight, when she pressed all the way down and ground her body into my hips.
Yes, just the right way...
I slowly opened my eyes again; as difficult as this was, I couldn't miss out on the sight of her. She panted somewhat heavier than I did, probably because she was the one actually moving, as tiny beads of sweat dripped down her forehead. I ran my hands even further down her back, still slightly scratching at her skin, until I could wrap my hands around her hips.
“Want some help?” I asked. “You look like you're getting worn out.”
“Go slow?”
“You set the pace, and I'll match.” I gripped her hips even tighter, then thrust up as she thrust down, sending myself all the way inside her body. Both of us cried out together, and I kept myself inside her, still pushing against her even though I had nothing left to give.
“Mike, Mike, Mike...” She kept gasping my name through her labored breathing. I lowered my waist back down to the bed, then thrust up again. “Mike!”
“Keep going?”
“Please keep going!”
Of course I couldn't disappoint her... with my hands on her hips and her palms pressed against my chest, we moved our waists opposite of each other, pulling my cock halfway out of her body before slipping it back inside her again. We moved even slower than the first time we ever had sex together, but I didn't need speed. What I needed was that velvety feeling wrapped around me. How tightly she gripped my cock, and yet at the same time, how relatively easily I could thrust inside her.
And dear god, how hot she felt inside. I loved her pussy and would surely make love to her that way a thousand times more, but I never felt this warm during sex before...
I tilted my head back and closed my eyes again, and this time, I didn't come back right away. We'd finally gotten into a good rhythm, and I didn't want to lose it. I could have lay there forever, feeling her squeezing my cock so tightly, hearing those cute squeals every time I went deep...
My eyes shut even tighter and my teeth clenched as heat pooled between my legs. This was so good... too good... I wasn't gonna last...
“Z-Zoey!” I gasped. “Zoey, stop!”
“Huh?!” Instantly she held still, still wrapped around me. Her ass still worked wonders on my erection, but with her no longer moving, I at least stood a chance.
“I don't wanna finish yet...” I said. “You're great, but can I have a break?”
“Of course!” She pulled off of me before the words fully left her mouth, then sat back so she rested on my thighs. I pushed myself up with my arms so I could sit up. We both still panted from our exertion, but just as quickly as pleasure took me, if left me again, returning me somewhat to normal.
Arousal still held my mind, though, and that wouldn't be satisfied so easily.
“Oh, Zoey...” I gently wrapped my arms around her and used her to pull myself further up into a sitting position. With a soft smile, she lightly traced my jaw with her fingertips, lovingly stroking the newly-shaved skin.
After returning her smile, I lunged forward and kissed her with enough force to knock her back onto the bed. She squealed as she went down, but it didn't stop her from gripping my hair and flicking her tongue against mine as I kissed her.
“I love when you surprise me like that,” she said, giggling.
I returned her laughter. “What can I say? You're just so cute. I can't look at you for very long without wanting to kiss you...” I sat up to give myself a better view of her torso. “It makes me want to do other things, too...”
“You're ready to keep going already?” she asked. “I don't mind that.”
I shook my head. “Zoey, two more thrusts and I'm done. This is just that intense. But...” I settled between her legs and started massaging her thighs. “I still want to be inside you. I really wanna know what it'll feel like if you cum while I'm in you like that. You got so tight around my hand, so I wonder... can I try that?”
“How?”
“Well, I'll push inside your ass again...” In the middle of my sentence, I rested my thumb on her clit and rubbed it in small circles. “And while I'm in you...”
She moaned and pressed against my thumb as I touched her. “Yes, please...”
I moved my hands back to her legs, though that did nothing to stop her anticipatory breaths. I lifted her legs up so her feet rested on my shoulders, then scooted my waist forward. “Ready?” After she nodded, I grabbed my cock and pressed against her ass. Just like last time, it took a moment for her to accept me, and she moaned loudly once I pushed my tip inside her, though not as loudly as last time.
“I'm getting used to this...” she said.
“It's not hurting you anymore?” I asked.
She shook her head. “I still want you to go slow, but just having you in me doesn't hurt at all. I love this, Mike... I love you...”
“Hopefully I can make you love this even more.” I gripped her legs as I pushed deeper inside her, groaning in pleasure as I did. “Even if you're getting used to it, you haven't gotten any less tight...” After pushing all the way in, I paused to regain my bearings; this hadn't gotten old yet, this was still too good... I could have finished right there...
Despite temptation, I managed to hold back and not cum inside her just yet. Once I was sure I wouldn't finish early, I gently drummed my fingertips down her leg, tickling and teasing her flesh, while I kept clutching her leg with my other hand. She squirmed her waist against me, which didn't exactly help my self-control, but somehow, I didn't finish there.
“Miiike...” she whined, still smiling. “You're a tease...”
“It's only fair. You teased me earlier,” I said.
She answered me with a giggle. “Yeah, that's true.”
I stopped moving my hand down, and instead drew circles against her inner thigh with my fingertip. “What do you want me to do instead?” I asked. “If this is teasing...”
“You know what I want...”
“Tell me,” I said. “I wanna hear you say it.”
“I want you to rub my clit.”
I shuddered at the sound of those words. “I'll do that whenever you ask...” I resumed running my hand down her leg, still keeping my touch slow and fleeting, but I was close enough to my goal that it didn't take me long to reach it. I pet her swollen lips between two fingers, delighting in the sounds she made as I did. “I love how wet you are...” It made sense that she was this soaked; she did climax earlier.
What would she feel like down here if I made her cum again?
I shifted my hand so that my thumb rested between her folds and gently rubbed between them, coating my entire thumb in her warm fluids. My breathing picked up, and I thrust once inside her before catching myself. No, couldn't finish now, had to keep going, had to keep loving her... I turned my head and kissed her leg as I ran my thumb upward.
“Closer...” she gasped. “Keep going, please keep- oh!” She squealed and clutched the sheets once I pressed my thumb against her hood.
“There?” I asked, still kissing her leg.
“Yes! Mike... kiss me, touch me... I love you so much...”
“I love you too,” I said, panting against her skin, before moving back in to suck and nip at her. I pushed my thumb down to press her clit harder through her hood, and rubbed back and forth, making her moan louder and louder with every movement.
“Don't stop!” she cried. “Mike! I wanna cum!”
If that was what she wanted, then of course she could have it. I pushed my waist against her and rubbed against her skin, not actually thrusting inside her, but trying to add even more sensation to what I already gave her. Her ass momentarily clenched around me, causing me to hiss and accidentally scrape my teeth against her skin from the shock, but she didn't seem to mind that.
“You getting close, sweetheart?” I asked. I didn't need to ask to know; even without looking at her, I could tell from her trembles and moans that she couldn't come back down if she wanted.
And I'd be the one to get her even higher.
“Please cum,” I said, my voice rough from my breaths. “I want you to cum...”
“M... Mi-” She sounded like she was trying to call my name, but each time she tried, I'd push down on her clit until she cut herself off with a scream. I winced as she clenched again, and this time, she didn't loosen up a moment later. This was tighter than I could take, the pleasure was almost criminal, I wanted to burst right there-
One wordless scream from her later, and she tightened up enough to push me out of her. As she tightened and screamed, her lower lips gushed, squirting my stomach with her fluids.
“Zoey!” I exclaimed with a laugh. I kissed her leg once more, then turned to look back down at her. She gasped as her body jerked, her pussy still quivering and dripping, though no longer with enough force to squirt. As her body slowed down, I rested her legs on the bed and backed away to give her some space. She lay there gasping, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her bright red hair sprawled out on the mattress.
How did I get so lucky to be here with her like this?
“Sorry for squirting you...” she said with a laugh.
“Are you kidding?” I said. “That was the hottest part!”
“Really?”
“Of course!” I lay down by her side and hugged her close while I rapidly pecked her skin with kisses, targeting random areas between her ear and the side of her neck, occasionally licking up the droplets of sweat that had formed. She squirmed and giggled as I kissed her, but made no effort to get away; if anything, she pressed herself into my kisses. “I love it when you cum,” I whispered in her ear before kissing it. “Knowing I can make that happen for you... it's really hot...”
She turned so that she faced me rather than lie on her back, then wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my shoulder. “You're so good to me, Mike... thank you...”
“You deserve it.” I closed my eyes and gently pet her hair and her back as she relaxed in my arms. Neither of us spoke in that moment; words wouldn't have accomplished anything. For the time being, I just wanted to enjoy her. Her body's warmth, her scent, the sound of her breathing... minutes passed in silence and stillness, with no need for either of us to change that.
“Mike?” she asked quietly, finally breaking the silence.
“Hm?” I hadn't quite come out of my relaxed state yet, so I wasn't fully focused on her words as much as I was on her existence. I could have lay there forever... lay there in her safety and never let her go...
“Wanna do it one more time?”
My erection twitched and I took a deep breath at that suggestion. Okay. Maybe I could let go of her for that.
“What position?” I asked. “Anything you want.”
“Wanna get on top this time?”
My cock gave yet another twitch, desperate to fill this particular request.
“Yes. Yes please.” I let go of her so she could get up. As she crawled to the head of the bed, I expected her to lay her head on the pillows and spread her legs for me. Then I'd get on top of her and kiss her fiercely as I pushed inside her, thrusting deeper and deeper, making her want to scream if it didn't mean removing her tongue from my mouth... her hips thrusting against mine, her nails raking down my back... I prepared myself to pounce on her as soon as her head hit the bed, impatient for when we could begin.
But that wasn't the position she chose. Instead, with her ass facing me, she grabbed the top bar of her bed's headboard and pulled herself up on her knees. She looked back at me and smiled as she waved her soaked ass, wiggling her soaked cheeks before my eyes.
“This is your favorite position, right?”
I couldn't answer with anything more helpful than a squeak. I slowly crawled toward her, my limbs shaking so hard they hurt. Surely this was a dream? Surely I wasn't about to mount Zoey like this? We'd had sex plenty of times like this, but was I really about to try anal like this?
I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her neck. “Yeah, this is my favorite way to top you,” I answered. “But you're sure you wanna do it like this? You won't have as much control, and you won't be able to watch me...”
“This is what I want,” she assured me. “I wanna know what it feels like.”
“Tell me how it is. I wanna know if I hurt you... and I really wanna know if you like it.” After one final kiss on her neck, I let go of her, peeling my front from her back where our sweat stuck us together, so I could get more lube. I poured some into my palm, then stroked it into my cock, my eyes locked on her ass as I played with myself.
“Could you bounce your ass again?” I asked. She quickly complied, swaying her hips and entrancing me with the way her flesh shook. “Oh my god...” I gritted my teeth and jerked myself even harder. “God, that's sexy...” After I was satisfactorily lubed up, I got back on top of her. I wrapped one arm around her torso and cupped my hand under her breast, and still gripped my cock in my other hand.
“Are you ready for me?” I asked, breathing heavily in her ear. “I want you, Zoey...” I squeezed and rubbed her breast as I rubbed my tip against her asshole. “Let me have you...”
“G... go for it,” she said through her soft moans. “Please love me...”
“I'll always love you...” I pushed my tip against her hole and gasped. “Here we go...”
She arched her back and moaned as I popped my head inside her body. “Yes... yes, yes, yes...”
“Oh, Zoey...” I leaned back and gripped her hips in both my hands as I steadily pushed inside her, going faster than last time. “Doing okay, baby?”
“Yes!” she cried even louder. “Mike, yes... this is so good...”
“As good as when you were on top of me?” I asked.
“Better!”
“Really? Oh, wow...” I grunted once I pulled her tight ass over my entire cock and held her in place for a bit. “Have I told you how tight you are?” I said with a laugh.
“Plenty of times.” She laughed right back as she rubbed back against me, moving my cock in small circles within her grip.
“Oh god that's awesome...”
“Keep saying it?”
“You're so tight,” I said as I held her waist and pulled her on and off of me. “The way you're squeezing me right now feels amazing... you're making me so hard...”
“Then keep going... let me please you...”
Still holding onto her, I leaned forward to kiss her neck. “I wanna please you, too.” I sped up my pumps inside her, still not as fast as we normally went, but it was still enough to make her moan even louder. “I'll do anything to hear that, that's so hot...”
“Could you hold me?” she asked with what little breath she had.
Eager to please her, I leaned forward and hugged her torso close to my own. As I made love to her, I grabbed her breasts and rubbed them in circles in rhythm with my thrusts. “Like this?”
“Yes! Mike, don't stop!”
“Never.” I steadily picked up my pace, loving her even faster with my hands and waist, as I kissed her neck and ear. “I never wanna stop...”
“Faster!” she cried. “Please, Mike, faster!”
I grunted as I sped up even more, now going almost as fast as I usually did during sex. God, how could I move this fast with her tight body pulling me in like this? I'd pull out to my head, then her ass would pull me right back in as I pushed until I filled her again. Louder and louder she moaned, and her hands gripped the headboard and slammed it into the wall every time I thrust forward.
“You're the best!” she cried out between moans. “Don't stop, don't stop!”
I sucked the side of her neck and grabbed her breasts even harder as I pounded inside her. I was done being overly cautious; I needed to love her, I needed to love her hard, and as long as she kept moaning like that, I had no reason to stop... with each thrust, she cried out another call of “Yes!” or another plea for me to keep going, so clearly she wanted this too.
And I would always give her what she wanted.
Still cupping her breasts with the rest of my fingers, I pinched both of her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and rolled them as I groped her, causing her to moan even faster. Her body shook and her waist thrust back into me, and I matched her moans, utterly lost in the best sex we'd ever had.
She helped make it even better by clenching herself around my cock.
“Fuck!” I howled as her heat throbbed around me, choking me in the best way, before releasing me so I could thrust again. I very rarely swear during sex, but a great move can usually convince me, and hell if that wasn't the most mind-bendingly awesome things I'd ever felt in my life. “Do that again!”
She clenched every time I filled her, then let go long enough for me to thrust a few more times before gripping me again. We soon worked out a wonderful rhythm, each of us working our hardest to please the other. Our moans and screams filled the bedroom, neither of us louder than the other, both of us expressing our enjoyment equally.
“Zoey...” I gasped, panting roughly in her ear. “You're gorgeous... I love you...” I held onto her breast with one hand, but let the other one travel down her body. “I love you... more than anything...” My fingers drifted over her stomach, taking in the sensation of her body quivering under my fingertips, before combing through her curls of hair and finding their true target.
A harsh, wordless gasp shot out from Zoey's mouth as my fingers brushed her clit, and her body curled down, her forehead rested on the headboard. “Oh my god...”
“How's this?” I asked her as I ran my index and middle fingers back and forth, showing equal affection to her clit and her lips. She just got wetter and wetter every time I touched her... my fingers stuck somewhat to her lips from her juices, and I shuddered at the very thought of her honey connecting my fingers to her skin. Her waist's thrusts became more erratic and rough, nearly knocking me off my knees every time she thrust back. I thrust harder against her in turn, my head spinning in excitement. Her screams, her slick folds, her tight hole, her ass smacking against my stomach with every thrust in...
The only reason I lasted that long was from sheer desire to never stop making love to her.
“Hey...” I rubbed my fingers in circles around her vaginal opening, not pushing in, but with how slick she was, it wouldn't have taken much for me to. “Zoey... what if...”
“Mike...”
“Want me to?” I asked. “I'll do it...”
It took her a few seconds to respond with more than gasps. I stopped thrusting to make it easier for her to speak, stopping all the way inside her. After a few more seconds, she finally answered.
“...yeah.”
“All right... let me know how it is...” I circled her opening a bit more, than with two fingers, pushed inside her body. With how slick she was, she accepted my fingers immediately, pulling them in all the way with her usual ease.
“Mike!” She screamed as both of her holes tightened around me, clutching me so hard I could barely move.
“Zoey?” My breathing got harsher and harsher and the thought of what I'd just done, but I needed to be sure-
“Fuck me, Mike!”
Oh my god.
I pulled my fingers and cock halfway out of her at once, then slammed them back inside her at once. “Like that, baby?” I whispered in her ear, still gasping so hard I nearly choked.
“Yes! Mike, you're amazing!”
“You are too... this is so hot, I can't hold on forever... what should I do when I cum? Should I pull out?”
“No...” she said. “Stay inside me...”
Did I hear that right? “You want me... to cum inside you like this...?”
“Yeah... I don't want you to pull out until you have to...”
The prospect she just offered me provided me with a new burst of energy. I picked up the pace with my hand and my waist, quickly reaching a pace only slightly slower than how we normally had sex. She squirmed and screamed underneath me as I worked on her, easily arousing every sense I possessed. Her voice calling my name swirled in the air, mixed with the metal headboard rapidly slamming against the wall as I rammed into her. I curled my fingers deep inside her, and groaned whenever I pulled them out and felt her cum dripping down my fingers. Sweat poured down my face as I got more and more lost in her, but despite the exertion, I had no intent of easing up. I couldn't ease up if I tried. Her breast in my hand, her holes tightening around me even tighter than if I just admired one hole, I could barely take this-
“I wanna cum! I wanna cum!”
I could hold on a little longer.
“You're so sexy,” I groaned. “I wanna make you cum. Cum with me, Zoey!”
Her next shout might have been my name, but it came so garbled through her heavy breaths that I couldn't tell. I latched my mouth onto her shoulder and sucked, intent on leaving a mark for her to remember this by. Most of my self-control had left me; a single animal instinct remained in my mind, and the only way to satisfy that desire was to keep pounding inside her until I couldn't take anymore.
“Fuck!” she howled as both of her holes clenched. “Fuck me, Mike! Fuck me, fuck me-”
Her words trailed off and shook, shaking along with the rest of her body, as her third climax of the night claimed her, squirting her juices all over my hand and wrist.. Once again her body tried to eject me, but this time, I wasn't giving in so easy. I pushed in harder, desperate to keep my promise and not stop loving her until I was ready. Beautiful tension coiled in my groin, filling me with glorious heat... I'd fulfill that promise very, very soon.
A handful of thrusts later, my own orgasm bowled me over. I screamed a muffled scream with her shoulder still in my mouth as my cock, not much deeper inside her than the head, poured shot after forceful shot of cum deep inside of her ass. I trembled against her as I emptied out inside her, her tightness squeezing out every drop I had, and just as quickly as my orgasm started, it faded away, returning my mind to a state where I could actually think straight. My now-limp cock slipped out of her, but I kept my fingers inside her pussy and my hand wrapped around her breast. She went limp in my arms, and we both gasped for breath in unison; I can't speak for her, but my own breaths had gotten so rough that they hurt my throat.
“...Zoey?” I croaked, barely able to use my voice at this point. “Did you like that?”
“I loved it,” she said. “I can barely move...”
I pulled off of her, causing one more moan from her as I removed my fingers from her pussy, and took a good look at her body. Her hair stuck to the sides of her face with her sweat, sweat that also glistened across her back; given how closely I held her, some of that sweat was probably mine. Her ass and thighs still shimmered like before, with lube and sweat and her own cum, not a combination that sounded appealing when put that way, but given what it all represented...
I shuddered at the sight of my white sperm dripping out of her ass and running down her thighs. If I wasn't already exhausted, my erection probably would have popped up for round two in response to that...
She let go of the headboard and turned around to face me, a weak, tired smile on her face. I reached my arms out as she crawled toward me and pulled her in so she could settle in my lap and rest against my shoulder. I did my best effort to ease my breathing as I hugged and stroked her; we may have been a mess after doing something incredibly deviant by our standards, but I wanted to at least pretend that now was a good opportunity for relaxation.
“Would you do that again?” I asked.
“Definitely,” she answered. “Not too often... it takes a lot out of me... but when we want to change it up...”
“I can't wait for next time,” I said as I kissed the top of her head. “That was so much fun...”
“Was it everything you wanted it to be?”
“Everything and more.”
I slowly rocked her as we sat, and my eyes slowly began drifting shut. After that, all I wanted was a long nap to recover... a nap, of course, with her naked body cuddled up to mine, both of us wrapped in blankets, neither of us having to leave each others' embrace for a few hours at least...
“Hey, Mike?”
“Hm?” I asked, half-awake. Sleeping with Zoey by my side, both of us basking in the afterglow of our orgasms... yes, that'd be such a good way to bond with her...
“I think I need another shower already.”
I looked down her back and laughed; despite how much I admired the stains on her body immediately after sleeping with her, I could see why she wouldn't want to go to sleep like that. “If you want to, go ahead.” I kissed her head again, then let go of her so she could get going. I considered getting a head start on sleep as she got up and headed for the door, but before she could close it behind her, another idea came to mind.
“Hey, Zo? I should probably shower, too. Can I join you?”
She closed her eyes and giggled, then opened them half-way, turning her amused smile into what qualified as a seductive one for both of us.
“I'd be happier if you did.”
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