And with her hips jerking furiously, trying to swallow me, Sara nodded frantically, breath coming in shallow pants.
“Tell me,” I ground out, shoving my digit into her dripping cunt and searching for her g-spot. “Tell me what you want, baby.”
“Unnnh,” the girl moaned, legs spread, snatch plugged with my finger. “Unnnh.”
But that wasn’t enough.
“Tell me,” I rasped harshly. “Or baby’s gonna fucking get it.”
What was I threatening exactly? Dick in her mouth? Her ass? Or maybe some type of double penetration?
But Sara got with the program because taking a deep breath, she said it.
“Fuck me Daddy,” she panted. “Please, oh god, please fuck me Daddy.”
Those hips shoved up then, her cunt needy and sucking on my finger, drooling for my rod. The girl whimpered and gyrated, begging me to ram the real thing in, but I kept winding her up with the thrust of my finger, denying her the cock she craved.
“Like this?” I rasped, this time adding another finger.
She gasped, throwing her head back, that cunt stretched by my digits. And without giving her time to adjust, I added a third, my fist practically stuffed up that slutty snatch now.
“Unnnh!” the girl cried out, legs spread, cunt clamping on my wrist. “Unnnh!” Her hips pumped like a goddamn piston, pussy trying to swallow as much as possible. “More, please. Mason!”
I twisted my hand inside her, caressing those dripping insides.
“Tell me, baby,” came my harsh rasp. “Tell Daddy what you want.” And to up the ante, this time I let my thumb flutter across her clit like a damn hummingbird.
Sara couldn’t take it then, raising her profile to the heavens and screaming like a banshee.
“Your COCK!” she shrieked. “Give me your cock Daddy, I need it, oh fuck I need it!”
Those were the magic words and I didn’t waste one more second. Dick in hand, I shoved that fucker deep into her snatch, the pink walls clamping and clapping like a snapper.
“Unnnh!” the female screamed, impaled on my hard rod. “Unnh, unnh!”
But did I give the virgin a chance to adjust to my length? Fuck no! I just started slamming into her pussy, ramming into that sweet flesh, my hands clenching hard on her thick thighs. Her legs latched around my waist, pulling me closer like she couldn’t get enough. The girl panted and moaned again and again, and those loud sex sounds hardened my dick even more. Here in my apartment with no need to be quiet, she screamed the fucking place down, the sound so sweet to my ears.
“Harder, Mason!” she shrieked, thrashing furiously under me. “Fuck me harder!”
Hell yeah.
“Daddy’s gonna give to you,” I rasped, chest tight and balls high as I drilled away, slamming into her again and again. “Daddy’s gonna give it to you.”
And shit, but the wet sound of us fucking was so nasty that it pushed me close to the edge. She was damn tight, her pussy practically a fucking river, clenching and pulling me deeper with each thrust.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I gasped. “Your pussy is so tiny. So fucking wet.”
The cum was already twisting inside me, zinging through my balls. I kept talking but didn't even know half the shit I was saying.
“Good pussy,” I panted. “The best.” My balls were so fucking high. God, I was close. “Come for me, baby. Come on my dick, show me how much you love this.”
And with a scream, it happened. Sara’s pussy clamped hard, once, twice before dissolving in a series of tremors, pulling me closer and closer to the edge. I grunted and slammed into her, giving her the ride of her life.
And as the girl crested, she screamed again, crying out my name.
“Mason, oh fuck Mason!” came those female shrieks, music to my ears. But I wasn’t done yet. Pussy still quivering, stuck hard on my dick, I looked down at the girl. She was flushed and ripe, and suddenly I knew what I had to do.
“Turn over,” I growled harshly.
Her eyes fluttered open.
“What?” came that small voice, “Hmmm?”
I grunted.
“You heard me. Get on your hands and knees.”
The girl’s eyes flew open then, looking at me with disbelief. Because I’d just fucked her pussy hard, and yet I wasn’t letting her recover? Fuck no, freshly fucked cunt is the best for what I was about to do.
And slowly, she obeyed. Pulling wetly off my pole, we both stared as that hard length reappeared from between those puffy pink lips.
“Ohhhh,” the brunette moaned, watching the slick slide. Fuck, it was so fucking disgusting, my shaft was completely covered in her juices, dripping like it’d been dipped in superglue.
But shit, it was perfect for what I had in mind, and seizing her with blazing blue eyes, I grunted again.
“Hands and knees,” came my harsh command. “Animal style.”
And like in a dream, she obeyed. That curvy, ripe body turned so that that big rump was perched high in the air, giant gazongas swinging below. I could hardly breathe. The thick mounds of her ass are my Kryptonite, and I squeezed her cheeks, parting them to get a good look at her asshole. It flexed under my gaze, muscles tightening in a sly wink.
Awww, shit. Lust rammed through my body. Suddenly, I wanted nothing more than to be inside that dark, hot space.
“I want your ass, Sara,” I growled.
And I was amazed when she wiggled her bottom at me. “Yes,” she whispered, grinding on thin air. “Yes Daddy, it belongs to you. Use me. Use my body to feel good.”
Goddamn. How the fuck did I get this lucky? Was I really gonna own her anal cherry just one day after popping that vag?
But evidently there is a god, and who am I to turn away an offer like that? So I stroked her pussy from the back, slicking up my fingers with her juices, and then stroked between her cheeks, grazing my fingertips over that back hole, feeling it clench.
“I'm going to fuck your anus, sweet thing,” I ground out, pushing a finger in to stretch and prepare her for my dick. “I want to come in your ass so that you drip my jizz from back here.”
She whined below me, straining a little.
“That’s right, pretty girl. Daddy’s gonna stretch out your ass first to get it ready for Daddy’s big dick.”
And at those words, she caved. That ass popped open and my finger slid in smoothly. Pressing my advantage, I pushed another digit in, then another. Shit, I was practically fisting her big butt now. It was so fucking obscene, three of my fingers stuck deep in her bottom hole, massaging the insides of her rectum. Aww, shit, how did I get so lucky?
“You want it, don’t you sweetness? You wanna feel Daddy give you a deep dicking in your anus, don’t you?”
But Sara wasn’t saying anything, just moaning and grinding back on my fingers. Oh yeah, the slut wanted it, and finally, her asshole was loose enough for some thick cock. I slid my fingers out before licking them, tasting that anal sweat. Oh yeah, she was ready, the brownie empty and beckoning now.
And grabbing myself, I nudged that hole, smearing pre-cum all over. She mewled then, eyes flying open, reality crashing down like a ton of bricks.
“You ready, baby?”
But I didn't wait for her tell me yes or no. Slowly, I fed my dick up her rear end, watching hungrily as that fuckrod disappeared between those white cheeks, swallowed by her dirty anus.
Awww, shit. She was even tighter than I expected, gripping me like a goddamn fist in the furnace of her asshole.
“Yes, Mason...please...unnh,” the girl moaned. Her butt moved back onto me, flexing experimentally, clenching with the invasion. Then that asshole tightened involuntarily around my fuckpole, and I saw stars.
“Fuck,” came my harsh grunt. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
I was panting like mad, sweat dripping down my face and my chest, drops soaking into the carpet. My dick hurt, she was so fucking tight.
But before I could move, she was moving for me, throwing her ass back on me
, mewling like a hungry kitten. If I hadn't popped her cherry just last night, I wouldn’t have known Sara was a virgin. Her movements were erratic and inexpert, but fuck, they did it for me. The pleasure held my balls in a tight grip.
“All right, baby girl,” I rasped, curling my fingers into her fleshy hips and forcing her to stay still. “You asked for it.”
And slowly, I pulled back until my dick almost fell out of her, then slammed all the way back into her anus. Her scream was music to my ears, that back end so lush and ripe I practically ricocheted off, losing my balance.
“That's right, baby. Scream and tell me how much you love it,” I rasped, slamming into her again, owning that back hole. And pistoning like a fucking drill, I began a deep pound while gripping those creamy hips. Sara would have my fingerprints all over her skin in the morning, but the thought just made my dick even harder. Because shit, I was gonna have her ass molded to the shape of my cock, I was gonna have both her vag and butt shaped especially for me.
And the swell of my dick in her asshole caused her to scream then, butt clenching reflexively.
Fuck, yes...
“God, baby you feel so good,” I ground out, barely able to get the words out. Her ass was practically devouring me now, the brown ring gripped tight around my cock, sucking me back in whenever I pulled out.
“Faster, Mason. I—” she begged. “Harder. Into my butt, into my butt, ahhhh!”
And it happened then. Her screams rang out loud, pussy and ass clenching like mad as the girl dissolved, stuck tight on my dick. Aw fuck, it was so fucking insane, the spasms like earthquakes clamping again and again on my hard pole. And then I was gone as well. I burst like a fucking madman, spraying her rectal chamber with hot white jizz, the bubbly shooting right up her GI tract.
“Fuck!” I roared. “Fuck fuck fuck!”
Her ass just milked me more, pulling that virile semen deeper into her body.
“Unnnh, Mason,” she cried out, head dropping to rest between her arms, anus so fucked. “Unnnh!”
And shit, but we were both so fucked. Because I’ve never had so much semen, the jism literally pumped for a couple minutes, filling her tight, my rod stuck deep in her butt. The bubbly spilled from between our bodies, trailing down one big ass cheek before dropping wetly from the carpet.
And the girl couldn’t take it either. By now, her cheek was pressed to the floor, butt high up in the air as it shivered and trembled, absorbing it all.
“Unnnh, Mason,” she moaned again, boobs dragging on the ground. “Unnnh.”
And we collapsed. I crushed that curvy body beneath me into the carpet, unable to move. Shit, what the hell had just happened? Had I really just bust a virgin’s anal cherry? Had I really just shoved my dick into a virgin’s musty hole, burrowing deep into her dirtiest place?
But Sara was made for me because instead of being offended or shocked, clutching her anus in agony, the girl propped herself up on one elbow, turning limpid brown eyes my way.
“That was amazing, Mason,” she cooed.
I turned to look at her, amazed. What girl says that after her first round of anal sex? But Sara was completely serious, as well as goddamn gorgeous. Better than gorgeous, because the female was well and truly fucked. Her skin glowed, curves heaving and generous, boobs fleshy sacks of white. The pink of her lipstick was a mess, some on her cheek and even her nose. Oh yeah, I’d done a good job, Sara was well and truly screwed.
But what happened next took me by surprise. Because instead of a sweet kiss or some after-sex conversation, the female scrambled to her hands and knees again, that big rump glistening under the hall lights. And looking at me over her shoulder, she teased coyly, bumping her butt up and down.
“Daddy, put it in my ass again?” she murmured. “I’m ready, Daddy, I can do it.”
I didn’t move. Seriously? What the fuck, was I hallucinating? But slowly, two small hands made their way back until she was gripping her mounds, pulling them apart. Oh yeah, those butt cheeks spread until I had a clear view of everything, her anus gaping, the brown so fucked with a dripping pink slit below.
Sensing my amazement, Sara giggled again.
“Like I said Daddy, you wanna go again? It’ll feel even better this time,” she purred.
And shit, but I was on it. Double anal within twenty minutes? With that brown pucker so aromatic and musty? Oh yeah, I wanted it … this girl was made for me and I was gonna ride her to heaven every step of the way.
CHAPTER SIX
Sara
A warm and heavy weight pressed me into a strange bed, and it felt good. So good that I didn’t want to move. But eventually, I had to. Slowly, I woke up, groggy, wondering about the heavy weight across my belly and the unfamiliar position of the light coming into the bedroom. My lashes fluttered against my cheeks like tiny butterfly wings and I smiled at the sensation, savoring it. Was this a dream? In case it was, I stopped myself from opening my eyes. I wanted to keep this sweet feeling for a little while longer.
I shifted and felt an unusual soreness between my legs, both in my vagina and my butt. Another shift in the bed slid pleasure over my skin. And then the warmth next to me moved too and rumbled, a deep and sexy sound that made my eyes fly open.
Everything came crashing down in a second, the memories flooding my brain. Coming home with Mason, rutting like dogs in his hallway, creaming all over that entrance rug. And then stumbling to his bedroom where he ate me out, licking my tender and sore vagina, sucking and petting and caressing my clitoris and bringing me to another shattering orgasm before he shoved into me, coming unbelievably hard. Then we both fell asleep, his cock still embedded deep in my body. Oh yeah, I fell asleep with that giant pole buried between my sweet folds, and it was so, so good.
I smiled and stretched then, a woman sated. My toe grazed a hard thigh, and Mason rumbled again in his sleep, a big bear of a man, sexy and sensual.
Shit. Did it always feel this good to wake up next to someone? Especially a hard alpha male, one who took what he wanted?
I rolled over, stealing a glance at him.
Mason lay on his belly, his face turned to me. On his back, a detailed tattoo of the sea god Poseidon spread across the defined muscles. His butt, even in sleep, was thick and muscular, perfect globes that made my mouth water, my pussy going moist.
God, he was gorgeous.
How had I gotten so lucky? Even though we were in a no-strings situation, I felt like I had won the lottery. Mason was beautiful; rough when I wanted him to be, tender when I needed it, and his cock was a damn magic stick. The second time, our sex had been mind-blowing. Earth-shatteringly good. Even better than the first time in the alley outside Killian's.
But this was all casual, he’d made that clear at the restaurant. Suddenly, I gasped, the air catching in my throat. Should I have spent the night? Oh god, oh god, maybe I wasn’t supposed to be here.
But it was too late to scramble away because a deep voice interrupted my thoughts.
“What are you thinking about so hard over there?” Mason ground out, his rasp sleep-roughened and sexy.
“Um...” I bit my lip. “Nothing,” I muttered, looking down. My cheeks flushed and I glanced away, panicked, but that only led my eyes to his perfect six-pack.
“Doesn’t seem like nothing,” he drawled, stretching again, that bronze body like a god. “You got something on your mind?”
I bit my lip. Oh god, I was so bad at these things. So taking a deep breath, I caught his eyes with mine.
“Mason, do you want me to get dressed and go?” the words came out in a rush. “I didn’t mean to stay over, I swear.”
He rolled over on his back and I was distracted for a moment by the whole of him stretched out in front of me—the muscled chest, the broad shoulders, and most of all, that heavy snake of a cock resting against his thigh. And as I watched, his penis slowly began to thicken. My brain went completely offline.
“Sorry,” I stuttered. “What did you just ask me?”
Mason chuckled, a low and dirty sound that did nothing to bring my attention back to where it belonged. His penis got thicker and I stared even more, watching it get full enough to flop back, thick and leaking, onto his muscled belly. It felt like a miracle, watching this man become aroused, his body so different from mine. Hard in places where I was soft. Hairy where I was smooth. And yeah, his penis like a club that was gonna own me.
“Baby girl, I didn’t ask you anything,” came that low male growl. “You’re distracted that’s all.”
I stammered, catching his eyes with mine, that blue dancing and amused, yet filled with fire.
“I’m sorry?” I said confusedly. “I thought you said something?”
“Naw, I didn’t say anything,” he drawled. “Nothing at all.”
But I couldn’t think because a big hand appeared in my field of vision to rest just next to his cock. Slowly, Mason circled the base of his shaft, then tugged its whole length, a single, mouthwatering movement that made me go weak inside. Oh god, Mason had fed that thickness into my mouth, encouraging me to suck hungrily, to drink his semen. And on my knees, I’d done it, I’d become a slut, wanting him, doing anything he commanded. It’d been fucking amazing, the salty-sweet flavor of his sperm on my tongue.
And watching him leisurely stroke himself, I just wanted him all over again.
Following my gaze, the big man let out an amused chuckle. But he didn’t let up.
“Cat got your tongue, baby girl?” he rasped in a low voice. “Cat got baby’s tongue?”
And instead of waiting for an answer, Mason squeezed the head of his penis so that another drop of moisture beaded on the tip and trickled down over his fist. “See something you like?” he ground out roughly.
God, yes.
I’d never wanted anything so badly. I wanted to lean over and suck the fat head into my mouth again, just to see if I remembered just how good he had tasted. I was fascinated at the newness of him, of the unfamiliar wonder of sex, of waking up next to someone who'd had part of his body inside me, someone whose cum had dripped out of my vagina and smeared my thighs.
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