“But baby girl, I don’t want your pussy tonight.”
Her chest heaves as she looks once again over her shoulder. “Wha… what do you mean?” She can hardly catch her breath. My chest expands with satisfaction.
With her brows furrowed in confusion, I hold her stare and allow my fingers to stray from her pussy to that forbidden hole residing only a few inches up. Circling her puckered entrance, I use the juices from her pussy to slicken the way, pressing against her with the pad of my thumb.
Kasey’s eyes widen. A low moan falls from her lips. I circle her entrance, again and again, keeping her on the edge of anticipation. I’ve taken enough of her firsts to know I won’t be satisfied until I’ve claimed them all. “Can you handle this?” My voice is thick with desire.
With anyone else, I’d have already coated my dick with lube and slammed my cock home. But despite wanting to punish her, I need her to be onboard with this. To assure me she’s strong enough to handle everything I throw her way.
Indecision is written all over her face and my impatience grows inside of me.
Watching for her reaction, I slowly sink one finger into her tight channel, giving her a taste of what I have in store.
Her lips part, but no sound comes out. I decide to take her silence as an open invitation. Thrusting one of my thick fingers into her again. I push past the tight ring of muscles that offers me resistance, pressing deeper into her ass, up to my second knuckle. Pressing against her walls, I rub her intimate flesh, stretching her out in preparation of taking me.
With my finger inside her, I feel every shift and clench of her body around me and silently will her to relax. It’ll be easier if her body doesn’t fight me on this.
Retreating back a few inches, I sink in again. This time plunging as deep as I can go.
Kasey whimpers and rocks her hips into my touch. Fuck. With her head turned back, our eyes are locked with one another and I sink into the depths of her baby blues, finger fucking her tight ass. I keep an eye out for any signs of discomfort or pain and there are hints of it. Between the lines of strain that bracket her mouth and the furrow between her brows, but intermixed is her obvious pleasure. Kasey’s eyes are dilated and her cheeks are flushed. She accepts my intrusion with sharp gasps and breathy moans. I couldn’t have asked for anything better than this.
“I’m going to fuck this ass tonight.” If she’s not feeling it, I need her to speak up now before I’m too far gone to let her go. Sweat dots her brow and her fingers twist in the sheets beneath her as her tits sway with the force of each thrust.
Dipping my free hand into my pocket, I retrieve a small bottle of lube I’d placed there on my way out. I’d grabbed it on an impulse, not knowing what I wanted yet for the night. And thank fuck for that foresight. Popping the cap with one hand, I withdraw my finger, pour a liberal amount of the slippery fluid between the crease of her ass, and follow it up by sinking not one but two fingers into her in a single hard thrust.
Kasey cries, the sound reverberating through the room as her walls clench around the intrusion and her body goes taut. She crumbles face first into the mattress, her arms giving out beneath her.
I don’t stop. With a bruising grip on her hip, I shove both fingers in again.
Her cry is muffled by the pillow but it’s still loud in the room. I want her begging for release and screaming out my name but we’re in the Kappa Mu sorority house which means I’ll have to settle for muffled sobs and choked off moans.
Sweeping her inner walls, I spend several minutes working my fingers in and out of her, spreading my fingers wide while buried inside her to stretch the fist like grip she has on me. If she stays this tight, she won’t be able to take me. A possibility I refuse to consider. Failure is not an option.
“I’m going to fuck your ass.” I wait for a response but her words are incoherent. Her mind and body are already riding an inexplicable high. Massaging the firm globes of her ass, she settles deeper against her bed, her body growing relaxed. Good.
“I’m only going to ask you once so let me know if you’re paying attention.”
She makes an unintelligible grunt that I assume is her way of signaling that she’s listening. Stopping my thrusts but keeping my finger buried inside her I voice the words I need to say.
“Do you consent? Yes or no?”
Her breathing shutters.
“Words,” I snap.
But instead of offering me her words, she arches her back impossibly further, offering her ass up toward the sky. Fuck. She has a brilliant ass. Full. Round. Enough meat to sink your fingers into. The perfect amount of cushion to slam down on your cock.
Pitching my head to the side, I take in her tight expression. Her eyes are closed, front teeth digging into her bottom lip. Sweat soaked strands of her hair cling to her face and her hands are fisted in the sheets.
“Can you take me?”
I slide my fingers out of her ass, swipe them through more of the lube, and sink them back in. This time, they slide in with little to no resistance.
“Do I have your consent?” I growl, desperate to line her up with the head of my cock and bury myself inside.
Kasey sucks in a lungful of air exhaling it through her teeth. A low moan works its way up her throat followed by a single word laced in desperate anticipation.
“Yes.”
