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While her little pucker was well lubricated already, he allowed himself another opportunity to stroke his fingers in the heat of her core, gathering more of her essence and spreading it around the rosette of her bottom hole. As he touched that sensitive area of her body he noticed the way Tallie stiffened upon her hands and knees.
“It is time, Tallie,” he said. “You will need to steady yourself, for when I enter you it is important for you to keep your position. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand.” She steadied her hips and grabbed hold of the coverlet of her bed with her hands.
He continued to prod her opening with his finger. He had pressed past the tight ring of muscle and was moving his finger all around the edges in order to stretch and prepare her for his cock. Once she had relaxed and allowed him entry, a soft moan formed deep in her throat as he plundered her with his finger, moving it in and out while she got used to the sensation.
He spread more of her juices over her opening, then used his thumb to prod at her pucker, spreading it wider and wider. Tallie clutched at the coverlets on the bed, her moans of pleasure driving him wild. “I am going to fuck your bottom hole now, Tallie.”
She looked at him again over her shoulder. “As you wish, sir.”
He positioned the head of his cock at the opening and dipped it into the copious amounts of natural lubrication that he had collected and applied to the crease between her cheeks. Once the length of him was sufficiently coated he began to work his way into her tightest of holes.
Despite her brave front, Tallie had tightened up at the first contact of his cock to her opening. Though she had performed well with the ginger, he reminded himself she was, in fact, a novice and this was rather advanced fuckery that he intended to perform upon her.
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Tallie took a deepbreath and forced herself to loosen the ring of muscles that he intended to breach. As the head of his cock pressed further into the little opening, she gasped. Zander’s hands gripped her hips and she could feel the power of them, and she could also tell he was restraining and holding himself back. Delaying his pleasure in order to assure she was ready.
It was completely uncharted territory for her, but she knew she trusted him. And the sensation—oh, good lord—the sensation of his cock filling her left her in a swirl of hedonistic pleasure.
After a few moments, she heard him sigh. “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, Tallie, this feels incredible. Can you feel me filling you up?”
“Yes,” she said, fisting the coverlet of her bed in her hands, her knees quivering. “I am yours, Zander.”
“Oh, Tallie, yes, you are mine. This little arse of yours is mine and mine alone.” He slid slowly out the length of her and she felt the absence, but before he completely removed himself he pushed back in, filling her again. He repeated this motion back and forth, in and out, harder and faster as she became accustomed to the size of him in her most private opening.
“Tallie, I am going to spill my seed inside your arse. I want you to be ready, I’m not sure how well I’ll be able to restrain myself and this might hurt you, but I suspect you will enjoy it just the same.” The instant he stopped speaking he grabbed her hips in a vise-like grip and pushed into her so forcefully, she moved forward on the mattress. She cried out her pleasure and he exploded, his hot seed shooting into her rear end. She had never felt anything like it. So completely and utterly claimed and marked as his.
For several moments time stood still and the only sound heard in the semi-darkness of the bedchamber was the ragged breathing of herself and her lover, Zander. After their breathing steadied a bit, Zander carefully withdrew himself from the tight opening of her bottom. She was sore, no doubt about it, for he had used her roughly. She reveled in the soreness like a badge of honor. Zander made his way across the bedchamber, filled a basin with water from a pitcher, cleaned himself and came back to where she was upon the bed, her head on her forearms, her bottom still high up in the air.
“You are such a good girl, Tallie,” he said, gently washing her backside and cleaning his essence from the crevice between her cheeks where the excess had spread. “I am so proud of you, my sweet girl. That was the best it has ever been for me.”
Once he had finished with his ministrations to her sore bottom, she lay upon the bed and rolled over to gaze up at him. “That was the best it has ever been for me as well.”
Zander tossed the wet rag onto a side table and climbed into the bed, straddling her, his large frame hovering above her body. She had never seen him look so relaxed and the sight of it filled her with pleasure. She had given him the release, the connection, and the satisfaction that he had sought.
This new level of intimacy made her bold and vulnerable at the same time. Gazing up into his face, her hands explored his body in the languid time that lovers share after intimate moments. In the lead-up to the many things that had happened to her in the last hours, she did not have the opportunity to fully explore his body, and now that she was aware precisely of the pleasures it could bring her, her curiosity bloomed.
What had only been vaguely described by her classmates at the Hammersmith School was now a reality for her. Her fingers took their time slowly caressing his manhood, including his bollocks, which she cupped in her hand, all the while watching his face to gauge his reaction to her erotic exploration. When she gave a squeeze to his testicles Zander inhaled sharply, his eyes darkening with desire.
While she took her time exploring his genitals with her hands, he took the opportunity to slowly tease her body with his lips.
Where their coming together had been fevered and frantic, in these moments after the initial explosion of their passion, their touches were more leisurely and Zander’s lips left a heated trail of tender caresses all along her body.
Finally, his mouth claimed hers in an intimate kiss that left her breathless.
