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And through her haze, Laurie heard me and slipped a small hand between her legs, rubbing her cunt, moistening her fingers in those sloppy wet folds. Immediately, her pucker gave a little as she relaxed, the tenseness running out of her body in flood of discharge.
But she was still tight, still an anal virgin and there was work to be done. So I took my dick in hand and forced it up harder against her anus, this time those sticky pleats opening up enough to take about a quarter-inch of meat.
“Fuuuck!” she squealed, hips writhing beneath me as her hand flew at her cunt. “Fuuuck!”
But I was intent on burying myself in her, forcing that ass to give it up. So I pressed forward once again and gratifyingly, my dick slipped about two inches up that tight anal canal, the dryness, the friction, such a fucking turn-on, it was so fucking dirty.
“Fuck baby girl,” I muttered, “feel my dick in you? Feel how it loves your ass?”
Because my cock was dripping jism now, I hadn’t come yet but I was like a leaky faucet, the good stuff already beginning to run out in a stream, lubing my way in. And grabbing a tit in each hand, seizing huge handfuls, I used them as leverage as I fucked my hips hard this time, pistoning deep up her butt, a relentless, driving fuckpole. And her sphincter popped then, giving it up, letting me in all the way. With a roar and a deep, sensuous slide, I fucked all the way in, my balls pressed up against her ass, the entire ten-inch length clamped between those dry rectal walls.
“Ohhhh!” she screamed, breasts heaving to the heavens under my hands, eyes open with surprise even as she tossed her head with ecstasy. “Oh fuuuuck!”
“That’s right, baby girl,” I rasped against her cheek. “Feel that up there? That’s my dick taking your butt, I just took your ass cherry.”
And the girl just screamed again, boobs heaving, her pussy running like a drain, juice dripping down to lube my cock as I worked it in and out of her back hole.
“Mmm, fuck,” I ground out, still restraining myself, trying to go slow because this was new to her. “Fuck.”
But my girl was resilient, a real butt slut, and she egged me on with breathy gasps, shocks of delight lighting her eyes.
“More,” she huffed. “More, Tucker, I want it deep in my ass.”
And I was only too happy to oblige. I began to pound her hard then, my balls slapping against her cheeks as I nailed her, again and again and again. And fuck, it felt so fucking good, I could feel her anal walls stroking every inch of my dick, the resistance so dry and tight, that after a few pumps, it was all over.
“FUUUUCK!” I roared, jetting deep spurts of sperm up her ass. “FUUUCK!” I growled, seizing handfuls of tit flesh as great gusts of white shot up her backside, christening that inner channel with its first taste of pure jizz, its first sample of male virility.
And the sensational feeling of hot juices spurting into her back chamber forced the girl over the edge as well. Her hand was a motor between her thighs as her butthole clamped down on my dick, shivers of ecstasy shooting out from our anal connection.
“Ahhh!” Laurie shrieked. “Oh fuck, my butt!”
And I just trashed it harder, lash after lash of hot white disappearing up that tiny channel, spreading my man milk, seeding her with the fertile brew. The brunette did her part too, her convulsions pulling my sperm deeper inside, up towards her GI tract, every shake of her rectum magnifying the vacuum effect.
And after it was all over, I collapsed on her plush form, our bodies sweaty, glued together with a sticky film of various fluids.
“Fuck little girl,” I ground out. “You’re going to kill me with this sex shit.”
And the brunette just tittered, her breasts jiggling as they cushioned my chest.
“I know,” she said sweetly. “And Tucker, I want more, again please.”
And with that, my dick came again, more semen pumping into her butt, twitching and jerking in her anal chamber. Because what I’d suspected all along was true. This little whore, my personal fuckdoll, was perfect for me in every way.
15
Laurie
Iyawned, lazily, still in the tub. Tucker would be back soon and it was going to be good times tonight, the way it is every night. Because I’ve moved in with him in the Tribeca loft, even though it doesn’t really belong to him.
“But when will your friends be back?” I asked, puzzled. “I mean, wouldn’t it be easier for you to move in with me, so that they don’t walk in on us … on us …” I murmured, a little shy.
But Tucker finished my sentence.
“Walk in on us having sex?” he said with an eyebrow lifted. “Baby there’s nothing more that I’d like. Fucking you in public, other dudes watching those tits bounce up and down as my dick goes in, jealous as fuck? That’s my dream, baby girl, that’s my dream.”
And I just laughed because the big man could be so impossible. Even when I tried to get serious again, he brushed off my question.
“Don’t worry, they’re sailing the Mediterranean for god knows how long,” he said nonchalantly. “I wouldn’t worry about them coming back and giving us the boot.”
