Page 29 of Second Go-Round

Her rosebud clenched as the clear liquid slid over its puckered skin.

Fuck, I couldn’t wait to see her hole wink at me when I pulled my spent dick out. Too fucking bad my spunk would get caught in the condom rather than dribble free.

Teeth gritted, I sheathed myself, eyeing her tight hole and the glistening pussy beneath. She wanted it rough, but no way in fuck would I shove in without prepping her a bit first. Grasping her cheeks, I spread them wide and ran the back of my dick up through her crack, smearing the lube.

Christine arched her back and moaned like a cat in heat.

I took her up on her offering but with a single finger rather than the fat head of my cock.

She hissed as I probed with a fingertip.

“Been a while?”

“Yeah.”

I slid in, cursing at her silken heat sucking on my finger. “Can’t wait to be inside your tight ass.”

She wiggled her backside, and I removed my touch to get more lube, working it inside her with a second finger, scissoring to stretch her out. Three would have been a good idea, but she wanted to feel it.

I pulled out of her hole, lubed up my rigid dick, and wiped my fingers off on her bunched T-shirt. Wrapping my hand in her hair, I tugged harshly, yanking her upright against my chest.

“I’m going to fuck your ass, Christine.” I bit down on her earlobe and reached around to run two fingers along either side of her clit. “If it’s too much, tell me to stop, and I will.”

She moaned and arched.

Dipping into her pussy, my fingers found slick wetness to smear up over her hard nub. I pinched hard, sliding my dick up through her crack. “Okay?” I pushed for acknowledgment of what I’d promised. “No games right now. No means no, stop ceases all interaction, understand?”

“Yes.” She half-gasped the word, her panted exhales like an electrical charge to my already tensed body.

I pushed her down onto the island and yanked both of her arms behind her back, gathering her wrists in one hand. “Breathe out and relax, sweet girl,” I murmured, gripping my dick at the base and guiding my throbbing tip to her puckered hole.

She went pliant—and I shoved forward, almost filling her up with one thrust.

“Fuck!” She shrieked and jerked forward, but I grabbed her hip, holding her still as she breathed through the stinging pain she must be feeling.

When she didn’t ask for me to back out or tell me it was too much, I pulled out to the tip and slammed back in, balls deep just like I’d fantasized about.

“Ah, fuck,” I groaned as Christine shuddered beneath me. “So. Fucking. Tight.” I growled the words in time with three deep-seated thrusts.

“Harder,” she whispered as I drove forward again with a grunt, burying inside her heat.

Fighting against the throb in my balls, I released my grasp on her hip and grabbed the vibrator, snaking it between the island and her pelvis.

The vibrator burst into action against her clit as I backed away and shoved deep inside her once more.

“Oh, God.” Her ass lifted higher with each of my violent thrusts until she stood on my tiptoes, both of our animal-like grunts filling my ears. “I’m going to come. Holy... Jarod!” An orgasm tore through her, body convulsing as I continued to slam into her over and over, my balls slapping against her soaked pussy.

“That’s right, sweet girl,” I ground out, pressing the vibrator harder against her clit. “Give it to me.”

Christine writhed beneath me, another whine building in her chest as I stabbed into her ass in a relentless drive to wreck her for any other man.

I slid the vibrator down against her lower lips and leaned over her back. “One more,” I demanded against her ear, angling the vibrator to slide it deep into her pussy.

A shriek passed her lips, and she arched off the island, gifting me her hardest climax yet.

My teeth clamped down on her shoulder without thought as my dick bucked inside her ass, the vibrations of the toy a membrane of skin away from my dick, spinning my head.

Hips stuttering, my balls released, every spurt into the condom causing my entire body to spasm, tightening my abs.

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