Gag Or Puke

“Don’t you ever quit?” she laughed, a reference to my earlier
question. She squeezed my cock tightly, then released it, before working
her hand toward the head and squeezing it once more.
“I like your mousetrap,” I said, pushing the tip of my finger into the
recently deflowered opening. Beth laughed at my feeble attempt at humor.
She was slowly masturbating my cock now, alternating the squeezing
with up and down movements of her hand. “I don’t ever remember him rising
so quickly again,” she whispered.
Just then Ellen came down the stairs from the loft. I turned around
just in time to see her throwing a white terry-cloth robe over her naked
body. Her tits were quite a bit larger than Beth’s, but her nipples were
actually smaller.
“What the hell is going on down here?” asked Ellen.
Beth laughed. “Did we wake you?”
“All I could here was someone screaming ‘Fuck me in the ass!’ Wouldn’t
that have awakened you?” She didn’t seem mad, just interested.
“I told her to be quiet. Now I’m embarrassed,” I said.
Ellen laughed. “If you’re as good as it sounded, there’s nothing to
be embarrassed about. It would be a good idea to go wash up, though, after
something like that.”
I blushed. “You’re right, will you please excuse me.” I pried myself
away from Beth, then walked quickly past Ellen. I couldn’t help but notice
that her eyes were on my erection.
I washed thoroughly, even my balls and anus. I had no idea what might
happen the rest of the evening, but I wanted to be prepared for anything.
I dried myself by running a towel back and forth between my legs, making
sure I worked it well into my ass crevice. When I returned to the living
room, Ellen was seated on the sofa next to Beth, who was still reclining on
her side. Ellen sat in such a way that she blocked my view of Beth’s hairy
pussy, kind of facing her, her left forearm resting nonchalantly on Beth’s
rib cage.

“So you’re equating a beautiful assfuck with a mousetrap?”
“Sort of,” she giggled. “I mean, show me a new way to get off, like
you just did, and I’ll be at your doorstep, every night, wanting more.”
I smiled, then moved my hands to her buttocks, feeling the ass that I
had just fucked, and squeezed the globes between my fingers, prying them
apart, exposing her anus to the uncaring back of the sofa.
“What are you doing, young man?”

“I’m back at the doorstep again,” I replied, searching for her anal
button with my middle finger and, upon finding it, pressing inward
slightly, not penetrating her, but letting her know that I was eager to
play back there again.

I smiled. “I’m glad I held off, like you asked.”
“I had no idea I could get that turned on back there. I guess I’m
what you call anal-erotic.”
I laughed. “Would you really have denied me the pleasure if I had
come earlier?”
She laughed also. “You’ll never knew, my sweet David, will you?”
“I guess I never will.” When our lips met, her tongue went right for
my tonsils. She ground her abdomen into me slowly, sensuously, creating
that familiar stirring in my manhood that had disappeared inside her
wonderfully tight derriere.

I think she felt me growing, or at least sensed it, because she
slipped her hand between our clasped bodies and quickly located my semi-
erect penis. Her tongue searched every nook and cranny inside my eager
mouth as she slowly stroked me back to hardness.
“Don’t you ever quit?” I asked, breaking the passionate kiss.
“Build a better mousetrap and the world will beat a path to your
door,” she quipped.

We both came down slowly. I didn’t dare withdraw myself from her. I
just let the old guy fall asleep inside the dark hole, feeling every once
in a while a tiny anal contraction that only served to remind me of what we
had just done. Finally, my limp member fell out, on its own, sliding onto
the inside of her inner right thigh, still wet from my spending.
Beth turned her naked body completely around until we were belly to
belly, chest to chest. She wrapped her arms around my back and held me.
She pressed her loins into mine, our pubic hairs mingling. “That was
great,” she whispered sexily.

“Just shove it in me! Make it hurt! Fuck my assssssssss!”
Her immodest exclamations, within earshot of the others, drove me to a
new frenzy. I started pumping her like a madman, driving my cock in and
out of her beautiful, tight ass with complete abandon. She grunted, she
groaned, she bucked her ass against my abdomen, snorting rather than
breathing, trying to pull me even further into the dark abyss.
My hands on her breasts were no longer gentle. If she wanted to feel
hurt, I would be more that happy to oblige. I took her turgid nipples
between the thumbs and forefingers of each of my hands and squeezed the
nubbins sharply, painfully. It was this final, almost desperate gesture,
that seemed to do the trick. “I’m coming!” she cried. “I’m coming!
YESSSSSSS!”

Miracle of miracles, just as her anal contractions (I assume from her
orgasm) gripped my cock, I let loose also, filling her with spurt after
spurt from my sheathed sword. It was, without a doubt, one of the best
fucks I had had in long time. I hoped she felt the same way.

Beth was beside herself, having discovered an animalistic instinct she
never knew she had, and, with the discovery, she developed a far different
attitude toward our love-making. Outside of a few “dirty” words like
“fuck” or “suck”, said in the heat of passion to titillate me, she had
never been one to be vocal about her needs–until now!







“OH! Fuck my ass!
Give it to me! Oh, my ass! I love it in my ass! Oh, David, it feels so
good!”
Her voice could be heard through the house. “Hey,” I said softly,
“the others will hear you.”

“I’ll try. I can’t tell you how good it feels!”
“The pain is subsiding,” she said. “Give it just a few more seconds
and you can start moving in and out a bit.”
“I’ll come for sure, then,” I pleaded.
“No you won’t. If you do, I’ll never let you do this again!”
Now that I had discovered this side of Beth, or should I say the
backside of Beth, I knew that I would want to take her anally, and often,
again. Maybe she wasn’t being serious, but her warning was sufficient
incentive to do everything I could to keep from spilling my seed inside
her.

My reward for holding off? Pure ecstasy! With the pain all but gone,
Beth began moving her buttocks in a slow, circular pattern, while my
ensconced cock, a prisoner inside her, obediently followed. Somewhere
along the line I began to slowly piston my manhood. The dual phenomenon of
our syncopated rhythm sent the both of us to a high we had never before
known.

“Fucking unbelievable! Don’t move for a few seconds. I have to get
used to it.”
I continued kneading her breasts and kissing her neck and shoulders
while my sheathed phallus remained completely motionless inside her. I
could tell the entry had been somewhat painful for her, but that was not
unexpected. The walls of her rectum were warm and smooth against my cock.
From time to time, she contracted her anus around the sheathed sword, as
she tested the elasticity of her anal muscle.

The anal contractions were beginning to have an effect on me. “If you
keep that up,” I said after a particularly tight contraction, “I’m going to
come. I feel close already.”
“No! Please, don’t come yet! You just put it in, you haven’t really
fucked me yet. Can you hold off?”

My cock was already so wet from being rubbed between her moist pussy
lips that it broke the sphinctoral plane with surprisingly little effort.
She grunted as the cockhead broke the barrier, then hissed between her
teeth. “Slowly,” she said, “work it in slowly.” She shifted her hips
slightly to accommodate the unaccustomed presence of something inside her
ass.
“Am I hurting you?”
“A little,” she replied, punctuated by a gasp of breath. “Oh, it
feels so fucking big!”
I squeezed her breasts hard, flattening them against her chest, as I
softly kissed the nape of her neck. “I don’t believe how tight you are!”
“Are you in all the way?” she gasped. “I feel like I’ve been split in
two!”

“Just a little more.” I pressed my cock forward, then felt it being
tightened like a vise by her sphincter muscle. I seemed to gain ground
only by easing back slightly and then pushing forward. She grunted and
moaned a few more times before I finally pressed my wiry pubic hairs into
her lower ass.
“How’s that?” I whispered.

When I changed my position slightly in an obvious effort to slide
myself into her, she pushed the shaft back, then whispered, “Uh-uh. Not
there; I want you here, in my ass.” So saying, she placed the head of my
cock right in the middle of her anus, then rubbed it back and forth across
the diminutive opening. At first, I thought she was teasing me.

“Are you serious?” I asked, somewhat incredulously. We had never done
that before, and I remember wondering if this was something about Beth’s
sexuality that I hadn’t known.
“Just do it. I want to feel your cock inside my ass,” she said
softly. She rubbed the cockhead a few more times against her nether
opening. “Mmm, David, I want it deep inside my ass.”

At about 11:00 p.m., Beth arose from our bed and went downstairs. A
while later I also got up and found her in the living room, where she was
lying on the couch, on her side, still completely naked, facing the back of
the sofa, in the familiar fetal position. She appeared to be asleep. I
slinked onto the sofa behind her and discovered, by her gentle stirring,
that she was still awake. Not knowing what she was thinking, or feeling, I
turned on my side, so that my chest was pressed against her back, spoon-
like, and cradled her body against mine.

I reached around her to cup her small, almost girlish breasts in my
hands, stroking and kneading them and feeling her nipples slowly gain
erection. I moved my left hand down to her groin, pressing into the soft,
curly hairs, and began stroking there too. She responded by pushing her
ass back against me, parting her legs in the process, leaving her left leg
raised, lazily resting on my hip. Then, in her assertive way, she reached
between her legs and took my cock in her hand, guiding it to, but not into,
her. Still behind her, almost passive, my half-erect cock was between her
legs, and she was rubbing it in a slow, circular motion against her
clitoris.

Jessica likes window shopping, maybe it’s a bit sad when you can’t buy the things you like, but if you have a way to get some cash would you go for it?? This little teen did! We just wanted to get a little something from her then give the cash we promised, cum see the action!

Not too long ago I decided to have my wife, Marsha, put on an exhibitionist
act at the local strip club. Since Marsha is also my slave, she listened
intently as I laid out the plans of her act.
The night came a week later, and there were about 20 guys in the audience.
Marsha was the third […]