Posts Tagged ‘reward’

Brad was rather unsure of whether he should cancel his plans for the night, or even how to go about doing that. He was invited as a special guest to one of the spring break parties being thrown by MTV. However, the way the redhead was sucking on his cock as if his cum was the nectar of the gods, he didn’t know if he’d be able to get away, or if he’d even want to.

He tried to recall the details of his day that led to this point but the slurping sounds and the moan from the girl currently engulfing his rod made the details fuzzy. The college water-polo player knew he had been at the beach, and he remembered that there was someone having difficulties in the water. It was rather stupid of him to immediately try and get to their aid given that it could have been an undertow dragging her down, but Brad was just too nice of a guy to sit by idly while someone was in trouble.

The way she moaned with her mouth around him before pulling back a little to look up at him and smile (as best as a girl can with a mouth full of cock) was driving him crazy, he could already feel the pressure building up. He continued to remember once her forehead returned to his stomach. He managed to get the girl out and when she wasn’t breathing he helped resuscitate her. Brad never had a chance to get the name of the girl he rescued, or even really look at her before she was being taken to the hospital and tv cameras on the beach began pestering him for interviews.

It was those interviews and his heroics that led to half-a-dozen different private party invites that night. And just as he was getting ready to go there was a knock on the door. Thinking it must be a ride to pick him up he answered it to see a gorgeous redhead standing at the door; a sarong covering her lower half, a bikini top and in between slightly tanned freckled body topped off with long red curly hair that reached just past her breasts. Brad couldn’t help staring at her breasts, they filled the bikini top quite nicely, and he had to catch himself to look up to her face.

She had a cute face, emerald eyes that looked like they could stare through him, a cute little nose, cheeks freckled like much of her body, and cute little lips with pink lipgloss. Little did he know when he answered the door where those lips would be momentarily. She asked him if he was the one who rescued the girl at the beach, and he told her he was. Quickly after he said yes she moved forward, shut the door, and kissed him–Brad might have been put off a little had he been seeing someone, but then again, he wouldn’t be at spring break if he was. The kiss was aggressive on her part, something Brad had never quite experienced. He was already missing it when she pulled back, and said, “I’m the girl you rescued, I just wanted to thank you personally.”

Being the nice guy he is, Brad was about to tell her no thanks were necessary when she suddenly dropped to her knees and her hands reached out for his shorts. A girl had never been this forward with him before, nor this fast. With him just standing there his shorts and boxers lying on the ground, she held his cock in her left hand before smiling up at him and finally moving in to start licking his balls.

Another first for Brad. He’d heard guys talking about it, but always figured he’d rather have the girl’s oral attentions on his cock. Now that he was in the moment he understood completely. His balls wouldn’t be bathed for long by her tongue as it was just the teaser to the main course, which she quickly gobbled down and got to work.

Now that he was done remembering how he had reached this point, he realized how much stamina he’d had in the process. He had rubbed one off earlier, being a little horny after all the girls who were fawning after him for being a hero. He closed his eyes, his breathing becoming a little more erratic as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft, knowing he was about to cum when suddenly she pulled off completely.

“In my mouth or on my face,” came her soft voice for a moment before her tongue went back to the ball licking that she had started with.

“Huh,” asked Brad, pulled out of his bliss by her sudden question.

“Do you want to cum in my mouth or on my face?” she asked again kindly before resuming.

Brad had always liked seeing facials in porn he had to admit, and the fact that the girl was asking him instead of him having to be the one to ask. “Your face?” he replied, asking it as more of a question than giving an answer.

“Tell me when,” she said before she pulled back and took him into her mouth once more. The way she swirled her tongue around his shaft as she moved her head along her shaft was driving him crazy, and after only five more bobs of her head he said, “I’m ready.”

He managed to hold on for a moment while she pulled back. She closed her eyes and mouth and just tipped her head back a little bit. Her left hand held his cock to help guide as the streams of hot cum erupted and started to coat her face. As Brad looked down and watched her face get painted he was surprised with the amount she got out of him, especially for his having cum once already today.

When he was finally done she reached up to wipe enough cum away from her eyes to open them, then moved forward to clean the little bit remaining from the tip of his cock. He looked down at his cum-covered pleaser, just amazed from her blowjob. “Wow, that was awesome, you didn’t need to…”

Suddenly she backed off and stood up, though something was different now. The sarong and string bikini bottom she had on underneath were on the floor, as was the bikini top she had on when she entered. It took his brain a moment to realize that the girl who just gave him the best blowjob of his life was now standing naked in front of him.

The fact that the slightly-tanned freckled girl wasn’t perfect helped draw his eyes even more. She had tanlines in all the usual areas. His eyes immediately went to her breasts, now sitting out in the open for his viewing pleasure. Much like he thought from his first glance, they looked to be a little more than a handful, and her paler skin revealed that her areolas were also quite pale, just pink enough to stand out from her skin. The nipples were similarly inflicted, but the decent size of them for her breasts, and the fact that they upturned a little and standing at attention more than made up for it.

As if taken by a sudden realization, his eyes took a turn downward, hoping to see if the fiery red hair was matched below. To both dismay and delight he found that such a question would have to wait for another time as only smooth skin greeted his eyes above her pussy. Just as he was about to take a good look at her soft folds she spoke again, and he was compelled to look upwards once more.

“I owe you for saving my life, so I’m going to give you the only gift I can think of. You saved my body, now you get to have it to do with as you please,” she said once more softly, the smile still wide on her cum-coated face.

“That almost sounds too good to be true,” Brad responded back to her, a slight chuckle in his voice from the nervousness of having the girl throw herself at him. “Aren’t you worried I might hurt you, or get you pregnant, or give you a disease?”

She simply shook her head once to all his questions. “If you want to hurt me, go for it. I shouldn’t get pregnant from both birth control and it just not being the right time, but if I do, oh well. As for disease, I know I’m clean and I don’t care whether you are or not. If it weren’t for you, I’d be dead right now, this body either lost at sea or in a bag down in some hospital morgue. So really, it’s no harm to me whatever you choose to do, as I’m still better off than I would be otherwise.”

Brad really didn’t know what to respond. For the slightest moment he wished he was the type of guy who’d gladly take her and give her the dirtiest, kinkiest sex of her entire life, but he knew that he wasn’t. When he didn’t take the initiative, she once again did. She reached to the bottom of the t-shirt he had on and started pulling it up, over his head. He reacted instinctively, raising his arms for her to remove it.

“Why don’t you go lay on the bed?” she asked.

Stepping out of his shorts and boxers, he took her lead and hopped onto his bed. She moved to the foot of the bed and started to crawl onto it from the end, slowly crawling over his body. When her head reached his still semi-soft cock she gave it a quick playful lick before continuing to lick up his stomach to his chest. When her breasts reached there, she hovered for just a moment, letting them tease the sensitive flesh. When she finally was over him, she laid her pussy down on his cock to just rub it, transferring some of her wetness to his shaft.

“Go ahead, I know you want to. Rub them, squeeze them,” she told him, looking down between his face and her tits dangling in front of them.

He didn’t need telling twice as both hands came up to feel her breasts. As his thumbs brushed over her nipples she moaned a little, eliciting a twitch from his cock. He rubbed her breasts and started squeezing. More moans escaped from her mouth as she was enjoying the work his hands were doing.

As he continued to knead her breasts, she reached back with her left hand and lifted herself off of him enough to guide his now-hard cock to her pussy. He stopped and looked at her as she felt his shaft glide into her warm and ready hole. Another louder moan escaped from her lips as she took his fullness inside her. For Brad it was a new feeling entirely, he’d never been able to have a girl without a condom and now she was the one initiating it.

She rode him with a steady rhythm for several minutes. Her head was up, mouth open just slightly and her eyes closed as she appeared to be enjoying the feeling of him being inside her. Of course he was enjoying it, and as she continued he started to become a lot more confident in himself.

“Could I ask something?” he asked, taking his confidence out for a spin.

“Mhmm, anything,” she said, suddenly stopping.

“Can I do you doggy style?”

She opened her eyes and looked down at him with a smile. “Of course you can.” And she pulled off of him and stood up on the bed and turned around. She got on her knees and put her hands on the board at the foot of her bed. She spread her legs and arched her back to allow him to enter.

Brad’s eyes popped wide at how willing she was to go along with it and just watched as she moved herself into position. Now that he was getting a view of her ass, he didn’t want to stop. As her legs went wider he was treated to a view of everything, seeing her pussy from behind and seeing the pucker of her tiny butthole.

“CanIfuckyourass?” Brad blurted out, he wasn’t sure where it came from, as he’d never taken a chick in the butt, but part of him didn’t see another chance to have it happen.

When her head turned back around to look at him, he was worried that he’d gone too far. The smile that had been on her coated face this entire time wasn’t there. “Well, I’ve never done that before, but for you I will.”

Brad was suddenly conflicted, the girl was gonna offer her only virgin hole to him just cause he blurted it out. “Wait, you don’t have to,” he said, trying to ease his conscience.

“No, it’s okay,” she replied back to him as she got off the bed. It’s just gonna take me a few minutes to get ready. With that she crawled off the bed and back to her clothes while he watched. He hadn’t noticed the small purse that she had apparently brought with her, it did match the sarong in its deep purple color. “I’ll be out in a few,” she said before stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door.

The several minutes she was in the bathroom was nearly agony for him. Part of it was from the guilt of asking to have her ass, but the rest was definitely from the excitement that she was gonna let him fuck her virgin ass would bring. He just hoped he’d be able to last long enough to enjoy it.

When enough time passed that he was starting to get worried she was getting cold feet, he got up off the bed and was walking to the bathroom door when it opened and she stepped out, holding a bottle of lubricant in her hand. She dropped down to her knees and took some of the lube and started to smear it around his cock, getting him ready.

“I’ve done myself as best I can, but you should apply a little more lube to me,” she said looking up to him, the smile having returned. “Only if you want to of course.”

He just blinked, not knowing how he should even respond to that when she spoke again.

“Anywhere in particular?”

He looked around the room and chuckled just a little. “I’ve always fantasized about taking some hottie’s ass while she’s bent over a table.”

“As you wish,” was all she replied before standing back up and walking over to the table that doubled as a desk in the hotel room. When she arrived, she looked back to him and said, “I hope you enjoy.”

She spread her feet apart about shoulder width as she turned to face the table and leaned forward. Once her torso was against the table she reached back and put the tube of lubricant on the small of her back. To Brad’s surprise, she then used both hands to reach back and spread her ass cheeks, once again giving him that unobstructed view of all her charms.

Still filled with nervous excitement, Brad walked over to her and picked up the bottle of lube from her back and spread some on that puckered hole that was waiting for him. She let out a little gasp as she felt his finger apply rub against it for a moment.

Finally ready, Brad took his position behind the redhead, dropping the bottle to the floor. He lined up behind her and pressed his very hard cock against her backdoor, and with his right hand reaching out to grab her hip, and his left hand helping to guide, he pushed forward.

Between her spit, pussy juice, and the ample amounts of lubricant on his cock and her hole, the head popped in with only a slight bit of resistance. The girl made a sound, somewhere between a gasp and a cry. Before Brad could even think to check that she was okay, she said, “Keep going.”

Brad’s cock was in heaven, never had it felt anything wrapping so tightly around it. Barely the head was in and he was already enjoying this newfound sensation. With her blessing he started to slowly push forward. When he encountered resistance, he pulled back so only the head remained inside before pushing forward again. He had no idea how he was lasting–perhaps it was the cumming a few times already, perhaps it was sheer force of will.

He looked down watching as with every attempt a little more of his cock was being swallowed by her obscenely stretched asshole, still made all the more visible by her continuing to spread her cheeks. He lost track of the time, but he rightly guessed it had taken a few minutes but with one final push he looked down to see just the tiniest sliver of his shaft sticking out of her ass, he was buried completely inside her.

“Let go and get up on your arms,” Brad commanded her.

As she did what she was told, making it so she wasn’t pushed into the table but up enough that her breasts could hang freely, Brad was shocked with himself. Apparently it was easy for him to be confident about what he was doing with his cock balls deep in a hot redhead’s ass. He bent over a little himself to reach forward and he wrapped his hands around her breasts, squeezing them and using them as handles as he started to fuck her ass.

He was slow at first, just starting to build up a nice pace while his hands kneaded her breasts, fingers rubbing her nipples and eliciting both moans of pleasures and little whimpers of pain. As he continued and started to feel the pressure rise from within, he let go of her breasts and both hands went for her hips. A man possessed, he started fucking her harder, like he would if he was in her pussy.

The whimpers of pain from the girl became a little more prevelant, after all, this was the first dick in her ass. Once more when she seemed to think that maybe Brad would start feeling guilty, she once again encouraged him.

“Oh gawd, fuck my ass, keep fucking my ass Brad.”

And that’s all it took. Knowing he couldn’t hold on any longer, Brad again buried his entire length in her ass as he started to cum. As her bowels were filled she was breathing heavily, letting her weight collapse into the table once more.

Even as he finished coating her insides like he had her outside, Brad didn’t pull out, he stood there enjoying the view.

“Why don’t you take a picture?” he heard her soft voice say.

Taking her at his word, he pulled out and went to the night stand by his bed and grabbed his camera phone. Once more she reached back, revealing her now well fucked ass to him and turning around and smiling as he took a picture. She stood up and sat on the table, legs spread a little and motioned for him to do it again.

“And now a closeup,” she said as she moved closer and he took two more, one with her breasts in the shot and one of just her cum-covered face.

“Get dressed,” she told him now, and like everything else so far this evening, he gladly obeyed. One he was dressed she motioned him into the bathroom.

Confused, he followed her, and she grabbed his phone from him. “I know the boys won’t believe this story when you tell them, they’ll just say you got those pics from some porn site.”

Leaning back into his clothed self, she took a full body shot in the mirror. Then a closeup. She turned around and gave one last good picture of her backside for him to be standing with and smiled.

“Well Brad, I hope you enjoyed your reward. Consider it payment in kind.”

With that she left the bathroom and went out to get dressed. Of course Brad took another picture as she bent down to pick up her clothes. She put on the sarong but didn’t seem to bother with the bikini bottoms that went underneath. Once her top was in place she went back to the bathroom to get her little bag.

“Aren’t you gonna clean up your face?” Brad asked, noticing she was still wearing his cum.

“No need really, I’m kinda proud to wear it, and besides, if anyone asks, it’ll make one hell of a spring break story.” And finally she giggled.

Even though she headed to the door, Brad was wishing it wasn’t over. As she opened it and stepped out he asked, “I didn’t even get your name.”

“Check my bikini bottoms,” she said as she walked down the hall, not even looking back at him one last time.

Brad blinked a few times and looked to the floor where the white bikini bottoms remained from when she took them off. As he bent down to pick them up, he noticed writing on the inside. Undoing the strings he laid them out on the table he just finished fucking her on. There was a message:

I’ll always owe you for saving my life.

Hope you enjoyed my anal cherry.

Love Lanae

Her email address and phone number were written right below.

Brad couldn’t help but smile, spring break didn’t turn out so bad after all.

I got a bit annoyed when I answered your phone call and heard you asking me to run over to your house as soon as possible, to help you out with your home computer that wouldn’t start.

“What the hell,” I thought, “it’s my free evening, and I have to work… for a male friend!!!”

But friends are friends, we shared some great times together, so I got into my car, and drove reluctantly to your house.

When I arrived, you greeted me with a deep, sincere ‘sorry’ look on your face.

“Believe me, I am so sorry I called you in such a rush, but I really need that damned computer tonight, ” you told me, “but hey, don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’ll get a good reward for your precious help! And… before you start, you think a fresh beer might help?”

I accepted, and, seeing you so worried, I recovered some positive energy and willingly started working on your computer.

After a few moments you told me you had to take care of some other business and left the room.

I focused on my work, and in less than fifteen minutes the computer was alive and kicking: it really was nothing serious.

I finished my beer, and relaxed on the chair, satisfied of my job.

It was then that I heard some soft noises coming from somewhere around your house.

At first I didn’t understand what it was, but paying a bit of attention, it seemed to me there was something among those sounds like some sort of… moaning?

That got all my attention. And it got me curious enough to try and understand where those sounds were coming from.

I stood up, silently, my ears strained. No other sound was coming from the house, except those muffled noises. After some listening, I decided that they were coming from somewhere down the corridor.

My inborn discretion made me call your name once, in a quite loud voice.

The sounds seemed to stop, but there was no response from you, and it wasn’t long that the softened noises were audible again.

I got bold, and, since I heard nothing from you, and you were nowhere around, I started off towards the corridor, moving as quiet as could be, determined to find what was causing those sounds.

I found myself in front of a slightly opened door, a door I had never opened before (and I knew your house pretty well, since we had some great parties in here!).

Behind it I could distinctly hear those muffled noises. Listening carefully, they started sounding like some kind of sexual activity to me, and this thought was making my heart pound faster and faster. What was happening in there?

I gave a look behind me. No one around. And no other sound seemed to come from the rest of the house.

In my mind, an intriguing vision started forming, and I found myself picturing you inside that room, watching some porn, thinking I was still working on your pc, unaware I was behind your door, instead.

So I came up with the decision I wanted to make you a hell of a surprise, catching you in some dirty action…

I slowly moved the door and… I froze at the sight!

There was a bed right next to the wall, and a woman was lying on it, half naked, wearing just a colored top that was raised on her chest, exposing her breasts.

She was tied to the bed, with her legs well spread, fully exposed to my view, and a blindfold was covering her eyes. Her head was turned on the other direction, towards you.

You were kneeling beside her, fully naked, with your hard cock rubbing against her open mouth.

I couldn’t move, hypnotized by that sight.

A voice inside of me was telling me to turn around and move away, I was violating your privacy, your intimacy… but my body would not respond. My eyes were glued to that scene and… in a flash I realized it was… your wife?!?!?!

Oh my, it was really her… I knew that lady, we had dinners together, with the two of you, we went on holidays, shopping, watching sports, but I always saw her dressed, in her normal life… now she was there, naked, exposed, with a cock in her mouth, her legs tied open.

I struggled, trying to turn away, but… I was hypnotized by the hair of her pussy, by her skin, by her hard nipples… I could even see her partially opened labia, and the whole pubic area looked moist, maybe spread with oil or some kind of lube.

A dildo was lying between her legs, a few inches from her pussy, and the way it glittered made me understand it had recently been inside her.

You were whispering something.

Without realizing it, I already had a hand on the bulge that was arrogantly pushing on my shorts, trying to contain my erection.

I slightly turned my head, to catch your words.

“Yes … me good … there … might …”

I was missing too much of the conversation.

I was so excited that I lost all my decency, and slightly pushed the door a bit more open, so that your speaking became clearer.

“Oooh, baby, suck it… you’re so hot… you love it when I tie you up, don’t you?”

I saw her nodding her head, without letting your cock go.

Your hand was now massaging her pussy, and the sliding back and forth on her lips was causing slippery sounds that I found extremely arousing. Her hips were thrusting upward, looking for a deeper contact.

“And how does it feel”, you added, “knowing he’s in our house right now?”

What?!? You were talking about me??

She let your cock pop out of her mouth, and with a soft moan she whispered: “You’re such a fucking bastard… I’m sure it’s turning you on more than me…”

“Mmmmm, it might be” you answered, stroking your cock on her cheek.

“I know your twisted mind,” she teased you. “You’d love him to peek at me now, don’t you?” she asked.

“And would you let him watch?” you replied.

“Oh fuck… stick your fingers in, please …” she pleaded with a moan.

“Answer me… and I might do it…”

“Oh you wicked pervert… ” she was squirming, moving her hips, contracting her ass, simulating intercourse, but your hand remained out of reach.

“You know it… you know me… fuck! touch me…” she begged.

“I want to hear it from you…” you insisted.

“I… mmmm… oh, fuck you, of course I would… you know it turns me on as well… you know I’d love it” she finally admitted, as your cock teased her nipple, and finally your hand landed on her pussy.

I couldn’t believe my ears. I couldn’t believe my eyes!!! The two of you were really talking about… me!!!

I was overwhelmed by the unexpected situation, too excited to leave, too incredulous to do anything. I was mesmerized. And didn’t move. Except for my cock, that was throbbing in my pants, hard as a rock.

You turned towards the door, and probably noticed it was a bit more open than how you left it. I froze and held my breath.

You smiled, and beckoned me in, with a wave of your hand.

Did you really see me?

You repeated the gesture.

Yes. You knew I was there.

So I opened the door, making no sound, and stepped in, holding my breath, my heart pounding fast.

I was in.

Without loosing eye contact with me, you told her: “Mmmm, now imagine he would enter this room…”

She moaned, as your cock got back in her mouth.

“Would you let him take out his cock and start touching himself?” you asked.

“Mmmmfff” she nodded, moving her lips faster on your shaft.

“Mmmmm… really?” and you looked at my bulge, moving your head, gesturing me to get naked.

I shook my head, incredulous, but by now I was too turned on to resist anymore, and refuse.

“I’d love to see his excited face, his stiff cock, while he’s watching you, your body, lying here” you teased her, “and I’d open your pussy like this… for his pleasure”

Your fingers widened her labia, totally exposing her to me.

She arched her back, letting go your cock once again.

“Oh my God… you fucker… do you want me to go crazy!!!”

Her face and neck was red with lust, as she pushed up her pelvis.

“I’d want you both to go crazy…” you added.

At this time I had my cock firmly in my hand, my shorts and underwear dropped at my ankles, and I started stroking myself slowly, afraid that all this crazy situation would make me cum too soon.

“Oh yes baby… he’d love to stroke his hot cock looking at your pussy” you incited, “and I’m sure he’d do anything we’d ask him”

“Oh yes … keep on touching me… faster … ” she added.

“Would you let me ask…” you teased.

“What would you ask?” she prodded you, grinding her teeth, her lips tightened with excitement. “Come on, you wicked, tell me what you’d ask… tell me what would excite you most… go on…”

“I’d ask him to lick you, and make you cum while you suck my cock dry…”

You were looking at me, pure lust glowing from you eyes.

I was stroking hard my cock, grasping it as tight as I could, feeling fire in my groin.

She was moving with slow, lewd, rhythmic movements of her pelvis, rubbing her pussy on your fingers.

“Ask him…” she hissed

Everything happened so fast.

I moved to the bed, leaving my pants and underwear on the floor, my cock firmly in my fist.

She contracted all her muscles, startled, when she felt my weight on the bed. You stared at me as my mouth reached your wife’s pussy, and as she screamed with pleasure, you started pounding your cock in her mouth, with strong, fast thrusts, never lifting your eyes from me, from my tongue that was running all over her pussy, sucking her clit, making her squirm.

I felt her contractions, I saw her arching, pulling her arms so strong that she eventually loosened her hands from the bonds.

She took your cock with one hand, stroking it as fast as she could, and with the other hand she held my head firmly on her pussy.

“FUCK, YES… I … AM …. CUMMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” she screamed her orgasm, and that made my cock explode in long, powerful sprays of cum that fell on your sheets.

That was too much for you as well, you couldn’t hold back anymore, and you filled your wife’s breasts, neck and lips with thick jets of your cum, in the spasms of your own orgasm.

We were all totally overtaken by the incredible pleasure.

We both laid beside her, one on each side of her body, and in a few seconds we all fell asleep, exhausted.

Even in the shade of the tree canopy, the air was warm and smelled of moss. Logan Mathews could see the trail restoration team spread out along the hillside. The bark walkway stretched about 30 yards in either direction from him and then turned in a sharp switchback at either end. Huge evergreens towered overhead with ferns and berries around his thighs. Logan was pulling vines and blackberries away from the trail edge, while others from the team worked on the trail above him, higher up the mountain, replacing wooden beams that lined the path.

Logan glanced up as a girl in tank top and cargo shorts walked toward him down the incline of the path. Her strawberry blond hair was swinging in a ponytail, and her breasts seem to gently match the movement beneath the white cotton.

“Hey,” he said, glancing at her bare calves and hiking boots.

“Hi,” she answered, cracking a small smile. “They’re done with the beams and are heading up to a higher elevation. They sent me down here to help you.”

“Sure,” said Logan as he straightened up, his chest breathing heavily from the work. “What’s your name?”

“Sunny,” as she pulled off a work glove to shake his hand.

“Really? Wow.” Logan gave her a lopsided grin and took the small hand in his. It was soft and warm, and her toned arm flexed a bit as she looked up at him.

“Yeah, I know. Parents from the 60′s, blah, blah…,” she said sheepishly.

“No, no…um…it’s cool,” giving her another smile. “I’m Logan. Is this your first restoration? I haven’t seen you before.”

Sunny took in his broad shoulders and trim waist under the jeans. His green eyes stood out next to the brown t-shirt that was pulling gently across his chest. “Yea, I’ve done the guided hikes and snowshoe trips, but I have a German Shepard I usually take and they won’t let him come on the maintenance stuff. He’s with my sister today though…”

“How about I start up there and work my way toward you?” she said, motioning to the hillside 15 yards away from Logan. He nodded, staring at her intently.

Sunny turned, knowing that Logan was staring at her ass as she walked away from him. She glanced back catching his eye before reaching down to cut more vegetation. Logan couldn’t resist the moment to watch her bent over, shorts riding up her thighs, as he took a drink from a Nalgene bottle. She was tan, and tight, but it surprised him how quickly his body had responded to her.

He was just about to start working again when he heard a far-away yell and an echo from splitting wood. He knew it was the team higher up the mountain, but something in the sound made him tense. Then a louder crack and the flurry of a bird as it flew up from the forest floor. Logan’s body reacted before his brain did, as he dropped his shears and started toward Sunny. The hair on his neck bristled as he lunged forward. Then he saw it — a 3 foot boulder, careening down the hill from somewhere up above, smashing branches as it gained speed.

Sunny looked up just as Logan yelled her name and came at her in a dead run. She wasn’t sure what part of him hit first, but with one arm around her shoulders and the other around her waist, he knocked her off her feet and rolled once, twice and landed to the side of the path half on top of her as the boulder whizzed by her head and continued down the hillside. Her chest heaved as she caught her breath, slowly feeling Logan’s body around her…on her. One forearm was under her shoulders, a hand cradling her head. She could feel his mouth along her far cheek. A large thigh resting heavily between her legs. The inhale and exhale of his stomach moved against her ribs. Logan pushed with his other arm and rose above her, concern on his face.

“Are you ok?!” he rasped, his eyes scanning the top half of her body.

“What happ…?” as Sunny gasped and blinked still feeling the jolt of the fall with him.

“It was, uhh, a boulder from the group up above. They must have dislodged….God, the idiots.” Logan stared down into her face. “I…..” he struggled. “I’m sorry,” as he levered up off her.

Feeling his weight leave made her gasp. Sunny stood shakily grabbing a handful of fabric on his t-shirt. “No! It’s ok….Um…Thank you,” she said breathing heavily.

Logan’s adrenaline was still pounding. He put a hand behind her neck, his thumb along her jaw. God she was gorgeous. “It’s….,” he started to say. The smell of her skin with the dirt and the pine was too much for him. Logan bent forward crushing his mouth on hers. She was sweet and soft and he groaned with pleasure.

Sunny reacted immediately, slipping a hand along his shoulder, molding her body to his, pressing her breasts into his chest. Logan’s hand splayed across the small of her back, pulling her even closer. She opened her mouth slightly and he lapped at her tongue, tasting the faint scent of oranges.

Sunny was lost in his hard strength and drugging kisses. Was she dizzy from the near accident?…or the hands caressing her back, her stomach, sliding up her ribcage.

“Ohhhh!” Sunny cried as she buckled in pain, breaking the seal on his lips. Logan’s hand had risen along her left side causing her to flinch. He pulled back instantly, frowning.

“Owwww…my side,” she complained and gingerly pulled at her tank top. Logan covered her hand with his and slipped the fingers of his other hand under the fabric.

“All right, wait, let me see,” he offered and bent slightly at an angle for a better look.

Logan could still sense the feel of her body from pinning her beneath him. He couldn’t believe he’d reached her in time, nevertheless gotten her out of the way. The boulder would have knocked them unconscious, or worse. As he lifted the shirt and cocked his head for a better look, Logan saw the gash in the soft flesh under her last rib. A shard of wood was lodged in the skin and blood had started to ooze down her side.

“Jesus. Ok, hold still,” he commanded and unclipped a small fanny pack from around his waist. He pulled out a gauze pad and alcohol wipe. “Well, at least you know how to make a first impression,” he quipped, which made Sunny both chuckle and wince at the sting of moving.

Logan crouched slightly wrapping an arm around her torso to brace any movement, and then without warning gently pulled the piece of branch from her side.

“Ahhh! What are you doing!?” Sunny yelled.

It pained him to hear her cry out but he covered the wound with gauze and then held her still in his embrace, the pressure from his hand working to stop the bleeding. He could feel her shaking slightly.

“I’m sorry, darling, but I had to get that out and letting you think about it wouldn’t have helped matters. Good news is it’s not very deep. Let me clean it up a bit and you’re good as new.”

Sunny smiled weakly as she let him work on her. His hands were large, but nimble, and although it was difficult for her to see everything he was doing, his warm fingers were soft against her skin. His palm flattened against her stomach as he pushed gently to seal the gauze bandage. He pocketed the paper wrapper waste but left his other hand on her hip, just below the wound. He was back to standing over her, thighs just brushing hers, their breath intermingling.

“Thanks. Again.” Sunny said meeting his gaze. “That’s twice that you’ve….” “Thanks,” she finished as she put a hand up to his chest.

Logan could feel himself reacting again. An ache in his chest, his stomach, his loins.

“I guess I couldn’t resist,” he stammered while realizing that Sunny hadn’t pulled away…and hadn’t stopped looking at him. Her pert little mouth was open slightly, her face still flush, and her eyes sparkling more boldly than before.

“Then don’t.” She countered with a little smile. That was all Logan needed to give in to her sweet request. He brought both hands up, cupping her face and kissed her firmly. Her lips were soft and moist as he brushed kisses across them. The tip of her tongue teased his upper lip as she tilted her head higher to meet his. Logan felt the rest of his body responding, his cock protesting the confinement in his jeans. He slid his tongue along hers, drawing it out and sliding it in again. She suckled on him and then nipped at his lower lip. Her hands slid around his back and caressed upward, feeling the ridge of muscles running along either side.

Logan brushed his mouth along her cheeks and her jaw as one hand slid behind her head to hold her where he wanted.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re just sexy hot,” he confessed, pulling her tighter but careful to avoid the bandage on her side.

Sunny pushed her hips against him moaning. She twisted slightly and drew her crotch along one of his thighs. Logan groaned, pulling at her tank, and tasting her lips again. He cupped the sides of her breasts, dragging his thumbs over her nipples as they hardened for him. She easily filled his hands, the mounds firm and pliable. He pulled his mouth from her and nuzzled under her ear, along her neck. Sunny wanted more. She drove her hands down his back and pulled up his t-shirt to slip her fingers under the waistband of his jeans. He was damp with sweat. She pulled a hand to the front and felt the hardness of his stomach and the trail of soft hair that lead to something much harder.

“Logan…” she whispered. “I want…,” trailing off.

Logan had worked the straps of her tank and bra off her shoulders and then pulled downward freeing her breasts to the air, and to his heavy lidded gaze. “God, Sunny,” he moaned taking one of the large nipples in his mouth, circling it with his tongue and grazing the tip with his teeth. Sunny brought one hand up, holding a breast for him and pointing a dusky nipple right at his mouth. Sparks of pleasure rippled down his limbs and deepened the ache between his legs. His cock was so hard; he shifted trying to find some comfort.

She knew what he needed. Pulling at his waistband, she undid the button and coaxed the zipper down while pulling the denim apart. The jeans sagged on his hips, but he was still throbbing…already huge and peeking out the top of the boxers. She pulled her breast from his mouth and pushed him slightly till he felt one of the huge evergreens tree trunks behind him. Her hands pulled on the elastic of the boxers, freeing him, and she wrapped her warms fingers around his length. With his hands gripping her arms, Logan closed his eyes and gasped deeply, “Ohhhh that feels so fucking good.”

Sunny pushed his jeans and boxers lower while she dropped a hand to caress the inside of his thigh as she slid down his chest. Her huge nipples brushing his stomach as she trailed kisses down his front. Her tongue paused at his navel, dipping inside and wetting the hollow, causing it to cool in the forest air. Logan’s back leaned against the tree behind him for support. He brought one hand to her shoulder and the other to the top of her head, pushing gently to keep her moving downward. His knees were weakening with the rabid desire to have her mouth enveloping him.

Her one hand moved up his thigh to the crease at the inside top of his leg, while the other hand began an unholy stroking of his cock which was slick with precum in anticipation. She tipped her lower hand open and palmed his sac, massaging slowly, just as her knees hit the ground in front of him.

“Oh, shit, baby…” Logan managed as he knew he couldn’t last much longer.

“Not yet,” Sunny crooned, “I still need a taste of you.” And with that she buried her mouth over the top of him causing Logan to toss his head back against the tree and grab the trunk with one hand to steady himself. Logan felt her hand tighten on the base of his cock as her nose came all the way to his pelvis and then with a small choke, she pulled backward almost the end. Her tongue ringed around the tip of his mushroom and then flicked lightly on the end before she buried her face on him again.

Her hair had come loose from the ponytail and wisps of it fell around her face, teasing his thighs. Logan looked down at her and thrust his hand into the strawberry colored silk and encouraged her to move faster. She was pulling on him hard, stroking with her hand to the same rhythm as her mouth, while her other hand rolled his balls underneath. His veins teased her tongue and she sucked harder for the tangy salt of him.

“Oh, God…oh, gawd….” Logan bit his lip as his leg muscles tightened. Sunny slid her hand thru his legs and covering his ass with her palm, pulled him toward her madly thrusting mouth. Logan let out a deep guttural moan and exploded in her mouth, hot cum shooting into her throat, leaking down her chin, and spilling onto her hand that was still milking him slowly.

“Mmm hmmmm….” Sunny lapped at his cream, swallowing deeply and smearing it across her lips. “Oh, you taste so fucking good,” as she licked, cleaning the tip of him.

Logan gradually became aware of the breeze and sound of a few birds far off. As she slid her hands back to his hips, Logan pulled her up along the front of him…her breasts retracing their path along his cock, his stomach, and settling on his heaving chest.

“Holy Hell.” Logan couldn’t think of much more to say. “You need to do trail work more often,” his breath softening.

Sunny licked her bottom lip. Her smoky eyes staring into his. “There’s another restoration tomorrow,” she smiled.

For the life of her, Annette could not fathom her boyfriend’s fascination with her asshole.

It was another Saturday night; they’d decided to spend it in. Much better to play their naked games than to hang out in a bunch of smoky bars and nightclubs, spending money and not having much fun. Instead, Annette was deliciously nude, leaning over the sofa with her legs spread wide. Her hands were on her hips, holding her asscheeks apart for David’s detailed inspection of her hiney.

It wasn’t that she particularly minded, it wasn’t particularly unpleasant or anything like that. If the truth were to be told, she rather enjoyed the slick feel of David’s tongue in her asshole as he rimmed her. She just didn’t understand why David insisted on worshipping her anus when her tight little pussy was right there, neatly trimmed and shaved and ready to be played with.

Still, it was a delicious sensation; it was superb to feel his wet tongue tickle her tingling nerve endings as she leaned forward with her ample breasts pressed against the soft leather of the sofa. And the feelings generated by his hand, stroking her pussy so softly as he licked her asshole, sent a warmth through her being that was so luxurious.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMMM . . . ” she moaned low as he continued to lick and stroke.

Feeling David’s fingertips moving around the very edges of her asshole, it occurred that perhaps tonight was The Night. Maybe it was time for her to find out what all those articles in her women’s magazines were talking about. Annette looked back over her shoulder to where David’s head was buried in her ass. “Honey . . . ” she began, but couldn’t quite bring herself to saying the words.

“Mmmm?” David replied, with his eyes closed and his tongue still deep in her ass.

“Do you want to . . . ”


“Do you want to . . . . . . would you like to . . . . . . fuck me in the ass?”

Whew! There, she’d said it! She’d gotten the forbidden words out of her mouth. David responded by squeezing her asscheeks. He withdrew his tongue from her ass and traced little patterns across her rosebud with a fingertip while he collected his thoughts.

“Do you really mean it, honey?”

“Sure,” she said. Her boldness caused adrenalin to thrill through her veins; she felt blood rushing to her face. After all, it wasn’t every night a girl crossed into taboo territory.

David’s finger probed slightly deeper into her rectum, about an inch deep, up to the middle knuckle. As she was plenty wet there from David’s saliva there was no friction resistance; still, she was quite tight back there and the sensation was very definitely a filling one. David probed deeper. When David hooked his thumb into her tight pussy in the classic ‘bowling ball’ grip, Annette sucked in her breath and went up on the balls of her feet. Whatever doubts or fears she’d had a moment ago were dispelled. Annette shook her ass and tried to move back, to skewer herself deeper onto his thumb and forefinger. As David DP’d her, Annette knew she was on the right track.

“Come on, honey,” she breathed. At this point she could barely whisper as his finger probed deeper into her asshole. “I want to try it that way. I want to feel your cock in my ass.”

Now it was David who seemed a bit hesitant. “Um, okay,” he said. “You want to take a hot bath or something first, something to loosen you up a bit more?”

How sweet! Annette thought. He’s concerned for my comfort! “That’s a good idea,” she said. “A shower, not a bath. I’m hot now and I want to get started soon!”

Annette laughed now as David got up from the floor and lifted her ass up as he buried his finger and thumb deep as possible into her asshole and pussy. “Oh! Oh! Oh! Ha! Ha! Ha!” she laughed.

David kept her off balance like this for a few moments, forcing her up on her toes and the balls of her feet as he maneuvered her around the room. They were both laughing when he finally let her down and held her in his arms. It was nice to be naked together in the well-lit room. She held his hard cock in her hand and stroked him gently as they kissed. Annette could discern the slightest taste of her asshole on his tongue. It was not noticeably unpleasant or stinky; she’d made sure to clean herself thoroughly, earlier on. Rather, his mouth tasted warm and like sex, sort of like when he kissed her after eating her pussy.

Annette broke the kiss and turned toward the bathroom down the hallway. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled, stretching out a hand for him. “Come on, lover,” she smiled. David looked her in the eyes, then his eyes wandered down. Annette could feel his eyes on her naked ass as he followed her down the hallway.

In the bathroom, Annette turned on the water and waited a moment for it to heat up. Then she grabbed David by the dick and pulled him into the warm water with her. Steaming needles of water soothed tense muscles in her neck and shoulders. After a moment of luxuriating in the hot torrents of water, Annette took the bar of soap and rubbed all over his dick and balls until he was hard and poking straight out in front. David took the soap in turn and began spreading soapsuds across her round knockers, holding them and gently squeezing as Annette curled her fingers around his pole and began to slowly stroke up and down.

They both looked down and shared a laugh at the spectacle; her nipples poked through the bubbles as he massaged her tits, like little pink mountaintops poking through a cloud cover, while his cock was hard and stiff, as large as a policeman’s nightstick in her little hand. And so wet and slippery!

Annette loved his cock. She loved every inch of it, all over every inch of her body. She held it pointing up so that it lay against the flat of her belly as they embraced, long and hard and hot and soapy. She felt his hands on her ass as they kissed. As she sucked his tongue she felt David rubbing the bar of soap up and down her crack, felt his wet fingertips rubbing across her asshole. It seemed her asshole was a thousand times more sensitive now.

Tonight’s THE night! Annette thought with a wicked grin. Tonight I’m going to take it in the ass!

She turned and leaned against the wall so that David could scrub her more thoroughly back there. She spread her legs wide for him as he scrubbed up and down with the soap, working up a lather. “Oh!” Annette started, as he inserted a finger into her backdoor and began gently fingerfucking her. “Oh! Oh! Oh!” she cried. She was still quite tight, but the soap and the hot water and his finger were helping her loosen up quite a bit, now. It’s time to get this show on the road . . . Annette thought.

They exited the shower and toweled off, a brisk rubbing with thick, white fluffy towels. As her skin was dried out from the shower, Annette rubbed some lotion on her body, then carried the bottle of lotion with her as they went into the bedroom.

The lighting was low, the curtains were drawn. Dropping her towel, Annette turned, placed her arms about David’s shoulders and looked deep into his eyes. “I want to suck your dick,” she said quietly.

David loved to hear her talk dirty like this. Reaching down, she could feel his pole was engorged, stiff as an iron rod and pointing straight up at the ceiling. Annette went to her knees and opened her mouth wide.

His cock felt good in her mouth, big and hard and hot. Annette closed her eyes, taking him deep into her mouth as he fucked her face. She wanted him good and hard for when he fucked her in the ass.

David held her head in his hands, eyes closed and groaning in ecstasy as she ran her mouth up and down his pole. She stroked his length with her hand as she ran her lips up and down the sensitive underside, then took him in her mouth again. Holding his balls in one hand as she sucked, she stroked him into her open mouth with the other.

Finally, sensing a tightening in his balls, Annette released him from her mouth. She didn’t want him to come before the Main Event. Still holding his cock in her hands, she walked him over to the bed. Sitting down on the mattress and facing him, she held her tits up for him in her two hands and said, “Titfuck me.”

David’s hands rested on her shoulders as his cock slid between her ample pair. At a respectable 36D, Annette was well equipped for titfucking. As the red head of his cock went up and down between her melons, she leaned over to kiss it’s head, to lubricate his cock with her spit while he fucked her in her cleavage.

His cock felt great. Long and hot and hard between her tits; his hard cockmeat against her soft, yet firm flesh. Finally, letting him go and scooting back on the mattress, Annette said, “Please, fuck my pussy!” She wanted to come, too, before letting him have a stab at her from behind. It was only fair.

Annette lay on her back, her legs wide open as David climbed over her. Poised over her on all fours, the tip of his cock lay against the wet lips of her pussy. Annette reached down and guided his shaft into her wet hole.

“OH!” she exclaimed as he entered her. He was hot and hard and VERY big. All thought left her as her pussy immediately went into the throes of orgasm. Clinging to him, Annette dragged her fingernails across David’s back. Love juices squirted out of her wet hole, saturating the tops of both of their thighs. David sank his fingertips into the soft flesh of her ass as he plowed her furrow. Annette now dwelled in a world where all that existed was the giant cock thrusting in and out of her wet pussy. When David’s eyes rolled up in their sockets, however, Annette sensed his moment was near. Wishing for him to save it, she began pushing against his heaving chest.

“Let me turn over, honey,” she said. “I want you to fuck my asshole!

David managed to extract himself. He hung over her, panting, the tip of his hard cock still pointing right at her swollen, wet pussylips. Annette squirmed a bit, moving to the side as best she could underneath of him until David moved back on his knees to allow Annette some freedom of movement. Annette got on all fours, buried her head in the pillows as she offered up her ass to him.

She felt David moving behind her. She felt his hands on her ass and then she felt the blunt end of his cock nudging up against her browneye. At the last moment she remembered something, and reached over to the bedside table for the bottle of lotion she’d brought in from the bathroom. “Here, honey, use this,” she said as she handed it back to him.

There was a cold sensation back there as he squirted a dollop of lotion into her backdoor, then again the feeling of his cockhead forcing itself against her asslips. Her heart was beating like a bass drum in her chest. Here goes . . . she thought. The Moment of Truth.

Annette breathed deep, forcing herself to relax. “Go ahead, lover. Put it in.”

The pain was there as the round head of his cock forced her ass open wide, but not as intense as she’d expected. She was glad they’d played around in the shower; it had loosened her up somewhat. “Hold on a sec,” she breathed. “Let me get used to it a bit.” After a moment she felt her sphincter relax a bit more, and she said, “Go ahead, you can go in deeper now.”

She felt David moving his rod in and out, trying to make his way deeper into her ass. She felt so full of cock. “Okay, hold on, honey. I gotta have another second.”

Then she felt she could take it. His cock felt great in her ass and she began wiggling her hips as she tried to back herself on to him. She loved the sensation of being absolutely filled with his cock. His dick was hard and incredibly hot in her ass. She began rocking back and forth, to and fro, impaling herself further on his rod. “Go ahead, lover, you can fuck me now. FUCK ME IN THE ASS!”

David’s thrusts began in earnest now. Both hands on her asscheeks, she felt him plunge in. It was all she could do to reach under herself to hold her pussy, to lay a finger between her parted labia and rub up and down her swollen clit. She was being fucked in the ass, he was fucking her in the ass! Annette even loved the way that sounded, as she managed to grunt between in depth thrusts, “Fuck me . . . . . . uh! uh! . . . in the . . . . . . uh! uh! . . . ass . . . . . . uh! uh! . . . fuck me . . . . . . uh! uh! . . . in the . . . . . . uh! uh! . . . ass . . .

Finally his thrusts increased to where there was a slapping sound as his hips pounded against the cheeks of her ass. The sheer force of his pounding against her backside forced her down onto the mattress until she was laying flat on her belly as he continued to shove his hard rod in and out of her tight butthole. Annette felt every part of her being revolved around the hard piston that was going in and out of her anus, now stretched wide open to take his thick, rigid cock.

“Fuck . . . me . . . in . . . the . . . ASS! she managed to grit out between clenched teeth. “Fuck . . . me . . . in . . . the . . . ASS!

Annette sensed it was almost his moment as David’s thrusts increased in depth and tempo and he sank his fingers even deeper still into her asscheeks. “Oh yes!” she cried as what felt like gallons of hot sperm flooded deep into her ass. “Yesss!!!”

Incredibly enough, Annette was coming, her pussyjuice streaming over her fingers as he nailed her behind. “YESSS!!! FUCK ME IN THE ASS!!! FUCK ME IN THE AAASSSSSSS!!!”

Afterward they lay there, panting, the love sweat of their marathon session dripping off their bodies and saturating the sheets. She detected his dick softening, and then there was a funny sort of –pop!- sound as he pulled out, and her asslips seemed to tingle and burn in a pleasant sort of a way. When Annette rolled over onto her back to hug and kiss David, she tried to clench her asshole shut, but she couldn’t seem to keep his thick sperm from leaking out. She didn’t care that she’d have to wash the sheets; his hot come felt good coming out between the cheeks of her ass.

Annette kissed his lips, then moved down to press her face into his chest and whispered, “I want to thank you for that, lover.”

“No, honey,” he replied. “I want to thank you.” Her face still pressed against his chest, Annette was wide-eyed from sheer amazement; a secret smile played upon her lips. WOW! she thought, I CAME! He fucked me in the ass and I CAME!

Annette knew at that moment she’d done more than simply loose her ass-cherry that night. A line had been crossed, and she knew she’d never look back . . .

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