She was a wild, untamed woman, and perfect for him. She bucked back against him and he gave her what she wanted, sliding his cock deep into her, but not too hard. Not yet. He needed to wait until the end or this was going to be over too soon. She was hot and wet and milking him with her muscles, her body glowing in the firelight as she moved against him.
He leaned back to watch his cock disappear into her, to see how her * grabbed on to him and draw him in. He spread her ass cheeks, the tiny puckered hole enticing him. He wet his finger and teased her there, rubbing his finger back and forth over her anus as he thrust in and out of her. Her moans of pleasure told him she liked what he was doing.
When he inserted the tip of his finger, she let out a cry of pleasure, her * clenching around him in response.
“Where’s your lube, Jenna?”
“Right-hand bedroom drawer.”
“Stay just like that. I’ll be right back.”
He withdrew, went into her bedroom, and grabbed the lube, then came back, coating his finger with it. He entered her * again, and played with the little hole, making sure it was well lubricated. This time, he slid his finger in deeper.
“Oh, God,” she said, lowering her head to the carpet and lifting her ass against him. “I like that.”
He drew his finger in and out in rhythm to fucking her *. Her ass clenched around his finger, a tight sheath, her * convulsing around his cock as he speared her with both. His balls quivered at the thought of fucking her tight hole, of taking her there right now.
“You want this?” he asked, pushing his finger farther into her anus.
“Yes,” she said, her voice breathless. “Let’s go to the bedroom. I have a dildo in there that’ll get me off while you’re fucking my ass.”
He shook his head. “You never fail to amaze me, Jenna.”
She gave him a quirked smile in response. “I hope not.”
He withdrew and they went into the bedroom. He washed up, then joined her.
Jenna was on the bed, a thick silicone penis in her hands. She handed him the lube.
He smiled down at her. “I’m going to fuck you in the ass and make you come. I’m going to make us both come. Hard.”
She got on her hands and knees, lubricated the dildo, and slid it into her *. “I’m going to enjoy this.”
Hell, he could just watch her fuck herself with that dildo and jack off. The sight of her on her knees getting herself off was such a turn-on he could come right now.
“Damn, Jenna,” he said.
“You like to watch me.”
“Yeah.”
“Remind me to get myself off for you sometime.”
He took his cock in his hand, stroked it. “Anytime you want, babe, I’ll be a happy voyeur.”
“Put your cock in my ass. I’m ready to come.”
He put on the condom and coated it with lube, then poured more on her anus. He spread her ass cheeks, his balls tightening with anticipation of having her here, of feeling her getting herself off with that dildo while he fucked her ass.
He pushed his cock head past the barrier of tight muscle. She hissed.
“Tell me if you hurt.”
“Just get your cock inside me,” she said, pulling the dildo out of her * when he pushed his cock deeper into her ass.
He did it slow and easy, inch by inch, gritting his teeth as her body clenched around him, squeezing his dick in a stranglehold that made his balls tighten up and threaten to erupt.
Not yet. Not even close. He held back, then slid in all the way home.
“Oh, yes,” Jenna said, then slid the dildo back in. He felt it sliding past the thin barrier between her * and her ass.
When she pulled it out and plunged it back inside her *, he started to move inside her ass.
“Oh, fuck,” she said. “Yes. Yes.”
That was exactly how he felt. It was tight, hot, and perfect. He pulled partway out, then thrust into her again, getting into rhythm with the dildo she used, taking her cues on when to pull out, and when to shove back inside her again.
She squeezed him perfectly, and he had to hold on until she got off. Truth was, he could come any moment. His balls quivered and he was ready to shoot. With every plunge of the dildo, she tortured him, made him ready to go off. And when she went faster, so did he, giving her exactly what she asked for.
Sweat poured down his body, into his eyes, as he held on, thrusting into her, watching her pleasure herself. The intimacy and trust she gave him undid him. He wanted this to be good for her.
“Oh, God, oh, God, Tyler, I’m going to come. Fuck me harder.”
She had his cock in the iron grip of her ass, and he was going to explode. He reared back and powered into her, again and again, and when she screamed, her body convulsing around him, he let go, shouting out as his climax was wrenched from him. He wrapped an arm around her waist and held on as he shuddered and emptied until he had nothing left.
He withdrew, pulling Jenna with him into the shower.
She lay against the wall like a limp rag doll. He washed her, taking tender care with her, then turned off the shower and handed her a towel.
“I’m done for,” she said, giving him a sleepy, half-lidded look as she towel-dried her hair.