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FIRST TIME
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by Les Brian
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My girlfriend Cathy loves when I slide my finger in her ass
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while we're fucking or when I eat her. But she's always been
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hesitant to let me fuck her in the ass.
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"I don't know," she always says, "it looks like it hurts."
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No matter how much I persuade her, I still can't convince her.
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She has two housemates, while I have my own place. As a
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result, we spend more time at my place. One Friday night, we
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didn't feel like going out, so I rented a couple of movies. We did
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as we always do, watched the straight movie first, sipping wine and
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nibbling take out. Then, after the movie, we put on a porn tape
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and followed our inclinations.
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Well, the movie we rented was pretty hot. One scene showed
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a really hung stud working his tool into the tight backside of a
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sweet young thing. Cathy stopped playing with me and sat rapt,
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watching. The guy slowly worked his cock into the girl, while she
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obviously liked it. By the time the guy had fourteen inches in the
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girl's butt, Cathy was breathing hard. She bent to blow me, one
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finger working into my asshole. I worked her around on top of me
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and began eating her.
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I slipped one finger in her wet pussy, then worked it into her
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ass. Her checks clenched around it and she ground her pussy into
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my face. I worked another finger into her ass and her mouth went
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into high gear on my cock. Say what you like about anal sex; Cathy
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gives the best head I've ever had.
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Her pussy was wet and slippery, but no matter how I pleaded,
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she wouldn't let me slide my cock in her ass.
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"You saw that guy. I'm nowhere near that big."
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"It'll hurt."
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"I'll be gentle. I promise. If it hurts, I'll stop."
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"No, please, Doug. Please." She redoubled her efforts on my
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cock, her finger twirling in my asshole. I worked both fingers as
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deep as I could in her ass and concentrated on getting her off as
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hard as possible.
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"Stop," she said.
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"What?"
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"You're doing that on purpose. You never use two fingers."
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"They fit. That's how big my cock is."
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"No. Just no."
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"But you like my fingers..."
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Some guys I know would force her. After all, if she likes two
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fingers, she's gonna like your cock, right? But I'm not that kind
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of guy. Besides, even a finger in the ass hurts if you fight it.
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You've got to open up and relax or it's painful.
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"Doug, you're not mad at me, are you?"
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"I just really want to do it, that's all. I'll do whatever
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you want to do."
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"I'm sorry. I'm just scared."
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"It's ok, honey."
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She swung around and kissed my mouth. "Come on my face," she
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said. "You like that."
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It's true. Watching my come dribble off her lips, it was hard
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to stay angry.
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The following Friday, Cathy called me at work and invited me
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over. "Donna and Sherry are away. We'll have the place to
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ourselves."
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So, at 7:00, I found myself ringing her doorbell, a bag of
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take out Chinese food steaming in my hands. She met me wearing a
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tight pair of jeans and a white silk camisole I'd bought her.
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I should describe Cathy so you'll know what looking at her did
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to me. We're both in our late 20's. Cathy is about 5' 6" and
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slim. She has dark brown hair, so dark it's almost black, and
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really small breasts, which make her self-conscious. "I'll bet you
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never went out with a girl as flat as me," she once said. She
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never believed that it didn't matter.
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But it doesn't. I'm an ass man, and her ass is pure poetry.
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Two firm cheeks, long legs, and a pussy mound that juts proudly
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out. Dark, dark pussy hair and a clit that, when it's erect,
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sticks out of her pubic hair. In jeans, I come near creaming just
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watching her walk. And she knows it. She loves camisoles because
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she thinks they hide the fact that she's flat. So, jeans and a
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camisole meant Cathy was feeling randy tonight.
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She kissed me and locked the door behind me. "Put that away,"
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she said. "We're not hungry."
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"Oh, I could eat something," I told her. She laughed and led
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me into the living room.
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She had put a bunch of pillows on the floor and set up the
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VCR. She turned off all the lights except for one blue light. We
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both like blue light because it's real "night time" illumination
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instead of red, which is kind of tacky. Anyway, she put her hands
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on my head and drew me to her. She kissed me, thrusting her tongue
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between my lips, while her pussy ground against me.
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"Let's put on the movie," she said. When she started it, I
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was surprised to see it was the same movie from the week before.
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And it was cued to the ass-fucking scene. She stripped my pants
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off and, licking my belly, dropped to her knees and took my cock
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into her mouth. I stroked her hair, feeling my balls tingle. God,
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the girl loved to suck dick.
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"Sit down," she said, "I bought you a present."
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I sat beside her, while she reached under the couch.
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"K-Y jelly?" I said.
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"You don't like it," she said, sounding hurt.
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"No, sweet. I'm surprised is all. You know what you use it
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for, right?"
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"That's why I bought it. All week I kept thinking that if she
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could do it," nodding toward the VCR, "so could I. But go slow,
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ok?"
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I stroked her hair and kissed her lips, nose, both eyes. "I
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promise. If it hurts, just say so and I'll stop."
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"You want me to suck you off first. You know, so you won't
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be so hot?"
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"I think I can handle it." What can you say about a woman
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like that?
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I drew her to me and slid her jeans to her knees. Her clit,
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when I touched it, was stiff and her pussy was dripping wet. I
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slid my finger up and down the slit. Cathy moaned and bobbed her
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hips in time to my finger.
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"You're so sweet to do this," I said.
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"I want you to be happy," she said.
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"You make me happy."
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I slid her pants all the way off. I kissed her breasts
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through the camisole, pinching the nipples between my lips. I
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lifted it and licked her belly, following the faint dark line down
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to her mound.
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I laid her back and, cupping her ass in my hands, began to
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lick her. Cathy usually has several orgasms to my one and i wanted
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her as relaxed as possible. I slid one finger in her pussy, in and
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out until it was slick with her juices, and then touched her
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asshole. She jumped.
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"I'm sorry," she said, "I'm just nervous."
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"Not to worry, I'm here." I spread her cheeks slightly and
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slid my finger just into the opening. Leaving it there, I licked
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her clit, slowly. Her pussy smell got stronger and my mouth got
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wetter and wetter. She started to clench her ass cheeks on my
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finger.
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I worked the finger deeper into her ass, past the muscle. I
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slid it back and forth in time to my tongue. She began to buck.
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"Oh Doug. Doug..." she whispered. Her cheeks grabbed my
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finger so tight I couldn't have pulled it out and she rocked up and
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down on the finger as I licked the tip of her clit. She sighed,
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froze, and relaxed.
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"Slip it out," she whispered and I started to curse myself.
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Now that she had come, she was going to regret her offer.
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"You don't want to..."
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"No Doug," she said. "Please. I want you to."
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I put some jelly on my finger and touched her hole. She
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jumped. "It's cold."
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"Not for long." i slid it all over the hole, then pushed my
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finger inside. Lubricated by the K-Y and by our previous playing,
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it slipped deep inside.
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I took it out and put some K-Y on the tip of my cock. I put
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her on her side and, using my hands to open her cheeks, brought my
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cock to touch her hole. She shivered and pushed back on my cock.
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It took a little working, but the head of my cock slipped into
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her ass. I stopped to let her get used to the feel, then spreading
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her cheeks wider, slid my cock in deeper. It hit the muscle and
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she jumped.
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"It hurts," she whispered.
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"Just relax. I'm not going any further. Just relax and get
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used to the feeling."
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I stroked her side, then her belly. I kissed her neck and she
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arched. "Mmm," she said.
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I rubbed one hand against her pussy mound. She raised one leg
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slightly, and I slid a finger against her slit. "No hurry," I told
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her. "We've got all night."
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"Deeper," she commanded.
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I slid my cock deeper in her ass. She gasped, then I popped
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the ring her ass muscle and my cock slid in. In. I was in my
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honey's ass. The thought nearly made me cream.
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"I'll wait," I said. "Just relax and it'll be fine."
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She rocked slowly back and forth, my cock sliding in and out.
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"Don't move," she said, "I want to try this."
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She curled up, making her ass open and grab my cock. Her
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cheeks touched my body. "That's it," I whispered. "That's as far
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as it goes."
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"Good," she said. Her voice had that faraway sound it
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sometimes gets when she's really into her own pleasure. She opened
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her legs and put one leg behind me. It made her pussy open up and
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let her use her leg to lift herself on and off my cock. Again and
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again she lifted, each time getting a little higher. Finally, she
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lifted so high, my cock slipped out of her.
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"Oh," she said. "Wait." She reached under and pointed my
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cock at her hole. With a swift motion, she sat on it. "Whew!" she
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said.
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She started rocking on my cock, squeezing her ass cheeks. Her
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breath started to come ragged and she slipped one finger to her
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pussy. "Doug," she whispered, "do it, fuck my ass."
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I started rocking in time to her own rhythm. God, she was
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tight. I could almost not move anyway, and when she squeezed, it
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nearly stopped me cold. Her finger twirled around her pussy and
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her rocking started to get more spasmodic.
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"Come," she whispered, "oh come in my ass."
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"I will. I'll come with you," I said, kissing her neck.
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"Yes...now," she said, each word coming slow and distinct.
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She fingered herself furiously and her hips rocking into mine got
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faster and faster. "Doug...I'm...going...to..." She squeezed my
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cock so hard I froze, the come beginning to explode in my
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testicles. "...come!"
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With a violent shudder, she pushed back on my cock. Her
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cheeks suqeezed and squeezed. Her body shuddered with wave after
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wave of coming. My own orgasm started to rise and I was blind with
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frenzy, pumping her her ass again and again. With a final thrust,
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my come pumped deep in her asshole, again and again. The force was
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strong enough, I felt it shoot back against me, leaking around my
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cock out of her asshole.
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We collapsed that way, my cock throbbing and her cheeks
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clenching and unclenching for a long time. We both shivered as the
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waves of our coming subsided.
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Finally, it was over. She twisted, and my cock slid out of
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her ass, followed by dripping come and K-Y.
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"That was nice," she said. "It really was."
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"I'm glad. I loved it. Did it hurt?"
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She sat up. "Yes," she said, smiling. "Let's eat and then
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you can make it up to me."
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