Selena Kitt - Baumgartner Generations - Henry

“Off,” she insisted, pushing his shirt up, and he pulled it over his head. Now he was completely naked. She had that greedy look again, her hands moving all over his skin-shoulders, arms, belly-and then reaching down to cup his balls and grab hold of his hard cock.

He moaned softly as she began to stroke it, nice and easy, in time to both the music and her hips. It was sexy as hell. When she sank slowly down onto the white carpet to take him into her mouth, there was a moment his knees wanted to buckle, but he grabbed a handful of her hair instead, biting his lip and closing his eyes against complete collapse. She wasn’t at it long, thank god, before she pulled him down to the rug, making him stretch out on his back before climbing on top of him.

His cock pointed straight up the ceiling and he had no idea what she was doing to it-although whatever it was, it felt fucking fantastic-because she had straddled his face, the see-through crotch of her panties poised directly over his mouth. He couldn’t resist, but when he went to take them off, or even pull them aside, she protested.

“Can I at least lick you through them?” he begged, his hips rocking in time with the gentle pull of her mouth.

“Okay,” she relented, her mouth full, and he pressed his tongue flat, working the crotch of her panties between her swollen lips, making the material even wetter with his saliva. She didn’t let him do that long either, though, turning around and straddling his hips this time.

“Well now you’ve got to take them off,” he teased as she ground her pelvis, his cock trapped between them. But she proved him wrong. The crotch of her panties slipped between her pussy lips and was growing ever wetter. She just positioned her swollen lips around his cock, undulating still, the sensitive head of his dick slipping again and again through that crevasse.

“Which do you like better?” she murmured. “My mouth or my pussy?”

He groaned, hands on her rolling hips. “How can I answer that?”

She reached between them to grasp his cock, leaning forward and pressing her mouth to his ear. “Have you ever been in a woman’s ass?”

“No,” he confessed, gulping. But the idea of it was blackly exciting.

“Want me to get the butter?” She chuckled as his cock jerked in her hand in response. His dick was answering for him.

“You’ve done that before?” he asked, gazing up at her.

“Yes.” She sounded excited. “It takes a lot of trust, but if you do it right-it’s incredible.”

He kept seeing it in his head, the puckered wink of her asshole when he was fucking her from behind. She’d asked him to put a finger there once, and he had, and she’d really seemed to like it.

“Come on.” She led him upstairs, which was even more sparsely furnished than the downstairs. There was just a twin mattress on the floor with a sheet and covers, unmade, and a small night table in the bedroom she obviously slept in when she was here. The room was dark, the only light from the full moon shining through the window. There were no blinds. Those were gone, too.

“I want to give this to you,” Toni whispered as they rolled together on the mattress. “I want to be your first.”

He wasn’t about to refuse her.

She opened the little night table and pulled out a bottle of KY, joking, “I think it’s been in there since my honeymoon. Bill and I never used it.”

He didn’t like thinking about her husband. He didn’t like thinking about her with anyone else but him.

In the dark, she rubbed his cock down with KY, making him slick and even harder in her hand. Then she was on her knees, her bottom in the air, her panties finally gone. His fingers probed-he couldn’t help it-dipping into the hot flesh of her cunt, her juices copious. He wanted to plunge into her right then, feel the hot hug of her pussy, but the thought of her asshole was too intriguing to pass up. And she was giving it to him willingly. As a gift. It made him feel kind of proud.

“Put your finger there,” she urged, and he did as he was told, feeling the muscles tighten involuntarily around the tip of his finger. Would it do that around his cock, too? He shivered.

“Fuck my ass with your finger.” Her words were whispered, a secret in the moonlight, and he began slowly moving in, up to his first knuckle, then his next, until his finger was all the way in. Then he began to pull it out. She moaned, rocking back, pressing it in again. She really seemed to like it.

“Now two,” she urged. “Use the KY.”

He found it on the mattress, squeezing some onto his fingers and rubbing them together. She gasped when he began to work the tips of two fingers into the tight clench of her ass. Toni took a deep breath and he felt her muscles relax, allowing his fingers to slip inside of her. His cock made an immediate association, throbbing in response.

“Yessss,” she moaned, rocking against his hand, taking his fingers all the way in, again and again. “That’s good. Oh god that’s good!”

He knelt up behind her, between her thighs, his fingers moving in deeper, at a different angle, making Toni buck. His cock, still slick with KY, was so hard he was leaking precum against her leg. He couldn’t believe how much he wanted this now.

“Now your cock,” she insisted, slowing her motions, letting him withdraw his fingers. “Put it in…easy.”

Henry felt his way in the dark, moving his cock up and down her crack, finding the familiar give of her pussy without a problem and then moving further up, over the tight skin between, until he found the pucker of her ass. He felt her brace herself, her breathing ragged, and he used his thumb to press the head of his dick slowly against her.

“Ohhhhh!” she cried out as just the tip slipped past the tight ring of muscle. “God, you’re so fucking big!”

He flushed, his cock snugged nicely into her sphincter, holding her hips to steady them both. He waited, holding his breath.

“Okay,” she urged, starting to press back against him, pushing his cock deeper. “Okay, okay, yes. Do it.”

He groaned as he shifted his hips forward, feeling her flesh give. It was the most incredible thing he’d ever felt and he had to tighten every muscle in his body not to shoot his cum right then.

“Tight, huh?” Toni laughed and it made his eyes widen when she squeezed her muscles. “It can get even tighter.”

“It’s so hot,” he murmured, running both hands over her in the dark. He could see the white globes of her ass, lit up by the moonlight like rolling hills, and he was plunging into the valley between. Except it was more like a hot, humid cave. A very, very narrow one.

“Okay.” Toni wiggled her bottom into the saddle of his hips. He was all the way in her now, had plumbed her depths completely. Toni began, and his cock slicked slowly back out of her, wet with KY, the head rubbing deliciously under that hot circle of muscle and then sliding back in. “Now you can fuck me.”

He groaned, digging his fingers into her hips, giving himself some leverage. He wasn’t going to last long. There was no way. But he was going to enjoy the hell out of it until it was over.

“Come on, Henry,” she urged, and he felt her fingers against his balls, nudging them aside so she could play with her pussy. “Fuck my ass. Give me that hard cock.”

His hips began to move on their own and Toni moved with him, her soft cries of pleasure going directly to his swollen cock. Her breath came faster, faster, her fingers rubbing, her asshole so tight she squeezed him with every pass like he was a toothpaste tube she was determined to get every last bit of stuff from.

And it was working, the muscles of her pussy beginning to contract with her orgasm.

“Fuck me hard!” she begged. “Oh I’m gonna come! I’m gonna-”