Sean Harris - Annie_s Dirty Diary

“Bend over,” Hal ordered huskily into Flo’s ear.

The woman had stopped sobbing. She was quivering with sexual anticipation as she did as he asked, showing her broad-hipped roar to Annie at the window.

Annie slid her fingers down under her skirt. She squeezed her little cunnie as if holding back her pee. She felt that way, like she wanted to pee just then.

Her pee hole was all tingly and it felt like something inside wanted out. Annie experienced an almost ecstatic urge to piss. She knew it would feel wonderful.

And then something happened!

Inside the house, Flo was bending over the burgundy colored heavily upholstered chair. Hal had pulled her panties down her gently rounded, nicely curved thighs and dropped them on the floor around her ankles. Flo tried to kick them loose and Hal stopped her.

“I can’t get my legs apart, honey,” Flo protested.

Hal smiled. “It doesn’t matter this time.”

“Oooh, no, Hal!” Flo wiggled her big buttocks in consternation and Annie was surprised to see the plump lips of her cunny, visible through her light blonde pubic hair, writhe against each other. “Please don’t… don’t fuck me in the ass. Pleaaase.”

“You love it, Flo!” Hal’s voice was thick. He stroked her soft butt and ran his fingers between her thighs.

Annie could see Flo’s cunt lips bulge around his finger. She shivered. She wished Hal’s finger was sawing between her own sweet cunt lips. She worked her fingers across her snatch and thrilled to the feel.

“I… I don’t,” Flo sobbed. “It’s dirty. Nasty! We shouldn’t be doing it, Hal.

Please don’t!” She didn’t move from her position, though.

Hal’s finger trailed up from her excited cunt lips and drew a glistening line of cunt juice up between her asscheeks and stopped only when his finger was pressing against the tight know of ass muscle.

“Tell me you don’t want it now, darling.”

“No, no. Hal, don’t, just a little.” Flo’s voice cracked and her ass wiggled and she said, “Give me just a little there, darling.”

Annie gasped with horror. The blonde lady was asking Hal to stick his big, old finger up her ass. Annie would have bet that would hurt like anything. But she was asking him to do it.

Then Annie sucked in her breath. Because Hal’s finger seemed to be getting shorter. Actually, it was just disappearing into Flo’s quivering butt hole.

First his fingernail was gone. Then the hard, brown length of finger to the second knuckle was inside and it seemed to Annie that Flo’s asshole was chewing and grinding at it with abandon.

“Oh God, that’s good,” Flo moaned. She lifted her ass for his finger and Hal jerked it in and out and Flo moaned and groaned some more. She pushed her butt back to impale it and grunted with delight. “That feels marvelous, honey,” Flo sighed. She heaved her butt back and forth, faster and faster, sheathing Hal’s finger in her shivering butt as quick as she could move.

Annie winced. That must have felt awful. Yet Flo seemed to be enjoying it enough to ask for more.

The little girl was so excited her cunny was gushing juice. Her finger stirred it in her hot pot and thrill after savage thrill shook her body. Daringly, she inserted a second finger into her crack.

“Aaahhhaaa!” she moaned. The extra streeetchhh was like a pleasure flame licking through her hole. Something was happening inside her snatch that made her writhe as she stood in the darkness, pressing her tender crotch against the corner of the building, working her cunt up and down against the rough, cool wood-and then alternating by zipping her slash against her own clever, smooth, hot fingers.

“Ggghhhaaahh!”

Flo’s sudden cry broke through the harsh panting and sobbing of voices inside the house. Hal had moved behind his wife. He had stepped out of his pants and Annie stared in fascination at his huge, purplish cock. But only for a few hurried seconds. Because it disappeared.

Into Flo’s pulsating butthole!

Annie wanted to cry when it happened. She saw it, but didn’t believe what was happening. The big, bullet-shaped head nuzzled against Flo’s asshole and pressed-and then, just like Hal’s finger, it was disappearing like magic.

Flo’s asshole puckered around the huge rod. The flesh dimpled and pouted out and clasped it with feverish abandon. Flo was sobbing, but that didn’t seem to bother either of them. She pushed back and grunted through her sobs and mewed with pleasure.

Annie worked a tentative finger against her own turgid asshole. She put it in while she watched Hal’s drilling his wife’s butt.

It felt funny, but kind of good. Only, and as Annie watched Hal surge back and forth and heard his body slapping briskly against Flo’s broad asscheeks, she knew it just had to burn something awful.

“Ooooooh, honey. That’s the way I like it. You asshole bandit, shove it up there. That’s the way. Twist it around in there. Grind it in there, darling.

Fuck my ass. Fuck it, fuck it, fuckitfuckit. fuck… “

The blonde’s body jerked back and forth and Hal’s cock drew out and out and out until it seemed it would fall out, and then at what seemed the last minute, he shoved in, drilling his wife’s rectum.

His cock was thick and gnarled. It was slippery with juices. The lights in the room glinted off his massive meat when it slipped out of his wife’s ass.

Annie held herself with two fingers in her front hole and one in her back, her short skirt tucked up around her hands, while she panted with unfamiliar lust.

The girl rocked her hips back and forth, shoving down first on the fingers in front, then the one in her back door.

She could see that the flaring head of Hal’s pecker pulled out of his wife’s, butt hole almost completely before pounding back in. She wondered what it felt like. It was so big She licked her lips and thought about it and knew her legs would spread eagle around that huge thing it was so huge. She couldn’t get it in her tiny slot, much less her butthole. She didn’t think she could. But even as she engulfed in surges of feeling that threatened to consume her, she thought about trying! “I’m coming, darling. I’m cooommming,” Flo trilled.

The blonde had buried her face in her arms and heaved her rear back. Hal reciprocated. He shoved his cock into her with full force and stood still, straining against her pink flesh.

Annie wondered what was happening. And then she knew.

Thick, hot, white cream spurted out of Flo’s battered butt and leaked back around Hal’s flesh-sheathed penis.

He grunted and pressed into her and still it dripped in long, white streamers down the inside of her quivering, naked thigh.

Hal twisted his body against his wife’s and she moaned and collapsed forward on the chair and he fell forward with her, filling her asshole with his cock all the while.

Annie squeezed her thighs together and felt her hand between them. She shivered with joy and slowly sank to a sitting position against the house. Her finger stirred in her cunt and she felt like she was sitting on a great big baton with the end jabbed in her asshole.

And then wave after wave of sweet feeling swept over Annie and she came and came again with volcanic force.

As the fever raced between her legs, she opened her thighs and let the cool sea breeze take the heat from between her thighs.

It was naughty. She knew it was naughty, sitting with her legs open and her fingers in her little, hairless slit. Somebody could come by and look up her dress. But Annie didn’t care.

She just wished somebody would come along and put something bigger in her clutching, greasy hole. Anything!

Annie was damned tired of fucking around with her fingers.

She decided she wanted a little action!