Hannah Bronto - Lovers in paradise

Seeing her as she was, I said the first logical thing that came to my mind. "Oh, you're busy. I can come back a little later…"

"Don't you dare!" she cried, groaning softly at the end of her words as her hips ground tightly around. Her finger slipped and pressed, twirling rapidly the ruby-tipped bud nuzzled between the lips of her cunt. "You come right in here now this minute!"

"But…"

"No excuses…" She moaned again, closing her eyes as she masturbated. "When you rang the bell I was just about to get off – and you made me lose it. I'm hotter than a bitch in heat and I need desperately to come. So don't leave me like this – you owe me at least a quick fuck to put me out of my misery. Then I'll tell you anything you want to know about poor Effie. But me first… oooohhh!"

The combination of her offer, and the promise of what would come afterwards was too much to resist. I was inside in less than ten seconds, and in less than ten seconds more, I was inside of Miss Michelle Poirot. She came a couple of times from fucking, and then she came twice more while I was eating her. By then I was really in the mood for coming, and I told her so.

"Oh; I know," she moaned, almost delirious with simultaneously subsiding and erupting orgasms, "fuck me up the ass. Fuck me up my ass… God, I just love that! Oh, God."

"Yes… yes," I grunted, getting ready to mount her again. My cock was dripping wet, both from her cunt and mouth, easily lubricated enough to slip effortlessly up her ass. I pressed the burning tip of my swollen shaft between the cheeks of her ass.

"No – wait!" she cried, pushing me away: "Not yet. I'm too sensitive now from coming so much. I've got to come down a bit. Let me rest a second and then I'll let you fuck my ass."

My cock was throbbing, I was impatient to come, but what could I do? I stepped back away from the bed.

"All right… I guess," I said, shrugging stoically. I gripped my cock and began to pump it. "But don't take too long. I don't want to make myself come from just jerking off. I want to fuck your ass."

"Oh, yes – do that!" Michelle cried, pointing to my pumping hand. "Do that… jerk off while I watch you. That'll turn me on great! I'll watch you, and I do it to myself while you watch me. Then I want you to fuck my ass good and hard!"

I staggered back two feet more, cock in hand, and I watched Michelle as she masturbated. She leaned back on the bed and spread her thighs. Her cunt was very wet and wide open. I could see the ring of pink muscles at the opening of the hole screwing open and closed, as if it were an eye winking obscenely at me. She placed her hand on her cunt, and she began to masturbate, using her index and middle fingers. Her hand rolled swiftly, touching the spot just above her clitoris, and from the moans that oozed past her convulsed lips, it was evident that she was giving herself pleasure. I saw her thighs quiver once, and her body stiffened. She pressed her cunt forward, obviously experiencing a sudden swell of excitation.

"I like that," I said, pulling on my rigid cock. "Talk to me while you're masturbating. Tell me how it feels."

"It feels… good!" Michelle said, her voice colored with emotion. "Hot and wet – very wet. My fingers keep on slipping off the clit. Ohhh… that felt good. A very powerful wave of pleasure. I've… I'm very close to coming again. I can feel the sensations building in my cunt… all wet and tingly!"

My cock was hot and swollen, and still very wet from the combined juices of Michelle's cunt and mouth. The cool air in the apartment made it prickle sensually.

I walked over to the bed; I could hear the wet movement of Michelle's fingers as she worked them between the lips of her cunt. It was a gummy, swishing sound.

"Turn over," I said. "Get on your hands and knees." Obscene excitement worked into the look on her face, and Michelle obeyed quickly, turning over and elevating her ass. She leaned forward and cushioned herself in her folded arms so that her back sloped down on a decline.

I put my hands between her thighs. "Spread your legs more. And move back toward me so that your ass hangs over the edge of the mattress."

Michelle did as I asked, turning her head and looking back at me. "Are you going to – fuck my ass?"

"Yes," I said slowly. "I'm going to fuck your ass until you beg me to stop."

"Good," she moaned, and her body trembled with excitement.

With little more build-up or preparation, I bent forward, taking the cheeks of her ass in my hands, and I began to lick my tongue up and down the crack of her ass.

"Oh… yes!" Michelle moaned, squirming the moment my tongue touched her flesh. She trembled fitfully, almost a violent, uncontrolled quaking of her muscles. "Oh, yes, do that… do that!"

I held the cheeks of her ass in my hands, pulling the delicately curved mounds of flesh apart with my straining finger. I watched as the tight brown circle of her anus stretched under the pressure of my hands, pulling the rubbery orifice open so that at the center of her flesh was a tiny black hole. I slid my tongue into that hole, prodding it with the wet, licking tip, trying to stuff the full-length of my tongue up inside of her.

"Oh Jesus!" Michelle cried, screwing her ass back in my face. "Eat it! Oh, please; God – eat it!"

As I brought my face closer to her ass, I could smell the musky odor of her runt. My chin rubbed against the uppermost edge of its lips as my tongue sunk into her anus. The lips fluttered against me, rubbing me with its slimy wetness. Both sides of my face touched the straining muscles of her ass, and my lips were pressed wetly around the puckered mouth of her anus.

Michelle began to rock back and forth on her knees, banging her ass into my face almost as if she were trying to impale herself on my tongue. She screwed her hips around in a tight circle, as though she were fucking with me and she was trying for a deeper penetration.

"Stick it in me!" she cried, trying to knock me down with the powerful thrusts of her ass. "Oh God! It's driving me crazy! It's like a fire inside of me! Stick it in… harder!"

I tried to accommodate her passion: I pulled at the cheeks of her ass with all my might, spreading them as far apart as I could. Stiffening my tongue, I jabbed it forward, into her, until I could feel the clutching spasms of her sphincter as it tried to close around my tongue.

"Ohhhhh!" she cried.

The tight walls of her anal canal pressed against the thrusting wedge of my tongue as I slid wetly into her, lubricating the passageway. My chin was jammed fiat against her crotch, with my nose pushed painfully flat in order for me to penetrate her as deeply as I could. I wiggled my tongue around inside of her, and Michelle danced in pleasure, responding to the flicks of my tongue as if it were a whip, and I were beating her with it.

The canal was as wet as I could make it, and I quickly withdrew my tongue. Michelle followed the movement out, trying to recapture the flitting sting of my tongue, but I moved too suddenly. Turning my head slightly, I wet my index finger in my mouth. I thrust the finger into the open hole of her anus.

"Oh – it hurts!" Michelle moaned, moving her ass away from the swift penetration. "Oh!"

I followed her attempted withdrawal closely, thrusting in hard, almost viciously, until my finger was enclosed in the warm grip of her anus, pushed all the way in, right down to the curl of my fist. The muscles of her ass clenched shut, as if she were trying to expel me in a spasm of downward pressure.

"Oh, my God!" she moaned, her legs trembling. "It feels like you're all the way up into my stomach. God, you're in so deep!"

I began to rotate the finger, turning it slowly to the right, and then slowly to the left. Her muscles tightened, then relaxed, and the movement of my rolling finger became easy and free. I began to push in and out, pulling my finger almost to the rim of her canal, then thrusting it in again until my finger had returned to its original position all the way up her asshole.