Blake Michaels: Ass Reaming

I continued to moan obscenities, all the while slamming my cunt up to meet his throbbing cock, trying to make myself come before he shot his load inside me.

"Ugh, baby, I've gotta come. I can't hold it back any more. I've got to, oh, oh, baby, uuugghhh… "

As he grunted, I could feel the hardness of his cock swell inside me and then I was being drowned in a sea of his molten come.

"Oh, shit, you're coming," I cried, "keep fucking me. I'm almost there. Keep fucking me. Oh, shit, harder, fuck me harder. Oh, crap, I'm almost there. Now, Bill, now."

But before I could come his cock went soft inside me. His lunges grew weaker and shorter. I tried to tighten my cunt to hold him inside, but it didn't do any good. My cunt was so wet with juice, nothing could have held him inside.

The moment his cock slipped out of my hole, he was down on his knees in front of me, pressing his mouth to my slimy gash. His tongue found my hole and began fucking while his fingers toyed with my sensitive clitoris. I could feel the suction of his mouth draining my cunt of the juices that were inside. Bracing my hips against the sides of his head, I steadied myself, trying to open even wider for him.

As his tongue slithered in and out of my dripping pussy I twitched and squirmed under his ministrations. Another climax was rising inside my hole and I knew that it wouldn't be long in coming. Straining to reach it, I ground my cunt against his face, smearing him with my slimy cunt juice. Hot groans of lust rose from my throat as the sensations grew stronger and stronger. And then I exploded, filling his mouth with a load of my warm, slimy cream.

He sucked hungrily, trying to drain my hole of come until he finally succeeded. And then it was over.

"Wow," I said when he finally pulled his mouth away from my cunt. "Between your prick and your mouth you can really get a girl going." And then I kissed him, sliding my tongue into his mouth, tasting the flavor of my cunt still clinging to his tongue. It had been our third come and we were both too tired to start again so we cut the kiss short with the promise of more to come in the morning.

After kissing each other good-night one more time, we both closed our eyes and fell into a deep, comfortable sleep.

The sun was immediately above us when we awoke. It was almost noon. The room was flooded with the bright rays from the sun. Bill stumbled to the windows and pulled the drape, plunging the room into a soft light.

"I'd certainly like some more of that," I said, pointing at his stiffened cock bouncing in front of him.

"Baby, my prick isn't in working order when I wake up," Bill said bluntly.

"But it's still hard," I almost pouted. "Doesn't that count for something?"

"That's only because I've got to piss," he responded, taking hold of his prick, gingerly.

"But is it really out of commission?" I persisted. "Well?" I insisted after a long pause.

"Yes, but, it'll be ready in a few minutes," he said.

"Why's that? "I asked.

"Because when I have amp; full bladder, my cock's very sensitive. It needs a little rest."

"How long must it rest?" I asked eagerly.

"Just a few minutes," he answered, sitting next to me. Without hesitation he embraced me and covered my mouth with his and started making love to me. One arm was around my back, pressing my tits up against him. The other hand was stroking my ass hole and my pussy very gently… teasingly.

Suddenly I wanted him to piss on me and I wanted to eat him and drink his piss. For some odd reason he had the same idea in mind.

His warm piss came. He was pissing on my pussy and my ass. His cock slowly aimed the piss at my face, I willfully opened my mouth and drank the sweet piss. It was running all over my face. I loved it.

My body moved slowly toward his prick. I was entranced with the enormous amount of pubic hair that covered the area around it. I licked and sucked his ass and prick clean. My hungry mouth sucked every bit of his cock and his balls, all that remained was saliva on the outside.

Bill then continued his playing, and soon began to tease the lips of my cunt and ass with his middle and index fingers, slipping them quickly in and then rubbing the lips, teasing them more and more until he could slip two fingers in my ass hole without the least resistance. My ass hung loose for him.

"Hey, baby, what say we get into the shower?" he asked, getting to his feet.

"Suits me," I said, hungrily.

We headed for the bathroom where Bill closed the doors and turned on the water. His cock had remained stiff and was standing out from him at proud attention.

I took the initiative and walked up to him and embedded his shaft into my ass hole, pulling the cheeks of his ass towards me backwards.

"You're a hot little number. Know that?" he chuckled, taking hold of one tit while continuing to adjust the water.

"Okay, in your go," he said, pulling his prick out of me and sliding open the door to the large stall.

"You're coming, too, aren't you?" I chuckled questioningly.

"You bet your sweet ass," he laughed.

Once we were in and the door was closed, we again locked into our face-to-face embrace, I with my cunt full of cock. Bill stood there and let me do the work, an opportunity which I gladly accepted.

My ass hole was hot, and it was hungry, and cock could both feed and fill it, I knew. I quickly turned myself around and slipped his cock into my ass hole. It seemed to fill my need. If he wouldn't do the work, then I would.

I braced my hands against the wall and began to grind my hips up to him and I simultaneously bent my knees slightly to find the best position.

Bill had been massaging and playing with my steaming wet tits, sucking first one and then the other, all of which served to heighten my excitement and force me onto his cock more eagerly.

Suddenly his hips came to life and he started to fuck his prick into me. His stiff prick searched every nook and cranny and moved into me so that I was soon moaning and groaning with ecstasy.

"Oh, fuck me… fuck my ass good!" I found myself muttering.

I was so hot, now, it was difficult to stand upright. 1 wanted just to collapse in a heap there on the floor, with my legs spread wide, and be fucked to my death. And I told Bill so.

"This ass hole of yours can really take it, baby. Oh, what a hole. It's better than a cunt. I'd like to see that hole of yours get fucked by a gang, and after the last one, I'd like to lap and suck it clean for you."

"Would you really do that?" I asked, passionately, only half hearing him.

"Yeah, baby, anything to suck that ass hole. And I bet you could take it, too. What's the most you've ever had in one night?"

"Seven," I responded, my will to ignore or resist completely gone.

"Seven stud cocks, huh? And that means seven stud loads, too, huh? Boy, your cunt must have been overflowing. Was it good? Did you like it?"

"Oh yes… 1 loved it. It was so hot I couldn't resist. I'd love to do it again, right now. Anything to get fucked… fucked!"

For my part, I was gone, I could feel no pain, only fantastic pleasurable sensations running through my entire body. Even though, Bill was pulling and pinching my tits, I immediately translated the pain into pleasure. And the more pleasure I found, the harder I fucked.

Our bodies, dripping from the hot spray of the shower, slipped and slid across and against each other. Each time we came together in a passionate lunge, there would be a loud slapping around. But neither of us seemed to hear it.

Bill had become aroused again and was fucking in all seriousness.

I, who had not really been satisfied the night before, was clinging to his cock and riding it as though my life depended upon it.