This story is entirely fiction and is intended for adults only. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is a pure coincidence. All characters are eighteen years of age or older. Do not read this story if you live in a place where adult content is illegal.
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Nina was bent over the dining room table. Her head resting on the finished oak tabletop, and her breathing was heavied by ecstasy. She braced herself; Her arms were extended out with her hands, clutching the edge of the table. (at nine and twelve) She felt the coolness of the table as her breasts crushed gently against it.
Clark was finger fucking her from behind. Nina loved being fingered; it was always a thrill when a boy would take the time to get her off.
There was even more to this, though, Being Bent at the waist with her plump ass in the air. She liked the defenseless feeling the position gave her, As the boy who fingered her took charge and controlled things, taking her from behind.
Nina realized that this was the way she enjoyed it the most. She developed this fixation when She was dating Skinny.
Skinny was exiled from the gang for many reasons but primarily for his affair with Nina. He was a colossal Kid, at a fully packed six-foot-eight and about four hundred and fifty pounds.
Skinny would use his size to dominate Nina sexually.
He could pin her down and fuck her missionary or just grab her and make her sit on his lap, impaling her cunt on his cock.
She read an article in a trashy woman's magazine about the art of Pompoir.
Nina grew adept at riding him, and it was good sexy fun. The trouble was
Skinny had the stamina of a virgin; he would bust his nut after three pumps.
Nina would beg him to finger fuck her so she could reach orgasm.
Skinny would be aggressive, almost ruff.
While seated, He would take hold of her and put her over his knee, spread her open, Then Penetrate her vagina with the massive penis-sized fingers of his large hand.
Skinny would smack her buttocks with the other hand.
At first, Nina thought it was strange behavior, right up until he made her climax.
After that, she was hooked on both being masturbated and being spanked.
Now it was Clark doing to her, and she relished every second of it.
Clark Having Just shot his wad a while before when they were fucking.
Clark felt sorry that Nina didn't get the same sexual gratification She had given him.
Clark, ever the thoughtful friend, wanted to make things to be right.
He wanted to make his friend cum. So Clark bent Nina over the table and entered her dripping lust digitally.
Clark was unaware of Nina's "Idee fixe" towards being masturbated from behind.
It was just instinct or luck, But Clark gave Nina just what she wanted
, and thus far was doing and fantastic job, Nina thought.
Clark's hands and fingers hit all the right notes as he played her body (especially her pussy) like a concert pianist plays a concerto.
She was close; she could almost hear the orgasm driving towards her nervous system.
Clark had three fingers inserted in Nina's cunt.
He watched in a trance-like state as he repeatedly worked for his hand in and out.
The pink petals of her flower stretched out as if puckering up when he extracted his hand out, and then they would seem to swallow him when he would push back in.
The wet warmness of her womanhood expanding and engulfing his hand the longer he fingered her.
It seemed that like Nina herself, her body was ever opening up to him, ever inviting, ever warm and welcoming and flowing with the oil of her lust.
When he started pleasuring her, it was with his index finger, and then he added his middle than his ring finger.
"Do my fingers feel good in your pussy?" Clark asked; his inhibitions had disappeared yet again.
Clark used The small finger of his hand to tickle and tease Nina's swollen clitoris.
He loved feeling her body react to his subtle stimulation of the pleasure gland. A translucent string of her sex nectar connected her clitoral hood to the tip of his pinky finger.
His thumb hovered over The brown and pink pucker of her sphincter.
Seeing those stirring sights gave Clark a naughty thought.
He used the pad of his thumb to caress and soothe the folds and furrows in the pulpy perianal skin of her asshole.
Nina's body lurched forward with a sensual surprise.
Then he just let his thumb rest there.
He knew that doing so would have Nina's mind wondering if he would penetrate her that way as well.
"I'll let the prospect drive her over the edge." Clark thought.
He was right Nina was far too shy about the subject to ever mention or admit(even to herself) it. That, Deep down, Nina derived great pleasure from Clark playing with and fingering her anus.
The wanton anticipation of being anally breached only served to heighten Nina's vaginal pleasure.
Nina's body was trembling; her legs were quivering from the sensations.
Clark Craned his neck to get a better look.
The view was terrific; his fingers inside her pink gash up to the third knuckle. A melange of sweat and pussy juice covered her nethers. The shiny, glazed flesh looked delicious. Clark yearned to run his tongue over it— her plump round globes of flesh that made up her lovely bottom fluttered. Nina's trembling legs and jiggling buttocks framed this sensual masterpiece.
"I could do this all night." Clark thought.
Clark Still naked from earlier when they had sex.
He realized that the visual had his manhood was at attention again.
He would have loved nothing more than to slide his hard prick inside Nina's warm, velvety vagina. Unfortunately, he had no condoms, and he was afraid that the cum residue on his prick from their previous sex and feared that the semen could still be active.
"Tell me you like it when I play with your pussy!" He barked.
"I, uh, I, I I Lo. Love, love it." Nina managed through her near orgasmic pleasure.
Clark looked at her response as an accomplishment.
Nina felt something brush her thigh and buttock.
It was Clark's penis hard, hot, and ready to fuck again.
Nina wondered why he wasn't pounding her cunt with it.
"Your cunt is so fucking wet," Clark said
Nina wanted Clark just to shut up and fill her with his throbbing tool.
"Just put That big fat cock in me," Nina said.
When the words hit his ears, Clark nearly squirted his seed again.
Nina was articulating her raunchy thoughts and needs.
Something she seemed opposed to doing was now flowing from her mouth as freely as her sex nectar flowed from her cunt.
"We can't. I have no condoms, and I already came."
Nina knew precisely what Clark meant.
He was being careful and not wanting to impregnate her.
She agreed and kept silent in her understanding.
Clark increased the speed at which he masturbated her.
Her vaginal liquids were gushing like a faucet soaking his hand and running down her legs.
