Covid Tail Ch 02

Mornings are usually not my thing, but I was wide awake shortly after 6:00 a.m. as sunshine streamed in, illuminating the tiny girl sleeping naked on her back next to me. It all came back to me. This virtual stranger, Deb, had exploded on my life in the middle of the night, rimmed my ass and sucked me off to the point of unconsciousness. I remembered leaving her hanging, and resolved to remedy that right now.

I gently pulled the sheet down and nudged her legs apart. She neither resisted nor even stirred. As delicately as possible, I moved between her legs and stared at her pussy. In the light of day, it was more jarring to see the angry, gaping maw spread before me. I gingerly inserted a finger and was able to do so without touching the sides. I tried two fingers but touched something deep inside her, engendering a low groan of pleasure, but still she did not wake.

I moved to my belly, between her legs, my own legs hanging off the end of the bed, and slowly inhaled. The scent was heavenly and my mouth began to water. Gently, trying not to awaken her right away, I began kissing and lightly licking around the edge of the chasm. As I swiped the stretch of skin between her pussy and her anus, she moaned again and shifted her hip forward to give me better access. Her tight pucker was now visible and as I tongued the crinkled opening, I felt her hands atop my head, not really holding me, just resting on my head as I rimmed her ass, feeling it gradually relax under my gentle ministrations.

After maybe 15 minutes of lazily tonguing her butthole, she guided me back to her pussy. It was absolutely flooded. I lapped up her nectar, but it was a fool's errand as the font quickly refilled.

To this point everything I had done had been slow and gentle and had gone on for more than 30 minutes of a slow build. Deb was getting restless and beginning to writhe as I continued the languid tease. She was fully awake now and could take no more. Her hands moved to the back of my head and she began to hump my face.

She was riding her clit against the bridge of my nose, my face buried in her sopping twat, and had she not been bucking enough for me to grab an occasional breath, I might have suffocated. She squealed, tensed up, held my face tight to her pussy, and flooded my mouth with her juices as her orgasm overtook her. I swallowed several mouthfuls to keep from drowning from her sexual waterboarding.

As she calmed, I kissed my way up her chest and made a quick detour to tug on her nipples with my lips. When I reached her mouth we made out, Deb tasting herself in my kisses. Without breaking the kiss, I maneuvered my swollen prick into her pussy, sinking my entire length into her oversized sleeve in a single thrust. I had never felt a pussy so big and so loose. It was warm and wet and felt good to me, but she had hardly reacted when I entered her and I could tell that this what not doing it for her.

I raised myself into a pushup position, on my hands and toes, shifting forward. This placed my prick in her in a near vertical position, so that when i pushed into her, the top side of my cock sawed across her clit with every thrust, and the head slid along the lower wall of her pussy, stretching her in an unusual way. She reacted by moaning deeply and wrapping her legs around me.

"Oh God, that feels so good. Fuck me. Oh, fuck me," Deb moaned.

I was getting close, but her loose cunt gave me added stamina and soon she was screaming through another orgasm. I pounded her for all it worth and quickly I added my load to her juicy jizz-catcher.

After coming, we were both comfortable and fell asleep in each others arms. We slept for another hour or two, and when I awoke, I gradually became aware that this dream I was having was real and Deb was between my legs, fucking her throat with my rigid cock. This is the best way to wake up.

As I slowly gained awareness and helped Deb swallow my manhood, I lifted the tiny girl and spun her on top of me into a sixty-nine position. I had to strain to reach her pussy in this position, but brought her crotch to my face and latched on to her clit. In so doing, I pulled her off of my cock. She raised into an almost sitting position, moving her asshole to my nose and placing her gaping pussy over my mouth. Deb began riding my face as I jammed my tongue as far as I could into her giant snatch.

I realized when a flood filled my mouth, that the fluids were hers combined with mine from our earlier union. I gagged a little at the thought, but found the flavor was not too different, subtle-- not overwhelming. What really bothered me, but I overcame it, was the sliminess. It felt like Nickelodeon in my mouth.

She sat up straight, screaming for the neighbor's benefit (make all the noise you want; he travels and is out of town), grinding her asshole deep onto my nose, covering my face with her molten twat, and vigorously pleasuring her clit with the stubble on my chin. Another orgasmic flood threatened to drown me as she collapsed, face first onto my desperately swollen member.

I moved behind her, kneeling on the bed and lifting her hips in to a doggy position. Because of the difference in our heights, I had to keep lifting to penetrate her, fucking her with her knees not touching the bed, effectively a "plow" position, with her face down on the mattress. This had the effect of rubbing my cock head across her G-spot with every thrust.

She started a low moan as I establish a steady, pounding pace. There was little resistance, but my head sliding against the roof of her cavern was having an effect and I was getting close. Deb was too. Her moans had morphed into a guttural "Guh, guh, guh," with each set of thrusts.

"Oh, God, I am coming again. I can't believe this shit," Deb shouted.

I wasn't sure what shit she couldn't believe and really didn't care at that point as my control failed and I bellowed my own orgasm, adding another load to her sopping snatch.

After another hour or so of lazily touching, licking and putting fingers in each other's warm places, we had tongue-cleaned each other's sex and were hungry for real food. I found some corned beef brisket, hoagie rolls, brown mustard, mayo and horseradish in the kitchen and built two healthy sandwiches. I grabbed an open half-bottle of wine and two glasses and met Deb at the small sofa in the living room of my compact apartment. We sat at opposite ends of the couch, our toes meeting playfully in the middle, both of us still naked.

We ate quickly, without conversation, not having realized just how hungry all the sex had made us. As I looked at the naked girl literally at my feet, I felt my dick thicken again. This was so unlike any experience I had had before. I had had casual sex but, not really with uninhibited strangers. There had always been a build-up-- anticipation-- seduction and teasing.

I was shaken from my reverie when she emptied the last of the wine into her glass.

"Would you like some more?" I asked. "Nuh-uh," she whispered as she stretched out, the toes of her left foot teasing my balls, her right knee drawn up, lewdly displaying her glistening womanhood as she studied me.

I watched, fascinated, as she slowly turned up the empty bottle over her lap allowing the last few drops to cascade directly onto her engorged clitoris. She teased her bud lightly with the lip of the bottle and then eased the slender neck of the bottle into her pussy.

She slowly began to fuck herself with the wine bottle, going deeper with each thrust until the wide part of the olive-colored vessel was spreading her pornographically. Her wrist was a blur, but she appeared to be in some discomfort.

I asked, "Are you okay?"

She groaned and struggled to look at me through pained, heavily lidded eyes. "I can't... get... enough," she sobbed.

She slowly extracted the bottle with a giant sucking sound, grasped it by the long slender neck and reinserted it, the wide bottom end in first. I watched in disbelief as this little girl unabashedly masturbated with the big end of a 750ml wine bottle, neck deep, on my sofa. As she wailed out her orgasm, her pussy sprayed a clear liquid that went everywhere.

Flabbergasted at what I was witnessing, I blurted the first thing that came to mind, "That's gonna leave a mark," and then laughed at the absurdity of the remark. She giggled as the length of the bottle slid from her stretched canal.

"Give me your hand," she directed me. I moved closer and she pulled my hand to her stretched-out pussy. I straightened my fingers and plunged my entire hand into her. I had seen porn of a guy fisting a girl and never imagined that I might find a girl willing to try it. But I would have imagined it much differently, with lots fingering and stretching, and tons of lube. This was as easy as inserting a single finger in any of the other girls I had ever been with.

"Give me the other one," she again demanded. She repeated the process with my left hand, until both hands were covered with her grool. "Put them together like you are praying," she directed. As I began to press both hands into her, I was afraid I would split her in two.

"Lean into it! Get them in me," I complied and was able to slide both hands wrist-deep into her.

"Now, clap your hands!" she shouted. I strained but could not separate my hands enough to comply.

"I can't," I gasped.

"Tight, idn't?" she laughed raucously at her own joke.

"Pull your hands out and interlocked your fingers, making a church but no steeple," Deb directed. I did as she asked.

"Tuck your thumbs in," she continued.

She pulled my double fist to her as I looked dubiously if this was even possible, let alone a good idea. She held tightly to my forearms, pulling me into her. I felt her cunt open and swallow my fists up to her hands, to just above my wrist.

She screamed a blood-curdling cry out and shouted, "Oh, shit, no!"

Startled, I thought she had torn something and pulled back, but she held fast to my arms and looked me in the eye and commanded, "Fuck me with your fists!"

When I began to slowly move my and hands in and out of her stuffed tunnel, she demanded, "Harder! Faster!"

With those instructions, I began pummeling her pussy. She let out a banshee wail and cried, "Don't stop!"

I continued until she held my sore arms still, my fists inside her as she convulsed and whimpered. We were both covered in her sexual fluids.

"That was the most intense sexual experience I have ever had. Oh, my, God. Thank you," she said breathlessly as real tears ran down her face.

Not sure what to say, I just held her to me and said nothing.

* * *

It was not all fucking and sucking that weekend. That evening we watched an old spy movie called, "Burn After Reading." It wasn't bad-- pretty funny, in a strange way.

After the movie ended, she stood and took me by the hand and led me back to the rumpled bed. As she stood naked before me (neither one of us had ever gotten dressed that day), she looked up at me and said, "It's your turn. What do you want to do?"

I thought for a moment and felt like the kid in the candy store who could not make a choice. Finally I started to speak, cleared my throat and asked with timid trepidation, "Can I...Can I do you up the butt?"

Her eyes flashed with fear for a split second, then she spoke sweetly and evenly, "If that's what you want...."

It was what I wanted. I had had anal twice to that point and neither was very satisfying. The first was with the girl I lost my virginity to. We were each other's first. We want to try everything, but had little knowledge other than the internet, which was confusing to novices like us. We went too fast and soon after I had my rock-hard cock ensconced deep in her rectum, she made me stop and told me, "Your dick is so big, I just can't do it." Then she uttered the words that will send a chill down any hard cock on a mission, "Let's just cuddle." Soon I was trapped with a unrequited erection and a sleeping girl on my chest and shoulder. Every guy wants to hear, "Your dick is so big," but she ruled out any future attempts.

The second girl went only marginally better. I nutted, but she was torn by her strict upbringing and felt dirty and ashamed afterwards. She was distant from me and seemed frightened of me as if I were some kind of wild animal that would attack her in ambush. We broke up a few weeks later. It wasn't the anal, that was just a indication of how different we were.

I asked Deb, "How would you like it?"

"I don't know. I've never done it before," she told me. I looked at her trying to determine if she was kidding me. I could not believe that this wildcat who has crammed everything but the kitchen sink into her worn-out oversized vagina and seemed to be totally uninhibited and completely without limits, was an anal virgin. Indeed, "Little Miss Seen-It-All Whore of Babylon" was blushing and slightly afraid. It was cute to see her like this. To put her at ease, I took charge.

"Can you take a dump right now?" I asked her.

She turned even a brighter shade of crimson but nodded and said, "I think so."

"Okay, go clean yourself. You'll find everything you need in the black box under the sink (another story for another day). Do you need any help?" I asked.

She reddened again, shook her head no, and scurried into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. After what I had witnessed the last 18 hours, I founded it endearing in an odd way that she could still blush.

An hour passed with a lot of water running, toilet flushes and the shower twice, Deb emerged wearing a sky blue baby doll pajama top that I had not seen her carry into the bathroom. I am sure that the top was sold with a matching bottom to provide a coquettish tease, but the bottoms were not in evidence, making the outfit which hid nothing a lewd display for the act to come.

Deb came directly to me and I bent down to kiss her lips with tenderness and gratitude for what she was giving me. Taking her hand I led her to the bed where she smiled and asked, "How do you want me?"

I thought about the question longer than I should have, pondering the breadth of that question and all that it offered, before I answered, "Let's start off with you on your hands and knees, your butt to this edge, closest to me."

She crawled on the bed and as she assumed the position, I realized that she had made full use of the contents of the black box, which included among other implements of anal destruction, a set of three "training" butt plugs. The set of black silicone plugs, each thicker and longer than its predecessor, is designed to gradually stretch the anus to prepare for penetration. I could see from the round base that she had inserted the largest of the set, nearly two inches in diameter at its thickest point and almost six inches intruding into her rectum.

Gently grasping the plug, I instructed her to push out. Getting this big plug out is almost as hard as getting it in and it can hurt if rushed. As she pushed, I eased the large plug out.

"Tell me when it is at the widest spot and just hold it there," I instructed her.

"Ohhh, right there," she sighed. I slowly moved back in just a little way, then slowly pulled it a little farther out, only to stop and ease it back in. I slowly repeated the process. After the third time in and out, I brought it back to the point in the middle and held it there told her to pull it in. I felt her tugging on the large plug and it popped back in.

"Do it again," I said as I easily extracted the plug back to its widest spot. This time, when the plug started to pop in, I held on providing resistance to keep it from going back in.

"Okay, relax." I moved the plug to back to the center position and continued, "Now push out." Without my check, she popped the wide part out. She relaxed as I reseated it for another try. This time as she pushed out, I pushed in slightly, then let her push it out, repeating and gradually speeding up the cycle until I was fucking her ass with the toy. After a while, the plug was going in to the hilt on the "in" stroke, and coming out almost the narrow tip on the return trip, with the thick ball in the middle popping in and out each way. I could see that her huge pussy was dripping wet.

Removing the plug and tossing it aside, I soothed her swollen anus with my lips and was able to slide my tongue into her dark passage. I tasted the edible strawberry lube from the black box that she had used to insert the plug.

I was about as hard as I had ever been, and nestled my thick head into her dark vortex. I pulled back and added a glob of Vaseline from the small jar in the bedside table. I pushed it in with my dick. Again, I pulled out and added a little more and pushed it a little deeper. Withdrawing and gathering the grease from around her anus with my cock head, I pushed another glob, deeper still this time, until my head plopped into her.

Understanding that patience is the primary factor in an enjoyable backdoor sex experience, I withdrew again and stroked my cock, spreading the greasy lube from the tip to the base. Again, I added lube and pushed the head into her butthole, but this time instead of stopping, I leaned in and slowly but steadily pressed forward until I felt her ass against me. Deb groaned as my cock opened her up. I spread her cheeks with both hands and pressed forward until I had achieved maximum penetration. I held still for a moment and slowly eased almost all the way out. Repeating the process several times, Deb began pushing back as I entered her. She was ready.

Gradually picking up the pace, Deb was moaning, "Oh, I feel so stretched. Why haven't I done this before? This feels so good. Oh, God! Fuck my ass harder. Yes!"

I began pounding her, hard and deep, relentlessly. She was so tight that I knew I would not last long. My orgasm was rapidly approaching. Reaching around, I jammed four fingers into her loose cunt and started stroking her G-spot while my palm massaged her clit.

She screamed out and I felt her squirting on my hand. I turned loose, pushing in as deep as I could for several strokes and then, my groin contracting, fired shot after shot into her rectum.

We collapsed and all either of us could muster was Deb's heartfelt, "Wow!"

The next morning when I awoke, Deb was already dressed and ready to leave. We hugged and kissed, her fully clothed and me naked. The kissing was having its effect and when she felt my rising cock poke her, she backed off and playfully slapped it causing it to bounce. She laughed and said, "No more of that. You will have to come and see me. If you do, I will do anything..." She paused in thought and added, "...except no other guys and no photos"

As that sank in, my first thought was that, at that moment, I suddenly wanted nothing more than to take pictures of her getting gangbanged. My second though was, looking for a loophole, "What about other girls and video?" My third thought was, "Wait a minute-- did she just say 'anything'?!"

As those thoughts tumbled through my brain, we kissed again and she was gone, taillights turning the corner.