It was early March, and cold outside, but not in Emmy's apartment. He stepped out of his shoes. She drifted up in a silken robe, open over her nakedness, and kissed him as he undressed. Then, when he'd removed everything, she let the robe flutter to the floor and took a seat on a tall step-stool, arms and legs spread wide to welcome him.
He stepped into her embrace, his tongue first deep in her mouth, then circling and battling hers between their open lips. Her fingers dug into his buttocks, her grip moving further and further into the cleft between them. He grasped her tits, then lowered his head to suck at each nipple in turn.
"Eat me," she said, pushing him down onto his knees as she slid her ass forward on the narrow seat. His nose nudged up and down her slit and he savored the sharp, musky odor of her, then his tongue followed, pushing between her lips, up to her clit, flicking it, humming as she moaned with pleasure.
He kept this up for several minutes while she clutched at his head, holding him there, milking his attention. As she approached her climax, he slid his forefinger into her vagina to wet it, then circled it around her butthole. That was enough to push her over the edge, and her thighs clamped for a few moments around his head as her hips bucked and she grunted and moaned.
Finally she drew him back upward, her hands cupping his face, for a prolonged kiss. She still sat on the edge of the stool, and the tip of his cock nestled against the opening of her vagina.
"You make me feel so good, I should be paying you." She pushed him back a little and stood up, drawing him along behind her with her hand around his penis. "Come to bed, I have a surprise for you."
She made him lay on his belly, his cock a hard lump beneath him, and straddled his ass, massaging his back and shoulders. "You like that?"
"Feels good," he said. His cock throbbed beneath him. "It would feel even better if you sucked my dick, though."
She laughed. "I'm sure it would. A little later, okay? First, I have something else for you. Close your eyes."
"Really?"
"Oh, don't trust me yet?" She was reaching toward the nightstand.
"Fine." He put his head down on his arms, facing away from the nightstand, and closed his eyes.
The nightstand drawer opened, followed by a soft squelching sound, as if something was being squirted from a bottle. A sudden hope about what was happening rose in him, but kept his eyes closed anyway, not wanting to take away from her surprise.
Her hand was warm when it caressed his butt cheek, then spread it apart from its companion. But the sensation on the opening of his ass was cold like gel, and hard like steel, and smooth, as big as a finger.
"Is that okay, baby?" She bent over him, a breast crushed to his shoulder blade.
"Yesss," he said. He wanted more, and she provided it, slipping it in further and further until he felt a wide ring press against his anus.
He walked his knees forward, putting his butt in the air, his head still down on his arms, and she reached around to stroke his cock.
"C'mon," he said. "Suck me."
She wriggled between his legs to where his engorged penis dangled. It pulsed with each heartbeat, and he imagined it bouncing up and down with anticipation. She licked the shaft, then his balls. One hand took hold of the end of the dildo up his ass and moved it back and forth.
"I might come fast," he moaned, but she pulled his cock down without a word and took it into the wet heat of her mouth, sucking, her tongue moving around it while she took it deep. The dildo kept moving as well, and the pressure built like a charged firehose.
"I'm coming," he gasped, hoping it was enough warning for her to release him, but she didn't. Instead, she seemed to suck harder and move the thing in his ass faster, and after an instant that was almost painful, an exquisite flash of pleasure shot from his groin all through his body and he disgorged his cum in her mouth. Amidst the waves of ecstasy he sensed her jaw and throat working to swallow his seed.
"Oh, fuck," he said at last.
"Fuck, indeed," she said after she disengaged her mouth from his still-erect cock, licking and sucking the last of his cum from it. Mindful both of her head and the dildo in his bottom, he lowered himself to his side, breathing heavily, his heart pounding. His whole body seemed to tingle with the aftermath of his orgasm.
They lay in each others' arms for a few minutes, kissing gently.
"I had no idea," he said.
"Of what?"
"Of how good butt sex could be."
"You've really never done anything like that before? I thought guys played with their assholes all the time."
"Well, I've put a finger up there. But not that far."
She giggled. "Too bad I don't have a strap-on, or one of those big, black dildos. I could give your ass a real fucking."
