This is an adult sex story.
All the characters are of the age of consent or far over it!
Any children named or mentioned are not involved in anything sexual.
This is story number fifty seven (57).
The previous story is titled "I Rub My New Banker the Right Way" which is story fifty six (56).
This is the continuing story of how I spent my summer vacation in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA.
Enjoy and thanks for the views and votes.
*****
My balls sent off that all too familiar tingle of an impending blast of my steaming baby batter into a wet, warm, waiting and welcoming female orifice.
I'd been waiting for this moment, this orgasm, as I plowed her oh so very tight sweet ass vigorously on my journey to nirvana.
I'd taken her virgin ass with relish.
From the first moment I laid eyes on her I wanted her.
I wanted to fuck, and to come inside of her, her pussy, her mouth and her very fine ass.
As for that ass, I had lusted after it like no other ass I'd ever seen before.
A large part of was visual; seeing her in her business attire at our first meeting, I knew, I just knew she had a great ass.
She knew that I knew too, because she caught me looking more than once. She smiled shyly in response.
Part of it was physical, once I got her naked and we'd fucked and oh how we fucked; it was a natural progression to take it to the next level of intimacy and trust to move to having anal sex.
For me at least; it took some coaxing on my part for her to experiment.
Part of it was psychological and my need to dominate; for her to understand that this kind of sex was something I expected from her as I received it from all my lady friends.
I love it when a woman is on her knees; thighs spread wide, head down in submission, ass up, me behind her, hard, and ready to poke that small hole, that rosebud, for the very first time.
On the bed, nude, her bung hole gave off the earthy fragrance of her shit but I didn't care.
I stroked myself, spreading the lube evenly.
Her ass was hot and wet with the lube I'd generously applied, initially using a couple of fingers in and around her rosebud.
I'd been gentle, but persistent with my rubbing and probing.
There was no stopping and no turning back.
Her ass was mine.
*****
All women have a butt.
There are butts, then there are asses, and then there are asses to die for.
Her ass was certainly in the last category.
It may have been in an even higher category all its own: asses to worship.
It was well shaped, muscled in just the right places, the proper size for her height and frame.
It was tan, except for where her tiny thong had covered her smooth, firm light bronze skin.
My hands cupped those cheeks quite well.
Natalie loved it when I held her ass; when I fondled it; when I smacked it as I took her from behind.
One of my favorite things is to cup a woman's ass and then probe for her rosebud with my fingers.
It gives the lady in question some idea as to what I ultimately want.
The first time I touched Natalie's rosebud she jumped a bit and laughed.
She may have been embarrassed or perhaps just nervous about my intentions. My intentions were always clear when it came to butt sex: I expected it. I wanted it.
And I would not be denied.
She knew it was going to happen; she knew how it felt -- nice -- very nice --- when I rubbed all around her bunghole and when I probed it, gently, with my finger, then, patiently, being very generous with the massage oil, lubing all around but not quite into her drainage hole, before I carefully, slowly, with no rush, slowly pushed my index finger into her tiny rosebud, stopping as she gasped at the initial feeling of a foreign intrusion back there for the very first time.
No pun intended, I did not push it.
One finger in, slowly and carefully.
She seemed okay with that.
I didn't do anything crazy or wild. I just probed, taking it slow.
I got in to my knuckle and moved it around a bit, working to open her up a bit without frightening or hurting her.
She allowed me, provided I continued to be a nice guy, and a gentleman about it (and I was both of these things), to continue to fondle, kiss, lick and oh so gently and slowly probe her asshole when we fooled around.
She teased me a bit, wanting to know what the big attraction was.
"Are you an ass man, Jack?" she laughed as I patted and rubbed her perfect hindquarters.
I simply replied "I want to love you all over."
That seemed to satisfy her.
I know she appreciated me taking my time to get to the destination.
The next day, two fingers went into her well lubricated hole.
But not before I rimmed her, something I knew she enjoyed but might not ever admit.
With the digits doing their cave exploration came some gasps: "OOOH ... AHHHH."
A grunt; a groan; she did not protest, so I continued.
As I pushed in the second finger she moved her ass away so I stopped and slowed things down.
It took a few minutes but eventually both fingers made their way into the tight bunghole of backdoor love. I got them knuckles deep and then pushed in a bit deeper.
"It's not unpleasant" she told me; "It's just different."
A new feeling. A stretched out feeling.
Having broken new ground with her, and having received no resistance, I decided to change my strategy up a bit.
The following day, I reintroduced her to the two well lubed fingers which she took with only an "Ahhh" which was better than the "Go slow damn it!" from the day before.
My new plan was to get her used to something bigger and longer in her ass, so she'd be better prepared, mentally, and physically, for my hard cock pushing past her tight ring.
Since we met I had been fucking her ass in my mind, going balls deep while she came over and over again ... on my cock as I pummeled her ass to its fullest.
I pulled her up on her knees and with two fingers from my right hand finger fucking her still very tight rosebud, I reached around with my left hand and found her love button just waiting to be played with.
As I suspected because I could smell it, her pussy was already quite moist and her pussy was desirous of some male attention.
She immediately responded positively to this program to pleasure her by responding in a way that bode well for my plan.
Remember the song "Dueling Banjos?"
I was going to do her with dueling fingers.
Bucking on both of my hands, I had soon had her ready to come and I started to slow down the pace of my thrusting fingers in and out of her ass and ramped up my pussy play.
She was so worked up and invested her own pleasure she didn't realize that the second she started shuddering as her orgasm approached, I pulled my fingers out of her ass and slowly began to insert into her dilated rosebud a well lubricated plastic butt plug about half the size of my cock.
So caught up in coming, she could only try to clench her butt cheeks together to stop the alien invasion but I would not yield until the healthy size unit made its way fully inside of her pulsating ass.
Natalie came for a second time with a groan, a scream and a gush.
I pushed her butt to the sheets while she shivered and moaned at the intense orgasmic pleasure I delivered to that divine body.
*****
As for the dildo, she didn't like it, her eyes watered (no tears) but she knew better than to ask me to take it out.
She said she felt full and I responded with "Like you need to take a shit?" and she laughed and replied "Yes."
I helped her get up off the bed and walk around the suite to get used to her new anal partner.
There were some small grimaces but generally she took it quite well.
Keep in mind that she'd just come and me, well, I was hard as a steel beam.
What she did do is ask me how long she had to keep it inside of her.
I replied by getting off the bed, cock bobbing, and going to the closest to get a brand new bathing suit for her to wear at the adult pool downstairs.
As I handed it to her, I said "The bottoms on this suit will cover your cheeks and no one will know that you have a butt plug hiding in that world class ass of yours."
She nodded and smiled, impressed with the gift I had given her. The suit was extremely flattering and she knew it.
She looked at my very hard bobbing cock, my male digit that had given her so much pleasure in our relationship and then she lifted her eyes and smiled at me.
"My, my, that sure looks interesting Jack. And big. Did I do that to you?"
I nodded, wondering if she was going to fix the problem she created.
As in, give me some relief.
One of her patented blow jobs would be nice. Or maybe a quickie.
I'm not a fan of hand jobs; if I wanted one of those I could do it myself.
Smiling, she said "When this thing comes out of my ass, I'll address that" pointing to my hard on.
Natalie continued with "And not one second before."
I know I frowned or looked disappointed and she laughed and said "If you can't wait that long you could go beat off in the shower. I'll watch."
*****
Down at the pool, more interesting things happened that afternoon.
She was pretty enough, with a rocking body, so she turned heads wherever she walked.
We got to the cabana and she surprised me by dropping her bag on a chair and taking off her top immediately.
What surprised me was that she wasn't shy about it; she went to the opening of the tent and took off her top in plain view of anyone that was looking.
Given her good looks, she had a lot of eyes on her.
