In the meantime, Allie reached up and cupped my balls with one warm hand, the other hand gently squeezing and pulling on my hardening shaft. Before long, my cock sprung to attention, and was ready for action. I leant forward, and spread some oil on Allie's inner thighs and smooth pussy lips. I went down on my knees, but found that the bed was just a little too high, and Allies eyes were in line with my cock. I took hold of her upper arms, and pulled her down a bit, causing her to rest on the rolled-up towel with her shoulders, her neck and head hanging off the edge of the bed.
"Open wide!" I commanded in my best dentist's voice.
Allie obliged, and I slowly entered her mouth. I've never throatfucked a girl in this position and found the sensation quite titillating - I could feel the breaths from her nostrils on my ballsack which was hanging down in her face, and the upper ridge of my cock was pressing her tongue against the floor of her mouth with each stroke. As it did at the massage parlor, Allie's hands instinctively went down to her crotch. She opened her legs wide and pulled the skin of her pudendum upwards with her left hand, exposing the clit from under its hood, and used her right hand to rub up and down her smooth pussy lips with two fingers before rubbing the little pink pearl at the top in small circular motions.
I kept my hands busy by massaging her glistening breasts, in turn rubbing them lightly with the palms of my hands, then kneading them and pulling and tweaking her hard nipples. I could both see and feel Allie's chest heaving up and down as she struggled to breathe through her nose only, her mouth filled with the girth of my cock. Gradually, I increased the length of my strokes, and could feel my cock slide from the roughness at the back of her tongue on to the soft palate at the back of her mouth, and into her throat, where it met with soft resistance. I could feel and hear her gag between my thighs, but I did not care. I pushed forward, and after the initial resistance at the back of her throat, I could feel the tip of my cock slipping down her throat. She lifted her hands from her thighs as though she wanted to push me away, and I pulled back slightly. She coughed and gagged, and I could feel her spittle run down my scrotum.
Fuck her,
I thought, and forced my cock down her throat once more. She gagged again, and I could see her flat
tummy tighten as if she was going to vomit.
I pulled my cock from her mouth and looked down at her. She coughed. Spittle ran from her mouth, mixing with mucus running from her nose.
Not a pretty sight.
I pulled the towel from underneath her shoulders, and wiped her face.
"It doesn't look as though you WANT to repeat your performance of this afternoon?" I said, baiting her.
"Sorry, but you are a lot bigge'..." she caught herself mid-sentence.
"Sorry ..." she said again.
"OK. We'll have to try again, but so far, you are not living up to your undertaking. Let's see how the next part goes. Stand on your knees!".
She turned around, and got on all fours on the bed, her knees on the edge of the bed.
Perfect height.
I took her hips in my hands, and inserted my cock into her warm pussy as deep as it could go, pulling her buttocks firmly against my hips.
"Uuuhooohww" she sighed.
I withdrew slowly, leaving only the tip of my cock between the pussy lips before swinging my pelvis forward quickly, pulling back on her hips, causing her buttocks to slam against my hips with an audible slap. Allie pushed backwards with each stroke, and I hardly had to use any energy to pull back. "Slap" "slap" "slap" we went, and she groaned in rhythm: "Uhhmm, uhhm, uuhhmmm!"
A change of pace is called for,
I thought, feeling that familiar warm glow spreading from my buttocks, warning me that an orgasm is brewing.
I turned around to reach for the massage oil on the table behind me, and my cock slipped out from her pussy with a "plop" sound. Allie pushed her hips back as far as she could, her pussy lips appearing to search for my cock. Having found the bottle of oil, I inserted the head of my cock into her hungry vagina again, and held still. Allie pushed back, but I warned her with a playful slap on the buttock and a stern "Whoa - easy now!" She complied, and held still. I drizzled a liberal amount of oil in the cleft of her butt, and some on my right thumb as well. I leaned back, and managed to replace the bottle on the table behind me without losing contact with her pussy again.
I started with long, slow strokes again, and could feel Allie pushing back ever so slightly at the end of each stroke. When I started gently massaging her little pink butthole with my oiled thumb, I could feel her push-backs becoming more insistent. I gradually increased the pressure from my thumb, and on the ninth or tenth stroke, my thumb entered her tight asshole. I gently twirled my thumb around, exploring the soft folds inside her rectum beyond the tight ring of muscle clenching around the first phalanx. Allie pushed back even more, and pushed her backside up, pressing down upper body flat against the bedsheet.
With each cock stroke, I pushed my thumb deeper into her asshole, and buried it right up to the hilt. "Ugghhmm, uhgghm, uuhhggmmm!" she groaned. I felt that she was ready for something more but knew that the girth of my cock was quite substantial, and that it would be a tight fit. I wanted to make sure that we wouldn't hurt each other; well, at least that I would not hurt myself. At this stage, I did not care much about Allie.
"Ready? I asked.
"For what?" she looked around at me.
"For a nice ass fuck, what else?".
"But ... we ... I didn't ... uhhm..", she caught herself before the excuse that the masseur did not ravish her butt could escape.
"What?" I asked sharply.
"Uuhhmm ... I think so ... Yes" came her hesitant reply.
I pulled my thumb from her ass, and pulled back my hips, freeing my rock-hard cock. I took my cock in my right hand, and put my left hand on Allie's the cleft of Allie's buttocks, pulling her rear end closer to me and slightly lower. I lined up the tip of my shaft at her butthole, and pushed forward, the sensitive tip of my cock against her tight sphincter. It did not give way. Allie reached backwards, and put her hands on her butt cheeks, pulling them apart as far as they could go, pulling open her butthole. I rubbed some oil on the head of my cock, resumed my aim, and gave a sharp push. The head of my cock slipped through the tight O-ring of muscle, just inside her asshole. She gave a sharp groan, and I could feel the muscles of her sphincter contract and then relax around my cock.
I held still for a few seconds, relishing the feeling, and then slowly entered the hitherto forbidden orifice all the way. It felt completely different from her pussy - beyond the tight sphincter muscle which clenched around my shaft, it felt kind of warm and "grabbing" inside. I started slowly fucking her butthole, and her groans of pain changed to groans of pleasure, or so it seemed to me. She relaxed a little more, and I sped up my strokes, my hips slapping against her tushy.
Maybe it was the tightness of her sphincter, maybe her groans mixing with the slapping sounds her buttocks made against my pelvis, maybe it was the feeling of excitement doing it for the first time, or maybe the feeling that I was dominating her completely, but I soon felt the first spasms of orgasm. I tried to slow down my pumping to make the feeling last a little longer but realized that there was no return. I came inside her poop chute with six, seven, eight long spurts, pushing forward so hard that I lost my balance and collapsed on top of her, with my still-twitching cock buried deep inside her.
We both lay still for a minute, regaining our breath.
Allie turned her head, and I gave her a light peck on the cheek.
"We'd better get cleaned up or we might miss dinner", I said, pretending that this was an everyday occurrence.
Dinner was uneventful. Allie tried to act her part as the loving wife, and we enjoyed our three-course meal exchanging trivial chit-chat over a bottle of red wine, both avoiding discussing the events of the day. She seemed to be a little withdrawn, and I did not suspect that she might be hatching a plan of her own. After dinner, we just fell into bed, both spent. We were both asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillows.
Or so I thought.
