Author's Note:
Part 4 of Tink and Tave's erotic fairy tale focuses on anal sex. If this is not your thing, you may want to skip to page 2. Something truly magical happens then, setting up Part 5.
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An Erotic Fairy Tale, Part 4 (of 7): Backdoor Voodoo
"I bet your mouth could get me ready in no time," I suggested to the naked, short-haired blonde girl who was lying next to me, glaring.
"Oh, I'm not betting with you anymore, mister," Wendy, who everyone called Tink, snarled. But as our gazes lingered on one another, I thought I saw a softening in her eyes.
"That's probably good, considering how badly you lost this round."
Moments before, I'd won a bet, and the stakes were me getting to fuck Tink's ass. Her virgin ass. The initial bet had been that I couldn't hold off coming until she'd ridden me to an orgasm for herself. If I won, she'd have to finish me with her mouth. Given that I'd been a complete virgin myself until earlier that evening, Tink seemed pretty confident that she'd win the bet. But after she came before I did, giving me the win in round one, I suggested double or nothing instead of her sucking me to completion. She'd raised the stakes by offering anal sex if I didn't come before her second orgasm.
Tink almost won round two, bringing me close to the edge by talking about wanting me to fill her with my cum and licking and sucking her own nipples. But I kept her close to orgasm too, talking dirty to her, calling her a slut and a whore. But what finally brought me victory, albeit by the smallest of margins, was when I sat up, my dick still deep inside her, and attacked her nipples with my lips and teeth. She came almost instantly, and I did the same in the next second. But I'd beaten her by enough.
Still, the suddenly timid Tink tried to talk me out of anal, first saying I probably couldn't get it up since I'd come three times already, then offering a threesome with another girl as an alternate prize. But I'd stuck to my guns, which brought us to where we were now, with me suggesting she use her talented mouth to get me hard again.
"Oh, fuck it," she groaned, rolling her eyes. "Give me a minute, okay?"
"Sure," I said, enjoying the view of her tight, rounded ass as she walked to the small bathroom attached to her private room. Tink was a college freshman like me, but whereas I lived in a traditional dorm, she lived in a privately run one where four girls shared the same kitchen and common room but had their own bedrooms and bathrooms.
"What's this?" I asked when she tossed a tube of something on the bed and sat back down next to me.
"Lube."
"It has glitter in it."
"I know."
"Will it be okay for..."
"I hope so. It's water-based, plus It's all I have."
"Well, it says it's okay for anal. But why do you...?"
"I thought it'd be exciting for my pussy to glitter for a guy. Turned out he didn't hardly notice, and I had glitter coming out of me for days, so lose/lose altogether. Not sure why I didn't just toss it."
"Tink, if you don't want to do this..."
"What makes you think I don't want to do this? Just 'cause I'll be shitting glitter for a week?"
"Everything. I don't want to make you do something you don't want to do."
"Hey, I said I would. See—informed consent at its finest."
"You don't have to. It's okay," I said, rubbing Tink's arm.
The blonde girl stared at me for several seconds, then rolled her eyes like she had moments earlier. But something seemed different this time, as if she was waiting on something I was not giving her. And her next words confirmed my suspicions.
"You ever think maybe, just maybe, I'm acting so reluctant and being such a bitch about it all is because I want you to make me go through with it?"
"Um, no, not really. Not until right now."
"All this informed consent bullshit makes it so much harder to make a guy push a girl's boundaries, even when said girl offered anal sex as the reward for a bet and let herself lose that bet. Oh, and she has lube handy too."
"You said you used it in your, um..."
"I did, yes. But I didn't have to go get it now. I could've said I didn't have any lube if I didn't want to go through with letting you fuck my ass. Or, imagine this, I could've never agreed in the first place. And I certainly could've made you come first if I wanted."
"Like you didn't try."
"I had to try. Otherwise, you would've been pissed I let you win, like when you thought I was stroking your ego after we fucked the first time."
"I don't think I would've been pissed at you letting me win with anal sex on the line. I think I would've accepted that."
"Maybe," Tink shrugged, and like every time she did, her round, enticing breasts bounced in a way that made it hard for me to think or breathe. "But maybe I wanted you to think you beat me so you'd be more willing to push for me to go through with it after I made a big deal about not wanting to."
"Fuck, you're making my head hurt," I groaned.
"Sorry. Anyway, I'll get you hard, and then you can use the fucking glitter lube."
"Wait, did you really mean the threesome offer, or was it part of your little game?" I asked, my mind trying to reconcile what Tink was saying now with what she'd said and done earlier.
"Maybe it was real, maybe it was part of my' game'," the blonde grinned, her feigned innocent expression at odds with the gleam in her eyes. "But I knew you'd never take me up on it with my virginal ass on the line."
"So, you've really never done anal before?"
"Nope. I've been waiting for the right guy."
"And you think I'm the right guy?"
"Oh, I sure hope so."
"But..."
"Shut the fuck up, Tave," Tink said, kissing me lightly on the lips. "You keep yammering away about this shit, and I might decide you're not the right guy. Say you understand what I'm telling you."
"I understand."
"Good," the blonde girl smiled, then she lowered her head to my lap and sucked my still mostly soft dick into her mouth.
At first, nothing seemed to be happening, but after maybe thirty seconds, my cock started to grow, getting firmer and firmer, causing Tink to concentrate on just the first half of it, then the first couple of inches.
"Did you like that?" she asked a few minutes later, running one hand up and down my slick, rigid shaft.
"It was incredible."
"Beyond anything you'd ever imagined?" she teased, paraphrasing what I'd said both about my first blowjob and then sex.
"Oh, yes," I agreed.
"Hmmm. Well, just wait until I keep your dick in my throat as you get hard. That'll really blow your mind, and your load shortly after, I suspect."
"Oh," I said, my cock twitching at her words.
"I'd have done it now, but my nose is burning a little again, and I didn't want you so far down my throat I had to breathe just through my nose. Plus, I didn't want to go through all the work of getting you hard and having to taste my own pussy juice on your dick just for you to come too soon. If I'm gonna take it up the ass, I want the full experience."
"I thought you liked tasting yourself..."
"On your lips, yes. On your nasty cock it's just gross," Tink said, but her eyes were laughing, and after I failed to say anything else to her for several seconds, she winked at me.
"I don't understand you," I admitted with a long, deep sigh.
"So few do," she chuckled. "Now, let's get this over with."
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Tink, head hanging almost low enough to touch the floor, whimpered as I tried to add a second finger to the first. I backed off again, wondering if this was ever going to work.
The first attempt had taken place on the bed, with the blonde girl on her hands and knees. But after several failed attempts to put even one lubed—and glittering—finger up her ass, she suggested we move to the floor.
"On the bed I know I can sink into it and get away," she said by way of explanation for the move. "On the floor, I won't be able to do that."
So, we moved to the floor. And sure enough, she'd kept her ass up when I shoved the tip of my index finger inside of her. I gave Tink a few seconds to adjust before slowly, carefully, moving the whole finger inside of her. Once we had hit that milestone, I began working it in and out, and soon she was relaxed enough for me to add a second finger. Or so I thought.
"If I'd known anal sex was going to be this messy for me, I'd chosen the threesome option," I complained, not meaning it but wanting to get a rise out of the girl.
"Shit, I'd carpet munch all day while you got BJ after BJ from the other girl and you both ignored my needs rather than go through this."
"Should I stop?"
"Or maybe you should quit trying to baby me."
"We talked about that," I grumbled. "I don't want to hurt you."
"And I said it's gonna hurt, so why not get it over with. This drag it out, lame-assed, gentle bullshit is much worse than... ooowww! What the fuck, dude?"
"You said you wanted me to stop babying you."
"Yeah, I meant I wanted you to get going. I didn't say ram your finger inside my anus while smacking my ass."
"I smacked it once," I pointed out. "And I think you liked it. I got the same feeling the first time I did it."
"What kind of slut likes getting her ass spanked?"
"You."
"Maybe."
"And maybe the same kind who's ready for two fingers up her ass too."
"FUCK!" Tink screamed as I pulled my index finger out, added the still lubed middle finger to it, and shoved both inside her anus. "That fucking hurt."
"You want me to stop?" I asked, and when I received no answer, I repeated the question.
"No," she admitted finally, looking back at me over her shoulder. "But I don't want to have to say that either."
"Then how can I know when you really want me to stop?" I asked, turning my fingers in a slow circle, expanding her impossibly tight anus. "Isn't that the whole point of encouraging informed consent?"
"Fine, we'll use a fucking safe word. That better?"
"What's a safe word?" I asked before my mind supplied the likely answer. "Wait, never mind, I get it."
"Good," the blonde snickered. "It needs to be something that takes you out of the moment. How about 'Ferris'."
"My brother's name? That should work for me, but I can't believe you remembered it. I told you that..."
