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Ch. 4 Codes: Mf, teen, oral, anal
CHAPTER FOUR.
Nothing much happened the rest of the weekend. Monday afternoon, Marianne
reappeared at my door, wearing jeans and a white spaghetti-strap baby tee
that barely contained her big tits.
"Hey."
"Are you busy? Wanna hang out?"
"Come on in."
She stepped inside, walking into the kitchen and helping herself to a beer.
I opened it for her.
"I talked to Tiffany," she said grinning.
"And?"
"She told me about your idea."
"Go on."
"Five hundred a piece, you fuck us both, and we dyke out on each other?"
"Right."
She grinned.
"I wanna do it, but Tiff is still thinking. If she doesn't want to, I know a
girl who would, though."
"Another cheerleader?"
"Uh huh."
"This is quite a squad you've got."
"Yep."
"Who else knows about our little arrangement?"
"Just Tiff."
"Not this other girl?"
"No. But see, she's a good friend of mine, so I know she's a dyke. Or at
least she's fucked girls. Guys too, but mostly girls. I'll pitch it to her
if Tiff wimps out. I know she'll do it if I ask."
"What's she look like?"
"She's pretty hot. About my height, red hair. She doesn't have tits like
mine, but she's still cute."
"Not too many girls do."
She grinned. I could see the flush of arousal on her chest.
"Nope. So, you wanna go fuck now?"
"Lead the way."
She took my hand and pulled me upstairs. As I shut the bedroom doors behind
us, Marianne stepped to the middle of the room, leering at me. She pulled
her top over her head, then shoved down her jeans. Underneath, she wore a
matching demi-bra and panty set in lacy ivory, with little beads all over the
fabric.
"Like it?"
"Yes."
"That's good, because you paid for it."
She walked up, grabbing my hard-on through her pants, then dropped to her
knees and began digging it out. When she had it exposed, she stroked it a
few times, then settled her mouth over the head. She worked the end eagerly
as she had the last time, sucking and slurping with just her lips and tongue.
"Tell me something," I gasped.
She didn't withdraw.
"Hmm?"
"You said you never sucked a cock before mine. But Tiffany talked like she
thought you had a lot more experience than she did."
She pulled back now, using her hand to stroke me as she ran her tongue along
the underside.
"She's right, but I didn't." She sucked the base of my cock just above my
balls for a second. "I thought it was gross and demeaning. Like the guy was
just using me to get off."
"What's different about this?"
She grinned.
"I don't know. I just know I love sucking your dick." And back it went into
her mouth.
She took more of it in now, pushing it to the back of her throat. I reached
down to feel her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. Her teeth grazed lightly
along the underside as she withdrew, then she reversed herself, swallowing
most of it back up again. She bobbed slowly up and down like that, playing
gently with my balls, until I had to stop her lest I come already. She
withdrew and went back to stroking me with her hand.
"I was thinking . . ."
"What?"
She looked up at me lasciviously.
"What would it be worth to fuck me in the ass?"
"Instead of straight sex? Or on top of it?"
She grinned and gave the head of my cock a brief suck.
"What would you want?"
"I'd like to come in that tight ass of yours."
"Okay. We'll do that instead."
"Same price?"
"Uh huh."
"Have you done it before?"
"Nope. Is it going to hurt?"
"Let me eat you out first. Then we'll do it."
She stood, removing her bra and panties, and lay back on the bed behind her.
I crawled up between her thighs, and she took my head in her hands. I buried
my tongue in her blonde twat, sucking her clit and lips into my mouth. She
moaned, arching her back, especially after I reached up and began punishing
her big breasts and hard nips with my fingers. Her hips rolled at my face,
pushing up at me as I licked and sucked on her. I kept up a steady rhythm
for several minutes, and Marianne's fluids were soon covering most of my
face. I fucked her with my tongue and brought a hand down from her breasts
to tweak her clit. She shrieked, thrashing back and forth, and came in a
rush, almost lifting us both off the bed.
I finished her off for a few seconds and then withdrew to let her rest. I
went into the bathroom to find a bottle of massage oil. When I returned,
Marianne was still limp on the bed with an arm over her face, gasping for
breath. She came to a few moments later, and her eyes came to rest on the
oil in my hands.
"Is that for me?"
"Both of us."
"What do I do?"
"Get on your hands and knees down here."
She rolled on her stomach and positioned herself. I used my index finger to
lubricate her, working it around her sphincter. She moaned and gasped when I
slipped inside her, working as much of the oil into her as I could get.
"Is this going to hurt?"
"It might at first. Just try to relax yourself as much as you can."
I stroked my erection with the oil until it was glistening from head to root.
Then I took her hips in my hands, probing forward. I aimed my cock between
her ass cheeks, resting it against her anus.
"Oh, God."
I pushed forward slowly, the copious oil easing the passage through her tight
sphincter. Marianne grunted and convulsed as I slid into her. I bottomed
out after about ten seconds, resting my hips against her hard ass.
"Are you all right?"
"It feels . . . oh, God . . . it feels like I'm being raped by an elephant."
"Do you want to stop?"
"No. Fuck me. Just fuck me."
She pushed backwards, trying to get me to thrust at her. I withdrew slowly,
then slid back in. I could feel her sphincter pulsing involuntarily around
me. She whimpered through clenched teeth, throwing her hair back over her
shoulders. I fucked her easily for a minute or two before speeding my
thrusts. I pushed her forward each time, until she was soon down on the bed
with her knees bent under her. I reached for her big tits, taking them in my
hands. She braced herself on the headboard in front of us, still whimpering
and grunting as I fucked her. I felt her fingers brush against my balls and
realized that she was playing with herself.
"Is this getting you off?" I gasped.
"Oh, God. Yes."
"Does it hurt?"
"Uh huh. But I can come. I'm going to come. Just give me a little more."
"Harder?"
She groaned.
"Harder."
I sped my thrusts, thumping against her ass, feeling my balls slapping
against her sopping wet twat. Little cries began escaping her lips, and her
fingers were a blur between her legs. Her body began to shake and shudder
under me just as my sperm began to rise. Then her sphincter clamped
painfully down on the base of my cock as she came, stopping the flow of jism.
It boiled against this unexpected barrier, making my head swim, then the
pressure built enough to escape, and my cum sprayed into her bowels. I shook
in dizzy climax, burying myself into her up to the root.
When our respective orgasms subsided, I fell to the side, pulling out of her.
She stretched out her legs, remaining on her stomach. Neither of us said
anything for a few minutes.
Marianne lifted herself up on an elbow, wiping the sweat from her forehead
and brushing her long blonde hair back from her face.
"I'm going to be limping for a week."
"Sorry."
"Don't be. That was fucking incredible."
I nodded.
"Have you done it like that before?" she asked.
"A few times. An old girlfriend of mine was into it."
"God. I never thought about it much until tonight. I don't know what made
me want to."
She slid off the bed and went into the bathroom. I dressed and cleaned
myself up, and then went into my office to find my checkbook. She appeared
from the bedroom, fully dressed, a few minutes later, and sat in my lap. She
gave me a long kiss when I slipped the check into her jeans, and I played
gently with her big breasts.
"Mmm."
"Yes."
"You like my tits, huh?"
"I love them. They're perfect."
"It used to piss me off how guys acted about them. I don't mind you, though.
I don't know why."
She kissed me again, moving her butt slowly against my lap. I felt my cock
beginning to stir again, and I could tell Marianne felt it.
She giggled.
"Did you clean yourself up?"
"Yes."
She bent to kiss my neck as one hand caressed my chest.
"I feel like giving you a freebie."
"You don't need to."
"I know. I want to."
She slipped out of my lap and onto the floor. She positioned herself between
my knees and reached up for my boxers. My cock was standing at attention
now, and she inspected it briefly. Finding nothing amiss, she bent her head
to take it into her mouth.
It was too soon after my earlier orgasm, and Marianne was too eager and
excited. I had to slow her down, digging my fingers through her long blonde
locks. She slowed down, using just her tongue and lips in a steady rhythm
for a few minutes.
She withdrew to kiss the head.
"Better?"
"Yeah."
Back down she went, sucking and massaging me with her tongue. My balls were
beginning to reawaken now, and I moved her head faster. She responded by
bobbing rapidly. I reached down to fondle her tits, and she moved closer to
me, getting everything within reach. When I dug into her baby T-shirt to get
at them, she reached behind her to unsnap her bra. Her tits fell into my
hands, and I caressed them gently as she continued to suck rapidly on my
cock.
She withdrew again to rest her jaw, using her hand to stroke me rapidly.
"Are you getting there yet?"
I nodded, gasping.
"Are you going to come in my mouth? Are you going shoot your cum down
throat?"
I grunted, unable to answer her.
"I'm going to swallow it. I'm going to swallow every drop."
She dropped her head, swallowing me up, and sucking rapidly on the head like
a calf at a teat, massaging it with tongue and lips. I cried out, gripping
her hair in my hands. My cum began churning out of my balls, and a second
later, it was spurting into Marianne's mouth. She gulped it down as it came,
milking my cock with her fist to get it all. She continued to suck and milk
me for nearly a minute afterward before withdrawing with a big grin on her
face.
"Did you like that?"
I nodded.
"I'm going to talk to Tiff tomorrow. If I can't talk her into doing the
three-way, I'll call this other girl. Then I'll let you know what's going to
happen."
"Okay."
She crawled up into my lap and kissed me again.
"Night. Thanks."
"You too," I gasped.
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