Chapter 30 #2
The feeling of wet warmth overtakes me as his tongue circles my puckered ring, now more relaxed and ready for more.
He buries his face between my ass cheeks.
He licks from front to back, dipping his tongue into my pussy and then to my ass.
The sensations of him eating me out in both my pussy and ass build up that liquid warmth that runs through my belly and hips.
As his fingers slide into my pussy, he pushes his tongue into my ass, thrusting in rhythm with his fingers. I buckle, my legs shaking from the force of my orgasm as it tears through me, my pussy milking his fingers as my ass clenches on his tongue. My back arches as my head shoots back.
“Fucking hell!” I yell as he continues to thrust his tongue into me, drawing out every second of pleasure he can. I sink onto the bed like a limp doll as my climax subsides.
I lie there panting, trying to bring myself back to the here and now, when I feel cool liquid dripping onto my asshole and firm, warm fingers smearing it around the ring.
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“That’s a good boy. Now play with my ass. Stretch me open for your cock. You want to play, don’t you?” My head turns to the side to see his face fixed with a smile, his eyes sparkling. “Go for it. I want it. Show me how much you want to fuck it.”
He pushes a thumb into me, making me moan with pleasure. His other thumb slides in next to it. Both thumbs inside me now move as one, slowly in and out. He starts to pull them apart, and I can feel the pressure opening me up as I relax into it and let him prepare me.
His tongue pushes between his thumbs, making me buck back into his face. His tongue is deeper now, probing and licking inside my ass. He moves his thumbs around my ring, pulling me open, the sting becoming a delicious pressure, making me desperate for more.
He pulls his thumbs out, leaving me bereft. My head turns to see if he’s okay, but he kneels there, running lube down his fingers, his soft hooded gaze fixed on me.
“Is that okay for you, Iz? You want more?”
At this point, I think I’ve lost track of who’s in charge as he thrusts three fingers into my ass. I yelp in surprise that quickly morphs into groans of pleasure as he slides his fingers in and out, pushing them apart, making me stretch and cry out in pleasure. I push back into his hand.
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"Don't you dare fucking stop!" I grit out, feeling that familiar intense build-up of an anal orgasm. My thighs start to tremble as I ride his hand, thinking only now of the storm inside about to crash through me.
My fingers clutch the sheets as I push up, the rippling orgasm stripping me bare as I cry out in pleasure, a sudden wetness coating my thighs.
Oh fuck.
It’s been a long time since I last squirted. I turn to watch his face, his reactions, but before I can, he buries his face into my pussy, licking and sucking on my labia and around my entrance.
Dropping onto my front as he slides his hand out and falls back, sitting on his heels, we both let out surprised, breathless laughs.
"Jesus, Iz, that was fucking amazing. You taste like heaven. I had to drink you up." He shakes his head, disbelief on his face. "That was fucking hot."
He sits back on his heels, hands on his thighs as his eyes continue to roam over me. I move to sit on the edge of the bed in front of him and lean down to kiss him, tasting myself on his lips.
“Strip for me,” I tell him, sitting back to enjoy the view as he slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his broad tattooed chest, the fine layer of dark hair coaxing me to
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run my fingers through it. He undoes the button on his trousers, and they slide off his slim hips but need a slight push over his thick thighs.
I send up a small thanks to the gods above for his rugby playing physique.
Reaching out, I pull him onto the bed beside me. We lie there, catching our breath as I stroke his chest and stomach, tracing his tattoos across his skin. A minute of peaceful silence passes before I get up on my knees next to him, palms pressed to his chest.
"Are you ready to play some more?"
A lopsided smile plays across his lips. "Always.
" Leaning forward, I kiss him, his soft lips momentarily distracting me from my plan as his tongue pushes past my lips, claiming my mouth. I reach for my small vibrator; it’s a little bigger than my bullet vibe but still small enough not to send a man running when he sees it approaching his own ass.
Turning to face down the bed, I straddle his hips, my ass towards his face. Grabbing the bottle of lube, I drip a hefty dollop onto his cock, making him jump in surprise. I use both hands, twisting and pulling at his dick in a two-handed handjob, his groans getting louder the firmer I tug.
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Lifting myself and moving down a little, I place the head of his cock against my ass.
Leaning forward to give James the full view, I slowly slide myself down his cock, my hands gripping his shins to steady myself as I take him into my ass.
The feel of his cock stretching me open sends shivers down my spine.
He lets out a long, low moan. “Oh my God, you're so tight…” he whispers, his head back and his eyes closed, a serene, blissed-out look on his face.
“Eyes open, James, and look at yourself inside me.” His eyes blink open, and his head lifts, his eyes watching as his thick cock spreads my ass open wide. His hands come to my hips, holding on to me, rocking me.
“Hands behind your head. You're not to touch me until I let you.”
With a loud groan, his hands lock behind his head, his eyes dark as coal with his arousal, and his full lips parted.
He is breathtaking like this. At my mercy, desperate to touch me, to hold me and direct my movements but knowing he can’t unless I tell him to—that’s what he gets off on. And it’s what I love too.
I ride him deliberately slowly, my hips lifting and dropping. Sitting up a little further to work him deeper, I rock quicker, my hands roaming up his thighs. I grind down on him and roll my hips, making him hiss. “Oh… Jesus, I’m so deep.”
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My fingers trail up his thighs until I start to massage his balls, making him groan loudly, and his hips start to buck up into me.
My hips lift a little to stop his momentum. “Ass down and stay still!” I grit out firmly. His hips drop back down to the bed, and a grunt of frustration slips out of him.
“Iz, I want to fuck you so badly,” he sighs.
My head turns to look over my shoulder at him. “I know, sweetheart, but only good boys get rewarded. I want to play a little first. You need to earn your orgasm.”
My hand reaches for the vibrator, and I turn it on, running it around his balls as I sink back onto him, grinding my hips down as far as I can go, his cock filling me so completely I am in a state of utter bliss.
The burn from the stretch becomes so euphoric I have to mentally chastise myself into not getting carried away.
I need to stay in control. I can’t let go now.
The vibrator trails down his balls until I reach his perineum between his balls and his asshole. Running it across that ridged area, I feel his hips push into me. My hand moves it further down until I am circling his tight virgin asshole and press a little firmer.
“Oh fuck…” he moans. “Iz… I’m not sure…”
“Colour, James?”
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“Amber.”
My hand takes it slower, moving the vibrator back to his perineum as he moans in pleasure.
“Do you want me to go back, James?” I ask softly.
“Yeah, I’m okay… Keep going, please.”
My hand starts moving the vibrator down to his asshole again, his breathing deepening, his groans becoming longer. I love hearing him groan in pleasure, that deep rumble coming from him that expresses every part of his primal feelings in that moment. It just does something to me.
As I circle his hole, I add lube, allowing it to slip in slightly. James gasps and lets out a long, slow breath. “Keep going, Iz…” As I slip it past his ring, his hips buck. His hands grip my hips, quickly letting go like he’d been burnt. “I need to hold you.”
“You can, James, do it.” I can feel my own enjoyment building as I watch him experience this newfound pleasure.
His hands grip my hips, thrusting into me, his fingers digging in.
My head falls back, savouring the sensations.
I drop the vibrator on the bed and spread some lube on my fingers.
I need to be inside him, giving him the pleasure I am feeling.
My finger presses against him, and I feel his ring of muscle twitching against me as I push in, sinking past it
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and deep into his ass. His groans become louder as he rocks my hips back and forth, grinding me down onto his cock. I sink a little deeper in with my finger, pressing against his prostate.
His body jerks. “Holy fuck!” he grunts as his body rises up to press against mine, my finger massaging inside his tight warm channel, focused on his pleasure. Feeling him clench around my finger, I know it won’t take long until he is coming hard.
My hips quicken their pace, chasing my own pleasure as he pulses around my finger. He sits up, his chest against my back as he wraps his arms around me and grips me hard as he roars out his release.
“Oh… Iz.. That's it.” He falls back onto the bed, his body limp as I rotate my hips and come hard on his length, slipping my finger out. My whole body thrums with energy as I shake with an intensity that rocks my soul.
We stay here for a couple of minutes, just breathing and recovering, his hands roaming over my hips and back and up to my hair, his fingers playing with the strands and trailing up over my shoulders. The feeling of relaxation pours over me at his touch, and I don’t ever want it to stop.
His breathing slows as I break the peace of the moment and rise off his hips, turning to face him, his face flushed and relaxed. I crawl up to him, brushing my lips against
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