My Megan Part 2 (nc/reluc mf oral anal slow) by Foxbat Disclaimer: The characters in this story are completely fictional, and bear no intended resemblance to characters in real life. This story contains graphic sex, in some cases non-consensual, and should not be read if such stories are illegal in your state, or if you are a minor. Please feel free to distribute this, on the condition that the disclaimer and author's name remain intact and unaltered. For previous parts, or other stories of mine, please check out http://assm.asstr.org. You can search by title or author, or just browse. Happy reading. Thanks to ASSTR, I also have a website at /~foxbat/ where you can find all of my work. This is also available via ftp at ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/foxbat/ Feedback, comments, suggestions, etc are always welcomed and appreciated at foxbat00@gmail.com My thoughts and comments are at the bottom, as per usual. My Megan Part 2 (nc/reluc mf oral anal slow) by Foxbat PLOT SUMMARY FROM PART I: In Part I, we left our happy couple snuggling after William gave Megan the second and best ass-fucking of her life. She had started out as a pathetic freshman, desperate to do anything to salvage her spot at an elite boarding school after being caught by William, Senior, Prefect of the school, Editor of the Paper, etc. After a few blowjobs, William decides to escalate things, and introduces Megan to anal sex (she wishes quite earnestly to preserve her virginity), as well as mandating that her role should not be one of passive mechanical servicing of him. As last we saw, Megan was quite enjoying her first few orgasms, as well as the new things William has introduced her to. Part I can be found at /~foxbat/mymegan.txt And now, on to Part II: Chapter 9: Afterwards I felt a stirring, and awoke slowly. It took a minute for the scene which greeted my eyes to register with my brain. As if I were watching an instant replay of the last several hours, I remembered Megan coming up the newsroom, I remembered giving her the pussy eating of a life-time, I remembered forcing her up against the wall as I pounded her asshole to the accompaniment of her orgasmic noises, and now as I looked down to see Megan still leaning against me in my lap, I remembered falling asleep in the wonder glow of post orgasm, with the arms of this freshman wrapped around me. Wishing it weren't a concern, I looked at my watch. It was getting late - we'd started after dinner, and it was already 10pm. If we weren't more careful, her parents might get suspicious of what was keeping her at school after-hours. Having daddy know about my intimacy with his daughter's anal passage probably wouldn't be a good thing. I reached down and caressed Megan's face, brushing the hair away from her closed eyes, but she only stirred and attached herself more firmly to me. I had to gently shake her before she would respond. Sleepy and with some degree of soreness from our earlier activities, she stood up. We walked around the rooming picking up and sorting our clothing. Before dressing however, I pulled her to me, and kissed her deeply. She reached up around the back of my neck as I let my hands roam over the hot young body that was now essentially mine. Her cute breasts were soft, and I could feel her shiver and my hands ran down her sides, and then over her ass. This was the girl I'd just porked, I thought as I watched her putting on her bra and arranging her skirt. Damn. Chapter 10: Latency I think it must be some law of human nature, that when there is an emotional connection sex arises, and when there is sex, emotional connections arise. I suppose it makes sense - getting banged by someone you don't care about isn't nearly as good as getting banged by someone you do. But still - for what started out as an act tantamount to rape, I was pretty surprised at the way things were going. And worse, it was a two way street. I would find myself sitting in my AP physics class, staring at worksheets and problems, and the only problems I was concerned with involved the frictional coefficient between Megan's ass and my cock. I would go home at night, and sit there, staring at my calendar, counting off the days until our weekly day rolled around. And I must admit, it was for reasons other than pure horniness. Thus, I was both surprised and thrilled when I received and email from Megan two days before our usual Thursday night rendezvous explaining that if it wasn't a schedule problem for me, she'd very much like to meet on Tuesday as well. Classes that day crept by like eternity, but finally dinner arrived. I wolfed down some food, and went up to the newsroom to see my freshman fuck buddy. I needed have worried, since she was already ass-naked, and leaped up when I entered the room. Flinging her arms around me, she informed me that she had told her parents that she had starting doing work on the school newspaper, and thus would have to be spending more nights at school. "So you'll have to put me in the editorial box in the next issue," She said proudly, placing her hands on her hips at looking at me. "Fine with me. Does Layout Assistant suit your fancy?" I asked, and she nodded. Her serious composure faded and she again threw her hands around my neck. Kissing, I lifted her off the ground and twirled her around. As I put her down, I already felt her tugging at my shirt to disrobe me. I had one order of business which remained to be dealt with before funtime could proceed however. "Are you on birth-control?" I asked. Megan shook her head no. "You might want to see if you can arrange that - you can tell your parents its for your face, or in case you get raped or something." "You mean in case I get raped by some big upperclassman?" She leaned in close to me, running her hands up under my shirt and around my shoulders. I shrugged my shirt off and rejoined the kiss. She broke it however, and, putting her head against mine, grabbed my ear with her teeth and gave it a good tonguing. I found this immensely sexual and a huge turn-on, and then she whispered in her sexiest voice, "Rape my ass." There are some times in life when you just have to obey orders, and hot young girls whispering "rape my ass" into your ear happens to be one of those times. You don't ask why, you don't say no, you just have to obey. Obey I did. I grabber her by the shoulders, turned her around, bent her over, spread her ass-cheeks, and started going to town eating out her pussy. She spread her legs to give me greater access and held onto the edge of the desk for support as I let my tongue run through her lips, and tickle her clit. I could feel her breathing heavily, and I could watch her reacting to the stimulation. I slowly pushed a finger up her twat, twisting it as I withdrew it only to thrust it up and in again. She was noticeably aroused by this time, and, as I continued to stimulate her with one hand, I fished around in the desk drawer for the Vaseline which I'd left there last time. Finding it, I scooped a glob onto my finger, and began to apply it around her anus, slowly pushing my other finger up her ass. With one finger in each of her holes, I felt her reaching down to take over the clitoral stimulation, and I worked my fingers around in her warm interior until I thought she was close to cumming. With drawing both hands, I had to forcefully pry her own hand away from her crotch. She stood up again, facing me. I walked her back until her ass hit the desk, and then gave her a little boost so she was sitting on the end. Reaching down, I raised her legs up until she was lying on her back, and then I lowered them off to one side together, so that she was in sort of a twisted L shape - face up, but legs off to the side and together at a 90 degree angle to her torso. I slipped my free hand between her legs which were pressed together, seating my thumb against the front of her pubes. Using the other hand to drop trow, I freed my cock. With a few quick strokes for good luck, I slipped a condom on, and lined it up with her ass. Once I was pressed up against entrance, I could hear her sucking her breath in as I began to push. Leaning over her, I left one hand between her legs and pushed the thumb from my other hand into her mouth. I could feel her sucking on my hand and trying to relax her anus as I eased forward, penetrating her tight ass-hole. As the head of my cock passed the first sphincter, Megan moaned. I pressed my hand more tightly against her, letting her rub against it for stimulation. When I'd bottomed out in her ass, I pulled out a little and rammed myself forward back into her warm depths as hard as I could. I had to switch my grasp to her waist to prevent myself from pushing her across the surface of the desk with my thrusting. With each stroke, I'd withdraw slowly, watching her ass follow my dick out. Then I'd slam myself forward into her, hearing the slap of wet skin, a grunt from the girl impaled on my dick, and the screech noise of flesh moving across the surface of the metal desk. After a few strokes, I pulled her legs vertical again, and, placing them on either side of my neck, began a regular rhythm of thrusting. Now that she had access to her crotch again, Megan began to frig herself furiously. I marveled at the warm tight feeling as my cock slowly moved into and out of her against the resistance. I let my eyes drift downwards, from where my dick was disappearing into the dark V between her legs, up her trim stomach, over her pert little breasts, and to her face, framed so nicely by the dirty blond hair. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and she was biting her lower lip on one side. Her whole face and upper chest was flushed, and with each stroke I could hear her grunt when I hit bottom. I felt her ankles on either side of my face, her toes curled against the sensation which was totally engulfing her. Her little fingers were busily buried in her bush, and I could feel her rectum clenching against my dick as I increased the speed. As I banged her, I watched her breasts bouncing upwards with each impact and then downwards with each withdraw. I reached forward, and grabbing a handful of tit, I smacked my body against hers, relishing the crushing grip of her ass on my cock. I could feel her lifting back up against me, as she was pushed over the edge and came. Bucking down against her bucking back, I closed my eyes, and felt nothing other than the tit in my hands and the ass which was wrapped around my dick, now spasming as if it were trying to squeeze my dick off entirely. I slammed in and out of her as fast as I could, pounding her for all I was worth, until I felt the tingle in my balls followed immediately by the sensation of sperm shooting through my dick into her depths. As I slowed my thrusting, I felt her reaching back and digging her nails into my ass, indicating that I was not to stop. Despite the overwhelming sensation in my dick, I continued until I felt her lying still under me. When I opened my eyes, my head was on the desk, and all I could see was her left breast, rising and falling as she breathed. We were lying in a puddle of sweat and coital fluids, and my limp dick had slid out of her ass. Life was good. Definite continuation.... ---- I find its easier to post in small segments, rather than writing huge pieces and posting them, so this is a small part 2 compared to part one but more will be forthcoming. I'm always interested in feedback. Also, my best friend and I were discussing summer plans, when the possibility of double-teaming a mutual female acquaintance of ours came up. Neither of us are gay, and the question of the day was what the least awkward and homo- erotic way to double team a girl is - double penetration (anal/vaginal), or opposite ends (oral/vaginal). I was solidly in favor of the double penetration, on the grounds that then you have the girl between you, and you don't have to look at each other. He thought opposite ends, because he was uncomfortable with having 2 dicks so close, or having balls rub, etc. So I put it you - what is the best way to double-team? Write me at foxbat00@gmail.com with your answer. Thanks Foxbat