Author: Virgil Black
Title: Booty Call
Part: Chapter 3 of 7
Universe: 'Home for the Summer'
Summary: A young man gets a booty call from his sister's friend
Keywords: Mf, oral, anal, rim


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BOOTY CALL

One evening, Amy called me.

It had been a few weeks since "that night," and I had hardly seen
any of the girls, including my sister. I had been working an
intern job at a law office downtown, and they had been taking
finals and were now enjoying their summer vacation.

"Hello?" I answered the phone.

"Hi." I recognized Amy Chen's voice.

"Hey Amy. You want Megan? I don't think she's here right now."

"Well," she replied, "I actually wanted to talk to you."

I was puzzled, and a little worried.

"That stuff at the slumber party? It's cool. I had fun," I
reassured her.

"No, well, yeah, I know! But, see, my folks are leaving this
weekend. They are going out to L.A. for a few days to visit a
friend of my family who's sick," she continued.

"That's too bad."

"Well, yes and no. The good part is, I'll be here all alone
week."

"Really?" I started to see where she was going with this.

"Almost alone. One of the neighbors is supposed to check in on me
now and then."

"Uh huh."

"So, I was wondering if you could come over tomorrow."

"Are you asking me on a date?!" I teased her.

"No!" she backpedaled. "I, well, I just want you to come over. We
can't go out or anything. I have a boyfriend."

"Oh, so this is a ‘booty call' then?"

She laughed. "Well, yeah. It is, I guess. Can you come?"

- - - - -

I had started the summer with a girlfriend back in New York. She
was a great girl, and things were going well between us, but we
still hadn't gotten very serious. About a week ago, she had
suggested that we should "see other people this summer" and that
the two of us could "probably start up again at school". This was
girl-code for "I met a cute guy that I want to go out with as
long as you're not around." Normally, this would have pissed me
off, but I wasn't in much of a position to complain having
already fooled around on her. I told her that it was okay with
me. Summers are long and twenty-year olds aren't patient.

So, now my prospects were looking good. Amy was looking for some
fun, and my conscience would be clear.

The only problem was that Amy and I had to be discreet. She was
cheating on her boyfriend, she was still in high school, and the
neighbor was watching her house. But Amy was smart, and she had a
plan. I was supposed to wait until after dark, and then drive
over to her house. After parking on the block behind hers, I
could jump a couple of fences and I would be at her back door.
She told me knock and she'd let me in. Also, she promised that I
wouldn't have to worry about any angry dogs.

- - - - -

The day passed quickly. I kept recalling the smell of Amy's
coconut shampoo and the feel of her tight, petite body as she
shuddered through climax.


I ate with my folks (Megan was out somewhere with Jenna, I was
told), and then pretended to make plans with Sam, a high school
friend who was back at home for the summer, just like me. I told
Sam about a girl I was trying to get with, and that I needed to
tell my folks I was with him all night when the question arose.
He readily agreed, after making me promise to help him out in the
same way if he was lucky enough.

So, I made my excuses to my parents, and left. I don't think they
really believed me, but sometimes people want to be lied to.

- - - - -

Amy's plan went flawlessly, except that it was raining. A real
downpour had started, and I was wet and muddy up to my ankles by
the time I got to her back porch. Thankfully, she answered my
knocks right away. She was dressed only in a white bath towel,
with another wrapped around her hair, turban style.

"Hi, Amy," I greeted her.

"Hi! Oh – you're soaked! Wait, don't come in! Take off your
shoes and socks so you don't track mud all over the place." She
looked me over and continued, "Better take off the pants, too."

I did as she asked. Now I was standing on her porch, wearing only
my boxers and a dressy shirt. Well, it was dressy before I got
out of the car. Finally she invited me in.

We were standing in some kind of utility room. "Throw your stuff
in that sink," she told me. "I'll take care of it later." I
tossed my pants and shoes in and made to follow her into the
house when she stopped me again.

"No, no. Take off all your stuff. It's wet anyway. We can wash
and dry it later." I was getting tired of being bossed around,
but I complied. She blushed a little when I pulled off my wet
undershorts, and I tried to maintain a little dignity as I stood
before her, naked.

"Well, I'm still a little wet. Can I borrow your towel?"

"Uh, yeah." She pulled the turban off her head and tossed it to
me. Not the towel I was hoping for.

"So, come up to my room when you're done. Make yourself
comfortable. I have to finish drying my hair."

She left and I dried off. I also salvaged some supplies I had
brought with me from the pocket of my slacks – several condoms
and a small bottle of AstroGlide. Finished, I made my way out
into her house. Standing in the kitchen, I could hear a blow
dryer running upstairs, so I followed the noise.

The towel she had given me was really too small to wrap around my
waist, so I just carried it and walked through this strange house
nude. My penis was starting to thicken.

I found her bathroom upstairs. The door was closed but the dryer
was still running. Knocking twice, I pushed the door open. Amy
stood over the counter, combing through her glossy black hair
with her fingers while drying it. She still wore the towel, which
seemed very white next to her light brown skin. She turned to
look at me.

"Thanks for the towel," I said as I dropped it on the counter.
"By the way, which room is yours?"

She kept glancing at my cock. I could feel it rising slowly as
blood pulsed into it.

"Um, it's right behind you," she finally said. "The door's open."

I nodded and turned and went to her bedroom.

- - - - -

Amy had a little girl's bedroom. There was a lot of pink and
white lace, and stuffed animals crowded her bed. A modern looking
computer desk and chair was very out of place among all the other
frilly trappings. I was surprised not to see any unicorn posters
on the walls. But, I know my sister had graduated from this
girly-stuff only a year or two ago herself, so this was no big
deal. It was kind of a turn on, actually.

I placed the tube of lubricant and the condoms on the bedside
table, obscuring them behind the lamp. I didn't want her to think
I was expecting to fuck her, even though we both knew that was
the reason I was here. I propped some pillows up against the
headboard and leaned back, stretched out naked on her bed. It was
comfortable even if dozens of beady plastic eyes were staring at
me. I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. It was easy
to relax in the dim light given off by a small reading lamp on
her desk.

The blow dryer quit, eventually, but I waited another fifteen
minutes before she finally came through the door. My dick had
softened, lying hot and heavy against my right thigh.

"Comfy?" she asked. She was still wearing her towel, but had
primped up for me. Her hair was teased out a little, and she had
on light pink lipstick and tasteful eyeshadow that accented her
brown, almond eyes, hidden a little by her eyeglasses.


"Do I look nice?" she asked, without waiting for an answer to her
previous question.

"Very."

"Mind if I change?"

"No. Should I leave?"

"You stay right there," she answered, walking around the bed to a
dresser against the far wall.

When she got there, she bent over at the waist and opened a
drawer at the bottom. The short towel she had wrapped around her
body rode up over her firm, shapely ass. Bare pussy lips peeked
at me from between her legs, and my cock started to grow harder.
She rummaged around down there for a few moments, which gave me a
good look. She eventually straightened up, holding a pair of long
pajamas.

She placed the clothes on the top of the dresser and dropped her
towel. From my position on the bed, I could only see her ass and
the side of her left breast. The brown nipple was puckered and
hard. Her tight body looked amazing. She pulled the pajama top
around her, buttoned it up, and then she stepped carefully into
the long bottoms.

"Is this okay?" she asked, modeling the outfit for me. The PJs
were blue and had lots of small cartoon cats all over them.

"Yeah. I like ‘Hello Kitty.'" I replied, wondering about her
conservative dress when she had me lying naked on her bed.

"It's kind of chilly in here," she said as an explanation to my
unasked question. "I don't like to be cold."

"Me neither. Why don't you come over here and warm me up?"

She smiled and walked around to the foot of the bed. Looking up
at me, she crawled up between my legs, and, grabbing my cock with
her right hand, took me into her mouth.

She didn't stop until she had swallowed almost all of my
semi-erect cock. I was growing harder rapidly, and she pulled
back, coating my dick with her hot saliva.

"Aren't you even going to ask me?" I asked her. She stopped with
just the glans between her pouty, soft lips, my cock glistening
wet with her spit, and cocked one eyebrow at me. I shrugged my
shoulders, and she sucked me into her mouth again.

She was very good at this. Her boyfriend was a lucky guy. She
took my cock deeply into her hot mouth, teasing my sensitive skin
expertly with her wet tongue. I watched her pretty face bob up
and down over me, my erection disappearing inside her and then
magically reappearing, like a circus sword-swallower.

She sucked me for a few minutes before stopping and extracting my
cock from her lips. A thin line of spit trailed from my cock to
her bottom lip before falling to the bedsheets.

"Are you done?" she asked.

"What?" I was confused. I'm sure she knew I wasn't even close to
coming.

"I mean, are you done growing? Does it get any bigger?" she
corrected herself, smiling up at me from between my spread legs.

"Oh. Well, yeah, it gets bigger. Just before I come, it will get
really hard and grow a little, especially the head."

"I remember that part."

"Uh huh. But, this is about as big as my cock gets without
shooting."

"Hmm," She looked thoughtful, and examined my cock clinically as
if she were a marine biologist and it was some sort of new
species of mollusk. While I waited and her saliva cooled on my
skin, she pumped me a little with her small hand, and then
wrapped her left fist tightly around the base of my cock. I
watched her, a little bemused.

"One," she said out loud. Then she wrapped her dainty right
around my dick, just above her left. "Two." She pulled he left
hand off and up, measuring to the tip of my cock with her
fingers. "And a little more than three fingers!"

She looked up at me. "That's four more than Charlie!"

"Oh. I was wondering what you were doing." I responded.

"So how long is it?"

"Well, I haven't measured…"

"Come on!" she demanded. "All guys measure their dicks. How big
is it?"

"It's seven and three quarters inches. Let's call it eight." I
replied.

"Let's call it seven and three quarters," she corrected me.
"That's the biggest. The first guy I held was smaller than
Charlie, about 5 five and a half, and Charlie is a little under
six inches. There was another guy before Charlie who was shy of
six inches, too."

"So I'm your fourth boy?" She started stroking me again.

"Yeah. You're way above average. I saw a chart on the internet.
You are about two sigma – only about 3 out of 100 guys have
penises as big as yours or bigger." I tried to remember my
statistics class, but it was difficult with such a pretty girl
playing with my cock.

"You know, length isn't the only thing that matters."

"Yeah. There's diameter, too." Amy estimated the thickest part of
my cock by eye, and wrapped her thumb and index finger around me
loosely. "My fingers don't meet by more than, say half and inch.
Also bigger than the others. And I know the head gets fatter when
you come… So how wide is it?" she asked me.

"That I really haven't measured," I answered, truthfully.

"Yeah, well, I'll figure it out later." I was leaking precome by
now, my cock as hard as rebar. She started stroking me, smearing
the viscous liquid around the glans and down the shaft of my
cock. "Will you come for me? I want to watch you come…" she
asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "But I want you to use your mouth."

"Okay. Just warn me when you think you are going to come. I want
to see it."

"Deal!" I gasped as she stuffed the wide head of my cock into her
mouth.

Amy sucked me expertly, taking as much of my dick as she could
stuff into her mouth. I felt my cock bump repeatedly into the
back of her throat, but she never gagged. Her tongue slithered
around my head and shaft. When I breathlessly complimented her
skill, she just smiled around my cock.

She stopped at one point, pulling me from her mouth, to stroke my
cock and balls with her hands. "I love your cock," she whispered.
"Will you come for me soon? I want to feel it get hard in my
hand. I want to watch you shoot."

I nodded.

"Good. My sweet cock, I want to make you come," she continued
whispering against the shaft of my erection. "I'm gonna suck you
again, but tell me before you shoot, okay."

With that, she took me back inside her hot mouth. I'm sure it
didn't take more than a few more minutes of her expert attention
before I was ready to blow.

"I'm gonna come soon, baby," I warned her.

She pulled me slowly from her mouth, sucking all the way, until
the glans exited her lips with a pop. She commenced stroking me
with her hand, her fist exerting just the right pressure on my
slippery cock. Her thumb teased the loose skin just below the
head.

I could feel the orgasm build in my groin. Muscles tightened,
forcing additional blood into my cock, stretching the already
taught skin and causing my cockhead to mushroom out and up.

"Oh yeah!" she exclaimed, as I grew in her hand. "Here it comes!"

I felt a pulse of fluid travel up my shaft, and we both watched
it erupt from my pisshole, arcing up into the air. She was
holding my cock nearly vertically, and the first volley splashed
against my lower stomach as the second erupted from my cock. I
didn't count how many times a load blasted from my dick, but she
did. When the last of my jism was seeping from the bloated head
of my cock, down the shaft and onto her slowly pumping fist, she
said "Seven," and then sucked the sensitive tip into her mouth.

She gave me a tender tongue job, licking the ejaculate off my
tool and stomach. I melted into the bed, relaxing after the
terrific blowjob. When she was satisfied, she rolled off to her
side and then crawled up the bed to face me. She planted her jizz
covered lips on mine, and snowballed me, forcing come into my
mouth with her tongue.

Amy was all games. But I wasn't some silly teenage boy who'd be
easily grossed out, as I think she expected. Instead, I wrapped
my arms around her back and pulled her tightly against my body,
continuing our tongue duel, as we both swallowed the come that
she had brought to me. Her firm body pressed against mine as we
kissed. I could feel her nipples stiffen through the cotton of
her pajama top.

Too soon, she pulled away from me and fell to the bed, resting
against my side. She sighed dreamily. "I love your cock!" she
exclaimed. I smiled down at her.

- - - - -

We rested like that for a while. Her hands trailed lazily up and
down my chest, and I stroked the small of her back and ass.

"So, my turn now, right?" I suggested, after I felt my strength
return.

"Okay," she answered, acting a little coy.

I crawled down toward the foot of the bed and, grabbing her
ankles, flipped her over onto her stomach.

"Hey!" she protested.

"My turn," I replied. "You said so."

I crawled up the bed again, and lay down on my side next to her.

"Put your arms up over your head," I said. "Get comfortable."

She removed her glasses, placed them on the nightstand and then
complied. I started off by rubbing her shoulders and neck. I
think she expected me to get right into her pants, and with the
gentle massage quickly relaxed. I slowly worked my way down her
body, always over her pajama top. She was a little ticklish when
I touched her sides. Finally, my right hand was resting on the
small of her thin back, just above the waistband of her pajama
pants. I teased her a little, slipping my fingers just under the
elastic and then pulling them out.

She moaned softly. "You can go under, if you want," she
suggested.

I followed her instructions, slowly sliding my fingers under the
waistband, first one knuckle, then two, then my whole hand. I
caressed the smooth skin of her cheeks. Her ass was toned and
firm, but the skin was as soft as a baby's. My fingers slipped
between the globes of her ass, never lingering in that private
spot but alerting her of my intentions. I worked my hand lower,
tracing the junction of thigh and buttock on each leg and almost,
almost touching her precious pussy. She spread her legs for me.
To go any further, I'd have to make some changes.

"Can I take these off?" I whispered in her ear, patting her
bottom with my extricated hand.

"Yes."

Sitting up, I hooked my fingers under the waist of her pants and
pulled them slowly down, exposing the twin tan globes of her ass,
and then lower still until the elastic rested about one third the
way down her slim thighs. Her ass was raised in an effort to help
me remove her clothes, and her bare labia peeked out from between
her legs, glistening wet with her juices.

"Spread your legs, " I instructed her.

Amy did as I asked, stretching her thighs as far apart as the
waist of her pajamas allowed.

"That's beautiful, honey. Keep your bottom up like that!" I
commented. The lips of her pussy were slightly spread apart,
showing a thin band of her wet, pink insides. It was almost too
luscious, staring at her tight bottom surrounded by dozens of
"Hello Kitties" wearing red bows in their hair.

"Can I touch you?" I asked.

"Yes."

Starting on her left ass check, I slowly dipped my hand between
her legs, brushing her swollen, hot labia with the tips of my
fingers. She was slick with juice already.

"What a slippery little girl you are. Do you like when boys play
with your pussy?"

She giggled and nodded, looking back down the bed at me.

I teased her lips for a moment, then slipped my wet finger into
the folds of her pussy. She gasped.

"I'll be nice to you," I promised.

Her upturned ass gave me easy access to her treasure, so I
continued to stroke her pussy, dipping closer and closer to her
clit. When I hit it, I tapped it gently.

"Is this the spot you like?" I teased her. She didn't answer.
"Well, is it?" I asked again, tapping her hard little clit.

"Oh, yes."

"Will you come for me, baby? I want to watch you come."

"Oh God. Yeah, I'll come. Just keep your finger there."

"Poor baby. So close already."

I continued playing with her clit, gently circling the nub with
my fingertip, then retreating to gather the juice which was
steadily leaking from her wet pussy. When she started to moan and
hump her hips against the air, I knew she was close. I pinched
her clit between two fingers, exerting just a little too much
pressure, and rolled her clit back and forth.

"Oh God! Oh God! I… I… coming…" Her words turned into a
long, drawn out growl and then a cry as she exaggeratedly humped
my hand, her hips rolling forward in the air and back, exposing
her pussy and asshole to my eyes. "Uhh… Uhhh... Uhh…" she
grunted in time with her thrusts. As she slowed, I let go of her
clit, and sank my index finger as far as it reached into her
slick pussy hole. I felt her pussy clamping around my digit as
she came down from her climax. Her pussy was dripping with honey.

I slipped my finger slowly in and out of her sensitive pussy as
she relaxed. She was looking back at me with glazed expression. I
drew my finger out of her slick pussy and stuck it in my mouth.
She tasted sweet, like corn syrup, with a hint of bitterness. I
slid my finger back inside her. I think she knew what was up.

When I held my wet finger to her lips, she sucked it into her
mouth, her tongue twirling around my digit, cleaning off her own
wetness. I removed it with a pop.

"Fair play, I guess," she smiled.

- - - - -

We didn't rest long. Amy was a hot little fox, and I soon had her
pants all the way off. I was nestled between her spread thighs,
with my tongue wiggling inside her pussy. She was still on her
stomach, and I had hooked my arms under her and around her hips,
tilting her ass toward the ceiling so I could reach her clit. In
no time at all, she came for me as I flicked her tingly clit with
the tip of my tongue. I was in heaven. My hands squeezed her
tight ass cheeks and her slender thighs flexed as she rode my
tongue through the waves of her orgasm. Her sweet pussy dripped
nectar onto my face and mouth, and I drank fast to keep up with
her. I let her rest long enough for me to eat the sweet honey
from her pussy before I started to drive her to another orgasm.

"Please stop, babe. I need a break!"

"Okay, but my turn isn't over yet."

"When is it my turn again?" she asked, out of breath.

"I'll give your hot little pussy a break," I promised her, "if
you are ready to try something new."

"What?" she sounded suspicious, although I couldn't see her face.

"If you don't like it, I'll stop. Then it'll be your turn again."

"Are you gonna fuck me?"

"Maybe, but not yet," I answered.

"Oh, man. Okay."

With her ass still pointing up, I pulled myself forward. I spread
her ass cheeks, exposing her little asshole. Without ado, I
flattened my tongue and wetly licked the crack of her ass.

"Oh, that tickles!" she giggled.

I didn't stop because she hadn't asked. Soon, I was concentrating
on the bud of her anus, pressing gently against the sensitive
flesh with my tongue.

"That's kind of nice," she commented.

"Oh yeah? Relax, push out a little," I suggested.

She did, and my tongue slipped inside her butthole.

"Ooo… that feels funny."

I kept tonguing her asshole, slowly dipping deeper and deeper
into her rectum as her sphincter loosened. Soon, I was rimming
her pretty little ass, and she was squirming underneath me,
trying to force my tongue further inside her.

"Oh, you like my little butt, huh? You are a dirty, dirty man!"
she teased me.

I stopped. "You don't like it?"

"No, don't stop. I like it. I guess I'm a dirty girl, too."

With that, I continued tongue fucking her hot little butt. She
was cooing like a dove and humping up against my face when she
dropped her right hand from above her head, sliding it between
her legs.

"I'm gonna come," she warned me. "Try to keep your tongue in me."

I felt her begin to frig her hard clit, and moments later I felt
her tense up, shuddering as her muscles contracted. When the
first front passed, she starting bucking up and down, sobbing as
she came. Her rosebud clenched my tongue repeatedly, grabbing it
as each wave of the climax rippled up her lithe body.

Exhausted, she fell forward onto the bed, trapping my arms
beneath her. I nibbled her asscheeks until she had the strength
to wiggle, allowing me to pull free.

- - - - -

"That was different," she commented.

"Fun, huh?"

"Yeah," she paused. "Is it my turn yet? I think I'm too tired."

"No, it's still my turn."

"Oh," she looked away. I stroked her bare skin. She was sweaty
and getting clammy in the cool air.

I pulled her up against me, spooning her small body against mine.
My erection pressed into the crack of her ass.

"Are you going to fuck me now?" she asked.


"I want to. But I can't decide."

"Why?"

"Well, I can't decide whether I should do your pussy or your
ass." I was trying to shock her.

"You wanna fuck my ass?! No way!" she reprimanded me. Still, she
didn't pull away. In fact, she was wiggling her hips slowly,
teasing my hard prick with the baby-smooth skin of her ass.

"I've never done that! And besides, it wouldn't fit," she
continued.

"You've never let anyone fuck you in the ass?" I teased her.
"What a waste! You have the sweetest ass I've ever seen."

"I am only sixteen, you know."

"Yeah. But I'd sure like to teach you."

"I don't think so." She sounded unhappy.

I held her for a few minutes. She moved slowly against me,
enjoying the feel of my hot, heavy cock against her skin. "Have
you done it?" she asked.


"Yes," I answered her.

"Did it hurt?"

"I think it did, a little bit. But, we went slow, and she said it
wasn't too bad." I let that sink in. "A week later, she wanted to
do it again. We did it lots of times."

"Was that your girlfriend at college?"

"Yeah. Ex-girlfriend, I guess."

"Oh?" She seemed interested in that.

"Were taking a break this summer. I guess we'll see what happens
in the fall."

"Oh."

She snuggled more tightly against me. My cock throbbed, gently
trapped between the cheeks of her ass. I just held her, counting
each breath. When I thought she had gone to sleep, she surprised
me.

"I guess we can try it," she whispered.

- - - - -

It wasn't late, and she needed lots of time to get ready for
this, so we started slow. I stripped off her shirt, and had her
lay face down on the bed, surrounded by stuffed toys. I started
with a massage to relax her. I knelt over her body. Working down
from her neck, I ended up kneading the flesh of her ass and upper
thighs as she moaned into the pillows.

"Just a sec," I cautioned her, as I grabbed the lube and a condom
from the nightstand. I dripped some lube into my left palm, and
spreading her thighs, knelt between them. Then I cupped her hot
pussy. She was getting wet again, but just a little, and the
AstroGlide made her nice and slippery.

"How's that feel?"

"Mmm. Good."

Soon, she was slowly grinding her clit against my palm, as my
thumb rested snugly in her vagina.

"Okay, this next part won't hurt at all. Just relax, like you did
with my tongue."

She nodded and kept humping my hand.

I drizzled some lube into the crack of her ass, hitting her
sphincter dead on.

"Ohh! That's cold!" She complained.

"Hush."

Gently, I spread the lube around her asshole, teasing her with
the tip of my finger. She did as I asked, and when I pressed
against her rosebud, my finger slid right inside her up to the
second knuckle.

"Oh! That's different…"

I started wiggling my finger around in small circles to loosen
her up. She responded readily, perhaps encouraged by the memory
of the tongue fucking she had earlier. Noticing that the friction
was increasing, I pulled my finger out and I drizzled a little
more AstroGlide onto her butthole, quickly pushing it in. Her ass
was getting nice and slippery. So was her pussy, as she ground
against me, fucking herself on my hand.

I worked at her ass a few minutes, stopping once in a while to
pour more and more drops of lube into her. Soon, she was fucking
back against me, my finger as deep in her ass as it could reach.

"Oh, that's so weird!" She exclaimed. "I can feel it wiggling
around in me!"

I could feel it too, as my thumb and finger met on opposite sides
of the thin membrane separating her ass from her pussy.

"Oh. Just a little bit. Oh God, I'm going to come again. I'm
coming… coming…." She worked her hips frantically up and down
as she suffered through a small climax.

"Oh, wow. That was neat."

"You like that?"

"Yeah," she answered, slowly humping against my hands. "One in
each hole."

"How about two?"

She was quiet as she gently fucked herself on my fingers.

"Okay."

- - - - -

I pulled my finger out of her butthole, and dripped more lube
into her slightly dilated sphincter. The viscous fluid seeped
down inside her rectum. I didn't warn her again, because she
already knew what was coming. Pressing my index and middle
fingers tightly together, I pushed against her sphincter. They
slid slowly inside.

"Oooo… Ow! Ow!"

I stopped immediately.

"Relax. Just open up."

"It hurts," she said piteously.

"It'll stop. See, I bet it's going away already."

"Uh, uh, yeah. It's okay, I guess. It just hurt for a second."

"Let me know when you are ready for more," I asked her. What she
didn't know was that both fingers were already well inside her
tight little ass. Her sphincter squeezed my fingers together.

We rested like that for a moment or two, and then she started
humping back against my hand again. My fingers slid a fraction of
an inch deeper into her. I let her do the work as she pushed
against my hand, her asshole stretching to accommodate more and
more of my two fingers.

She was grunting quietly with each thrust. "Okay?" I asked.

"Uh huh. It just feels big. How much more?"

"Feel that?" I pushed into the last quarter inch. My index and
middle finger were in her up to the knuckles and the others were
folded under, pressed up against her pussy. "That's all the way!"

"Oof. Just let me do it for a while," she replied.

Amy humped slowly against my hand, her hips undulating up and
down, drawing my fingers in and out of her slippery asshole only
a small fraction of an inch. I pulled my left hand from between
her legs and started stroking her left flank, stopping at the
upward curve of her buttock.

With my right hand still rotating against her butthole, I grabbed
the condom package and ripped it open with my teeth. I rolled the
condom down my dick, dripped some of the lube over my latex
covered cock and fisted it in my left hand, smearing the slippery
liquid around. Amy seemed lost in her own world, concentrating on
the feeling of my fingers in her rectum, stretching her elastic
asshole in both directions. She was moaning softly, and my hand
would sometimes brush against her fingers while they worried her
sensitive clit. I pressed forward between her spread legs and got
in position.

As smoothly as I could, I withdrew my fingers from her bottom,
steadied myself with my right hand on the bed, and guided my
slippery cock head into her still-dilated sphincter. As I pressed
forward steadily and slowly, Amy exhaled loudly. "Ohhhhh, fuck,"
she breathed.

I stopped. "Just relax, it'll be okay," I reassured her.

"I'll try."

Not wanting to slow things down, I pressed against her again,
sliding my slick cock deeper inside her. Amy's insides were a
warm, tight sheath against my rod, enveloping my member.

"Relax as I push in," I told her. She nodded, and I forced my way
further in, reaming her tight tunnel.

Then, with about four inches of cock inside her, I relented. "Oh,
God!" she cried as I started pulling out. She was so tight it
felt like a vacuum formed inside her, trying to suck me in. But,
I had poured so much lube into her that the slick walls of her
rectum could get no purchase on my steely cock.

I started fucking slowly into her, pressing a little deeper into
her body with each long, slow stroke. She groaned softly on each
down stroke, and whined as I pulled back. Her sphincter made a
tight ring around my cock that traveled up and down my shaft as I
stroked in and out of her ass, pumping more and more blood into
my pole. It wasn't long before my cock was buried almost all the
way inside. She was coated in a sheen of perspiration, and I was
dripping sweat, too, from the exertion of making such slow,
concentrated movements.

When my pubic hair brushed against her skin, I pressed forward,
hard, and sank the last half-inch of my rod into her squishy,
slippery butthole. Her whole body tensed and seconds later, with
my slick piston deep inside her ass, she came explosively, crying
out and bucking against my heavy body. I rode her like cowboy on
a bronco, trying to keep my place on top of her sweaty, smooth
form.

I kept my prick at depth inside her. Her muscles contracted
repeatedly, squeezing my cock and forcing even more blood to the
ever-thickening head. "That's it baby," I coached, "Come around
my cock. Come for me!" She kept humping back against me, her
fingers busy at her clit. Slowly, her orgasm faded, and she
panted heavily as her slim hips rolled slowly under me.

I leaned my body over hers, supporting my weight on my elbows.
"How you doing?" I whispered into her ear.

"God, it feels so big," she groaned. "I'm okay, I think."

"You want to stop now?"

"No, I want you to come," she said. "I think I want you to fuck
me in my ass and come."

"Nice," I whispered, kissing her neck.

I started rolling my hips back and forth. "Oh! I can feel it
moving around! It's so deep," she cried. I kept rocking, slowly
building up the amplitude of my thrusts. I was going faster than
before. She started grunting each time I pressed into her. I
pushed myself up off her back and, locking my elbows, rested on
my hands.

Pretty soon, I was going at her pretty hard, but my strokes were
shallower than before. With my weight on my left hand, I grabbed
her right arm and pulled her hand from her pussy. Then I grabbed
her wrist and held her right hand at her side, near her shoulder.
I mirrored that with her left hand, and she was pinned under me.
She was still grunting as I fucked into her, her body bouncing up
off the bed a little after each thrust.

I kept going steadily as I got nearer to coming, and I started
grunting myself. I was dripping sweat into my eyes, but I
couldn't stop to wipe it off. I could feel myself tipping over
the edge. With a groan, I shot my load inside her ass, my cock
pulsing with blast after blast of semen. I froze dead still as my
balls drained, buried up to my pubic hair inside her sweet little
bottom, but my arms were shaking from the effort. When my orgasm
had passed, I fell atop her, our sweat mixing together. I
couldn't hold myself up anymore.

A moment later I rolled us to the side, my cock still sunk inside
her. She was breathing heavily, too, and neither of us spoke for
a few minutes as we recovered. Eventually, I grabbed her around
the chest and pulled her tight against me, stroking her belly and
thighs with my free hand. My dick was shrinking, slowly
withdrawing from her slippery ass.

"You okay?" I whispered.

"Uh." She pulled away. Amy reached back and touched her bottom,
running her finger around her butthole gingerly. "Ow. It stings a
little."

"You want me to look at it?"

"No! I can do it myself. I better go check it out."

She jumped up and trotted out of the room, one hand on her
bottom. I saw the light go on in the hall bathroom. I sat up and
pulled the rubber off my cock, looking for a trashcan. I saw it
by her desk, and got out of bed to drop the condom in. Then I sat
back down in her bed, resting against the headboard, my penis
wilted against my thigh and drooling a small puddle of watery
jizz. A minute or two later the toilet flushed. I heard water
running, and in not very long, she came back in.

She had washed up. Her hair was brushed smooth again. "Well, I
guess I'm okay. My butt's kind of sore, but nothing seems
broken." She was still acting mad.

"Good," I replied.

She climbed in back in bed and cuddled up to my side.

"That was interesting, anyway."

"That was awesome!" I corrected her.

She punched me on the arm. "You aren't the one with a sore butt!"

"You came, right? At the start? How bad could it have been?" I
asked her. Now I felt bad.

"Yeah, I came. I came again when you pinned me down. But it
starting hurting after you were done."

"You came again? I didn't notice!"

"That's because you were too busy pounding the shit out of me.
Brute!" She smiled and hit me on the arm again.

"Sorry." We sat there silently for a moment.

"It was pretty intense, that's all," she admitted.

"Maybe I got a little carried away."

"Hmmm. My butt's feeling a little better already. I put some
stuff on it," she told me. I nodded.

"Cool." I answered, and I put my arm around her, bringing her to
my side. I slid down into the bed and pulled her down with me. We
were facing each other. "I could fall asleep right now," I said.

"Me too."

We started kissing. Just light kisses, and a little bit of
tongue. Her breath was sweet. I stroked her side softly, and
soon, she stopped kissing back. She was asleep.

- - - - -

I woke up a couple times that night. It is always weird to sleep
in a new bed, with a new person. I got up, finally, to use the
bathroom while Amy still slept, but I left the door open so she
could hear me if she woke up. I didn't want her to think I'd
gone.

- - - - -

I woke up again with light coming in the bedroom windows. The
drapes were open, and had been the whole night. But that light
wasn't all that woke me up. Amy was spooned against my back, and
had my stiff cock in her little hand. She was stroking me, her
fingertips pulling the skin up and down the hardening shaft.

"Good morning," I said.

"Hi," she replied, still playing with my erection. "Will this
thing work again?" she asked.

"Yeah, it should."

"Cool." She grabbed my penis and pulled me over on my back. "Sit
up, I want to fuck you," she said. I pushed myself up against the
headboard.

"This is a good way to start the day!"

"I was dreaming about this last night," she told me as she
straddled my legs. She held my cock upright, and rubbed the head
in her wet slit, teasing her clit. "Ooooh," she cooed.

"Better use a condom," I reminded her.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot." I reached over the night table and handed
her one. She sat down on me, trapping my cock between my body and
her warm, puffy labia, and tore open the package. She scooted
down my thighs and rolled the rubber down my slippery cock. She
made sure it was secure and then brought her pussy back above the
head. Amy lowered herself on to me, hissing as the wide head of
my cock stretched the tight opening of her vagina. She was
dripping wet. The only friction was due to the tightness of her
sweet young body. I split her open a bit at a time as she rose up
and down, impaling herself on my lance and working it deeper and
deeper into her canal. Her pussy was fantastically tight, and it
squeezed my cock with a constant pressure as she rode up and down
on me.

Soon she had me all the way inside. Her smooth labia were pressed
against my pubic hair. "Damn, you've got a big dick!" she told
me. I laughed. She started rocking back and forth, and I slid my
hands up her legs to her hips. She grabbed them and pushed them
away. "Keep your hands to yourself," she said, "This time, I'm
fucking you!" Then she bit her lip and started grinding against
me, my cock stirring inside her body, her clit mashed against my
pubic bone.

"Oh, damn it!" She moaned, tilting her head down, her hands on my
chest. Her hair fell in front of her face. I rested my head back
on my hands, and watched her small body rise and fall, her firm
tits swaying slightly as she rolled her hips back and forth.

"Oh, oh, oh!" she cried, as her body tensed up. I felt muscles
spasm inside her as she started coming. She ground her pussy
against me hard, drawing out her orgasm for several extra
seconds. Then she started to relax.

"That was fast!" I laughed.

"Oops. Yeah, I didn't mean to come that quick. Luckily, I can
keep going," she replied, and began rising up my still hard
prick. "This time I want to make you come, okay?"

"Yeah."

She rose up slowly until only a couple of inches of my prick were
still inside her, and then slid back down, her slippery, tight
canal enveloping my hard shaft. I could feel the head of my cock
press against her cervix when she reached bottom. "Oooo, you're
big!"

She rose back up, and then settled back again. She was slowly
fucking me, her tight pussy squeezing my cock over and over. I
watched her body as she rode up and down. She had her eyes gently
closed and her mouth formed a relaxed O.


"Go a little faster, baby, and I'll come inside you," I offered.

She nodded and started riding me a faster, with shorter strokes.
I let her do almost all the work, only pushing my cock up to meet
her body on the downward stroke. My penis glistened with her
juice. Her tits jiggled as she slammed into me over and over, her
nipples tracing chaotic, invisible paths in the air. Perspiration
broke out on her legs, arms, and chest.

"Almost there!" I told her. I felt my cock tingling and the
muscles in my loins tightened. I took a few heavy breaths and
come shot from my dick as I growled. I felt the ejaculate pulsing
up the shaft and out. Even after last night's workout, it was a
nice orgasm.

She fell forward against me and I pulled her tight, my cock still
throbbing inside her hot pussy.

- - - - -

We stayed that way for a little while. Then she rolled off me and
spread out on the sheets next to me, staring at ceiling.

"What are you thinking?" I asked her.

"Two things," she answered. "First, you wanna do this again
sometime?"

"Hell yes!"

"Cool. I'll call you," she told me. "Second is, what's for
breakfast?"