Six Months Later

by Sarah Marston

  We stayed that way for a good five minutes and I thought about what had just taken place. My pussy tingled and gushed again and I wanted more of his hard cock inside me, now. So, I stuck my tongue in his ear and whispered, "Fuck me some more."

  John lifted his head from my lap and grinned that sexy grin of his I loved so well. "My pleasure. But first I want another taste of this."

  With that declaration, he pushed my knees apart, dived under my dress and attached his mouth to my pussy, then in a leisurely swipe, dragged his tongue from my hole to my clit, down again, up again, once more back down. I whimpered and threw my legs over his shoulders, getting a good grip on his neck and scooting my butt forward so that my cunt pushed hard against his face. His lapping sped up as I chanted, "Eat me, eat me, oh god, put your tongue inside me, please!"

  My crotch rocked against his mouth, inspiring mind blowing sensations. But I wanted more. "Put your dick inside me, please John, I want it so bad."

  He groaned, removed his mouth from my pussy and pulled me to my feet. "Bend over the table, baby," he said.

  I compiled and wiggled my ass at him as he pulled my skirt up around my waist, then shoved his fingers so deep in my wet pussy that I moaned, pushing my ass back against his hand. His fingers slid in and out of me in perfect rhythm with my jerking ass as my juices gushed out and coated his hand. "Jesus, oh my god, John, fuck me harder!"

  His fingers fucked me faster and faster, until I was writhing and moaning against the glass. "Now your dick, please, now!" and I felt his fingers slide out and then his hard, huge cock slamming into me, harder and faster and so deep I thought I'd split in two. With his hands on my hips, John rocked us together so hard his balls smacked my ass with each thrust forward. My pussy gushed around his cock and I completely lost control. "Yes, yes, yes, fuck me!"

  I don't know how he managed it while pounding me so hard, but John reached a hand around my body and zeroed in on my clit, rubbing and squeezing my cream over the sensitive nub until I was practically sobbing with the double pleasure of his cock deep inside my cunt and his hand buried in my pussy. Hot flames of sensation exploded inside me, rocking me to my core and leaving me senseless. I was so dazed I barely noted his slippery fingers sliding down my pussy and up my ass crack. But I perked up when I felt his hands spread my cheeks and his tongue lick my asshole.

  I didn't know how much more of this sweet torture I could take before I dissolved into a useless puddle. My pussy was so sore from its multiple poundings by John's cock that I knew I'd need a rest before he fucked me there again. He was still hard as a rock, moving in and out of me with less intensity now. I was guessing his mind was now firmly on my ass, and as his warm tongue prodded and licked and sucked that never before touched entrance, I warmed to the idea.

  "Put it in my ass, John," I whispered.

  His cock halted its sweet assault on my cunt. "Are you sure?"

  "Oh, yeah, I'm sure. I want you to fuck me in the ass."

  "Jesus, Emily, do you know how much I love you for that offer?"

  His big rough hands kneaded my butt cheeks and as wiped out as I was, I felt another tingle deep in my core. No way could I survive another orgasm, but I wanted him to come in my ass so bad. Needed it.

  Slowly, he pulled out of my pussy and slid his dick along my crack. My ass was still high, and I swayed it slowly and chanted, "Fuck me here, baby, as hard as you can, until your hot seed squirts inside and fills me until it overflows. Put it in, now."

  "Finger first," he whispered. "I'm going to lube it with your hot pussy juices." Then he ran his finger from the top of my cunt to the bottom and up my ass until he reached that tight, previously forbidden, hole. Ever so slowly he wiggled his finger inside, then halted as my body stretched to accommodate him.

  I wasn't prepared for how it burned and sucked in a breath. "Hold still a minute more, baby, please."

  After a minute the as the burning subsided and I felt a tiny tingle of pleasure. "Now, slowly, in and out."

  The ecstasy from the feel of his large finger gently sliding in and out of my butt grew in intensity until I positively craved something bigger. "It's time," I said.

  His finger pulled out and I felt the thick head of his cock take its place against my anus. Additional lubrication wasn't necessary. I could feel that his shaft was coated in the cream of my previous mind blowing orgasm and the thought of it almost made me come again. But then I forgot everything as his thick dick slowly pushed its way in.

  It hurt like hell. "Stop! Give me another minute." I breathed in deeply and tried to relax my muscles. The fingers of one of John's hands were now on my tits, squeezing gently, and it felt so good I almost forgot the pain down lower. "Okay, a little more."

  Inch by inch he slid himself in, stretching and filling me to the hilt. Ever so slowly the pain lessened and it started to feel so good. I pushed my ass back against him and said, "Now, John. Fuck me in the ass really hard."

  He began moving in and out, slow at first, then picking up speed. The sensation of stretching and clenching around his dick with my butt muscles was incredible and I felt another orgasm building. This was unbelievable. "Faster," I gasped and he pounded into me, over and over, until I felt him pulsing and jerking inside me.

  "You're so fucking tight! I can't hold back anymore," he groaned, his hands now on my hips, slamming my ass over his hot dick hard, then shooting his warm liquid deep inside me.

  The feel of his hot semen in my ass and running down my legs was all it took for me to explode. I swear I saw stars and my whole body shook. "That was incredible," I gasped as he slowly slid out of me and I collapsed onto the table, sweat pouring down my body and my breathing ragged. Large gentle hands lifted me up and turned me over, then took me in his arms and held on tight. I inhaled the scent of sex and sweat and John and melted against him.

  For a long moment we were silent. I didn't know what John was thinking, but I was wondering about the wisdom of trusting him with my heart again. Should I dare? He didn't have a very good track record with me, considering the fact that he had left me without a word for six long months, and his desertion had hurt me deeply. But to be fair, he hadn't actually said he'd cared or that he wanted a future with me before. Now it seemed he did.

  John nuzzled my neck. "Can we give us another try?"

  What the hell. Time would tell how true his heart was and if he was really ready to give us a chance, and until I knew for certain, I'd be careful with my emotions. But in the meantime, the sex was great and who was I to throw all that hotness away?

  "I don't know," I answered him. "Let's go take a shower and you can try a little harder to convince me."

  With that, I clasped his hand in mine and led him inside.