“Which do you like better?” she murmured. “My mouth or my pussy?”
He groaned, hands on her rolling hips. “How can I answer that?”
She reached between them to grasp his cock, leaning forward and pressing her mouth to his ear. “Have you ever been in a woman’s ass?”
“No,” he confessed, gulping. But the idea of it was blackly exciting.
“Want me to get the butter?” She chuckled as his cock jerked in her hand in response. His dick was answering for him.
“You’ve done that before?” he asked, gazing up at her.
“Yes.” She sounded excited. “It takes a lot of trust, but if you do it right-it’s incredible.”
He kept seeing it in his head, the puckered wink of her asshole when he was fucking her from behind. She’d asked him to put a finger there once, and he had, and she’d really seemed to like it.
“Come on.” She led him upstairs, which was even more sparsely furnished than the downstairs. There was just a twin mattress on the floor with a sheet and covers, unmade, and a small night table in the bedroom she obviously slept in when she was here. The room was dark, the only light from the full moon shining through the window. There were no blinds. Those were gone, too.
“I want to give this to you,” Toni whispered as they rolled together on the mattress. “I want to be your first.”
He wasn’t about to refuse her.
She opened the little night table and pulled out a bottle of KY, joking, “I think it’s been in there since my honeymoon. Bill and I never used it.”
He didn’t like thinking about her husband. He didn’t like thinking about her with anyone else but him.
In the dark, she rubbed his cock down with KY, making him slick and even harder in her hand. Then she was on her knees, her bottom in the air, her panties finally gone. His fingers probed-he couldn’t help it-dipping into the hot flesh of her cunt, her juices copious. He wanted to plunge into her right then, feel the hot hug of her pussy, but the thought of her asshole was too intriguing to pass up. And she was giving it to him willingly. As a gift. It made him feel kind of proud.
“Put your finger there,” she urged, and he did as he was told, feeling the muscles tighten involuntarily around the tip of his finger. Would it do that around his cock, too? He shivered.
“Fuck my ass with your finger.” Her words were whispered, a secret in the moonlight, and he began slowly moving in, up to his first knuckle, then his next, until his finger was all the way in. Then he began to pull it out. She moaned, rocking back, pressing it in again. She really seemed to like it.
“Now two,” she urged. “Use the KY.”
He found it on the mattress, squeezing some onto his fingers and rubbing them together. She gasped when he began to work the tips of two fingers into the tight clench of her ass. Toni took a deep breath and he felt her muscles relax, allowing his fingers to slip inside of her. His cock made an immediate association, throbbing in response.
“Yessss,” she moaned, rocking against his hand, taking his fingers all the way in, again and again. “That’s good. Oh god that’s good!”
He knelt up behind her, between her thighs, his fingers moving in deeper, at a different angle, making Toni buck. His cock, still slick with KY, was so hard he was leaking precum against her leg. He couldn’t believe how much he wanted this now.
“Now your cock,” she insisted, slowing her motions, letting him withdraw his fingers. “Put it in…easy.”
Henry felt his way in the dark, moving his cock up and down her crack, finding the familiar give of her pussy without a problem and then moving further up, over the tight skin between, until he found the pucker of her ass. He felt her brace herself, her breathing ragged, and he used his thumb to press the head of his dick slowly against her.
“Ohhhhh!” she cried out as just the tip slipped past the tight ring of muscle. “God, you’re so fucking big!”
He flushed, his cock snugged nicely into her sphincter, holding her hips to steady them both. He waited, holding his breath.
“Okay,” she urged, starting to press back against him, pushing his cock deeper. “Okay, okay, yes. Do it.”
He groaned as he shifted his hips forward, feeling her flesh give. It was the most incredible thing he’d ever felt and he had to tighten every muscle in his body not to shoot his cum right then.
“Tight, huh?” Toni laughed and it made his eyes widen when she squeezed her muscles. “It can get even tighter.”
“It’s so hot,” he murmured, running both hands over her in the dark. He could see the white globes of her ass, lit up by the moonlight like rolling hills, and he was plunging into the valley between. Except it was more like a hot, humid cave. A very, very narrow one.
“Okay.” Toni wiggled her bottom into the saddle of his hips. He was all the way in her now, had plumbed her depths completely. Toni began, and his cock slicked slowly back out of her, wet with KY, the head rubbing deliciously under that hot circle of muscle and then sliding back in. “Now you can fuck me.”
He groaned, digging his fingers into her hips, giving himself some leverage. He wasn’t going to last long. There was no way. But he was going to enjoy the hell out of it until it was over.
“Come on, Henry,” she urged, and he felt her fingers against his balls, nudging them aside so she could play with her pussy. “Fuck my ass. Give me that hard cock.”
His hips began to move on their own and Toni moved with him, her soft cries of pleasure going directly to his swollen cock. Her breath came faster, faster, her fingers rubbing, her asshole so tight she squeezed him with every pass like he was a toothpaste tube she was determined to get every last bit of stuff from.
And it was working, the muscles of her pussy beginning to contract with her orgasm.
“Fuck me hard!” she begged. “Oh I’m gonna come! I’m gonna-”
Henry shuddered as her ass contracted, too, milking his cock with every spasm. He grunted and spilled his cum into the hot clench of her asshole. Beneath him, Toni quivered, whimpering, and collapsed onto the mattress.
When Henry curled himself around her, still panting, she pulled the sheet up. They were both sweaty, their bodies slick.
“Thank you,” he whispered, kissing her temple.
She chuckled. “You’re welcome.”
He didn’t want her to misunderstand. “For that, but…for…everything.”
She reached back and stroked his cheek. “You’re welcome.”
There wasn’t anything else left to say. They slept as the snow fell outside and blanketed everything in white silence.
“I just gotta make it to this weekend’s game.” Dean kept his voice low, reaching over and taking one of Henry’s fries. “Then I can pay you back. With frickin’ interest if you want.”
“Come on, man.” Henry snatched his fries off his tray before Dean could sneak another one. “You’re into me for five hundred already. How much more do you want?”
“I just need another five to hold them off. In cash. Nothing I have is liquid. It’s all been…committed elsewhere.”
Henry sat back, chewing thoughtfully. He just didn’t have it. His parents were already angry about his disappearing savings account and they’d told him they weren’t putting any more money into it until he paid them back. He had no idea how he was going to do that-unless Dean managed to actually win big. So far, that hadn’t happened.
“I don’t have it.” Henry gulped. “I’m sorry.”
Dean closed his eyes, gritting his teeth. When he opened them, they burned into Henry’s. “It’s a sure thing. I’m telling you. I promise you will get your money back.”
“How can you be so sure?”
Dean glanced around. They were alone at the table, but there were people all around them. He dropped his voice, leaning in. “Because we’re going to lose the game.”
“We?” Henry munched another fry.
“Shh!” Dean grimaced. “Saturday’s game.”
Henry contemplated it. Dean had a football game on Saturday-U of M against EMU. Then it dawned on him.