The heat of her blood was intensifying and her pulse pounded in her ears. Waves of undulating heat passed over her entire body from her toes to the top of her head. She was coming and she rushed along toward it. A muted cry broke from the lips she had buried against Jim's muscular shoulder. Her hands gripped his arms, her nails digging into the flesh and leaving small blue-red crescents in their wake. Her heels pounded at his back and she continued to push her hips at his.
With his hip muscles straining to maintain the rapid pace of his thrustings, Jim pumped his cock into her body. He felt the undulating waves of contracting muscles along her cunt start gripping him rhythmically as he plunged and thrust at her. He knew that she must be having an orgasm and took pride in the fact. He wasn't ready himself, but it didn't matter; he enjoyed her pleasure. His head was buried in the seat next to her neck, his lips were fastened tightly to an earlobe which he chewed and licked with his teeth and tongue. From time to time, he would let his tongue dart into the delicate shell of her ear where he would swirl it around wetly. She was the best woman he had ever had, and he was proud of the fact that he had just made her come. He worked his hips harder.
"Oh fuck me; fuck me hard," she gasped after finally releasing the grip she had maintained so strongly on his shoulder.
Suzanne was hardly aware that she had spoken. Her body was on fire, her muscles were contorting with the pleasure of her orgasm. Higher and higher she rose, her body ebbing and flowing with tingling waves of sensuousness. Small trickles of sweat rolled in glistening trails down her forehead and over her face. Wet pools settled in the hollow of her thrusting breasts and her belly was a sopping mass which splatted and slurped against Jim's as he rammed his meat into her cunt.
Her loins were a single ball of white fire, sending flames racing and raging through the rest of her body. Bright spots of color broke before her tightly shut eyelids. They rolled toward her, broke, and splashed into tiny dots that raced around her head. Greens shone like waving grass in a wide field. Reds turned orange and wavered before solidifying into a single mass and spiraling into her brain.
She knew that she was riding the crest of her orgasm and she let her body flow with it, her mind open to the flooding sensations that rushed into it. Slowly, ever so slowly, she started to come down, and she let her entire body relax to enjoy the afterglow of her coming. Her legs unbent, her head dropped back to the seat, and she finally became aware of the sweat on her face.
Suzanne looked at Jim, who was still ripping his cock in and out of her pussy. His strokes were fast, but regular and even. He wasn't about to come, she thought.
"Can't you come?" she asked in a whisper. "Yeah, but not right now; I want to fuck you some more."
"I'm getting a little sore. Would you like me to suck you until you come, or would you like something else?" she asked, her lips pressing themselves against his ear.
Troubled thoughts clouded Jim's happy mind. How do you ask a girl to let you fuck her in the ass? he wondered. He determined that honesty was the best policy with this strange girl.
"I'd like to fuck you in the ass. Have you ever done that before?" he asked simply.
"If you want it, I'll do it, but you'll have to go slowly."
He was lying quietly on top of her body, his prick still buried in her depths. She had said yes and now he was committed. He had never done it before, but he wasn't sure whether she had, since she really hadn't answered his question.
"Would some lubricant help?" he questioned. Rising to his elbows, Jim started to pull his stiff prick from her dripping pussy, but she restrained him.
"Take it out slow. I want to feel you."
Pulling back his hips very slowly, Jim rose until the bloated head of his cock finally fell free of the tightness of her pussy. Swinging himself off the seat, he hurried to the small bathroom and fumbled in his shaving kit until his fingers found the small jar of Vaseline he carried for cuts and burns. He walked back to her, unscrewing the top.
"Let me do you," she said.
Handing her the jar, Jim stood in front of her, his cock jutting proudly away from his body. He was confident now, and proud of his accomplishment.
Dipping her fingers into the slick mass in the jar, Suzanne brought out a glob and then put the jar on the floor next to where Jim was standing. Holding his prick with one hand, she smoothed on the gooey mess with the other, watching as the heat of his cock melted it and it glistened with a slick sheen. She rubbed the jelly along the entire length of his prick and then wiped her hand on his leg with a little giggle.
"How about you?" he asked.
"Okay, if you want. How do you want me?" This was a perplexing question since Jim had never taken a woman this way before. He quickly thought about all the dirty pictures he had ever seen and then said with conviction, "On your hands and knees."
Obediently, Suzanne rolled over and got on all fours, with her buttocks facing him, and her head against the backrest of the seat. She spread her legs wide, and then almost as an afterthought, she reached behind with her hands and pulled apart the cheeks of her ass.
As her perfectly matched twin globes split under the pressure of her prying fingers, Jim looked down and saw the tightly clenched ring of her anus. Reaching down, he picked up the jar and dug out a dollop on his middle finger. Bending forward, Jim spread the jelly over the puckered ring of her asshole.
"It's cold," she said squirming.
Pushing the ball of his finger against the ring of her anus, he forced the tip into the cavity of her rectum up to the first joint and then waited for her to get used to the invasion. He pushed his finger in and out a few times, each time going a little deeper.
"Hurt?"
"No. Feels funny."
"Ready?"
"If you are," she said and braced herself for his thickness to expand the virgin channel of her rectum. She hoped that it would be as easy as her first time with Robert when he had invaded her cunt that very first night. Her cunt was still tingling with the fucking it had just undergone, and Suzanne hoped that getting fucked in the ass was as good as getting fucked in the cunt.
Maybe this was what he meant by making love. There was a difference in the way he did it compared to Robert. Jim was gentler. She wondered if all men were different and made up her mind that she would try to find out.
Pulling out his finger, Jim stepped forward, his hand gripping the hard shaft of his prick. He pointed the blunt head of his cock at the tight ring and shuffled forward until he could place it at the entrance to her rectum. He noticed that she was still holding the cheeks of her ass apart with her hands, the top of her head resting on the backrest of the seat.
Taking his time and moving slowly, Jim pushed the bloated head of his prick against the dark ring and then leaned forward, applying pressure along the shaft of his cock. Nothing happened, and he started to worry that it wouldn't work, He pressed forward a little harder, feeling the tight resistance against the head of his cock. He looked down the crack of her ass at the stiff pole of his prick. It bent a little under the steady pressure he was applying with the forward thrust of his hips and Jim saw the tender tissue of her anus bend inward. He pushed a little harder, and the head of his cock started to disappear into her rectal channel.
“Oh!”
"Does it hurt? Should I take it out?" Jim asked, frozen stiff in his position by her outcry.
"No. Keep going, but just give me a little time to get used to it. It feels so big and I'm all stretched out." Actually, Suzanne felt as if he were trying to push a telephone pole up her ass. She felt the tissues of her asshole stretch wide as he attempted to get his ramrod stiff prick lodged in her rectum.