After a wild weekend that you never could have imagined having, the next couple days are much calmer. You got a part time job at the marina, working the gas pumps. It’s not a great job, but it pays and gets you out of the house. Thursday rolls around, and you start looking for something to do, you’ve got some steam you want to go blow off. You hear about a house party happening in the next town over, and make plans to attend with some friends. Work ends, and you go home to get ready. One shower, two tacos, and three beers later, your buddy picks you up and you head on out to the party.
You start drinking right as you arrive, loosening yourself up. You spend an hour or so mingling with everyone there, but soon you find yourself getting bored. Alright, one more drink and I’m getting out of here. You fill your cup, and start wandering the house. As you glance out the kitchen windows onto the deck, you are immediately entranced. A tall brunette is dancing, alone, but the way she moves her body is unlike anything you’ve ever seen. After staring for a minute or two, you finish your drink and walk out to talk to her. She doesn’t notice the sound of the door, and continues to dance to the music, rolling her body in such a beautiful yet erotic way. Her head is kind of hanging, her hair obscuring her face. You clear your throat, and she jumps a little, obviously startled. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you” you apologize, taking a step back with your hands in the air, to emphasize your point. She looks up at you, and says “It’s okay, I guess I didn’t realize how much I has zoned out.” She locks eyes with you, and you realize you know her. “A-Addison? Is that you?” She tilts her head, and you can tell she’s trying to figure out how you know her. “It’s Hank, we went to the same church growing up.” Her eyes narrow for a millisecond, then open wide in recognition. “OH HEY, I didn’t recognize you! How have you been?” she exclaims as she walks up to you and gives you a big hug. Geez, she must be kinda drunk, we didn’t know each other that well. You offer to grab drinks, and she accepts. You bring out two for each of you, and you spend some time catching up. After discussing school, jobs, etc. the conversation starts getting flirty, as you start to discuss past relationships. You both start to scoot a little closer, and get a little handsy as you delve into the sexual compatibility between each of you and your respective exes. Then the topic of what you want out of a sexual encounter comes up, and you both clam up a bit. Then Addison turns to you, looks you in the eyes, and says “Wanna get out of here?”
Within minutes, you’re sharing an Uber back to her house. Cuddled up in the back seat, you both struggle to keep your hands to yourselves. You begin to make out, and just as your hand makes its way up her thigh, across her waist, and into her shirt, the Uber stops. You both moan into each other’s mouths, sad that your hand didn’t make it to its destination. But you grin at each other, knowing that shedding the restriction of the car will allow more freedom to explore each other. Addison walks casually up to and opens the front door of her house, but you are skeptical to enter. “Relax, bud, my parents are gone for the weekend” she calls out to you, as she enters the house and kicks off her shoes. Still mildly reluctant, you follow her inside. As you take off your shoes, she offers you a drink. She grabs you both water, and you sit together on the couch. Sitting so close your thighs are touching, you try to restart the earlier conversation. Before you can even get your first sentence out, she’s wrapped her hands around your head and pulled you in for a kiss.
You make out for a few minutes, hands starting to wander each other’s bodies. You get up under her shirt, and squeeze her tits over her bra. She moans into your kiss, her own hands running up and down your chest. You reach around to her back, and unhook her bra before retuning your hands to her now-bare breasts; each one is a perfect handful. Meanwhile, her hands work their way down to your waist, undoing your button and diving into your pants. Addison’s hands find your cock; her palms are cold on your hard shaft. She strokes your entire length, as you pinch her nipples, all the while your tongues are wrestling for dominance. All of a sudden, she pulls herself away from you, and pushes you off of her. You stare at her, confused as to what you did wrong, but she just giggles at you and stands up.
She takes two steps away from the couch, and starts to move her body. She starts swaying and ricking, similar to what you saw her doing at the party. Only this time, she starts running her hands along her body. She starts at her hips, and glides down her thighs until she’s almost to her knees, then she starts sliding them back up her body. Her hands pause for a moment at the hem of her shorts, rotating in towards her crotch, before continuing up her inner thighs. As she crosses her hips, and reaches the end of her shirt, her fingers snag and slowly begin lifting the shirt. Inch by inch, her tight, toned body reveals itself to you. Imagining how soft her skin must be, you feel your cock twitch. Eventually, she starts to expose her bra. It’s simple, yet sexy. Deep purple cups are held together by thin, black straps. The cups are pushing her tits up, extenuating the cleavage of her (what you guess to be) B-cup tits. All this time, Addison continues to sway and roll her body; you can’t seem to settle on staring at her gently bouncing breasts or her softly rocking hips. Either way, it builds a fire deep in you, and you can feel a little bead of precum forming on your tip. As her shirt passes over her head, her hair cascades down around head in a manner that somehow is erotic to you. She drops her shirt to the floor, crosses her arms across her chest, and begins to glide her hands from her shoulders back down her body. She stops at her tits, giving them a nice squeeze, before sliding down across her smooth stomach. She catches her waistband, slowly running her fingers along the edge. You feel a low groan build in your chest. She undoes her button, and slides her zipper down at an excruciatingly slow pace. She spins around, and you watch as she wiggles her shorts over her round ass. Thank god for dancers, you think as you watch her strip down to her underwear, enjoying every inch of her tall, toned figure. As her shorts finally reach her ankles, you can’t contain yourself anymore. You yank your own shirt off, stand up, and rush up behind her.
You wrap her up in your arms, the suddenness catching her by surprise and making her gasp. You swing her over to the couch, and turn her so she’s facing you. Immediately your lips lock with hers, and she starts kissing you back. Both your hands and hers start exploring each other’s bodies. Her hands are rubbing all over your chest, catching a shoulder every once in a while to draw you closer to her. Your hands run down her back to her ass, gripping hard and pulling her close. Addison lets out a little squeak, clearly aroused by your groping. Soon, your hands find their way up her back to the clasp of her bra. Your first try only gets half the clasp; however, the second time does the trick. She drops her arms in front of her, allowing you to slide her bra off. Immediately, your hands fly to her chest. Her tits are full and perky, but just a tad on the smaller side. While they don’t quite fill your hands up, her super stiff little nipples dance across your palms. The sensation must be pleasurable for her too, because she moans into your kiss. As you continue to grope and squeeze her boobs, Addison’s hands work their way down your chest to your waist, where she expertly undoes your belt, undoes the button, and slides the zipper down. She gives your shorts a little push, and then lets gravity do the rest of the work. Similar thoughts cross both your minds, as you almost simultaneously reach for each other’s crotches. Her hand finds you hard cock, and begins to lightly rub it over your underwear, while your hand finds and traces her folds through her panties. It takes less than a minute of her stroking you for precum to start leaking out of your tip. She must feel it through your briefs, as she maneuvers your shaft out of your fly and continues to rub bare dick. You respond by sliding her panties to the side, and dipping the tip of your finger into her pussy. As soon as your finger separates her lips, you feel a good bit of her juices run out onto your hand. Damn, she’s a lot hornier than I thought. You continue to masturbate each other for a few minutes before you decide you’ve had enough. You break the kiss, grab her hips, and yank your panties to the ground. The sudden feeling of her wet cunt being exposed to the air causes her to groan in pleasure. You stand back up, and push her down on to the couch.
She falls seated the couch, stark naked and giggling, before turning around and kneeling, resting her arms on the back of the couch and leaving her completely exposed to you. As you go about removing your own underwear, she starts wiggling her ass right in your face. You deliver a solid smack to her ass, and then press your hips into hers, allowing your shaft to rest between her lips. You start rubbing your cock along her wet slit, coating yourself in her juices. Just as you get your head lined up with her entrance, and are about to push in, she turns and places a hand on your thigh, as if to stop you from proceeding. “H-Hank I’m actually still a virgin, and am saving myself for marriage.” Goddamn Catholics, you think to yourself as you start to move away from her, thinking your night ends here. “But I’d love for you to fuck me in ass.” You freeze, not believing what you just heard. She sees the dumbstruck look on your face, and smiles. She starts shaking her ass at you again, saying “I didn’t stutter. Come fuck my asshole like you would’ve fucked my pussy.” That was all the encouragement you need, and you walk right back up behind her. While your cock is sufficiently lubed, her ass is not. So you spit on it twice, and start using your finger to rub it in. Satisfied with your work, you line your head up with her hole, and slowly start pushing in. There’s a lot of resistance at first, and you start questioning if your dick will even fit in her asshole. You back off just a bit for a second or two, and then push in again. This time, half of your head makes it in, as Addison’s body jerked forward in a mix of pain and pleasure. You pause, letting her starfish adjust to being filled, before pushing in again. This time, you get over the crown of your head with a little “pop”. She lurches forward again, as about half of your shaft made it in this time. You freeze again, not wanting to rush things and ruin this opportunity. After a few moments, you feel her start to push back into you. She goes slow, but you allow her to set the pace- for now. You spend the next several minutes repeating this process: she pushes back a little bit farther, then stops. Her asshole is clamping down tight around your cock, almost painfully. You close your eyes and focus on not cumming already, when suddenly you feel something touching your hips.
You look down, and nearly choke. Your shaft is gone, completely engulfed by Addison’s ass. She’s facing away from you, panting hard; her hands are gripping the couch so hard her knuckles have gone white. You still dare not move, not only to let her adjust, but also because you feel like you’re about to blow your load without having actually gotten to enjoy this. Eventually, you feel her start to rock her hips. Its subtle at first, maybe not even moving an inch along your shaft. But she gradually starts moving more, creating longer and deeper strokes. You put your hands on her ass cheeks, and give them each a good squeeze. She moans, and is basically taking your whole dick with each move now. She looks back at you, biting her bottom lip, with nothing but lust in her eyes; you take this as a sign she’s ready for more. Your hands move from her ass to her hips, and you take a strong hold on each. You begin to fuck her, starting slow and deep as she had been when fucking you. But you use your leverage on her hips to start to increase both speed and force. Pretty soon you are pounding away at her asshole, the entire length of your cock plowing in and out of her with each stroke. Addison is moaning, loudly, with every thrust; her moans get shorter and higher in pitch until each one is almost a shriek. Hearing her shrieks, along with the visual of her ass cheeks rippling as you pound her, and the feeling of her asshole almost crushing your cock, is too much for you to bare. You give her one final thrust, as deep as you could possibly go, and hold yourself there as you cum. Your cock throbs, and you shoot your load deep inside of her. She gasps, clearly feeling your load in her ass. Once you are finally empty, you pull out of her, and a flood of cum leaks out too. As she is still catching her breathe, Addison reaches back and uses her finer to scoop some of your cum out of her ass. She puts that finger in her mouth, and slowly sucks it clean. Your eyes go wide, shocked by what you just witnessed. She just smiles at you, before grabbing your shirt and putting it on. As she walks to the steps in her house, she calls back “You weren’t planning on just fucking me and leaving were you? I like to be cuddled after letting guys fuck me in the ass.” Not having to be at work till 11 tomorrow, you gather your clothes and follow her upstairs. You fall asleep spooning her, still mind blown that you actually fucked her…
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