Before long, we were both moaning in pleasure while Roxanne shivered each time my tongue danced across her sensitive hole.
“Oh, that’s so good,” Roxanne repeated.
“That’s one tasty fucking arsehole, babe!”
Occasionally, when taking an oral break from rimming her arsehole, I dipped fingers into Roxanne’s lava-like pussy that was in full flood and rubbed her clit, but it was her O-ring that captured the bulk of my attention.
The two of us could not get enough of my tongue. Each time I spread Roxanne’s cheeks to the extreme, the more expansive Roxanne’s aperture became. Clearly, she was as relaxed as I was.
“Let me do it to you,” She begged several minutes later.
I stood on the couch with my knees resting against the backrest cushions, arms resting on the headrest. Roxanne was on me within seconds, furiously rimming my shitter. The pleasure was unbelievable because she knew what she was doing.
“Jerk my cock at the same time,” I implored, “Not too fast, though.”
Roxanne was as good as her word, gently stroking me and poking her tongue between the edges of my hole. She spat several loads of saliva between my cheeks and delicately inserted two fingers into my bung.
“Fuck, that’s tight,” I hissed.
“You like it?” She asked.
“I love it.”
Roxanne alternated between fingering and rimming my arse but kept a constant wanking motion on my shaft. Her actions were immensely pleasurable, and I could tell that she was getting off on it too. Both of us were purring contently.
“You’re relaxing now,” She said smoothly.
It was true, her fingers did not feel as uncomfortable as they initially did, and they were sliding in and out easily.
Next, I could feel Roxanne position a finger from each hand at each side of the O-ring and gently apply pressure. My hole reluctantly but inevitably opened further.
“Wow!” Exclaimed Roxanne with genuine surprise, “Fuck, look at that!”
“I can’t,” I gasped, struggling with the twin elements of pleasure and pain.
“You’re fucking gaping,” She marvelled, “I’ve never made a man gape before.”
Next, she tried inserting four fingers in my arse, but even though I was jerking my cock to offset the torment, it was a stretch too far for me.
“That’s the furthest I’ve been with any man!”
I collapsed on the couch with one leg resting on the headrest and the other spread on the floor.
“Suck my cock!”
Roxanne throated me with one hand on my shaft and the other stimulating her steaming box. She kept looking into my eyes all the time to gauge the pleasure I was deriving from her talented mouth.
“Oh my god, that’s good!” I moaned continually.
Then, Roxanne motioned me to pull back my legs so that she could lick my sore hole, taint and rapidly tightening ball sack.
“Let me see those pretty eyes!”
Roxanne applied generous amounts of throat juice to my erogenous zone while I jerked my shaft before she took over. She aggressively blew my cock, hard and deep with eyes tightly shut before returning to my arsehole for the next moment in time.
“Yeah, tongue fuck that arsehole,” I encouraged as Roxanne’s tongue stabbed at the opening.
“Come and fuck me,” She demanded, rising to her feet and helping me to mine.
Roxanne got on all fours on the couch again, pucker winking and guided my cock inside her volcanic but tight pussy.
As I worked her cunt, Roxanne would occasionally reach around and force two fingers into her arsehole, setting off a mini orgasm.
I stood up on the couch and straddled Roxanne, achieving the maximum penetration angle.
“Fuck, that’s deep,” She grunted.
After a few minutes of doggy-style pussy drilling, I withdrew the gleaming shaft and ordered Roxanne to clean it up.
“Please, just do it,” She begged with a smile after licking up her slimy juice, “Put it in my arse.”
Roxanne got down on the floor with her arse high up. I grabbed the bottle of lubrication from the side table, rubbing a small dollop on my shaft and in her winking arsehole. Straddling her wobbling cheeks, I positioned my helmet at the centre of her opening and pressed. Roxanne took my meat easily, and I quickly sank until I was balls deep inside her arsehole.
“Oh, yeah!” She sighed in a guttural voice.
As I began thrusting my engorged prick in and out of her backdoor, Roxanne let out long and deep groans of pleasure.
Despite being relaxed, Roxanne’s bung was still plenty tight. I relentlessly barraged her with missives about how good it was to fuck her in the arse, to which she responded with, “I love it!” each time.
I started teasing her by threatening to withdraw my cock from her funky butthole, but Roxanne would wiggle her cheeks and beg me not to.
“Pull your cheeks apart,” I demanded, “Hold your arsehole open.”
With both hands pulling those globes apart, I pulled out for the gape shot. Sure enough, one was there, small and round about the size of the ten-cent coin. I would thrust my cock head in and withdraw it in quick succession, and each time there was a satisfying pop, and the O-ring flexed.
“Fuck, my cock feels good up your arsehole!”
“Can we change positions?” Roxanne asked after several more minutes of savage doggy-style sodomy.