I didn’t let up. Her hips bucked, but I held her in place, determined to get the most out of her orgasm. Even when her pussy juices filled my mouth and dribbled down my chin I kept going. I couldn’t get enough of her taste. Her writhing and squeezing around my head were the stuff of my fantasies.
As the twitching of her pussy slowed, so did I. I pulled my tongue from her and gave her lips one last lick. Then I ordered, “Lay face down.” I stood up and helped guide her into position, face down lengthwise on her bed.
Once she was there, breathing heavily and enjoying the aftershocks of her orgasm, I went to her closet. I managed to find four belts, which I thought would do the trick.
Bringing the belts back to the bed where Zatianna lay spread eagle on her front, I wrapped a belt around each of her wrists and ankles. Then, since her bed didn’t have a head or footboard, I tied the ends to the frame. I picked up the bottle of Astroglide she had sitting on her nightstand. Then I stood at the foot of the bed to admire her.
The way the mattress pushed up against her thighs and hips made them look even thicker. Her tied legs were spread, giving me a perfect view of her pussy, and her slightly-dimpled bubble butt stuck out into the air inviting me to do as I wished.
Her feet laying soles up, I ran my fingers along the bottoms of each. She shivered. I was sure it tickled. That was the point. I kneeled at the foot of the bed and bathed the bottoms of her curled toes with my tongue. She wiggled them, and as she did I caught them with my mouth one by one to suck on them.
I stood and climbed onto the bed, laying the lube down next to her. I squeezed and kissed her thighs, nibbled and licked the insides, and worked my way up like this to the crease of her ass. I opened my mouth wide and sucked on the flesh of her underbun as I squeezed the thick meat of her hips.
Having arrived at my destination, I sat up on my knees between her legs and squeezed her thick asscheeks. She cooed as I massaged her dimpled flesh, then yelped as I smacked her ass. A little harder than I had intended, but she didn’t tell me to stop.
I picked up the bottle of lube and was about to dump a glob in the crack of her ass when I had an idea. Closing and dropping the bottle back on the bed, I climbed off and sprinted to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and scanned the shelves on the door. “Yes!” I whispered to myself as I grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup I found there.
I sprinted back to the bedroom and returned to my place between Zatianna’s legs. She exhaled heavily and said, “I thought you were running out on me for a second.”
“Are you kidding?” I responded. “I’m just getting started.”
I opened the bottle of syrup. With one hand I pulled her cheeks apart and with the other I let a thick stream drizzle up and down the center of her crack. She inhaled sharply and flinched. “That’s cold…” she said.
“I’ll warm you up,” I promised. Closing the syrup bottle and laying it aside, I gripped each buttcheek and leaned in. Starting at her pussy, I licked my way up the center of her crack, running my tongue along the stream of chocolate and sucking it, along with her flesh, into my mouth. It was sticky and took a long time to clean up, but that’s exactly what I wanted.
When her crack was clean, I turned my attention to her asshole, where the syrup was still buried in the tiny wrinkles. I licked and sucked every bit out of her rubbery rim, then wiggled my tongue in the center. With a contented “oooooh,” she relaxed her sphincter to receive my ministrations.
Within a few moments, she was raising her hips into my face, at least as much as she could still being tied up, which let me know it was time for the next step. I turned around and released her ankles from their bonds, then turned again and whispered firmly, “On your knees.”
Her arms were still stretched out to her sides, unable to move with her wrists still belted to the bed. From between her legs, I reached an arm under her waist to help her up to a kneeling position. Her ass stuck up into the air and her face and chest smashed into the mattress. I squeezed her ass, then ran two fingers along her pussy’s inner lips. Still wet. Good.
I took the lube and dropped a large glob into her asscrack, still sticky and glistening with my saliva. I took two fingers and gently massaged the lube around the rim of her anus. Then with one finger I gently pressed on the center.
Despite my recent tongue bath, it was still resistant. But Zatianna again exhaled and gradually relaxed, her asshole giving way to my finger. When it entered up to the first knuckle she inhaled sharply through her teeth. I let my finger stay right there so she could adjust to it, then slowly pressed again, this time up to the second knuckle.
Now I slowly rocked my finger in and out. Before long I was inside her up to my third knuckle. Her hips started moving in time with my finger as she showed me she was warming up.
Deciding now was the time, I removed my finger and applied a generous amount of lube to my fully erect shaft. I settled the head against her asshole and pressed, softly at first then with greater force. Her sphincter opened and wrapped around the head of my cock more easily than I was expecting. “Fuuuuuck,” came Zatianna’s muffled voice from the mattress below.
I eased my way into her, stopping a couple of times for her to adjust. When my pelvis met her ass I started thrusting, slowly and deliberately. Every time my hips met her bubble butt she yelped, “Uh!… Uh!”