Francesca gasped in a little breath, then simply said “again.” I obliged. “Mmm…” she moaned as she straightened up, turning into me as she did. Her lips caught me by surprise, as she stretched up on her toes to kiss me playfully. Her hand caught me by surprise too, groping the uncomfortable bulge in my jeans before unzipping me, kissing all the while. She stepped back to watch my dick spring free, and I was finally treated to the sight of her perky breasts, bouncing as she made a show of being excited to see ‘me’.
I’m a bit bigger than average, mostly in the length department. One thing I’ll say about having a bigger dick- great for photographs, not always great in real life. That was part of the issue when Mary and I had tried anal, and I was concerned that my girth might be an issue tonight as well. Frannie looked down at my package, then up at my eyes as she overacted the innocent schoolgirl routine. Arms wiggling her breasts and all, she glanced at my wife and back to me, making it clear that this was a question for both of us. “Mr. Davison, may I please kiss it?”
I looked over at my wife for confirmation, and she nodded and opened her legs wide, now behind the girl’s back. While Francesca had opted for panties but no bra, it appeared my wife had done the opposite. I had glimpsed a hint of a black bra in my wife’s cleavage earlier, but her pussy was gloriously bare, and her unoccupied hand began to play with the small triangle of pubic hair she kept above her slit.
Francesca dropped to her knees and looked up at me, and I barely gasped out a “yes” before her lips were on the tip of my cock. I unbuttoned my shirt as she licked the underside of my head, and took me agonizingly slowly into her warm young mouth. This girl had certainly learned a thing or two- she knew how to suck a dick almost as good as my wife did, and my wife had over a decade of experience on her. Her lips ran up and down my shaft, and when she released my cock head with an audible pop, it was only to suck on my balls while her hand continued stroking.
My cock was glistening wet and hard as an I-beam when she slowly stood, dragging her breasts across my cock on the way up. She grabbed me by the dick, and pulled me back in front of the couch. Before releasing her grip (not quite hard enough to be painful, but close), she sweetly asked me to get her bag.
It was funny; one minute I thought that I was in control of the situation, or maybe my wife was. A minute later this coed had me by the dick, ordering me to fetch her things. I quickly grabbed her purse, which was empty except for three items: her keys, a bottle of lube, and a jeweled buttplug. I guess this was more pre-planned than I thought!
I brought her bag to her, and she dropped it gently on the couch before bending over it. This time there was a mirror in view, and I discovered I could see both my wife AND Francesca. I don’t think my wife necessarily planned it that way, but I wouldn’t put it past her. By now my wife had her legs open wide, and her skirt hiked fully up- no pretense anymore that she wasn’t masturbating. I watched her finger lightly dip into her beautiful pussy, then start small circles around her clit.
Francesca wiggled her ass in front of me, and I decided it was time to take a bit more command. I groped her ass forcefully this time, and was rewarded a louder moan. I could see her cute freckled face in the mirror, and she was biting her lip in the most sensual way I’ve ever seen, clearly wanting more.
I ran my hands down the back of her thighs, and before I could return to her ass, she reached back and pulled the pink thong to one side. There, in all its beauty, was her perfect little asshole. I could see a hint of her pussy too, but her tiny pink hole had more of my attention. Rosy and perfect, it begged for my cock, although I knew better than to jump straight to that.
As I watched and caressed the spot where Frannie’s thighs met her ass (eliciting shivers of mixed ticklishness and pleasure), her index finger, not needed to pull her panties aside, pressed against her puckered anus. It was my turn to gasp, and I kicked off the remainder of my clothes as my cock reached its full length and girth, straining to be inside this gorgeous young body in front of me.
I gently spread her thighs from behind, and reached my palm through her legs to cup her pussy. My middle finger brushed her clit, and I began to play with her labia and her thighs. I felt no tickle of hair, and surmised that she must be completely shaven.
Her own finger was rubbing circles around her asshole now, and I watched enrapt as she pressed her fingertip against the rosebud, then popped inside with a moan. That was it, I had to have her. I pulled her panties down roughly, and grabbed the lube.
It seemed that she knew exactly what was coming, because she spread her legs wider, now fully naked, popped her ass up into the air a bit, and braced herself with both hands against the back of the couch.
I knelt down and licked her asshole first, fingers teasing her clit again. Before long, however, I put a small drop of lube onto my middle finger, and traced the crack in her tight young ass. She shivered as I did, and when my finger passed below her asshole she sighed, maybe even disappointed. This girl was something else!
My finger retraced its path, and when I got to her asshole this time, I dipped my finger in to the first knuckle. Surprised to feel almost no resistance, I pulled out and thrust in again, almost to my second knuckle. Frannie moaned in front of me, and I began to slip out and in, pushing ever so slightly more each time.