“I’m gonna fuck your ass you little slut. You want this dick?”
Pinky got terribly excited. “Yes, my love,” she said.
“That’s right. I’m gonna oil your ass and I want to finger you, okay? I’m gonna put my phone on your back and I want you to accept my cock as I fuck you.”
“I’m ready. Be slow,” she told him.
“Of course,” he said, tenderly.
He dripped the lube all over her ass, even her cheeks, slapping them to make sure they were good and slick. The sound bounced off the room as solidly as his hand made contact with her ass. After getting her ready with a single finger, he moved up to two and spread her asshole as best as he could so he could lube the inside. Pinky relaxed as much as possibly and let him wet down her body. He slicked his cock and positioned it right before her.
She felt the pressure, and released the grip her body had on her orifice. His head measured into her ass, and he was attentive as possible to her pain, stopping when she wanted, letting her grow accustom, and then sliding an inch past his head. She made a groan and a sigh of a pain pleasure mix that arose from what sounded like her deep brain, where that fuck-fight-feed feeling was. Her sounds were guttural as her ass conformed around his dick.
He started fucking her slowly, moaning himself, his hands on either side of her hips, spreading her cheeks apart.
“Go ahead, Pinky, and open your cheeks for me so I can fuck you better.”
So she did. Chandler liked her sparkly, asymmetric nails against her stretchy flesh. He liked how her hands kept slipping on the oil so she had to reach back frequently. It made her look a lot like the slut she was tonight.
“Yea, you’ve got a nice butt, my achingly beautiful love. You’re a good girl you know… I’m not gonna stop pumping your ass until you cum, Pinky. Let me know when you cum. Cum on this dick in your ass, baby.”
She moaned a long gruffy sigh, feeling his entire length buried so snug. Her pussy was dripping wet. Little drips hung from her folds.
“Fuck, damn, your ass feels so good… Cum for me,” he told her.
“Let me fuck you back, please,” Pinky requested.
“Mk, push back on me.”
He paused and let her glide back and forth on his dick. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her asshole gripping onto his cock. She was tight and it was awesome, but he needed her stretched. He wanted to admire how she could gape, forming a perfect circle. His eyes drifted to and fro from his girlfriend’s ass to the porn in his phone he had put in the small of her back. He leaned forward and gazed intently on Clara’s hole, as this random man’s cock pulled out of her, exposing a flexing, open ring. Soon this will be Pinky.
So in and out of him she fucked, hoping, no, needing to cum. Her contentedly neglected pussy ached and she really started to feel her vaginal walls being pushed upon from her inside, like he was stroking her g-spot and ridges from behind a wall. She started humping faster, pushing Chandler’s dick up against where she needed.
“Oh, lovely,” she quickly alerted him, “I’m about to cum… fuck me as hard as you can.”
“Yea,” Chandler agreed excitedly, making it so that she came, arching, crying out.
“Did you come? Did you come on this dick, slut?”
“Yes!” Pinky said, her voice descending to a whispery low, a soft sound that meant relief.
It felt so good to him that she could come like this. It was fantastic. He felt very wanted and privileged to have such a girl as Pinky. So talented…
“Pinky, I’m gonna make you cum again. You deserve it. I want you to clean my dick off and let me fuck you again. I’m gonna fuck you until you gape, my slut, my beautiful, eager slut…”
She was ready. Chandler thrusted a few more times as to transition gracefully, then he removed his dick from her ass and backed down on his heels, his erection standing and glistening with lube. His beloved turned around and grabbed his cock, and he groaned instantly. She went so far down in his dick that she gagged a little, and liking it so she started to fuck him with her mouth as if she wanted to choke to death.
“Fuck yea, bitch, get that dick wet.”
The humming feeling her throat made was stimulating. His phone was loose in his hand and it was hard to concentrate on it. But every once in a while he would drift his gaze to the screen to see a threesome happening where the girls were all lined up, taking turns getting fucked. He didn’t know where this video came from at first, then he remembered that these things just played whatever once the last video was over. Regardless, it was interesting to watch. One of the girls took the dick in the video and shoved it in her mouth, and he felt in sync with the actor somehow without intending to. It was in fact pretty cool that he could feel what was happening. This was a good way to watch porn. He loved this idea. He was lucky.
“Good girl, babe. You cleaned my dick good. Lean over so I can get this rod back in your ass.”
“Yes sir,” she said, in tiny, accepting voice.
She turned back around, actually standing up herself, stretching her back. Chandler opened her ass and peeked at it, and went, “Oh, my dear, you’re gaping a bit already. Look at that…” as if Pinky could see.
She kinda turned her head around for effect, and she could see Chandler’s head angled at her but she really couldn’t even feel it that much.