Kyle & Sarah Ch 02 by steve w,steve w

She wouldn’t, not yet. She still had to learn that her pleasure came as an irrelevant by-product of his toying with her. He leaned in and licked her ass, allowing spit to dribble down his tongue and lubricate her opening. His right hand began to gently stroke the smooth skin between her ass and cunt, which was now shimmering in the lights of the city as his spit oozed downwards. This worked, this always worked. As he licked, he slowly increased the pressure of his finger on her clit. He sensed the change in her straight away, as he kept up the attention on her. She knew – they both knew – that she couldn’t stand this very long. Virtually naked, exposed to anyone caring to look, his finger pushing her clit, his tongue on her ass, and a melted ice cube inside her – it was too much.

She screwed her eyes up in a desperate bid not to scream. This wrenching orgasm was shoving its way through her, oblivious to her panic-stricken attempts to control herself. It wanted out, and it was going, whether she wanted to allow it or not. She felt a slight dizziness and a roaring intensity rush through her body from head to toe. She could practically feel her blood ripping through her veins, fizzing and crackling as it went. Her head lolled and her knees bucked slightly, and Kyle spanked her clit just once, to be sure. She half-slumped against the glass, feeling the cool surface pressed against her nipples, as she fought to stand up.

She had no idea how long it took, just that she’d managed not to fall as she came. Her skin felt super-heated, and there was nowhere near enough oxygen in the room. And Kyle was still licking.

He stood, with his trousers on the floor, and pushed his erect cock against the firmness of her ass cheeks. He’d let go of her clit now, and she had an aching desire to touch it herself. Even though that was against the rules, and her clit was too super-sensitive to take any sort of contact. Her orgasm, while it had brought her body to a peak of excitement, had only led her to want more. She was greedy for new and different sensations – a hunger she hadn’t known she possessed.

He slowly pushed another ice cube into her ass, and another one. With each cube, her asshole relented a little more easily, a little more willingly, a little more naturally. She was getting used to the idea, and feeding off it, and welcoming it. That wasn’t part of the deal as far as he was concerned. He pushed his cock insistently into her ass.

She braced herself against the glass and, before she could register the shock that he’d done it, found herself pushing away from the glass and back onto his cock. It was such an instinctive reaction, she couldn’t tell where it came from. She just did it. Her ass was fairly relaxed, and slightly lubed by the melting ice. But the main part of the cubes had remained inside her and, as he pushed further, she could feel the ice being forced further into her ass. Into areas that had never experienced anything like this before, that had no concept of cold, or of contact with anything like a solid object. Such was the heat racing around her body, and the mass of confusing images, thoughts and emotions inside her head, that she forgot to tense up. Her body betrayed her, in its willingness to yield to him, and allow him to go anywhere he wanted.

The contact of the ice with the muscles inside her ass sent shots up her spine like a Catherine Wheel spinning out of control. He seemed so close, so fucking close, to the base of her spine, to the core of every nerve she had. The ice was melting now, and all that remained was his impossibly hard cock. It was so perfectly sheathed by her butt that it seemed impossible that it could ever move. But moving it was – her ass muscles rippled along its smooth length as he began to slide in and out of her asshole.

Kyle was impressed by how she’d taken to it. He wasn’t long but he was thick, and the ice wasn’t a huge amount of lubrication. But just after she’d cum, she was too hot to ignore any potential excitement, and her willingness to accommodate the ice cubes had served a twofold purpose. First, they’d provided some lubrication, aside from the spit his cock had picked up when it was pressed against her. Second, it was clear that she was a natural.

He settled into a slow rhythm as he allowed her to get used to his cock inside her ass. It was such a different feeling to a cock inside her cunt. For him, it was tighter than he’d ever dare to hold himself, and hotter than hell. It also looked fucking sensational. For her, it was a whole different mass of nerves, a whole new level of delicious friction between her body and his cock. She would feel him in a way that her cunt never could.

Once he felt she was able to take him, he leaned forward.

“Like my cock in your ass? Like being a dirty little bitch? Like taking my dick anywhere I fucking want to put it? Tell me.”

Sarah felt like she couldn’t breathe properly. She felt as though taking his cock demanded every ounce of concentration she had, and even thinking about breathing would be enough for her to lose it. She could feel another orgasm swirling around the pit of her stomach, or her ass, or somewhere. All parts of her body seemed to meld into one continuous sensation. It scared her, and yet she wanted to relish every second of it. She could only afford one word. It had to be the right word – a magic word.

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