Front Lawn Butt Sex

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“Gee thanks.” I smacked him on the shoulder while he pretended to drop me. We sprawled on our backs and stared at the few stars we could see past the street lights for a few minutes. “I was going to give him my cherry.”

He froze. “You’re a virgin?”

“My ass. You know how he is, I was going to give it to him.”

“Damn, Mare.”

I rolled onto my side, pillowing my cheek on my hands, and stared at his profile. “I want to give it to you.”

“That’s a little extreme for a revenge fuck, isn’t it?”

“It’s not a revenge fuck. I’ve been playing with my ass and fantasizing about it for months now. You need sex, I need my ass fucked. We can use each other.”

“I’ve never done it before either. I could hurt you.”

“I trust you, Rye. You’re my best friend.”

“Are you my lover?”

“Yep.”

Fur Elise sounded more muffled from the grass than it did from the porch. “What about Greg?”

“Ex’s don’t count.” He didn’t reply to that. I scooted closer, putting my nose to his cheek. “Please?”

“I think it’s a bad idea.”

“Fuck me in the ass. I want to feel it full of cock and it has to be your cock.” I nuzzled at his neck and licked his cheek. He shivered. I kind of liked the idea of seducing him into fucking my ass, begging him with my mouth and body. It was kinky.

“Mare…”

“Please, Rye,” I begged prettily, licking at his lips. I tugged at his shirt and he lifted up enough to get it off. “Please fuck my ass.”

“Okay.”

I pretended I didn’t hear that. I leaned down and nibbled on his nipple. “I need your cock in my ass. Please, I’m begging you.”

“I said okay, what more do you want?” He ran a finger along my cheek as I alternately teethed on his chest and sucked on it.

“I want you to play hard to get.”

“Oh.” He pulled me off of him. “Get on your hands and knees and I’ll think about it.”

I instantly rolled onto my hands and knees, shaking my ass at him. His fingers slipped under my skirt and palmed my cheeks. After a moment my skirt was flipped up over my back and the cool, night air touched my ass.

“Hey, Mare.”

“Are you gonna fuck me now?”

“You remember when I told you that I’d make it good for you later?”

I frowned. “Yeah.”

“Welcome to later.”

“Uh-oh.”

His fingers traced spidery designs on the skin of my ass and I heard him chuckle. I looked over my shoulder to see what he was doing. He pried my cheeks apart, bringing my virginal hole in question into vulnerable view. His finger touched my rosebud and I sucked in a breath. “Here?”

“Uh-huh, there.”

He wiggled his finger, nudging it just a little bit inside. I held my breath, not knowing what to expect. It felt surprisingly good, much better than when I’d touched it with my own fingers. I shut my eyes, savoring the feeling. The fear I’d expected wasn’t there. I wanted him to touch my ass forever. I was disappointed when his finger slipped into my pussy instead. My eyes flew open and I nearly leaped out of my skin when something warm, wet, and sinuous ran across my hole instead. His fingers dug into my cheeks, pulling them farther apart and his hot breath washed over my vertical smile. Holy fuck.

I didn’t know whether to be excited or disgusted, until his tongue pushed its way inside and excitement won out. I had no idea that it would feel so astonishingly good to get my ass licked. The finger in my pussy wriggled around until it found my clit. I had to bite down on my forearm to keep from screaming with the pleasure. Old Man Jensen with the cat across the street sure wouldn’t mind seeing it, the old lech, but Mrs. Thomas with the Lhasa Apso was a prudish bitch who would call the cops. Probably because she couldn’t get a guy to fuck her if her life depended on it.

I wasn’t too sure how much time passed while he chewed on my butt. It’s hard to keep track of things like that when you’re digging incisors into your forearm and your eyes keep rolling into the back of your head. His ability to keep to my ass was astounding. I was wiggling an over paced version of the rumba, squealing and snorting like a woman getting her ass thoroughly loved. His mouth was driving me crazy, I wanted to cum, desperately. Orgasm danced its own stubborn rumba out of my reach.

“You have to fuck me NOW!” I whispered at the top of my lungs. My voice echoed down the street and the Lhasa Apso took offense. “KY, porch!”

Ryan pulled away from me for a moment and I wanted to scream in frustration. The bad thing about the necessity of KY fetching was that there was no tongue teasing each and every individual nerve on my rump. His warm palm on the outer curve of my hip let me know that he was back. I wilted in relief. “Hurry,” I begged. Well. Ordered.

The KY dripped a bit on my left cheek. “I can’t get it to… wait, I got it.” A moment later his finger prodded at my asshole, this time covered with a cold, slick bunch of KY. “Should I squirt it inside of you?”

“I don’t know, does it say on the tube?”

“I can’t read it in the dark.” He put the nozzle to my hole and pushed a little. I winced, that wasn’t as nice as his tongue. “Hold still.”

“That-” He cut me off by giving the tube a generous squeeze. KY squirted everywhere around my butt and more than I cared to have went inside. Ewwww. The pre-orgasmic haze his tongue had seduced me into was rapidly disintegrating. “What are you doing?”

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