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The Ass To Die For — Part 3
Her ass turned his world upside down. And not only his.
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“What did you say?” I probably looked like a drooling buffoon because she started giggling uncontrollably. Her question made me lose myself in the fantasy of plunging into the valley between the mounds of her magnificent ass and ravishing her butthole.
“Are you sure you can take it?” I said, trying to get back some of my dignity. She abruptly stopped chuckling and gawked at me, her eyebrows raised and her eyes wide. Then she burst into laughter again.
Her response caught me off guard. No one ever called me a big charmer, but every woman I have taken into bed has been amazed by my cock. “It’s huge!” was the reaction every time.
Apparently, it was not the case with Hannah. And I should have guessed since she took my cock with ease all the way from the start. The more I talked, the stupider I looked.
“I better shut up.”
She just nodded her head in approval, still shaking from giggles.
Her laugh finally subsided. “Don’t move a muscle,” she said, lifting her index finger as a warning, then slipping down from bed. She kneeled on the floor while hastily rummaging under the bed before pulling something out and quickly hiding it behind her back, a cheeky smile on her face. I raised my eyebrows, having no clue what was going on.
Her hands moved busily behind her back. A mask of pain contorted her face but was quickly replaced by an opened mouth and closed eyes, quiet moans escaping her meaty lips. When she opened her lashy eyes, her gaze was glassy, like that of an addict who just got his shot of heroin.
“There. It’s in the place.”
“I’m really glad it is. Care to tell me what you are talking about?”
“No,” she said, biting the nail of her index finger, faking shyness. “I would rather show it to you. Ready?” Before I could answer, she got up and slowly turned her back toward me, swaying her mighty hips left and right. When her body stood sideways to me, she bent down, legs straight, her hands resting on her knees.
“Am I too hot to handle?” she whispered, amused by my stare at the thing sticking out from her ass.
A long black horsetail.
I considered myself the luckiest man in the world at that moment. Here was a half-naked woman (she still had her socks and t-shirt on) with the ripest ass I ever saw, brimming with sexual energy. As if that wasn’t enough, a horse-tailed buttplug was sticking from her ass, promising a night of perversity and decadence usually seen only in porn movies.
“You are batshit crazy, you know that?”
“Thank you. I hope that doesn’t scare you away.”
“Scare me?” I sat on the edge of the bed to be as close to her as I could.
“Let's just say that there are a lot of guys who are incompatible with the way I roll.”
“Idiots.”
There was no time to waste in case I was dreaming. Beautiful dreams can burst like a soap bubble any second. Only nightmares last forever.
“Turn that beauty toward me.”
“Yes, sir,” she said, turning her back all the way to me. The hairs of the tail brushed over my nose and mouth. The tenderness of their touch was in stark contrast with the hard-core scene in front of me. My heart lurched in my chest.
“Bend down a little more.” I was panting fast and deep, as if I had just sprinted a hundred meters. Hannah had a hard time breathing too.
I cupped her meaty cheeks with both hands and spread them hard. They opened like a flower, and the full splendor of her stuffed butthole took my breath away.
A wide ring of darker skin encompassed her asshole. I watched enough porn movies to know it was the mark of all the happy hours she had spent abusing it. It was shiny and greasy, probably from the lubricant she applied before smashing the buttplug in. The slightly wrinkled ring resembled thick, hungry lips, wet from lust, ready to greedily suck on anything that came its way.
“Now you see why your big cock won’t be a problem.” She looked at me over her shoulder, her white, perfect teeth adorning a luscious smile.
“I am still not sure.” It was a blatant lie. My whole life, I hated to be wrong.
The buttplug consisted of thick black hairs connected to a flat circular part that continued to a short, narrow handle that disappeared in her ass. Curiosity nibbled my imagination.
How big could that thing be if she so openly laughed off my big cock?
I grabbed the buttplug behind the circular part and pulled on it slowly, resolved to find out. Hannah didn’t object.
Her asshole puckered, struggling to release it. After some resistance, it began coming out, spreading her butthole. As I pulled, it kept widening. Soon, the emerging part reached a girth two times that of my cock.
I didn’t dare pull it out more. I released it, and it swiftly plopped back all the way into her ass.
“Oh fuck. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! It hit something. It hit something!” She kept blabbering nonsense as she reached between her legs and dipped three fingers in her pussy. I was so engrossed in the butt game that I completely disregarded her vagina glistening in front of me. It was soaking wet, trickles of pussy cream engulfing her busy fingers. Those trickles, in merely seconds, turned into a steady stream flowing over her stabbing knuckles and dripping on the floor.
I dropped to my knees. From this angle, her ass looked gigantic, like an unstoppable force of nature or a goddess I should worship. And between deific mounds of that ass, ambrosia of her making was falling like rain from the sky. I put my face in its path and let her juices coat my lips and tongue.
A faint odour and taste of figs permeated my senses and melted my mind. The yearning for more was irresistible. I grabbed her by the legs and pulled myself up to the source. I licked, kissed, and sucked the wetness from her fingers buried in the steaming cauldron.
“Let me in,” I begged her. Her fingers retreated, but as I slurped between her pussy lips, the tips of her nails touched my chin occasionally. She kept playing with her clit while I ate her out. Her juices flowed down my throat like shots of finest alcohol, making me drunk and dizzy. We were both groaning loudly, the hairs of the buttplug tickling my head all the time.
“I have to have more of you. I have to pull that thing out of your butt.”
“Who’s stopping you?” She asked.
I stood up and grabbed her around the waist, and as I pressed my body against hers, I pushed the buttplug even deeper into her ass. She moaned loudly in surprise as I threw her on the bed.
“Oh God! What did you do?”
“Nothing,” I said. “Lay on your stomach.”
“You must have done something. My clit is twitching like crazy. I’m out of my mind!” Her loud moans sounded almost like sobbing.
I sat on her legs, jerking slowly, feasting my eyes on her magnificient curves. She was right. Something was odd with that buttplug. I looked closer.
It was in Hannah all the way. Even the circular part. The hairs were now coming out directly from her ass. I managed to push it in completely when I grabbed her by the waist.
A big grin stretched my face. She only missed the horn on her forehead, and I would feel like I’m fucking a unicorn.
“You were right. I sure did something with your butt fucker.”
With a shaky hand, she traced the hairs of the buttplug all the way to the rim of her asshole.
Then she moved her hand away, buttplug untouched, basking in her depths.
“It was never this deep in me. Amazing what just an inch deeper can do.” Her sighs and moans intensified. “Finish me. My pussy is gaping empty.”
“I already fucked your pussy. And you are the one who promised me your ass.”
“Can it wait a little? Fucking a pussy while a buttplug is in the ass is the whole new ball game. Try it. You won’t regret it.”
The buttplug occupied so much space that I could hardly penetrate her pussy. If my cock had a mind, he would probably have died from a claustrophobic panic attack. But once I managed to push it all the way in, it was otherworldly.
I had to be careful not to shoot my load prematurely. I never fucked a virgin in my life, but this must have been close to how it felt. Every time I pulled it out, it was like her pussy was sucking on my cock. I knew if I speeded up just a little, I would cum. Obscenities ceaselessly poured from Hannah’s mouth. She loved every second of it.
But despite all the novelty and excitement, my eyes kept glancing at her horsetail. I wanted to be in its place. I wanted to feel her sphincter closing around my cock.
Without warning, I took a hold of the buttplug’s hair and nudged it up just a little. I waited for Hannah to protest, but she stayed quiet. I was adamant about taking it out all the way this time.
But I had to stop when it’s widest part peaked out of her ass. The shiny black egg-like shape was at least three times wider than my cock. I held it there, her ass stretched to its limits, and reveled in the view. Hannah frantically moved her butt in circles, grinding my cock. She was in another dimension, lost in the orgasmic sea. The buttplug floated like a fishing bobber on the restless waves of her buttocks.
I abruptly changed my mind. As my dick was basking in her pussy I slowly drove the buttplug all the way back in her ass. Her butthole parted like a fresh dough and swallowed it without resistance. Hannah released a long, lusty moan as the huge thing disappeared again into her depths.
My groans joined Hannah’s moans as the buttplug glided along my cock, pressing it through the thin skin that separates the cunt and ass. It was as if my cock was licked inside her pussy. I kept plunging the sex toy relentlessly in and out, like an engine piston, hitting my cock in the process. Hannah pushed her ass up, meeting the buttplug halfway, encouraging me to speed up and dial up the notch. The horse-tailed buttplug and Hannah were old acquaintances. I was just a happy newcomer that added another gear to the well-oiled ass fucking game.
Unfortunately, after only a couple of minutes, I was panting hard, my arm becoming unresponsive from the growing spasm and aching from all that strain. I couldn’t continue. I buried the buttplug one last time in her asshole, left it there, and fell on the bed beside her, exhausted and out of breath.
“Oh my God, don’t stop now! I’m on the verge of cumming.”
“I can’t. My arms are useless. I can hardly feel them.”
“I knew I should have found someone with bigger muscles.” She grumbled in frustration before slumping her ass back onto the bed.
“Well, then go back to the gym and find some Hercules.” I chuckled. “I’ll wait here. Then I’ll watch two of you fuck while I rest.”
“That’s an excellent idea.” She laughed, resting her head on her hands with her eyes closed. She lazily blew at one naughty lock of hair that kept tickling her eyebrows. “But it’s too late,” she sighed. “I’ll have to settle for your sorry ass tonight.”
Despite the fatigue, my dick was standing like a flagpole. Just thinking about everything we did was enough to hold me in a state of permanent arousal.
The long tail of the buttplug jerked rhythmically. She squeezed and relaxed her sphincter, sucking the buttplug in and then releasing it. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I wanted to get up and continue drilling her willing asshole. But my arms were dead. I never wished so much to be 20 years younger.
“Can you cum that way?”
She grinned. “Nope. I can’t. But it feels amazing.”
I almost jumped when she unexpectedly squeezed my cock with her left hand.
“Introducing you to Fat Jim was my best move tonight.”
“Fat Jim? You named you ass dildo?”
“Yes, I did. Doesn’t he deserve it?”
“Oh, it definitely deserves it.”
“Did you like sharing me with him?” She crawled to my side and licked my earlobe.
Goosebumps ran through my body.
“Do I really need to answer that?”
“It was just a little taste of what’s to come. I will gladly show you his full potential.”
She got up on all fours, put her left leg over me, and eased her hips down until the tip of my cock tickled the entrance into her slippery pussy. Her hot cunt juices trickled down my dick like candle wax and gathered on my balls.
“Will you allow this little horny horsey and Fat Jim to take you for a ride? I promise it will be an eye-opening experience.”
I just nodded and let her do the rest.
Her pussy was narrow like before. But from this angle, and thanks to her wiggling, it got inside much easier. My cock was now hard-pressed from all sides. Fat Jim was molesting the back side of my knob as her cunt muscles choked it at the base. I probably would have broken it if I tried to pull it out.
It didn’t take long for my balls to jump up, ready to pump the seed any second. I was so tense from the sudden rush of pleasure that I couldn’t open my eyes. With clenched teeth and loud groans, I tried to halt the sperm rising between my loins like a tsunami.
She suddenly relaxed her vagina, and the wave I thought was unstoppable took a nose dive immediately. My cock throbbed hard in her, but with no ammunition, as the cum wave nose dived back into my balls.
I opened my eyes, disappointed and breathing like a rhino.
“Why did you stop? I needed only a couple more seconds.”
“Yeah, and I needed a couple of seconds when you stopped Fat Jimming my asshole. Remember? This is my retaliation for your oversight. You thought I’d let it go just like that?”
“Really? Are you going to sink that low?”
“Yes. I have no shame when I get denied orgasms.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose. I was utterly exhausted.”
“It doesn’t matter.” She gave me a deep kiss. “What matters is that you failed. Now you’ll have to suffer the consequences.”
I tried to get up, but she pinned my arms to the bed. This was the second time she demonstrated her strength. I tried to escape from her iron grip, but I was unable to lift my palms from the bed. It was pathetic. Granted, I was already exhausted, but I should still easily overpower any woman. Including Hanna.
“Are you serious?” I never felt so vulnerable and helpless. Hannah laughed triumphantly. Then she suddenly stopped, serious again. Her hips began moving again.
“Ok. Enough of playing around. I am going all the way now. Brace yourself, darling.”
And she did go all the way. She picked up the fierce, relentless pace and never slowed down. Hard pressed between Fat Jim and her contracting vagina, I had a fleeting vision of pulling my cock out and seeing it broken in several places, useless forever. But then cum surged out of my balls, and this time I exploded, all-encompassing pleasure banishing all my irrational fear and worries. Never before had a woman so completely drained me.
I relaxed, waiting for Hannah to stop and let my softening cock slither out of her merciless trap.
Instead, she kept grinding my poor dick against Fat Jim and contracting her inhumanly strong pussy until it had no other choice but to get hard again. Too bad I had zero cum in me. She could have rode it till the end of time, but I still wouldn’t be able to cum again.
I was so wrong.
She managed to pull out of me two more orgasms. Both times she followed me through the finish line, her loud moans and tightening grip marking the exact moments when she came.
Only then did she release my hands and cup my face, kissing me, our tongues waltzing inside the halls of our mouths.
That night, I never got to fuck her ass, and I couldn’t care less. Fat Jim and her cunt had their way with me. I would have gladly stayed between them forever if I could.
I knew that crazy night would stay with me for the rest of my life, no matter what happens with us in the future.
No wonder I woke up the next morning hopelessly in love with her.
To be continued…
