“I don’t want to take your virginity. I can’t be with you. You should give that to someone who can.”
“You know how you put your fingers in my ass?”
“Yeah.”
I looked away. I could feel the flush creeping up my cheeks. “Do you think… what if we had sex that way? Like, in my butt.”
He swallowed. Hard. “I could… I’ve always wanted to, but…”
I looked in his eyes. “I could do that for you. Is that what you want?”
I started to grind against him.
“Not here,” he said, pushing. “I don’t want to hurt you. There are things we have to do.”
“Like what?”
“I’ll show you. She works all day tomorrow.”
***
I thought I dreamed it. I did, really. When I woke up the next morning I went about my business as if nothing happened. Lilly was already at work, and I thought Todd was in his office until I saw him pull up in the driveway in his car. My heart was pounding in my chest. Should I kiss him or something? Should I take off my clothes?
When he came for me I was on my bed. He knocked three times on the door.
“Come in,” I called.
I was just lying there in my sleeping clothes. He came in with a little bag from the drug store and dropped it on the bed. Then he sat down next to me. I sat up and waited.
“So,” I said.
He took the hem of my shirt and pulled it up. I lifted up my arms and let him slide it away, and then my arms fell to my sides. I watched him as he slid my bra straps down and reached around me, hugging me to his chest as he did it. I started unbuttoning his shirt, and then his pants.
He shifted onto the bed and pushed me down, and finished undressing me. He slid my shorts down, and then my underwear. I kept my legs pressed tightly together out of instinct. He caressed the spot just above my pussy with his finger while he leaned down and took my nipple in his mouth. He sucked hard, and tugged on my breast with his mouth.
My nipples went hard in an instant, and I let out a little moan. He was down to his boxers now. I reached in and pulled out his cock, feeling it in my hand as it hardened, getting bigger and bigger. I felt a twinge, a kind of itch in my butt, as I thought about what I’d agreed to.
“Do you want to put it in now?”
“Not yet,” he said.
“Should I suck you?”
“No, I want a turn. Spread your legs.”
I didn’t realize what he meant until my calves slid across the sheets and I was exposed to him. He shifted over on the bed and laid down between my legs, and I felt his breath on my skin. A shiver ran up my spine. I’d never been exposed like this to anyone before.
Then I felt his tongue.
The touch was quick, hot and wet. I squeaked and jerked and my legs closed around him. His hands slid under my butt, and I folded my arms across my chest, hugging myself as I felt his tongue again. He traced slowly all around my pussy before working his way between my folds, then up over my clit, then back down again.
I let out a soft sound. I was used to playing with myself in silence, keeping quiet so no one would hear my cries of pleasure. It made me strain and bit my lip as he lightly grazed my clit with his tongue, then worked it at my entrance, pressing it into my pussy. With his face buried in my sex, he looked up at me over my stomach and met my eyes.
My head fell back and he tongued me softly, working me up, then moved faster and faster, the tip of his tongue darting everywhere before he dragged the whole hard, wet thing over my clit and I jerked and squealed through my fingers.
“Like that, huh?”
“Yeah,” I said, breathless. “It’s good. You wanna do it now?”
“Do what?” he said, smirking.
“Put in my butt.”
He lifted up, moving over me. I looked down at his cock and my heart hammered in my chest. He was big. Very big. A little scary big.
“You’re a grown woman. You can say it.”
“Are you gonna fuck my ass, or not?”
“Turn over.”
I rolled over. His cock brushed my hip as I did. I flopped on my stomach and he pressed my legs together, sat down beside me, and grabbed his bag. He unpacked a little bottle of clear liquid and smoothed some onto his finger, and worked it between my butt cheeks.
“Ooch!” I yelped. “It’s cold.”
“It’ll warm up.”
He worked the slippery liquid all around my asshole before dipping his finger in. The feeling if his fingertip sliding easily into me was strange, and I liked it.
“What are you doing?”
“I need to lube you up,” he said, softly. “It can hurt if we don’t do it right.”
My stomach fluttered as I looked at his big cock. I thought about that.