Katy gasped when she saw it, mouth dropping open a bit, eyes going liquid, filled with want and need. But she was having too much fun to stop.
"And then," she continued coyly. "I take a razor like so," she said, miming holding an imaginary razor in her hand, "and pull it up this lip, and then that lip, making sure I get a close shave."
I couldn't help it, I couldn't stop myself. Fisting my dick with one hand, I trailed the fingers of my other through her sweet snatch, catching that hot pussy juice on my digits, feeling her swollen, pulsing folds.
"Like this?" I breathed, our foreheads almost touching as we looked down at our dirty play, my big hand caressing that beautiful vagina. "Like this?"
She moaned, throwing her head back, panting.
"Yes, exactly like that," she managed through small gasps. "Exactly like that."
I chuckled deep in my throat. I wasn't the only one walking a tightrope, Katy wanted this as badly as I did and was ready for me to fuck her, there was no mistaking the hot cream on my hand, the way her clit was so big, so stiff, pulsing in the air as she spread herself for me. But I still hadn't had enough of our loveplay.
"And then what next?" I ground out, my eyes all over that luscious body. "Tell me what you do next."
And here, she got a saucy look in her eye.
"Well, I don't just shave my pussy, I shave … you know, in back."
My dick punched out once more at those words. She shaved her asshole? That illicit brown pucker was bare and winking, free of any hairs for me?
And Katy nodded, confirming.
"Yes, I shave back there but it's hard," she said, mock complaining, eyes dancing. "It's hard to reach around yourself and my hand gets all twisted, it's so awkward. And yesterday, I ran out of time with … well you know, Brent. So do you want to do it now, big boy? Wanna shave my anus, honey, all around my sweet spot?"
The mention of Brent's name jolted me rudely, bringing a slight nasty feeling, but fuck, the sex haze was so strong, so arousing, that I swallowed, forcing the bile down. Because I knew how to even the field.
"Baby," I ground out. "Brent took your pussy cherry, but I'm taking your ass," I rasped.
And instead of looking shocked or annoyed, Katy just smiled at me sweetly.
"It's yours," she promised. "See? There's enough of me to go around, you're good at sharing," she praised, making my chest puff out with pride. "But first," she murmured, "you've got to shave me."
And my dick spurted again on its own, pre-cum shooting out involuntarily, coating her leg, dripping down her calf.
"Oh!" mewled my girl, looking down. "Looks like your pole wants me, wants me bad."
"It does," I confirmed, breathing hard. "It does. But honey, yeah, I'll shave you first, it'd be my honor."
And in two seconds, I strode to the bathroom and was back, a razor in one hand plus a small cup of water and some shaving cream.
"Bend over," I commanded. "Put your hands on the bedpost and bend over."
This time, Katy shimmied out of her skirt, lifting her t-shirt over her head so that she was completely nude now, every pink bit winking, jiggling, before turning around and placing her small hands on the sturdy oak post, bending over and bumping her butt a bit, those big fleshy orbs jouncing up and down.
"Like this, Jase?" she breathed, coyly looking at me over her shoulder. "Like this?" And with another wiggle of her hips, she angled her legs wider so that she was bared from clit to asshole, everything so beautiful, nubile, wet and all for me.
And I couldn't help myself. With a deep groan, I pressed my face to her behind and licked all the way from bottom to top, drinking the cream, sucking her juice from her hole before finishing with a flick to her asshole with my tongue.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned, head dropping between her shoulders, knees growing weak and shivery. "Ohhhh!"
I chuckled deeply, massaging her haunches with big fists.
"Get ready baby girl, because I haven't even started," I growled, and with that, I spurted some shaving cream into my hand before bringing it to her luscious butt, massaging sensuously, in small circles around her back hole.
"Ohhh!" she moaned throatily again, eyes closed, hips wriggling a bit. "Oh!"
I chuckled.
"Baby, I haven't even touched that pucker yet, you think you can hold on?" I ground out. "Because here goes."
And with gentle hands, I slipped a finger to that dark star, gently stroking it, feeling the soft pleats tense under my hand before relaxing, the hole so tight, so arousing, begging me to touch more, to sample.
"Fuck, you're so small," I ground out. "Fuck."
Katy just mewled beneath me, eyes closed, big boobs pendulous and huge as they swung beneath her torso.
"Please," she panted. "Please, Jase, please."
"Please what?" I grunted, my eyes glued to her juicy ass, those big cheeks bountiful and white, highlighted by the brown pucker in the middle and the creamy slit down below. "Please this?" I asked, circling her anus once more before pressing my finger against it.
"Oh!" she whined, breathless, tossing her head back with ecstasy. "Yes!"
"Yes is right," I growled, "because I'm not even in yet. Come on baby, relax, let Daddy into your sweetness, let me feel you in back," I cajoled.
Katy tried to relax, taking deep breaths, breathing in and out heavily, exhaling with a gust.
"That's it," I growled. "Yeah, just like that," and with a little bit of worming, a bit of screwing into her center, I was able to pop through her tight sphincter and bury myself one knuckle up into that musty back door. The smell of her female essence surrounded us, so heavy and enticing that I inhaled deeply, losing myself in her spice, the unmistakable arousal that was the beautiful brunette.
And I began running my finger in and out, slowly at first, gently testing her back door before edging another finger in to join the first, stretching out that sweetness, preparing her for me.
"That's right, honey," I growled, pressing my lips to her ass. "I'm big and you're small back here, so I want to stretch you out, I want you to be ready for me."
And she mewled again, wordless, in the thralls of pleasure. Her ass contracted against my fingers before relaxing once more and I could tell Katy was consciously trying to let go, to let her body enjoy the sweet slide of my digits.
"That's it," I complimented again. "Give yourself up because it feels good, doesn't it, little butt slut? You've never been touched here before, never had a man slide his fingers deep into your anus."
And with that the girl's moans crescendoed into a full-on whine of pure ecstasy, unable to hold back anymore. Because Katy came full force then, her ass clamping around my fingers once, hard, before letting go in a shower of tremors, each more vivid than the last, her plump body shaking, shivering with each spasm.
"Oh god!" she shrieked, lifting that perfect profile to the skies, lips slightly parted, eyes squeezed shut with ecstasy. "Oh god!"
And I kissed her haunches as I tunneled my fingers in deep, the hefty flesh squeezing me again and again as she shattered, gasping and screaming, those big boobs swaying to and fro as she struggled to maintain her balance, gripping the headboard, elbows locked.
"Umph," I grunted, lapping her butt cheeks once more. "That's it baby girl, let it all out, let it all out."
And she threw her head back once more and shrieked again, loud, before dissolving into a series of small shudders.
"Oh god Jase, oh god oh god," she panted, head dropping between her shoulders, haunches quivering and jerking. "Oh god!"
And finally, things calmed a bit, her breathing growing more even, stilling, that sweet, sleek form glistening with a sheen of sweat. It was only then that the pretty brunette looked over her shoulder, shy despite what had happened, with my digits still locked deep in her body.
"Jason," she murmured. "That was amazing … but there's more right? I mean," and here she colored, "fingers don't count right?"
And my cock popped out like a fucking jack in the box, ready to take, to own, to control. Because Katy was right, a finger fucking doesn't count, and I was more than ready to do my duty.
CHAPTER SIX
Katy
It was so illicit, I could hardly believe what was happening. On the one hand, I'd given up my pussy cherry a mere twenty-four hours ago to Brent, a man I lived with. And now I was giving up my ass cherry to Jason, a man I'd adored for the last year. How did life get so complicated?
But the thing is that it wasn't complicated at all because somehow things felt right. I was confused at first, my emotions tugging me this way and that because I felt like I had to choose. I felt I could only have either Brent or Jason, and that being with both was something that only trashy girls did.