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Story: Mile High Addiction
“You like that?”
“It feels… different.”
He slid over the entrance again, pressing the ridged and veined underside of his cock against her.Again, sensation weakened her knees.
The thought had never even occurred to her that she could like anal play.Despite her close relationship with her vibrator, she’d never been bold enough to venture past her pussy.
Now insanely erotic, and God, yes, frightening thoughts tumbled through her head.
Could she…?
She shook her head to dispel the thought.Zach laughed as if he’d read her mind.
“What are you thinking of, naughty girl?”
“Umm… nothing,” she gasped as he increased his pace.
“Keep thinking those thoughts.Watching you blush all over makes me harder.”
She glanced around wildly, looking for something solid to hold on to.
“God, I love your ass.The way it cradles my cock.Look over your shoulder, baby, watch how great your ass looks.”
She glanced down over her shoulder and nearly lost her mind at the sight of Zach’s cock cradled between her butt cheeks.Her nipples tightened harder and her sex grew wetter, plumper with need.
His large hands gripped her hips, holding her steady as he pumped harder.The rough passes over her tight anus made her cry out.Unbelievably, she felt an orgasm creep closer.
“Oh!”
He pressed her forward until her nipples grazed the cool tiles with each thrust.Cold at her front, hot at her back.The contrasting sensations pulled her closer to the edge.
Zach’s ragged breathing told her he was close too.“Fuck, Peaches.This feels even better than I imagined.”
“Hmmm.”She couldn’t form coherent sentences any more than she could stop the climax that encroached.
Releasing her hips, he cupped her jaw with one hand, and with the other, he slid his fingers down her stomach to tease her clit.
The pressure on her jaw increased, forcing her mouth open.Still fucking her butt cheeks, he slowly slid two fingers inside her sweet heat and two in her mouth.
“Suck,” he instructed.
Too much.Way too much sensation tumbled her over the edge.As her cheeks hollowed from sucking his fingers, Bethany clamped her eyes shut and moaned her fiery hot release.
Several seconds later, Zach buried his face in her shoulder and shouted his own release as he spurted his hot semen all over her ass.
Strong arms banded around her as the showerheads jetted over them.When they could move without the aid of the shower wall, he grabbed another bottle, this time a shower gel.He washed her from head to toe, then washed himself before turning off the shower.She turned to grab a towel, presenting him with her back once more.
His groaned hiss made her freeze.
“Ah, Peaches, I can’t wait to show you my toy room in Marrakech.”
9
He was the most gorgeous man in the world.And he loved her ass.
Bethany suppressed an insanely elated giggle and looked up to find him watching her over the candle-lit dinner table.They were on their own private terrace high enough up to provide the utmost privacy.Paris twinkled below them, a carpet of lights and moving cars.Over Zach’s shoulder, the brilliantly lit iconic Eiffel Tower looked almost close enough to touch.
But it was the man who captivated her.
“It feels… different.”
He slid over the entrance again, pressing the ridged and veined underside of his cock against her.Again, sensation weakened her knees.
The thought had never even occurred to her that she could like anal play.Despite her close relationship with her vibrator, she’d never been bold enough to venture past her pussy.
Now insanely erotic, and God, yes, frightening thoughts tumbled through her head.
Could she…?
She shook her head to dispel the thought.Zach laughed as if he’d read her mind.
“What are you thinking of, naughty girl?”
“Umm… nothing,” she gasped as he increased his pace.
“Keep thinking those thoughts.Watching you blush all over makes me harder.”
She glanced around wildly, looking for something solid to hold on to.
“God, I love your ass.The way it cradles my cock.Look over your shoulder, baby, watch how great your ass looks.”
She glanced down over her shoulder and nearly lost her mind at the sight of Zach’s cock cradled between her butt cheeks.Her nipples tightened harder and her sex grew wetter, plumper with need.
His large hands gripped her hips, holding her steady as he pumped harder.The rough passes over her tight anus made her cry out.Unbelievably, she felt an orgasm creep closer.
“Oh!”
He pressed her forward until her nipples grazed the cool tiles with each thrust.Cold at her front, hot at her back.The contrasting sensations pulled her closer to the edge.
Zach’s ragged breathing told her he was close too.“Fuck, Peaches.This feels even better than I imagined.”
“Hmmm.”She couldn’t form coherent sentences any more than she could stop the climax that encroached.
Releasing her hips, he cupped her jaw with one hand, and with the other, he slid his fingers down her stomach to tease her clit.
The pressure on her jaw increased, forcing her mouth open.Still fucking her butt cheeks, he slowly slid two fingers inside her sweet heat and two in her mouth.
“Suck,” he instructed.
Too much.Way too much sensation tumbled her over the edge.As her cheeks hollowed from sucking his fingers, Bethany clamped her eyes shut and moaned her fiery hot release.
Several seconds later, Zach buried his face in her shoulder and shouted his own release as he spurted his hot semen all over her ass.
Strong arms banded around her as the showerheads jetted over them.When they could move without the aid of the shower wall, he grabbed another bottle, this time a shower gel.He washed her from head to toe, then washed himself before turning off the shower.She turned to grab a towel, presenting him with her back once more.
His groaned hiss made her freeze.
“Ah, Peaches, I can’t wait to show you my toy room in Marrakech.”
9
He was the most gorgeous man in the world.And he loved her ass.
Bethany suppressed an insanely elated giggle and looked up to find him watching her over the candle-lit dinner table.They were on their own private terrace high enough up to provide the utmost privacy.Paris twinkled below them, a carpet of lights and moving cars.Over Zach’s shoulder, the brilliantly lit iconic Eiffel Tower looked almost close enough to touch.
But it was the man who captivated her.
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