Page 32 of Husband to Go
“I think I know what you want,” is my growl.
I run my hand down her torso, reaching the hem of her dress. The skin on the inside of her thigh is soft. I finger the hem of her panties, sliding my middle finger along the fabric before letting the material snap back against her pussy.
“Turn around,” I rumble. Kylie does what I say, slowly reorienting herself. Her hands flatten on the white tile wall as I flip her dress over her ass. I still haven’t gotten tired of looking at that generous peach, full and white. I’ve never been one to stay interested in one person for a long time, but all Kylie has done is be herself, and I can’t get her off my mind.
I roll her panties down, letting them fall to the ground. Her body moves with each breath she takes. The way she responds when I touch her, when I’m around her, charges me with electricity. I know she’s responsive only to me, and the possession makes me fierce.
I wet my fingers before running them along the crease of her ass. They slide between her cheeks to tease her bottom hole, and she arches her back at the slight touch, moaning. Her moans crescendo when my fingers go inside her, but then I get an idea.
“Sweetheart, I want you to stretch yourself out for me.”
“What?” she gasps, her head turning back to look at me over one shoulder with shocked eyes. I nod.
“Yes, baby girl. Just try. Put your fingers in your ass one by one and get yourself ready for me.”
“But –?” she gasps.
“Because that’s what I want,” I say with finality. “Do it sweetheart. Trust me, I think you might like it.”
Her breasts trembling, she reaches one hand back, but I stop her.
“Lube yourself up first, sweetheart.”
She obediently sucks one finger into her mouth, but then I push her hand towards her pussy.
“Lube yourself up here, baby girl. There’s plenty of fluid, and your juices are sticky and just right.”
Moaning, Kylie’s head drops from the dirtiness. But obediently, she reaches to her pussy hole and gently thrusts in, getting her fingers sticky and moist with female cum.
“Now,” I say, watching with avid eyes. “Push one finger into your bottom slowly. It’ll feel good, I promise.”
She mewls a bit but then she obeys. Her middle finger inches to her pleats, stroking around those sensitive ridges as she gasps. Then the tip edges inside and her bottom hole contracts from the penetration.
“Good job, baby girl,” I growl. By now, I have my cock out and I’m massaging the shaft up and down with my hand. There’s so much pre-cum that the sound is slick and wet as she pumps her bottom experimentally.
“Just like that,” I croon, running my free hand up one firm white thigh before squeezing. “Now try another finger.”
She mewls in protest, but soon enough, a second finger joins the first, and she’s pumping her own asshole with two digits, the tight ring of muscle getting used to the stretch.
“Scissor your fingers,” I command, my voice raspy as I take in this dirty sight. “It’ll get you loosened up that much faster.”
Kylie doesn’t move for a second, stunned by the dirtiness, but sure enough, I see her begin to spread her fingers, moaning musically as her breasts heave. Oh fuck, how did I get so lucky? I have a beautiful young woman offering her ass to me, and even prepping it for my dominance.
I can’t wait any longer and pull her fingers out of her butt with a sharp sucking sound. Her asshole blinks and winks with surprise, gleaming with wet fluids and Kylie moans, bumping her hips up and down.
“I know you want it,” is my groan, angling my glans towards her. Sure enough, in the next moment, I’m easing my huge shaft into her tiny butt. I let out a low groan. Her anal walls squeeze me tight, and the semen’s already churning in my balls. Kylie’s hands clench into fists, pushing against the wall as she takes my penetration so good. She’s gotten better at keeping relaxed, and I’m able to enter her with more ease, but, fuck, she’s sosmallstill.
“Tanner, take me,” she pants. Good, my little girl likes it dirty. Slowly, I begin to ramp up the pace, pushing forwards and then pulling out. Her tiny ring of muscle drags along my length every time I exit, as if begging me not to go.
My muscles throb as I swallow, trying not to blow up too quickly. Kylie feels so amazing, and she’s driving me crazy.
“Don’t stop, please, don’t stop!” the girl cries. I keep going, my jaw clenched, not letting up. One of her hands moves from the wall down to her clit. She rubs herself vigorously and starts moaning incoherently, her body shivering under mine.
“Oh Tanner!” she cries out as every muscle in her body seems to clench for a moment before dissolving in a series of tremors. Her ass clamps and jerks around me, milking me for every drop of seed. I fall off the edge right after her, soaking her anal chamber with my semen while losing a piece of my mind.
“Yes baby,” I rasp harshly in reply. “Fuuuck.”
My orgasm is so long, I lose track of everything except for the feel of her skin on mine. Pressed into her, I feel connected and intertwined, as if we were meant to be. Can that be possible?