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High School Anal Virgin Part 3/3 [m/f] | 2016
“Did you bring the lube?” he asked. “It’s in my purse,” I responded, keeping my eyes trained straight ahead as I heard him rustling through my bag. I heard the cap pop open and moments later felt his fingers, cold and slippery, delicately circle my ass. He pushed one finger inside, then two. They slid in easily with the aid of the lube, but it was almost uncomfortably tight. “You like that?” he asked, slowly pulsing his two fingers back and forth. I pressed my face into the seat and arched my back to show my appreciation. “Yes.”
With his two fingers still deep inside my ass, he reached his other hand between my legs and started rubbing small circles over my swollen clit. I could feel that small tingling sensation start in my legs, but I willed it back as much as I could. I wanted to last forever.
C started to push in a third finger, but it was painfully tight. He stopped and got more lube while I waited impatiently with my ass in the air, craving his touch. I reached back and felt my pussy, dripping with arousal. He returned, this time having warmed the lube between his palms. It was unlike anything I’ve felt before – having his three fingers deep inside my ass. He pressed his weight on top of me, slowly and deeply pulsing his fingers inside of me. My right leg started to vibrate slightly, something that has never happened to me before. I felt painfully empty – I needed something to fill me up. “Please fuck me,” I whispered into the seat. He heard, of course.
“Where do you want me to fuck you?” he asked. I was suddenly struck with a perverse form of stage fright.
“Anywhere you want.”
I stayed perfectly still as C rummaged through his belongings to find a condom, my swollen pussy and lubed ass presented perfectly in his direction. He rolled on the condom and returned to me in no time at all. I felt the head of his cock press against my ass, and I held my breath in anticipation. But C didn’t push it in right away – he leaned over my body, pressing his chest against my back, pushing me a little into the seat. He pressed his cock into me harder, but the lube made the head of his cock slide up a little too high, so he was trying to press his cock into my actual ass. I reached my hand between my legs and repositioned his cock over my asshole, and he pushed a little harder. “Slowly, slowly,” I whispered.
C took his time, gently but persistently pressing his dick farther into my ass. He stopped after only a couple inches, letting me relax and adjust. It honestly didn’t hurt – it was a strange stretching feeling that I had never felt before, but it wasn’t painful. “More?” he asked. “Yes, please,” I responded.
I barely breathed as C painstakingly slid his full length into my ass. “Holy shit,” he groaned when he was all the way in, “you are so fucking tight.” I was almost disappointed by how anticlimactic it all felt for me, but then he started to pull out. I moaned so loud that he immediately stopped and asked if I was okay. “I’m fine,” I gasped, “it just feels really good.” And fuck, did it ever. C slowly pumped his cock inside my ass, moving probably only three inches at a time. My right leg started shaking again, and I swear I could feel my heartbeat in my pussy.
We usually fuck hard and rough, but this was different. C took it slowly, gently, repeatedly asking me if I liked what he was doing. It was a slow, sensual fuck, and I loved it.
After some time, C pulled out of my ass and told me to lie on my back. I spread my legs for him and watched his face as he slowly slid his cock back into my ass. He looked up and we held eye contact as he started to thrust, gently at first. “Come on, you can actually fuck me,” I said, smiling. He didn’t need to be told twice. He gripped my legs for leverage and started to pick up speed, the sound of his pelvis hitting my ass growing louder and louder. I tilted my head back and moaned, my voice shaken by the hard pounding he was giving me.
“Touch your pussy,” he gasped through jagged breaths. “Make yourself cum.” I slid both hands to my soaking wet pussy, one hand spreading my lips and the other vigorously rubbing my clit. We locked eyes again. The only sounds in the car were my small moans, his heavy breathing, and the slap of skin against skin.
When I felt the tingling start in my legs again, I didn’t try to quench it. I pushed for it, willed it to grow, and eventually felt it spread down my legs and into my feet. I involuntarily tried to clamp my legs together, but C was still between them, pounding my ass. He laughed when I finally stopped squirming, slowing his thrusts to a sensual pace. “I want to cum in your mouth,” he said. It wasn’t a question.
C pulled out and ripped off the condom, jerking himself off. “Feel your ass,” he ordered, so I brought a hand down to feel what he had done. I was stretched wide, covered in lube and my cum. I looked up at him and saw that he was about to cum, so I knelt between his legs and turned my face upwards, opening my mouth and sticking out my tongue. He moaned and came, shooting his load over my cheeks and eyelids, but mostly in my mouth. I swallowed and wiped the cum from my eyelids before opening my eyes. We smiled at each other for a moment, getting our breathing under control.
And then holy shit what a mess that car was.
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