Finally she was on her knees again, head and shoulders down on the mattress, her knees wide apart and her ass curving up to present the puckered greased hole between her ass-cheeks.
Ryan's heart pounded with excitement. He clenched his teeth as he brought his cock-head to the dark ring of her asshole. It looked impossible. How could he possibly get that huge knob in that tiny hole? He was afraid he'd rip her apart. Or at least hurt her bad enough so that she'd never want to do it again.
But the urge to fuck her ass was too strong to resist. His cockhead touched her asshole. He pressed. He pushed.
"Easy, honey!"
"I'm doing it slowly, Mom!"
"Just take it easy! Just a little bit at a time!" He pushed again. The tip of his prick against her asshole. Inside just a fraction of an inch. Her asshole slowly opened as he continued pushing. More of his cock-head pressed in, then half the knob, three-quarters, then the rim of his cock-head suddenly popped inside her asshole and a deep groan came out of her throat.
He stopped moving.
She made him hold it there, just his cock-head inside her shitter. He wanted to cry out, to shout. He had his cock in her ass. He was fucking her ass. Just his knob in there, but he was fucking her ass.
Then she said it was all right to move again and he gave her another inch. Once more he stopped and rested. Now she had almost three inches of his cock in her ass. He gazed down at his prick, mesmerized by the sight of his cockshaft sticking out of her ass. Her asshole was stretched into a dark round mouth sucking on his prick.
Then finally she told him to move again. Slowly. Slowly. This time she didn't stop him. She let him go all the way. Down to the hilt. All of his cock up her ass, until his balls pressed against her cunt-lips and his cock-shaft was no longer visible.
"Hold it there, darling! God, you're so big!" He was so huge. But the initial pain hadn't been as bad as she'd feared. Maybe it was because she was so hot for it. She could feel her asshole relaxing all the way now. There was hardly any discomfort now, just the pressure of it, the glorious feeling of having her asshole stretched wide and her shit-tube stuffed with his hot prick.
"Now, honey! Go on, fuck me! Do it slowly, but keep moving!"
She was in heaven. She would train him. Before long he'd be fucking her ass like an expert lover. She'd have his wonderful cock fucking her ass any time she wanted it. Fucking her ass, stretching her asshole, packing her shit. She giggled to herself at the crudeness of her thoughts. Well, that's what it was. His cock was in there so big and hard, she could feel it in her throat.
He started making noises, snorting and grunting, his cock continually sliding in and out of her wide-open ass. She didn't expect him to last. Not the first time. She quickly found her clit and began rubbing it to get off before he did.
Then he was coming, the jism spurting out of his cock like hot lava, jetting in her shit-tube, his balls slapping against her cunt as he made thrusting movements in her ass. She brought herself off at the same time, her cunt spasming, her asshole contracting around his cock, squeezing his cock, sucking on it even as he continued dumping his load.
They slept together that night, and the next morning he was at her again. He wanted to fuck her ass all over again. She was still a little sore, but she was just as hot for it as he was. This time she showed him how to do it the other way. She lay on her back, pulled her knees all the way up to her tits and showed him he could get his cock in her ass by getting on top of her. He was amazed because he hadn't known it could be done this way. He had so much to learn.
Then the telephone rang. He still had his cock in her ass. She picked the phone up and brought it to her ear.
Of all people, it was Ashley Tyler. Her friend Ashley Tyler was in town from Denver. Could Jennifer possibly put her up awhile? Jennifer said she'd be delighted. She hadn't seen Ashley in such a long time. Five years?
"You sound like you're doing exercise or something," Ashley said.
Jennifer chuckled, her hips squirming a bit as Ryan continued fucking her ass. "Well, I suppose it's something like that…"
Ashley Tyler was a lanky blonde with short hair and a firm athletic body. She and Jennifer had been roommates at college and they had continued their friendship over the years. Jennifer was always a little in awe of Ashley. The blonde was so competent, so wise in the ways of the world.
"I'm bushed," Ashley said. Her luggage had been brought in from the taxi and now she sat in the living room sipping Coke out of a can. She wore shorts and a thin cotton tee-shirt that showed the points of her small tits. She was restless, always moving her body, crossing and uncrossing her long legs. She smiled as she told Jennifer how good she looked.
"And you too," Ashley said to Ryan. "The last time I was here, you were a baby. I think you were twelve. Well, you're not twelve any more, are you?"
They brought Ashley's things into the spare bedroom.
"You're a doll for putting me up," Ashley said to Jennifer. Ashley began unpacking, and within a few minutes her clothes were hanging on every available support in her room. The bedroom had an adjoining bathroom that would be used only by Ashley, and before long the bathroom was also cluttered with Ashley's things.
As she always had, Jennifer marveled at Ashley. The blonde dominated everything around her. She lived in a state of high excitement, all day long and every day in the week.
"I'm going to Europe soon," Ashley said. "I've got to get away again, got to get far away."
Jennifer had no idea what it was that Ashley had to get away from. The blonde talked breathlessly, her body constantly moving as she distributed her things around her new living quarters.
Jennifer was happy to have Ashley in the house. There was nothing as comforting as a good friend. They'd always had such tremendous rapport. And more than just on one level. The friendship had turned physical more than once. First in college in the room they shared, and then later on occasions when they saw each other. Jennifer had the memories, hot memories of Ashley making love to her. The memories were nice, oh so nice. Ashley had been the only woman to ever get that close to Jennifer. And now the memories were back.
Ashley was amused at how much Ryan had grown. They had a light lunch, all three of them, sandwiches and beer. Ashley's eyes kept returning to Ryan. Amused eyes. Ryan seemed to enjoy the attention. He didn't say much. He seemed as awed by Ashley as Jennifer was Jennifer wondered if Ryan liked Ashley, really liked her. She hoped he did. Then she thought, yes, he does like her. Ashley was so stunning. How could he not like her? Ashley smiled at Jennifer. "Well, you've got a man in the house now."
Jennifer, of course, was on edge about what had been going on between her and Ryan. Suppose Ashley found out? Jennifer was terrified that Ashley would discover her secret, her affair with her own son. She resolved not to go near Ryan as long as Ashley was visiting them.
But apart from the problem with Ryan, it was so marvelous to have Ashley with her. Jennifer had never had many close friends, and those she had, she cherished. She loved Ashley's energy. The blonde's excitement about life was contagious.
The first moment that Jennifer had alone with Ryan, she told him they would have to cool it while Ashley was their guest.
"We can't take a chance," Jennifer said. Ryan understood. They kissed each other. She felt his cock pressing against her belly and she suddenly wanted him. She was tempted to suck him off, just a quick blowjob, just a few minutes with that wonderful cock in her mouth. But she controlled herself. It was really too dangerous and she let the moment pass.
Ryan did seem to like Ashley. After a few days, Jennifer was convinced of it. She suspected Ryan was even getting a crush on Ashley. Jennifer saw the way the boy looked at the blonde. Ashley was usually in shorts and a tee-shirt, but she always managed to look seductive. During the day, Ashley wasn't in the house much. Jennifer had her job and Ashley had a number of acquaintances in town that kept her busy.
Jennifer wondered what Ryan actually thought about Ashley. Did the blonde, turn him on? Did he jerk off sometimes thinking about Ashley? Once again, Jennifer was tempted to do something with him, to fuck him, but she held herself back. She couldn't risk it. No matter how much she needed it, she couldn't risk it.
She thought about Ashley all day long in the office. The times they'd had together. The times in bed. Ashley was always the aggressor. Jennifer was aggressive and always dominant with other people, but with Ashley she was somehow always something else. Maybe that was why she adored Ashley. The blonde knew how to get to her and not many people did.
Jennifer had vivid memories of the last time. It was five years ago but it seemed like last week. Ashley was so strikingly beautiful in the nude. Those darling little tits. Her small girlish ass. She had blonde hair on her pussy, but only a narrow patch that hardly hid her slit. And the way she made love. Jennifer quivered as she remembered Ashley's mouth. She remembered coming like crazy under Ashley's hungry mouth. She wouldn't mind it again. Ashley was exquisite and Jennifer told herself she wouldn't mind having her blonde friend make love to her again.
One evening when Ashley had been in the house about a week, the two women had a long talk. Ryan was out with his friends and not expected home until past midnight. This was the first time Ashley and Jennifer had the entire evening to themselves.
Ashley talked about herself as they drank white wine. As usual, she was as frank as anyone could be about the details of her life. Jennifer sipped the wine and adored Ashley more than ever. Her eyes kept returning again and again to the shape of Ashley's tits revealed by her tee-shirt. Ashley never wore a bra and there was always something to look at.
Then Ashley started talking about her sex life. Before long she revealed to Jennifer that she now considered herself a confirmed bisexual. She made it with both men and women, according to her mood. She said she was turned on so easily, there always seemed to be someone pulling her into bed. These days women more than men.
"I guess I've come out," Ashley said. In the past she'd hidden her occasional involvements with women. Now she accepted women lovers as an important part of her emotional life.
Jennifer listened and she began to be troubled. She did not think of herself as a lesbian. Ashley turned her on, but that didn't mean she was like Ashley. Men were still more exciting for her.
But Ashley was something else. Completely delicious. Jennifer had an urge to uncover Ashley's little tits and chomp on her nipples. If she had any real interest in women, it was only because Ashley was so beautiful. Jennifer wanted to see Ashley's nipples again. But she held herself back. With Ashley she was always so passive.
Ashley left the living room a moment to get another bottle of wine out of the refrigerator. When the blonde returned, she had the wine, all right, but she had also removed her tee-shirt.
Ashley was now stripped to the waist, wearing only her shorts, her pink-nippled tits bobbing as she walked. "You don't mind, do you? I'm more comfortable like this."
Jennifer's wish had been granted. Ashley's tits were bare and Jennifer was more excited than ever. "I don't mind."
"I don't have much to look at, anyway."
"You know I like them."