Al's bulging cock-head vanished in her asshole.
Crystal gave a squawk of protest – but suddenly realized that it felt good.
Her trim little shit-slot was collaring his thick cock-shaft just behind the knob and her ass-ring began to flutter and ripple, opening slightly, as if the tight tunnel was preparing far his prick.
Al grunted as he looked down – a grunt of satisfaction. His cock-knob was the biggest part of his prick and if that fat slab would fit in her little asshole, he knew that the rest of his prick would sink in, too.
Crystal was wriggling around like a fish on a gaff, but she was no longer trying to crawl away from him. The idea of losing her ass-cherry was exciting.
And it even helped that it was Gunderson about to plunder her ass. Crystal would have been shy and embarrassed to let some handsome young guy up her shit-chute. Ass-fucking seemed sort of indelicate.
But with Gunderson, delicacy had never been a part of the arrangement.
She began to snuggle back.
Al hauled her by the hips and shoved his loins out. His cock began to sink into her ass, inch by inch. Her ass-ring spread to accommodate his thick fucker. Then, with a sudden lurch, he rammed it all in.
"Unghhh!" she panted, as she felt his thick cock fuck into her ass-guts.
His belly was jammed to the curve of her ass and his balls hung down in her groin. She rolled her hips, grinding her ass around on his gut-buster.
He held his cock buried and her pliable pussy passage molded to his cock, pulling and sucking, as if she were swallowing him in reverse, digesting his cock-meat from the wrong end. He moaned at the sensations, sagging down and heaving up on the end of his hard prick.
Crystal's virgin asshole gripped his reamer with a wanton enthusiasm. She felt pleasantly stuffed, as if she had just consumed a satisfying meal. It hurt a little, but that slight pain only served to embellish the thrill of having her ass full of cock-meat.
And although she had never been ass-fucked before, the young girl seemed to know just what to do. Her ass-guts were puffing and sucking, making him tremble.
It seemed to Gunderson that this nubile girl was giving him another blow-job, but from the back seat. Her ass was working just like her mouth always did, the two terminals of her alimentary interchangeable.
And his cum-load was going to wind, up in the same place, too – it was going into her belly, no matter which end he shot the stuff into.
With all of his prick buried, he even wondered if his cock-head might be sloshing around in the creamy cum-load the girl had drunk that morning from his prick.
Crystal, enthused now, began to move before Al did. She pulled her asshole up and shoved it back, fucking her ass on his immobile cock.
He grimaced as her snug asshole clutched and snatched on his hot cock-meat. Then he began to move with her, pulling back as she drew away, then ramming in as she fucked her ass back down his cock-lance.
Crystal wailed and squealed in delight, loving to feel that hot probe in her bowels. She felt transfixed, almost expecting his cock-head to come out of her mouth. She was gurgling and gasping just the way she did when he was ramming his prick down her gullet.
She rolled her ass, shoving back, winding her asshole onto his big fucker. He plunged in, fucking her ass with glee, his belly slapping on her ass-cheeks and his balls swinging into her cunt.
She grasped his balls again, stuffing them into her gaping gash and rubbing her clit against them. Cunt-milk drenched the hairy ball-sacs.
Creamy ribbons were slowly unwinding down her kneeling thighs.
Ass-fucking was fun! How happy Crystal was that she had made that welcome discovery. Her pneumatic pelvis swung and swayed, her hips jerked and jolted. Her knees bounced on the floor as he plowed his prick up into her ass-guts, packing the fudge in a randy rapture.
He yanked back, dragging out to the cockknob. Her ass-ring stretched out, clinging to his cock-shaft, distending down his cock so that he seemed to be puffing her asshole inside out on the backstroke.
Crystal shoved three fingers up her cunt-hole. As she finger-fucked her cunt, she could feel his cock throbbing in her other hole, through the delicate tissue of her taint. Her bunched fingers and his solid cock passed in her loins like trains in twin tunnels.
Crystal was starting to jiggle and undulate as the hot flashes of a cumming began.
Her nipples inflated like the valves of her tits and her clit swelled and pulsed. Her whole body was joining in. She felt as if she were going to come in her mouth and her asshole as well as her cunt, her body melting and becoming a pool of pussy juice.
"Shoot, Al – hose my ass!" she cried.
His prick sank in like a piledriver, plunging so deep that she felt sure he must be bumping her heart and lungs aside to make room, that his cock-head must be right in her belly, so that his jizz was going to spill out in the slimy puddle she had gulped down from her throat.
His prick flared, jolting her hipbones in their sockets, spreading her shit-chute out wide. He was balling her bowels to jelly. His cock was getting so hot now that she thought it would blister her ass.
"Take it, bitch! Take my jizz!" he croaked. His cock gave a mighty lurch and Crystal whimpered as she felt the hot enema of his cum spill into her ass-guts. Her clit went off violently and her cuff melted in her hand as his cock foamed into her ass.
He creamed off in her ass-guts as he did in her mouth, lots of cum spurting out abruptly and the end coming quickly. He jetted jizz in, hosed her with his cum, then stopped squirting off as suddenly as he had begun.
The last of his cum-load trickled into her bowels and he slumped over her, panting heavily.
For a moment she thought that they might be stuck together, like mating dogs – that someone might have to come in and toss a pail of cold water over them.
She kept on squirming, frigging her fuck-hole off, sliding her shitter up and down on his spent cock. It was beginning to sag and shrink in her ass-guts.
Al pulled back and his prick came out a lot easier than it had gone in.
The soiled cock-meat stood out level with the floor for a moment, then collapsed down his leg. Cum and ass-juice dripped from the cock-knob.
Globs of cock-spume oozed from her shit-slot and ran down the crack of her ass, joining with her cunt-cum in her swampy groin.
Crystal twisted around and smiled at him, her face radiant with a well-buggered glow. He peered at her in awe. She giggled at his expression. Now that she owed him no rent, she was more self-confident and bold.
And she was still randy, too.
It was quite understandable. She had a bellyful of cum delivered from both ends and her cunt had been well sucked off, but Crystal still hadn't been properly fucked.
Now, she eyed his cock and balls more speculatively.
Gunderson had always been a one-shot guy when she sucked him off, losing interest immediately after he had shot his wad, and it looked as if it was the same now.
His blunt cock was drooping down, limp as a noodle, and his balls were like empty husks. But Crystal, more desperate for a cuntful than ever now – the ass-fucking having been more like wet foreplay than conclusive – figured it could do no harm to see if she could stiffen his cock up again.
She lowered her face and, chin on the carpet, slid up to him. His prick was hanging down and she turned her face up and let the prick-knob just drop into her mouth.
She sucked, finding the flavor of cock-meat that had just been cumming in an asshole delectable.
Crystal would have gladly sucked on that soiled prick for as long as it took to get him hard again. But Gunderson, true to his nature, hid lost all interest in sex as soon as he emptied his cum-bags. After she had nibbled on his prick for a moment, he plucked it from her lips.
She gazed up at him, annoyed and hurt. But he had even less respect for her now than he'd had before, figuring that only a real tramp would take it up the ass.
He walked out without even saying goodbye.
And Al had made a big mistake.
If he had let Crystal keep on mouthing his soiled cock, she would have eventually sucked all the incriminating ass-juice from his cock and lapped all the cunt-cum from his balls, leaving him polished and clean as a bathed babe.
By leaving, he retained the evidence of his guilt…
If Hilda had been a cop, she would have loved to stop innocent motorists for spot checks, to see if they might have been drinking. If she had been a football coach, she would have approved of random drug testing. But she was neither of those – she was only Al's sister.
And as soon as he came in, because he looked both smug and guilty, she gave his prick an unscheduled sniff. She blinked and sniffed again. His cock-head was highly spiced and aromatic from Crystal's shitter and his balls were drenched with her cunt-cum.
Hilda identified those aromas.
"I ain't been screwin', Sis," he croaked.
But although that was true, as far as it went, it was lost on his sister. In her subtle, delicate fashion, she got right to the heart of the matter.
"So you like assholes, do you?" she snarled.
Al was struck dumb by dread. She seized him and dragged him onto the bed. Then she heaved one huge haunch up and yanked his head to her rump.
"You want ass, you got ass, shit-head!" she growled, whipping her big ass into his face.
Whimpering, Al began to rim and ream her asshole.
"Yeah – suck my shitter, you pervert!" she hissed. "Eat my asshole, asshole!"
Al did as he was told.
And all in all, his punishment could have been worse, he figured – although, three hours later, when he was still stuck on her butt, he began to wonder…
Crystal had knelt on all fours, looking after Gunderson as he departed. She had stayed as she was for a few minutes, hoping that he might change his mind and return.
But then it struck her as absurd that she should be waiting for him, that she should have any interest in him at all.
She decided that she wasn't ever going to stop by and suck him off, after all.
But she sure was horny!
She worked a finger into her asshole, then brought it to her lips, tasting the rare flavor of cum that had been soaked in a hot shit-hole.
But it only made her hornier.
After a while, with a wistful sigh, the blonde girl got qp and put her clothing back on. She finished packing and closed the suitcase. She looked around the sordid tenement room, glad to see the last of it.
Then she left.
As she passed the door of the landlord's apartment, she paused, hearing mysterious sounds – slurping and squishing and gulping noises.
But she shrugged, not interested.
She went on out and headed for her new home.
Crystal was thinking that she would have to find herself a boyfriend soon – preferably one who looked a lot like Robert Redford.
But for tonight, her first night in her new room, she thought that she would have to settle for another hand-job, as unsatisfactory as that might be.