So without further ado, it happened.
“Sweetheart, Daddy’s gonna break your other cherry right now. You ready for that? You think you can do it?”
And of course, Laney was ready. That big butt bumped and jumped around my finger, rectal walls clamping tight.
“Yes, yes,” was her breathy cry. “Yes, give it to me.”
Shit, good thing we were in the dark because if she knew the size of my monster, she’d never volunteer her asshole. But ignorance is bliss because I pressed my monster against that brownie, insistently working myself in.
“Oh sweetheart,” was my deep rasp. “Oh fuck you’re so tight.”
Laney didn’t answer, merely wiggling her ass, trying to help.
“Unnnh,” came her breathy moan. “Oh unnnh.”
And the little butt slut did it. Aw fuck, in one swift stroke I had ten inches up that beautiful backside, my meat clamped between those ass cheeks. Fuck fuck fuck, this was unreal. I hadn’t planned on this at all. Pussy sex, popping that cunt cherry yes. But taking her anal cherry too? No way, never in a million years.
But that’s the thing about Laney. She takes you by surprise, grabbing my balls and squeezing with those tiny fingers. Because here I was, deep in that beautiful butt, dick about to explode. And shit, but after only a couple strokes it happened. Like a fifteen year-old during his first sexual experience, the cum came boiling out of my balls, releasing into her interior.
“Aw fuck!” was my impassioned roar, seizing those hips tight as I drilled deep inside. “Fuck fuck fuck!”
“Oh god!” she screamed in return, asshole clamping around my meat. “Oh god, oh god!”
And shit, but reams of sperm poured into that tiny anus, overfilling it, the spunk goopy and hot. Laney screamed again, those rectal spasms drawling my semen in deeper, swallowing dick and cum like a pro.
But my horny slut wanted more than that. Because even in the middle of the ecstasy, she panted, begging me over her shoulder.
“Into my puss,” was her ragged cry. “Please Mr. Evercore. Put it in my puss, I want that semen deep inside.”
And mid-lash, I did it. I pulled out that hot hose and plunged right back into her pussy. Oh fuck yeah, it was so tight and hot, wet and goopy. My sperm blasted all over again, drenching her pussy with seed.
“Oh yes,” she moaned, eyes closed as her cunt soaked it all up. “Oh yeah.”
But I’m a dirty mofo. Two holes is my thing, and I’d already had a taste of her ass. So pumping a couple more times, I pulled out once more and pushed into her asshole again. That’s right, I rotated between the two, trashing both her sweet spots, branding them with my cum.
“Shit,” was my growling roar. “Shit you’re so fucking tight every which way.”
And the girl mewled again, butt invaded so good.
“Yes!” was her breathy cry. “Yes, yes!”
And that’s how I took Laney’s virginity. It was only supposed to be one way at the beginning. I was gonna seduce her for sure, laying the groundwork to get into that hot body.
But that’s the thing about my girl. She takes you by surprise. Not only in offering her ass and handling the deep anal drill like a pro, but in every way possible. The breathy moans, the pleas for more. That curvy form’s ability to accept monster cock, pulsing and creaming.
Because I drilled her good, my sperm boiling into both her holes as she clamped and spasmed, enjoying her first taste of dick. And because of that, I knew Laney was right for me. Because what girl gives her your ass and pussy cherries in one go? What girl opens her heart, confiding her fears before turning into a super slut in the blink of my eye?
My girl.
My sweet brunette.
And now that I’d had a taste … she was mine for keeps.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Laney
Oh god.
I was at my apartment. How I had gotten home was still a blur to me. Everything after the pantry was nothing more than a haze. I just couldn’t believe it. I had sex with Mason Evercore. Like real sex, not just pussy-licking.
And not just straight sex.
But back door too.
Oh my god.
I wasn’t a virgin anymore. Not by a long shot. Because what girl goes and gives it up like that, begging a man to take her ass? What innocent breaks her own hymen on a man’s cock?
And yet, I’d liked it. No, I hadn’t just liked it – I’d loved it. Mmm, it was so good.
Even now, hours later, my skin tingled with the aftermath.
Oh god.
When would I see Mason again?
Suddenly, my phone went off, the ding! shaking me from my trance.
Mind still foggy, I picked up the cell, staring into the screen blankly.
Damn.
It was a text from Jim.
Suddenly, realization hit me.
Our date was tonight.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I’d completely forgotten! And now it was too late to cancel. Shit, shit, shit.