Page 5 of Double Stuff


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I just watch as that tiny little hole swallowed my cock up, marveling at how her body accommodates the new dimensions. In the mirror, I see her forehead scrunched up, her lips parted as she pants for breath, and her hand still between her legs, working. It seemed like she was hurting, but she doesn’t want to stop - and I sure as hell am not going to argue.

Finally, she backs up fully onto me, my entire cock buried in her tight little hole, which looks obscenely stretched around my root. I feel her muscles clenching and rippling over my entire length, the heat of her ass making me burn. Gripping her hips, I very carefully pull out and then thrust back in, and she gasps.

"Too much?"

"No, keep going." Her voice is filled with determination, like she’s going to have me fuck her ass or die trying. How could I refuse her?

I keep the thrusts shallow, gentle, until I feel her start to move back against me. Her panting little breaths are coming faster as her ass eases its death grip on my cock. It’s still tight as fuck, but no longer a stranglehold. I groan as I start to move faster, unable to hold back as I watch her expression change in the mirror. Her ass bounces off of my groin, my balls slapping against her pussy, as we start to move together. She’s backing up onto my cock, the entry into her ass becoming an easier glide, and I can feel my balls starting to tighten again.

"Aw fuck..." Gripping her hips harder, I start really plowing into her. She whimpers and wriggles, but doesn’t ask me to stop. We’re going hot and hard, and I feel my balls starting to tingle when she suddenly cries out, her ass clamping down on me.

The squeeze makes my dick go off, spurts of cum forcing their way past the spasming ring of her anus. My knees are goingweak from the way her tight hole is milking me of cum, taking every last drop.

After filling Beth's ass up with cum, we both hop back into the shower and I get her off one more time with the showerhead. It only seems fair, considering she'd missed out on all the earlier fun. As soon as we are out of the shower, I pass the fuck out.

I wake up the next morning to find the girls gone, the room smelling of sex, and a little note on the coffee table thanking me for being such a good sport. I shake my head in disbelief. Too bad they'd dipped, I wouldn't have minded getting to know any one of them better, although that would have been pretty awkward, considering I'd fucked all of them.

I’m definitely buying a lottery ticket today though. If my luck is anything like it was last night, I'll hit the jackpot no problem.

THE END