Chapter 10
Hurrying down to the dining room, Gail found Rona standing near the door. It was obvious from the way Rona was dressed she had no intention of staying around for dinner.
"Hi," Rona said, seeing her. "Make up your mind, yet?"
"You bet!" Gail nodded. "Let's get out of here."
"Now you're talking," Rona nodded. "Where exactly do you live?" Gail gave her the address and Rona nodded, saying, "That's not too far from me. I'll bet we even shop in the same places."
The two women hurried out of the hotel, each carrying a single valise, and Rona handed a ticket to the doorman, asking that her car be brought around.
"Perhaps we do shop in the same places," Gail nodded, and quickly rattled off the names of a half dozen stores where she shopped.
Rona admitted to having shopped in four of the six places named, including Sam's shoe-repair shop.
"So you know Sam, too?" Gail asked, suddenly apprehensive.
"Well, I did know him in the biblical sense, a long time ago," Rona admitted. "He has to have the most fabulous . . . well . . . maybe I'd better not say it."
"I know what you mean," Gail nodded.
"You, too?" Rona asked. "Gosh, he sure gets around. I'll tell you something. Sam and I were intimate, but we never really felt love for one another. I always thought of him as one terrific catch. I envy the woman who gets him."
And in Gail's apartment, at that very moment, both Sam and Lisa prepared to spend the night together, totally unaware Gail was coming home. Lisa had wanted to hop into bed right away, but Sam, knowing how much more enjoyable something was when anticipated a little first, insisted they eat something, and then perhaps go out and bowl a little. After all, they had the whole night, didn't they?
So the two left the apartment and went to a little out-of-the-way restaurant where they had Italian food. Afterward, they went bowling in the next village, where no one knew them. And by ten-thirty, they were back in the apartment.
"Hey," Sam said, slipping out of his clothing as Lisa doffed her own things, "How about we try a little different thing, tonight?"
"Terrific," Lisa nodded, knowing now, variety in sex was as important as it was in eating. "What've you got in mind?"
"I'd like to fuck you in the ass," he told her.
"What?" Lisa asked, a little stunned.
"I'd like to fuck you in the ass," Sam repeated. "I mean, in addition to fucking your pussy afterward. It's a lot of fun. I tried it once. The chick really dug it."
"Well, I don't know," Lisa insisted. "I mean, you really have one thick cock."
"Come on," Sam urged. "It'll be fun."
"Really?" Lisa asked, still a little uncertain.
"It's lots of fun," Sam insisted, his voice quiet but determined.
Lisa let the idea sink in, and the more she thought about it, the more she had to admit she liked it. It had never occurred to her a man might want to fuck her, that way. She felt a droplet of perspiration trickle down her spine.
"Hey," Sam assured her, "if it's done right, you can't be hurt. All you can do is enjoy it. And the one chick with whom I did it, had an ass-climax."
"Are you telling the truth, Sam?"
"Honest," he assured her. "Don't be scared."
"I'm not scared," her girlish voice replied.
Scared? Heck! The more she thought about the idea of being assf ucked, the wetter her hot loins were as the oils seeped from between her tight pussylips and drenched her thighs.
"I'll go nice and slow," Sam assured her. "If you feel anything that bothers you, tell me and I'll yank my cock right out."
"You won't hurt me, Sam," Lisa whispered. "I just know it. And if it makes you happy, I know it'll make me happy."
The shoe-repair man smiled at her as they climbed into bed together from opposite sides. It never occurred to Lisa there might be any pain connected to being ass fucked. She remembered how Sam's cock had stretched her vagina, but most of the pain there had resulted from the breaking of her hymen. She was certain he'd be able to stretch her ass with only the littlest bit of discomfort, and once her ass became used to it, she was certain she'd enjoy being fucked there as well as in her tight pussy.
Lisa's slender, youthful body was filled with a mounting desire. The only apprehension lay in the knowledge this was the first time, and her asshole would be unnaturally stretched. After all, Sam had an immensely thick whang. Yet she was certain she'd be able to take it.
"I think we should use this the first time," Sam told her, reaching for a jar of cold cream on the night table between the two beds. Gail often left it there so she was able to rub it on her face just before retiring.
Lisa shuddered with anticipation as he screwed the top off the jar. She knew the cold cream was greasy, but it had never occurred to her to use it this way.
Sam put the open jar back on the night table, then he turned his attention to the tender, precious young girl in bed with him. Anticipation had made his appetite that much keener, and now that he was about to get his wish, and fuck her in the ass, he felt even more aroused. He slammed his mouth against that of the young girl, and Lisa, anxious for his kisses, and even more anxious than he for body contact, met his mouth with parted lips, sucking his lingual digit into the burning depths of her own hungry mouth. Each tasted the food the other had eaten, earlier. In gentle, tickling, wispy movements their tongues touched and pressed together, fencing back and forth, enjoying a preliminary thrill of teasing and being teased, eventually changing to hard attacks and spiraling, spinning motions, running from one mouth to the other as their desire and need for each other became overpowering. When their mouths did eventually come apart, each reluctantly giving up the taste of the other's tongue, they were aware of one another's hunger.
In spite of all she had learned about cunt lapping, cocksucking, and fucking, in addition to kissing, Lisa was still a naive, innocent young girl. Though she knew fucking was the way babies were made, it never once occurred to her this was something she wasn't supposed to do. After all, if her mother indulged in it, how wrong was it? And since her mother did it with Sam, the same man with whom she was doing it, it was definitely all right. She was anxious and eager to make up for all the lonely years she had known by making love to, and being loved by, Sam. Maybe one day in the future, if she found some other man, or even a boy whom she liked a lot, she might let him do things like this with her. But she decided this was only fun with a male she liked.
"Hey," Sam said, breaking into her reverie while chewing on her earlobe, "I don't want you backing out at the last second, now."
"Hey, don't worry," Lisa assured him, pressing her lithe, lean, small-breasted body against his, feeling the hairs on his chest tickle her. "But the idea of coming while your cock is in my ass. I mean, I know you can come, but I really wonder if Til be able to come that way."
"Hey, you're one hot little item," Sam assured her. "If anyone can have a rectal orgasm, it's you." And now his teeth bit even more firmly into her earlobe, aimost-not quite-causing her pain.
Sam's hands were all over her girlish body, heatedly massaging her growing nipples, squeezing and pulling on them while pressing the slightly rounded flesh of her small breasts. He was gripping them almost brutally, and Lisa gasped, loving this tiny show of near-brutality. She shuddered and hummed, turning and arching her buttocks against the front of his thighs, spoon fashion, while enjoying the tickling the hair on his chest caused against her soft back. She pressed her firm, young breasts into the flat palms of his hands, and the way he squeezed them made Lisa think her breasts were even larger . . . something like her mother's. One of his hands drifted down to her crotch area and pressed there, pushing her buttocks against the throbbing length of his hard cock, and she gasped with delight, feeling it stab between her thighs. The topmost part of the staff rubbed between her leaking cuntlips.
His fingers gripped her extended nipples and tugged solidly on them, moving them back and forth, and Lisa sighed, feeling wonderful pleasure-blasts shudder through her entire body. Sam continually fingered the eraser-like extensions, causing the long, swollen, aching buds of female flesh to throb with desire, letting him know she wanted more.
It was Lisa's turn to become involved in the doing, and she brought her own hands into play, half-turning toward him, reaching for his crotch. She wrapped her slender fingers around his stiff, swollen cock. God! It felt bigger than ever, and from the way lubrication was dripping from the narrow slit in its tip, Lisa realized how anxious Sam was to continue their love-play.
Sam, thrilling to the way the young girl gripped his hard cock, thought of the way Gail squeezed his prick, and saw similarities in the way both, mother and daughter, handled his swollen pud. Christ! Wouldn't it be something to make it with mother and daughter at the same time? These were the two most fabulous females he had ever known. Hell! When Gail got back, he intended proposing to her.
Rona drove silently, and Gail was equally silent, alone with her thoughts. How foolish she had been to think of Sam as nothing more than someone to toy with until a man like Sidlander made his move. Thank goodness she had seen the light. Hell! Men and women continued making love into their eighties and nineties. If she and Sam had nothing else, they'd have one another.
And then Gail realized, Sam had never openly told her he loved her. What if he didn't? What if she had misread the looks in his eyes and on his face? What if she was as much of a plaything to him as she had thought him to be to her?
Faster, she thought, looking at Rona. Move faster, and get me home. I'll find Sam no matter where he is.
"I'm going to make love to your pretty little butt," Sam murmured to Lisa.
"Mmmmm . . . good!" Lisa nodded.
His body had been pressed tightly to hers, and he trembled when he heard her assent. When her hand, still gripping his pulsing whang, began tugging up and down, he gasped a little bit. The idea of fucking his prong into this pretty little girl's small, round, tight ass seemed more delectable than the idea of fucking any other female in any other way.
"Come on," Lisa whispered. "Don't wait! Do it now! Put that wonderful cock in my ass. I want to be fucked there right now! Come on, Sam, do it! Fuck your cock into my ass."
That was all Sam needed to hear. He tossed back the covers, exposing her pretty derriere, and at the same time Lisa reached out and took the jar of cold cream from the night table. She dipped her fingers into the open jar and took out a large white gob, then smeared it all over his throbbing penis, coating it from crown to root, even covering his testicles. Then she handed Sam the jar and lay flat on her stomach.
Sam stared down at the girl's luscious caboose, gazing at the marble-glistening globes that rose to meet him as Lisa propped herself up on her hands and knees. Sam got to his knees behind the young girl, and in that position he was able to reach out and run his hand over the smooth creaminess of her arched, pulled flesh.
Lisa felt wild, uncontrollable shudders blister through her as Sam's fingers trickled up and down the swell of her ass-cheeks. His touch was like wispy satin.
"We're going to go very slowly," Sam whispered to her. "You're someone really special to me, and I don't want to do anything to hurt you."
Lisa wanted to do everything the shoe-repair man said, but she found it hard keeping herself under control. The man's moving fingers were sending one set of duck bumps after another chasing through her body, running the length of her spine. She gasped and shuddered, trying to keep her mind from what his fingers were doing to her. She concentrated on school and her various classes in the hope of delaying all the wonderful feelings building up inside her. This helped a little, but it was so difficult to block out the wonderful set of thrills Sam was continuing to enhance inside her.
Lisa gasped and moaned, feeling Sam's fingers tighten on her ass-cheeks. His hands were rubbing the tender ovals of her smooth, white buttocks as if they were large tits. The man's fingers seemed to be trying to find a nipple that didn't exist, moving tenderly, carefully, slowly, gently at first, squeezing and kneading in a way that encouraged her to relax. Sam firmly and carefully pressed the pliable cheeks of her fleshy behind, almost massaging them.
Lisa sighed and gasped, feeling him squeeze harder, starting to dig his firm fingers into the moon-shaped halves of her ass, crushing and squeezing her pliant rump. The girl wriggled and squirmed and continued pressing back against his hand, thrilling to the way he manipulated her buttocks.
Sam moved his hands faster and faster, and abruptly returned to the slow, careful way of teasing and massaging her buns, and it was so soothing, she found herself relaxing more and more. The tenseness, apprehensiveness, and anxiousness slowly eased from her relaxed body. The girl had become Sam's to do with as he so desired. She looked forward to the pressure of his throbbing cock pushing into her asshole.
Lisa felt her ass-mounds being gently eased apart by the constant pressure of Sam's tugging fingers-She let her head hang so she was able to stare back between her thighs, and just barely saw his face as he gazed at the deep, dark crevice between her ass-cheeks slowly separating. The crack widened into a shallow cleft. There, in a taut, puckering circle, was the rictus of her anus.
San leaned forward, inhaling the freshness of the young girl's body. She was the kind who knew how to keep herself clean, everywhere. He brought his face closer, pressing his facial cheeks against the cheeks of her ass as his lips kissed the prune-like bud, and then his tongue was touching it, lapping it, kissing it, sending stalagmites of chilling desire charging up the length of her shuddering spine.
"Aaaaaiiiieeee!" the young girl gasped, totally taken aback by the chilling blasts shooting through her delightfully soft young self. When Lisa felt the pressure of his lips as he sucked at her asshole, she began wildly shuddering. This was unbelievable. She had no idea a man would ever press his mouth to that area. Not that she was objecting. It felt fabulous. It was the most singularly unbelievable sensation she had ever enjoyed.
"Feel good?" Sam asked, pulling his lips from her asshole. He was blowing cool air into her anal temple.
"Oh wow!" Lisa gasped. "I've never felt anything like this, before. That is fantastic."
Once again the man's working tongue stabbed forward, pressing into the ultra-sensitive depths of the young girl's rectum, teasing the ultra-sensitive little nodes hidden in there. Lisa shuddered, trembled, and then stiffened because of the wonderfully delightful intimate contact she felt as his tongue delved all the deeper into her asshole. Thrilling seizures of delight winked through her, making her stiffer than ever, yet she forced her buttocks back, insisting on maintaining the feel of his tongue inside her. When he did tug the point of his tongue from inside her anus, it was to use the flat part of it to paint her tender asscrack with his sputum. The working lingual digit brushed up and down, up and down, moving from the base of her spine to the soft flesh of her perineum. The tongue just stopped short of touching her vaginal lips, reversing its direction and painting its way back again. She gasped with delight, each time his tongue whistled across the tender section of bumhole. The tongue was persistently taunting her, but little by little the girl was allowing her body to accustom itself to the new wants and needs the tongue was building in her.
The hot, wet, laving digit rubbed more solidly against the entrance to her rectum, pressing inside again, finding the sphincter, trying to push through it, as well. The tongue teased it in gentle fashion, and Sam sensed the girl attached to the ass he was licking completely relax, and the muscular ring slowly slackened as his wicked tongue continued its wanton, thrusting assaults into her.
Lisa writhed, unable to keep her body still as the point of Sam's tongue pressed inquiringly at the doughnut-like hole in the center of her sphincter muscle. She tensed all over again, and Sam slurped with his tongue until her anus had become totally relaxed. This time, feeling her relax, the man stabbed his wicked tongue inside, enjoying the groans caused by the way his organ was working. Lisa was continuously moaning, now.
like a mini-penis, the stiffened tongue began working, in and out, in and out. Lisa thrilled to the pressure of the wetly licking organ as it worked its way slowly deeper into her anal depths. The mere thought of what he was doing had turned her into a quivering mass of wanton jelly. Each time Lisa tried tightening her sphincter, Sam licked carefully, tenderly, gently, and she relaxed, accepting the wonderful pressure of his lingual extension. The girl trembled as she felt him stab it even deeper into her taut rectum. He was getting her ready for the swollen, thickness of his massive cock which would shortly follow. Realizing what Sam was doing, Lisa ached to feel the throbbing penis all the more.
His tongue slithered even deeper into her narrow little rectum, and his lips kissed the spit-slick muscle of her inner sphincter. Then he slipped his tongue out.
He had been holding the cold cream jar in one hand all this time, not wanting to let it fall on the bed. Now he dipped his fingers into the white, greasy facial cream, and began coating the tiny, narrow exterior of her anus much the way she had coated his throbbing cock. And when he pushed a coated finger into the tight channel, it slid right in with almost no resistance. Lisa thrilled to the invading finger, feeling no pain, whatsoever. At first, not used to it, she tightened her interior muscles a little, then she slowly relaxed and allowed the working finger to ease in and out within her, coating her narrow rectal tunnel with the slippery cream. Then he slowly slid the finger out of her, coated it and his forefinger with more cold cream, then gently pushed the two fingers into her narrow, tight orifice. Lisa had no difficulty in accepting the two fingers, and even enjoyed them so much, she began waggling her buttocks from side to side as the fingers moved in and out. When a third finger was added, she began feeling a little bit of pressure, but after awhile, her asshole widened, adjusting to the three fingers. There was no discomfort at all.
The three fingers were both, wider and harder than his wicked, sensual tongue, but Lisa never noticed. She deftly handled the three fingers with no trouble at all, thanks to the massive quantity of cold cream used to lubricate her anus.
Lisa no longer had the slightest question in her mind. Had Sam's cock been twice as thick, she was certain she'd had been able to handle it. And she was certain she'd love every last thick inch of it.
In penis-like style, Sam's fingers moved in and out of her taut asshole. Even though the man's cock was shuddering with the need to bury itself in that same place. Sam restrained himself, remembering just what it was he had to do. This wasn't just any anus. This was the ass of the sweetest young girl he had ever known; the daughter of the woman he hoped to shortly marry. And he intended fucking both, mother and daughter as long as the two of them remained beneath his roof. He knew the membranes in her ass channel were extremely delicate. With no trouble at all he'd be able to tear those tissues if he wasn't extremely careful. But he intended being careful, because he had no intention of hurting this darling girl in any way.
Lisa felt the three fingers slowly slide out of her anal center, and she sighed her disappointment. Damn! They felt so good inside her, she wanted them to remain. Her sphincter tried anxiously to cling to the fingers, but the cold cream was so greasy, in spite of the young girl's efforts, Sam's fingers slid right out. Turning her head, she saw his heavy cock swaying back and forth between his thighs, and from the way the purple point was expanding, she understood what was about to happen. And she was more than ready.
Sam used both hands to tug her rounded ass-cheeks apart, spreading them once again so he was able to stare at her brown pucker, now greased with the facial cream. He stared into the deep valley beyond the pucker, seeing the internal pinkness, also coated with the cream, and he knew the girl was ready. His hard cock throbbed and jumped with excitement as he moved forward, his knees rubbing against the inexpensive bedsheets. Shivering lust filled him just as it filled the youthful body of the young girl whose ass he was preparing to plunder. Her trembling communicated itself to him. The dome-shaped head of his heavy cock came closer and closer, approaching the puckered brown flesh making up the entrance to her rectum. And finally the violet cap was rubbing against the bud-like hole.
Lisa tensed, unable to stop herself. Knowing what was about to happen to her caused more than a little nervousness inside her. She trembled with a mixture of fear and overpowering arousal.
"You gotta calm down," Sam told her in as soft a voice as possible. If you stay relaxed, all you'll feel is a boatload of pleasure and no pain. You'll see."
Shivering, Lisa took a deep breath, then forced her body to totally relax, pushing the fright from her mind. She recalled the wonderful feeling moments before, when he had sawed three fingers in and out of her rectum. Heck! If she was capable of taking three fingers in her asshole, she was capable of handling a cock; even Sam's thick cock. And she was more than certain the cock would feel even better than the fingers.
The girl's solid little ass-cheeks returned to their soft, pliant resiliency, and then she felt Sam slowly begin pushing forward. The swollen crown of his throbbing dick began to slowly widen the rubbery tightness of her anal ring. The girl still shivered, feeling the force behind his shove, knowing how determined he was to fit his pulsing penis into her. He was moving slowly, carefully, deliberately, gently increasing the pressure of his cock as he sank the wand deeper and deeper into her. He pushed even harder as the rubbery head widened the narrow opening of her tight asshole. Lisa kept her eyes closed, going strictly by sensation. The head of the pressing cock began slowly forming a depression in her buttocks-hole, and this, in turn, became an ever-deepening cavity. Ultimately, her anal muscle totally surrendered, forcing itself to completely relax.
Lisa sighed, feeling a little full as she realized the entire helmet of Sam's throbbing cock was now buried inside her, beyond her sphincter. It had slid in more easily than she had expected, the cold cream making it so much easier than either of them had believed it would.
Lisa was on fire, blasts of hot flame shooting through her tender, youthful body. Lord! The heat was unbelievable. And the wonderful, thrilling pressure in her rectum caused her to involuntarily squeeze the walls of her anus around the penile point, surrounding his thickness with a strong, tense grip like the pincers of a lobster. The pair of them groaned in unison. Lisa thrilled to the pressure of his wide cock rubbing her anal walls, while Sam enjoyed the crushing pressure of her soft membranes around his swollen pudendum.
"You'll . . . uuuhhhhh . . . have to . . . ohhhhh . . . relax . . . " he gasped.
"Gee!" Lisa gasped. "It feels . . . oooooohhhhhh . . . so funny . . .ahhhhh . . . in there. Oh geeeee!! ! ! But you're . . . uunnnnnhhhh . . . right. It doesn't . . . ohhhhh . . . hurt.. . it feels so-o-o-o-o . . . good . . . "
His two hands were gently caressing the roundular shape of her twin ass-cheeks, calmly waiting for the tight grip of the young girl's sphincter to relax. Slowly, little by little, her muscles eased the hold they had on his pulsing prick, and the man began carefully pushing forward. Little by little he sank ever deeper, the cold cream making the way easy. Lisa felt her anal tunnel expanding, and there was some mild discomfort, but the heavy coating of cold cream prevented any pain. Now he was past her rectum, and the knob of his moving cock was sliding into her colon. He kept moving until the entire length of his immense rod was completely buried inside her.
"Unngghh!" She gasped, feeling his hairy thighs rub against her ass-cheeks, letting her know he was completely buried inside. She remained that way, unmoving, smiling to herself, awed at how easily she had managed to take in his swollen intruder. And now that the heavy phallus was all the way inside, she no longer had to worry about relaxing. She allowed her body to tighten, contracting her rectum, pressing and crushing his swollen cock with a maddening urgency, as if trying to excrete the thick cudgel.
They had moved the dresser with its mirror the previous night, and it was still away from the wall, partially blocking the entrance to the room. Now the mirror reflected them.
Lisa turned her head to the side and looked into the mirror, seeing Sam remain motionless. She heard him moaning behind her, gasping in rhythm to the way his throbbing cock pulsed inside her. The weighty thickness of the swollen pole made the girl realize how smooth and hot the tunnel of her ass was.
Sam sighed, completely trapped in the depths of her teeming colon. True, he had ass-fucked before, but the one other girl had never allowed him to thrust his entire pole into her. So this was a fantastic experience for him. Damn! He had known this girl would be better than the other woman he had assf ucked, but he hadn't realized just how much better. Lisa was fantastic. The feeling of his pole buried in her frothing, squeezing ass was far superior to anything his mind had conceived or remembered. He felt as if the head of his cock was being washed with lava, and yet the tissues of her anal tunnel were softer than daisy petals.
"Thanks!" Gail said to Rona, getting out of the car. "You've done me a great favor."
"Glad to do it," Rona replied, as Gail shut the car door.
Gail stood there as Rona drove off, then hoisted her suitcase and entered the small apartment building. She climbed the lone flight of stairs, then put the suitcase down outside the door of the small apartment. The hallway was brightly lit, to discourage intruders, and she was thankful for that.
I'll wash up, then I'll look up Sam's address in the phone book, she thought.
Taking her keys from her purse, she opened the door. It eased silently open, and she carried the suitcase into the living room and set it down on the sofa. She was about to return and shut the door, when she heard the sighs and grunts coming from the bedroom she shared with her daughter. First, she went to the front door and silently closed it. Then she took her shoes off and silently walked through the apartment to the bedroom. What she saw as she hid behind the dresser half-covering the doorway completely astounded her.
"Wow!" Lisa was saying. "That cock of yours is really big, Sam."
Little by little she eased up on the clutch her sphincter had maintained on the throbbing rod. Now it began sliding back.
"You like it, huh?" Sam said.
"Love it," Lisa told him. "I can . . . uuuggghhh . . . feel every last inch . . . ooooh . . . of it.. . uuunnnggg-hhh . . . stuffing me from top to.. . ohhhh.. . bottom. I feel the way it.. . uuuggghhh.. .throbs and pulsates . . . ahhhh . . . inside me, jerking around and around. Wow! It feels . . . ohhhh . . . terrific!"
With only the head of his cock now buried in Lisa's ass, Sam remained stock-still, knowing if he began wildly pumping, he'd shoot in a matter of seconds. He wanted her to slowly become accustomed to the length of his hard cock.
Watching from behind the dresser, Gail was horrified. What was this sick man trying to do to her little girl? And to think she had considered groveling in front of him and asking him to marry her. Why he had to be sick to be doing this to Lisa.
But Lisa! She had to be even sicker. Why look how much she was enjoying it, urging Sam on. They were both crazy.
But were they? It hadn't been that much earlier that Gail had enjoyed a rectal orgasm, and so knew the pleasures her young daughter was feeling. And Gail had felt the cock of a man she now despised, whereas it was obvious Lisa was being assfucked willingly. Yes, Lisa wanted Sam to give it to her.
"Come on, Sam," Lisa was saying. "Just sticking your cock in my ass once does not constitute ass fucking. Come on and move that thick prick in and out."
And that is precisely what Sam Mallo began doing.
He pushed his prong halfway into the young girl, then slowly eased it back, then he pushed it forward again until he was all the way into the fiery center of her rectum before once again pulling back, all but pulling out. Inside, the girl felt like satin-smooth, slithery, but tight. Sam groaned as one flaming charge after another shot through his dancing balls. Blistering thoughts reeled through his spinning brain, making his swollen penis quiver. Even now, he felt his scrotum tightening, and he knew it wouldn't be much longer before he emptied his testicles, filling the young girl's ass with a white cream of his own.
Lisa felt the heavy dome slide through the tight, inner flesh of her squeezing rectum, pushing in, then sliding back until the pulsing knob was the only part still inside her. Even before she was ready he was pumping back into her.
The girl felt how easily the massive cock was sliding back and forth in her bowels. She was fully confident of her abilities to handle this massive prick. His steaming cock felt like a massive, swollen, gigantic plunger of bloated muscle as it slammed into her again and again. But each repetition simply embellished the delightful sensations enlarging all the more swiftly in her shuddering anus. The girl sighed repeatedly, making sounds he understood, without being able to say any intelligible words. Lisa simply gasped, trembling as she gratefully accepted his cock inside her again and again.
Ohhhhh! He felt so good in there, sliding nicely through her rectum and colon. His fiery cock made her heated bowels even hotter as the penis appeared to burn its way across the tender, delicate membranes of her aching ass. Each forward thrust was a gentle push, and Lisa loved the way he continually opened her up back there without causing her any pain.
Sam was enjoying himself intensely, but the urge to come had slowly receded, and now he knew he'd be pumping for a long time before he finally shot his wad. Not that he had any objections. On the contrary; if the girl came first, he'd pull his cock from her tight ass and use it in her tight pussy, making her come there, while he shot his load into her cunt. True, he'd have to douche her out again afterward, but it was worth it.
The two were working together, Lisa's body completely relaxing each time Sam pumped into her, thrilling to the way the swollen penis probed into her colon. And each time the phallus retreated, Lisa tightened her anal grip on the bole, surrounding the massive cock in a blistering tunnel of complete wonder. Lisa realized Sam's heavy balls, which had been slapping against her vaginal lips, were no longer doing so. They had drawn up tightly into his crotch, which meant he was really getting pleasure from all this. She remembered that time she had sucked on his cock in the shoe store, how the sac had tightened up when he was really starting to feel thrills.
"Come on, Sam," she gasped. "Make me come in my ass. You can do it. I have faith! Come on, Sam!"
And then Lisa felt the wild tingles she had felt in her vagina the previous night and realized she really was going to have an anal orgasm. Yes, yes, she was going to climax as surely as if the throbbing cock had been buried somewhere deep inside her vagina.
"EEEYYYAAAGGGHHH! HHHAAAGGG-HHH!" she gasped, and began wildly bucking all over the place. And Sam kept on pumping.
"Now," he said, pulling his cock from her ass, "I'm going to fuck your cunt."
"No!" A voice behind them said, and both turned.