Chapter 10
"You look silly, Christopher," Annette exclaimed.
"Why?" Christopher Adamms asked, with a feigned frown.
"It is your face," Annette said with a girlish giggle-
"What about my face?" Christopher Adamms inquired.
"The lower half of it is all wet and shiny," she said.
"And whose fault is that, I might ask," Christopher said.
"I will take full responsibility," Annette replied.
"You had better. Okay if I wipe my face on the bedspread?"
"That will not be necessary, Christopher," Annette said.
"Why not? You don't want me to clean my face off?"
Annette silently shook her pretty head from side to side.
"You want to let your juice dry on my face and get sticky?"
"Nope. I want to lick your face clean for you," she said.
"I guess that is only fair," Christopher Adamms said.
"You licked my face clean after you gave me head," she said.
"I know. I can't remember ever doing that before either."
"You didn't know what man-come tasted like before you licked my face?"
"No. I only know what girl come tastes like," Christopher said.
"Gee, I know what both kinds of come taste like," she said.
"Are you bisexual?" Christopher Adamms queried quickly.
"No, if I was I would have told you during the interview."
"Then how do you know what girl come tastes like?"
"From licking my fingers clean after masturbating."
"Ohhhhhh, I see," Christopher said with a knowing nod.
"Gosh, I made you do something you had never done before!"
It was obvious that Annette was feeling quite pleased with herself.
"I told you that you brought out the kinkiness in me."
"You know what, Christopher Adamms?" Annette asked.
"What's that?" the handsome blonde inquired with a smile.
"You bring out the kinkiness in me too," she said.
"Ummmmmmm, just when I thought I was getting out of here."
"You can leave any time you want to, Christopher," she said.
"You make it so that I don't want to go," Christopher said.
"I think the sun is rising," Annette said with a laugh.
"It's a brand new day," Christopher said joyously.
"I say we make it a kinky kind of day," Annette said.
"Don't you have to go to school today?" Christopher asked.
"I'll cut class. I cut all the time," Annette said.
"Okay by me. Don't flunk out because of me," he said.
"I assure you I get nothing but As and B's," she said.
"I could tell right off that you were a smart cookie."
Christopher crawled on his hands and knees up toward the head of the bed so that she could get at his wet chin with her tongue.
"Ummmmmmmm, tastes so good!" she said as she licked.
Annette did not stop licking at Christopher Adamms' handsome kisser until he was as clean as a whistle.
They kissed passionately.
"Ever since you started rimming me I have only been able to think about one thing," Annette said when the kiss was over.
"What's that?"
"I want you to make me do something I have never done before."
"Anything."
"I want you to fuck my ass-hole, Christopher," Annette said.
"Your bung hole had never been fucked?" he inquired.
"Nope," Annette said, shaking her head from side to side.
"Are you sure that you want to do it with me?" he asked.
"Yes, absolutely and positively," Annette replied.
"But my cock, it is so-" Christopher couldn't finish.
"I know you are big. That's why I chose you," she said.
"You know that it is going to hurt, don't you?" he asked.
"I will find pleasure in the pain," Annette replied.
"I might even rear you, and make you bleed," he said.
"Oh, I'll bet my ass-hole is more elastic than that."
"What got the fire cooking under your tail, Annette?"
"It was you-you and your rimming tongue," she said.
"We are going to need something for lubrication."
"Hmmmmmmmra, let's see. If it were winter I would have some petroleum jelly for my chapped lips," she said.
"It's summer," Christopher Adamms said solemnly. His face fell.
"I have heard that K-Y Jelly is the best lubricant."
"Do you have any of that?" Christopher asked hopefully.
"No. I have never needed it before. My pussy lubricates itself."
"I've got it. Is there butter in the refrigerator?"
"YES! YES THERE IS!" Annette exclaimed, her eyes wide.
"I think that will do the trick," Christopher said.
"I'll . take it out of the refrigerator immediately."
"Yes, good idea. Give it a chance to soften a bit."
"I want it to get to room temperature before you put it on my ass-hole," Annette said with a high-pitched giggle.
Annette ran and got the butter. Since it was a studio apartment, the little black girl did not have to leave the room to do this. Christopher kept hjs eyes on the dark chocolate cheeks of Annette's ass. He loved the way she wiggled when she moved.
"What position would you like to be fucked in?" he asked.
"Gee, I am new at ass fucking. Which position is best?"
"Best?" Christopher Adamms asked, tilting his head to one side.
"Which position is the most comfortable?" Annette clarified.
"Doggie, I guess."
"You mean I get on my hands and knees and you kneel behind me."
"Right."
"I don't know, I was hoping I could watch your face as we fucked."
"You could get on your back and drape your legs over my shoulders," Christopher Adamms said quickly.
"Is that comfortable?" Annette asked the handsome man.
"Probably not as comfortable, but you'll be able to see me."
"I say we do it face to face," the little girl said.
The little girl got on her back and curled herself into a ball just as she had when Christopher Adamms was rimming her ass-hole clean-inside and out.
Christopher unwrapped the paper from the stick of butter. He scooped a big glob of butter on his right fingertips and opened her ass cheeks as far as they could go with his left hand. As before, Annette was reaching up with straightened arms to clutch herself at the ankles, to help hold herself in this tightly curled position.
Christopher slapped the butter onto Annette's anxiously throbbing ass-hole. Christopher Adamms rubbed the butter all around her rectal area with a smooth steady circular motion. The tall blonde hunk of beefcake decided that it would be a good idea to push some of the butter up inside her ass-hole as well. The handsome and muscular writer used his middle finger to do this. The good-looking sex journalist decided that it was appropriate to penetrate her ass-hole with the longest and thickest of his digits. Because his middle finger was so slippery it slipped in easily, right up past her tight tubular sphincter muscle and into her colon.
He pulled his finger out, scooped fresh butter onto his fingers and lubricate the entire length of his cock shaft, putting extra butter on the head of his dick where the lubrication would do the most good. The little black girl knew that her ass-hole was about to be asked to open further than it had ever opened before. There was no doubt in Annette's mind that the head of Christopher Adamms' cock was a hell of a lot thicker than anything she had ever squeezed out of her bald ass-hole.
She was positive that she would have remembered an awesome turd with that kind of massive and mammoth girth.
He then knelt in front of her and she draped her legs over his shoulders. He held her ass cheeks open with his left hand and pushed his cock head into the cleavage between her fanny cakes with his right hand. He rubbed the blunt tip of his cock up and down the entire length of her ass crack and he couldn't help but notice that she whimpered and whined with anticipatory pleasure each and every time his bulbous purple glans made direct contact with the mucous membranes at the mouth of her rectum.
"Relax."
"I'm relaxed."
"Here we go."
"Shove it in."
"It's going to hurt."
"I am ready for the pain."
He pushed.
She opened.
All of the puckers in her ass-hole were smoothed as the head of his dick disappeared within "her. For a moment her ass-hole was clutching desperately at the ring of scar tissue at the top of his cock shaft just below the lower rim of his ass-hole. He kept pushing. He pushed the tip of his cock right up past her tight tubular sphincter muscle and into her colon. He did not stop pushing until his balls were resting on the top of her ass crack, until his blonde bush was pressed against her pussy-until her ass-hole was gripping his fleshy sword at the hilt.
He began to fuck.
Slowly at first.
Then quickly.
"YOU ARE MAKING IT HAPPEN, CHRISTOPHER, YOU ARE MAKING ME COME, YOU RE MAKING ME COME INSIDE MY ASSHOLE!" she screamed.