Chapter 12
When Tiffany awoke, they were back in the harbor. She jumped out of bed and raced into the shower. She hardly did more than rinse her body before drying off and going for her clothes. She was excited to get back to Ryan and tell him her good news.
She found Tif and a couple of others having breakfast when she appeared on deck. He smiled and waved her over. "Have something to eat, my dear."
"Oh, I can't. I'm in a hurry," she said, grabbing his hand and shaking it zealously. "Uh...nothing's changed since last night, has it?" she asked, holding his hand between both of hers.
"No, nothing has changed. In fact, Frank and Tim made it a point to tell me what a good time they had."
"They did? And everything's okay?" she asked hesitantly.
"Yes, my dear, you'll get your money on your birthday." .
"Oh, thank you! Thank you!" she exclaimed, kissing his hand several times.
She grabbed a slice of toast and raced off the yacht. "Thank you," she called again, hitting the dock at a dead run. She flagged down a cab and it couldn't go fast enough to suit her.
She soon stood outside Ryan's door. She took a deep breath before knocking.
"Who is it?" came a groggy voice.
"It's me. Tiffany. Open the door. I got great news!"
The door opened a crack before widening far enough to let her in. She stormed into the room, taming to face her naked lover.
"What happened to you yesterday? I thought you were just going to get some clothes."
She rushed over and planted a big kiss on his lips. Her hands cradled his face. "Well, I was, but plans changed. I got a call from Freeda."
"Don't tell me," he said, removing her hands from his face. "You're now one of her escorts," he began, strolling over to the bed. "Freeda's going to make you fabulously wealthy and all you have to do is be seen with fat, old men with lots of money." He dropped onto the bed.
"No, not Freeda. Mr. Tifton," she explained, kneeling between his legs. "Mr. Tifton is going to give me my inheritance!"
"Did you fuck him for it?" Ryan asked, inching back on the bed.
"Well, not exactly. I gave him a blow job. Come on, Ryan, don't look so sour. Don't spoil it. Be happy for me. For us. We're going to be rich! I'm going to get my money!"
"That's right. Your money. That doesn't change my situation."
"It could. Ryan, I think I love you," she said, moving closer, her lips wanting to connect with his, her body anxious to crawl into bed beside him.
"Do you mean that? Do you really love me, Tiffany?"
"I think so. I've never felt this way before, so it must be love."
"Then get out of those clothes and into this bed. I had to sleep alone last night!"
Tiffany was instantly on her feet, her hands stripping her body. She watched Ryan stretch out in the bed, his hand working his cock into an erection. The moment she was naked, she crawled in next to him.
His hand moved over to rest on her hip. He gave her a peck on the cheek, then pulled at her hip, turning her so she lay on her stomach. Her hands flattened on the pillow as she nestled into the bed and spread her legs.
Ryan rolled onto her back, then rose up to sit on her butt. His fingers massaged her shoulders, working down her back until they met at her waist.
"If you love me, you'll let me do what I want, right? As long as it pleases us both."
"Yeah, I guess so. Why?"
"I want to fuck your ass. I'm in love with your butt, Tiffany. Please, let me."
Tiffany had never had a man's cock thrust into her ass before, and she wasn't sure what it would feel like. She did love Ryan, that wasn't the question. But she didn't understand why he'd want to hump her butt when she'd so willingly give him her cunt. Then, she hadn't understood Tim's request either, and it turned out okay.
"Anything you want, Ryan," she finally said.
"Oh, baby. You're gonna make me a very happy man!"
His balls slid down her ass, his soft cock trailing along her crack. She slowly rocked her hips as his warm equipment fell between her legs. His chest pressed against her back, his body covering hers like a blanket. His lips nibbled on her neck, then up to her ear. She liked his gentleness and hoped he'd remember that when he stuck his dick up her butt.
His hands kneaded the fleshy mounds of her bottom before parting her cheeks. His knees pressed against her thighs to spread them further apart. She opened for him, his fingers toying with her dry hole.
One finger worked the eye of her butt. It rolled over the tightened circle of muscle that had no means to moisten on its own. Ryan kissed his way down her back, over her supple globes, and into her crack. He dabbed moisture into her hole with his loving tongue.
Both hands then tugged on her buns, his fingers holding her butt's cleft open for his mouth. He sucked on her virgin valley, his tongue lubricating her with sweeping tenderness.
Tiffany accepted the attention lavished on her rear without question. She was convinced that Ryan loved her and wouldn't do anything to hurt her. Her love for him made her give him her backside, and she worked her ass against his probing tongue.
His mouth ran down her crack to the beginnings of her heated gash. She raised her butt up for him. Longing grew in her pussy, but that's not where his cock would be placed. She wondered if she would reach orgasm with his dick plowing up her ass.
When his face pulled away from her and his hands allowed her crack to close, Tiffany craned her neck to see what was happening. Ryan sat between her outstretched legs, playing with his cock, pumping and stroking his shaft into towering firmness. She thought better of offering to do that for him, allowing him to control the moment and do whatever pleased him.
Both of his hands massaged his growing length until pre-cum began to ooze out of the tiny hole in his cockhead. She lowered her face to the pillow and waited patiently for his dick to reach full erection.
She didn't have to wait long. His hands pushed on her thighs to widen the gap of her crack.
Tiffany raised her ass high into the air by drawing her knees up beneath her, assuming that was a better position for his entry.
His hand slid down her crevice until it reached the entrance to her tingling tunnel. Tiffany was anxious for his dick, and if her butt was what he wanted, then she craved his cock thrusting up her narrow tube.
His fingers held her cheeks apart as he raised his hard-on closer to its target. Tiffany wanted to see him, to watch his sturdy cock penetrate her sweet and tender bottom. She pushed the top of her head into the pillow and stared between her legs, but all she could see were his dangling nuts as his upraised shaft nestled into the valley of her ass. She sighed at the touch of his wet head against her puckered circle and let her face return to the pillow. A chill raced through her body, making her anxious for this new experience.
Ryan introduced his sleek and slippery helmet to her clenched muscle. He circled his knob to make sure her hole was slick with his dick's natural oils. Then he eased in slowly and gently.
The first of his sighs came when his cockhead slipped fully into her butt, when her anal ring closed around the groove that began his shaft. His hands rolled her mounds around his incoming dick to relax her muscles. His actions helped stretch her hole around his girth and helped mold her soft walls around his hot cock.
Tiffany held very still and let him penetrate her bottom at his own pace. She was quite amazed at how easily and painlessly her hole expanded around his slowly moving thickness. She remained relaxed as she accepted his cock, desire keeping her flesh loose for his smooth journey into the dark depths of her ass.
His cockhead pushed her walls aside as he made his steady climb into her hot interior. Her body clasped his length in clinging velvet, and the trip seemed to take forever. Tiffany was thankful that he didn't just lunge into her ass, but took his time with her virgin hole. He inched in, stopped, then fed her a little more of his pulsing prick. Each forward advance sent a thrilling jolt of pleasure through her body.
Once his dick was completely captured by her hugging tunnel, Tiffany did a little experimenting. She tightened around his shaft, squeezing his rod in a loving embrace. His hips circled his sturdy stake, and she loved the odd sensations stimulating her backside.
Then he started the extraction of his throbbing muscle down her expanded canal. He slipped back to her gripping entrance, stopped with his head divinely captured, and circled his hips once more. But from then on, there would be no stopping in his thrusting drive to climax.
He slowly shoved his cock back up her tunnel, then pulled his knob back to her sphincter. Then up again.
"Oh, baby. I knew this was going to be fantastic. What a tight ass!"
Tiffany chose not to respond as she started to work her hips against him. He stroked up and down her grasping channel, a long and loving glide forward and back. He took great care with her tender interior, wanting it to be as pleasurable for her as it was for him.
His speed increased with each stoke until he established a comfortable rhythm, a rapturous rocking rather than a pounding slam of flesh upon flesh. His hands worked her hips, pulling her mounds firmly into his hairy crotch, his pubes tickling her bottom.
Tiffany felt a burning and an itching in her pussy. Her cunt could feel his dick gliding through her ass, and the motion made her snatch long for his cock. But she wasn't disappointed. He did marvelous things with his dick, constantly changing the length of his strokes, circling and jerking, bouncing up and down and in and out, all to please her.
Emotions swirled inside her in a surge of consuming love. She adored the new feelings produced by Ryan's altering style, his dick doing fabulously new things to her desire. With so many wonderful sensations bombarding her body, she couldn't be sure if it was love or lust, but at the moment it didn't matter. She was lost in pleasure and could sort out her feelings later.
Ryan suddenly increased his speed to bounce their bodies together. His balls slapped into her pussy to further inflame her snatch. His drives into her ass were deep enough to fully bury his swollen girth inside her. And when her ass met his crotch, he pulled back out, only to drive in again. She set her hips in motion, grinding her rectum over his prick.
His steady pumping rocked her tits. Her nipples brushed against the sheets, her breasts blazing as brilliantly as the rest of her. Her entire body felt the pleasure of his tempered thrusts, the care taken on her ass a greater turn-on than any mad pounding of her flesh. She knew then that he loved her, too.
Her butt wiggled and jiggled, bathing his cock in heated flesh, her walls moist and yielding. While her mind floated in dreamy ecstasy, her ass bounded back to meet his sumptuous thrusts. Her lower half throbbed around Ryan's wonderful dick while her tits flopped in sensuous freedom.
She squeezed hard around his stroking cock. Her channel collapsed around his fat girth to provide his dick with an even tighter sleeve. He claimed her ass with greater zeal, stroking harder, plowing into her more firmly. The increased force behind his inward drives made her butt tingle with joy. Each ass-slapping thrust jerked a happy moan out of her open mouth. The new enthusiasm behind his grinding hips had to mean he was nearing his climax.
Tiffany did all she could to aid in the draining of his cock. She kept up the pressure, clamping her tunnel onto his driving shaft and tried to slide his skin along his hard and blood-filled muscle.
But she also had her pussy to think about. The raging fire deep in her interior needed to be satisfied. Somehow, she needed to get herself off.
She counted on one hand to hold her in position for Ryan's devastating dick, and sent the other to her crotch. Her fingers instantly entered her slit and searched for her craving hole. Her finger dove deeply into her snatch, probing and poking before thrusting in and out of her clasping circle. She finger-fucked her cunt as Ryan rammed his cock into her ass.
The faster she stroked her pussy, the more the walls of her ass tightened around his plowing girth. Finally, the firmness of her grip caused him to lose his rhythm and his speed varied. His hips gyrated against her fleshy bottom, and his dick couldn't take a straight and driving course. His knob banged from side to side, from top to bottom, his whole body caught up in his blazing desire for orgasm.
The change threw Tiffany off balance. She struggled to hold herself still, to keep her ass stationary beneath his rampaging prick. She refused to release her needy twat and relied on the strength in one arm to support her body.
Ryan's wild maneuvers suddenly brought his cock to erupting glory. Cum flew out into her gripping canal-hot, thick and stimulating. He jerked his hips in short strokes with just enough power to hurl each gob of spunk deeply into her body. Her channel quickly filled, her ass occupied by a spewing cock and swirling cum.
Long, gliding strides returned with his final drops. His dick plowed its way through the thickness of his cream, spreading it over her flesh and his. He painted her walls with loving strokes. His sturdy cock was once again a muscle of soothing passion.
With the amount of heat glowing inside her, and the rapid pace of her plunging finger, her pussy couldn't help but explode. Not long after Ryan's cock stopped blasting, her cunt started.
Hot honey poured over her stroking finger, and she gasped around the pleasure swamping her crotch. She stopped her finger in her hole, kept it plugged to keep the heat of her discharge inside her body. Flames burned brightly in both her erupting cunt and her very full ass. Ecstasy took on a new definition.
Tiffany was somewhat saddened by the softening of his erection, and she unwillingly let him extract his rod from her ass. She would have been a lot more willing had she known what he wanted to do.
He dropped his head between her legs and yanked her hand away from her cooze. His face instantly raised into her crotch, his tongue leaping into her cunt. His fingers parted the petals of her pussy to make sure he could reach far into her interior and extract every drop of her sweet, creamy nectars.
His lips spread into her twat as his tongue probed and scraped the delicate walls of her box. Tiffany panted and gasped around the delightful cleaning of her cunt, the temperature in her crotch soaring to nearly intolerable levels.
She couldn't move when his face finally pulled from her cunt. Exhausted, delighted beyond measure, her body seemed locked in this position forever. While her exterior might be immobile, her insides were a mass of quivering, jiggling madness. And Ryan wasn't helping to calm her one bit.
His hands gently massaged her globes, and his mouth made contact with her hot skin. She could almost hear his lips sizzle as he kissed her flushed cheeks. Then he moved up to the small of her back, his fingers in constant motion, her body in constant turmoil.
Then he lay down beside her.
Tiffany dropped flat onto the bed, gasping for breath. Sex with Ryan was always a surprise. No matter what he did, she was assured of the sweetest ecstasy.
She rolled onto her side to face him. She snuggled up next to him and pressed her body firmly against his. His hand raised to her chin and he kissed her tenderly.
"I think I love you, too," he whispered softly. "Want to do it again?"
She gazed into his handsome face, knowing she wanted his cock thrusting into her cunt, knowing equally that she wasn't up to it at the moment.
"Will you still love me if I say no."
"Of course!"
That didn't stop his hands from roaming over her body.
She wondered how long her feelings of love would last, if indeed that's what they were. She had never been in love before and wasn't sure exactly how it was supposed to feel. But she didn't have to think about that now. She felt comfortable, and that was worth something in itself.
She thought about Ryan and about how rich was she going to be. Both made her happy. Of course, his fingers diving into her pussy might have had something to do with that, too. She spread her legs and let him play.