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By: Aurora6 (aurora7@butter.toast.net)anal instruction stories
Problem ch**I’d seen her a few times before when I was at the house working. Her mother had filled me in on all the horror stories; skipping school, staying out all night, questionable friends etc. and now she was done with school and trudged around the house all day being anti-social and undeserving. Well, she deserved something perhaps. The last time I’d been at the house Siobhan had mumbled something to her mother about taking a walk and left the house.
I took some tools out to the truck just in time to see her heading off down the sidewalk. Heels and a thin sundress; walking into the evening sun. The show seemed deliberate but I assumed it was for the carload of hooting boys that had rounded the corner. The silhouette of a goddess glowing around a snotty, lazy, petite 19 year old drop out. Interesting. I had found her lounging in various stages of sleep and of dress on most of these occasions and any interaction with her was limited to a noncommittal grunt or a sarcastic snarl. Little Bitch. But then one day…
I wasn’t having a particularly good day, which may have contributed to my attitude.
I stomped up the three flights of stairs from the basement for one last project. A new shower head. The bathroom door opened as I approached and I found myself face to face with Siobhan. Wet hair, body wrapped in a fluffy white terrycloth robe, face twisted in her usual scowl. Her robe was pulled around front but not really even tied which resulted in gapping that revealed quite a bit of her small but firmly rounded breasts. I just stood and looked at her. She gave a small snort of exasperation, stamped her small bare foot and looked up at me. Wow, you know, multi-colored hair and piercings aside, this girl was a doll! But I hadn’t melted yet.
Turn around, I said evenly.
She looked puzzled.
Wha…Why…What?, she hissed.
Turn. Around., I said again.
I have to get dress… W…Why?, She stammered.
Because… If you don’t turn around… I can’t lick your asshole.
She starred. I starred. Just as the scowl tried to reappear it was replaced by a widening of her eyes and almost…almost, a smile. And then, slowly, magically she turned. She turned around with a little whatever shrug and with a sigh, bent forward at the waist and rested her head on her arms on the sink. Her fabulous little ass, wrapped in the white robe; her tiny tan feet and ankles below only hinted at the soft firm flesh that waited. Waited, willingly for me. I was stunned and yet I never would have said something so bold had I not detected something about her, something in her eyes perhaps. As if all she really needed was a hug, or a good spanking! But I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity pondering the irony so…I knelt behind her, caressed her feet with my hands hoping she couldn’t feel them trembling with anticipation.
I slid slowly up her shapely legs, tickling the backs of her knees, up the outside of her thighs, over the rise of her butt and then down, trailing my fingers over her crack and with my hands reversed I now descended on the inside of her thighs. Warm, soft, freshly shaved, and slightly damp from the shower or other. I stroked and caressed, humming lightly to myself, trying to memorized every pore. Then…I lifted the back of the robe and slowly revealed the most adorable, shapely and succulent little derriere I have ever seen. Her pouting labia peeked from the firm, round globes of her ass, dew forming at the entrance to her delightful pussy. Her delicate pink pucker flexed involuntarily as she thought of what lay ahead. I leaned forward and inhaled the exotic, heady mix of female aromas.
Extending my tongue I teased open her silky labia, probing forward to the clitoris that was beginning to appear. Stiffening my tongue I pressed in and tasted the nectar of her vagina, exploring deeper and deeper, my nose pushed hard into her ass. Finally I flattened my tongue and began a full swath, up the furrow of her moist slit and across the pucker of flesh that most enjoyed my attention. I bathed her ass in licks and kisses and tongue intrusions, when things seemed wet enough I added a finger, plunging effortlessly into the nirvana of warmth and softness and was met by a firm and hungry, gripping. Her knees quivered and I threw an arm around her to hold her up.
I ravaged her young ass like a hungry dog.
She finally gasped, Oh God! Oh…Oh
Oh Jesus, you gotta fuck my ass!,she blurted in a mix of frustration and relief.
Pleeeeeease.
Oh…OK,fine, I said, trying to sound nonchalant.
I grabbed a bottle of conditioner from the shower to lube her ass and my cock, stood up and then slowly began my descent into her little piece of heaven. She stood higher and braced her arms on each side of the sink as I began to slide in and out. The heat was almost unnerving, but the gliding, silky pressure was unbelievable. She was slowly stroking herself and as I increased speed her hand became a blur and she moaned into a growl and shuddered through an orgasm ending with a beautiful little whimper.
I had outlasted the spasms of her sphincter and her pushing back against me and now as she relaxed again, I glided on with smooth sailing, pulling all the way out occasionally to feel the head of my cock as it slid between her downy cheeks and back into blissful orifice. I was just about to cum when she suddenly reached back to my thigh and pulled me in tight.
Stop. Push…deeper, she pleaded.
I pushed as far as I could, my balls mashed against her pussy, forcing the head of my cock deeper and deeper without backing out and I started to cum like never before.
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Oh God,,,deeper…just push!, she gasped.I could feel the spasm begin, like a huge wave rolling in slowly. She gasped and twitched and it moved up the length of my cock. Oh my God!
I was feeling her orgasm almost as if it was my own. Her small fingers appeared suddenly and began pistoning in and out of her pussy.
She inhaled deeply, ah, ah, ah, ah
And then with a tremendous shudder she released a long, guttural, animalistic scream. Now I know these things always tell of women screaming through her orgasm ya, well maybe but this one was real. Almost scary except that it transformed as she collapsed beneath me into the most sensual, ethereal, plaintive little cry. This girl wasn’t the devil’s spawn. She was a delicate little angel who just played tough. I held her tightly to my chest and slowly rocked her. She eventually turned and looked back at me with a beautiful smile.
I really do need to get dressed but…Thank You
Thank You, Siobhan, I’ll check on you next week.
I mean… I’ll check the boiler next week.
I winked and left her to dress. Hmm, I really can fix anything.
