THE JACKS VIII
Her cock swelled even more, her loose asshole spasmed in my fingers and she began to gush. The spurts only shot maybe six inches but the streams were thick and with five squirts she delivered a big load. "Whew, worst orgasm I ever had," she said and rolled over on top of me. Her cum worked as a lubricant and she wiggled and slid and giggled. "Got to change the sheets anyhow and it's fun to play slippery slidey all over your hidey. We just did it for a few minutes and then she said, "Shower time," and we did it together. Nice having someone do my back, another new sensation. She did my butt and it felt so good I started to get hard again. I turned her around and returned the favor. "I'm curious, how did you learn how to relax your pooper so much?" I asked.
She bent over and handed me the round bottle of shampoo sitting on the corner of the bathtub. "What? How can shampooing your poop hole teach it how to relax?" I asked. "Silly, it isn't the soap. It's the bottle. See, it gradually gets a little wider from the top to the bottom. So you push it in a little further day by day, or a couple of times a day and stretch it. From the time I was thirteen I knew some day I would want a woody up my pussy. And if you take me out to dinner tomorrow maybe I would let you answer my prayers," she said. She sent me home with the almost empty bottle and I delivered an invitation to a nifty French restaurant I'd heard of. When I got home I lubed up the neck of her shampoo bottle and tried to put it in my ass but it didn't want to go. I emptied the bottle, rinsed it off and that time it went in. Maybe an inch and it was not comfy but I left it there for a couple of minutes and planned to do it again the next morning.
Lordy she was pretty. Dressed to the nines and getting admiring glances from diners of both sexes. Dinner was about a dollar per bite but delicious. I had a hardon most of the way through the main course and all the way through dessert. When we were back to her apartment she did a slow striptease, carefully hanging up various items. I on the other hand was hard as a rock and naked before she got her blouse off. She looked over with an impish smile and said, "I think you missed me..." When she was finally undressed she walked over, pulled my cock up flat against my belly and gave me a bear hug followed by a loooong kiss. "Dinner was scrumptious and now I want dessert. My tummy tells me you're ready to serve it to me but be gentle, it's my first time."
She greased up my boner, got on her back and pulled her legs up. I put my pecker up against her pucker and with very little pressure it popped in. Ever so slowly I slid it in to the hilt. Her eyes were closed and she said, "EEEEE! You feel much nicer than my shampoo bottle." So I began a slow in and out. "Gosh, I've been waiting for this for so long but I never dreamed it would feel so good to have my cherry popped. Now I feel like a real woman." Her cock was now leaking precum so I used it to lube her organ and began stroking it in sync with my fucking. That lasted less than a minute before her pucker squeezed my dick, her "clitty" spasmed in my hand and began to squirt. "O,O,O, OH, OH YESSSS!" She yelled as her cock shot jizz a foot in the air, not the gushes she had produced with previous orgasms.
That about did it for me. A few more thrusts and that glorious feeling of impending climax built quickly and I entered her balls to the wall and came hard. "Oh gosh, I can feel your penis throbbing in me...what a wonderful feeling! Whoo, this has been far and away the most awesome half hour of my life. Don't go away, just stay in my pussy," she said. I did but eventually my cock softened enough that the pressure of her rectum squeezed me out of my condom. I pulled it out, she looked and she giggled, "Just look at all that semen! You must have enjoyed it too." I told her I couldn't describe how great our lovemaking had been. She wouldn't let me leave, she wanted me to spend the night. Another first, and awfully soft and sweet the night was.
We couldn't get back together for two days and that seemed like an eternity. She had invited me over for dinner and I got a long sweet kiss at the doorway. It was a little clumsy since I had a bottle of wine in each hand but sweet and wet and long. Dinner was good and when finished I handed her a small box tied with a bow. She opened it and had a puzzled look. "It's my old fraternity pin I said. You know the drill, I hope you will wear it."
"Well, that would mean we won't date others, right? That's quite a commitment. I'll have to think about that. My you have such a serious look on your face," she said. And then she broke up laughing, came around the table and gave me a little kiss on my nose and said, "Of course I'll wear it, but only with one condition. That we'll put off doing the dishes until you screw my brains out!"
No surprise, we were both boned up by the time we got undressed. "First I want to see how my little shampoo bottle is doing," she said. She lubed up a finger and slid it into my bunghole. Then two fingers. Three didn't quite go. "You're almost ready and maybe next week I can get my clitty in there," she said. "This time after you pleasure me I'd like to come in your mouth. That'll be another first for me." I rubbered up and lubed as before but this time she got on her knees with her cheek on a pillow. "OK, I don't just screw anybody, so tell me you love me." I said. She started to laugh and said, "Oh yes, yes I do, so do me now!"
TO BE CONTINUED
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