Teach Me Dirty(99)

“Don’t think,” I said. “Just relax and focus on the sensations.”

I slipped them back in, a slow rhythm of push and pull, and she groaned and gasped as I filled her up.

I loved the way her tight little ass resisted before sucking them in. I loved the sight of them coming out of her. I loved all of it, and my cock pulsed at the thought of being buried inside her.

She whimpered at the bigger beads, but didn’t protest. Her breath was fast and shallow, but she remained loose-limbed and receptive. And eager.

She was so eager.

“That’s… intense…”

“It’s beautiful, Helen.” I pulled the beads away quickly in one sharp pull and she yelped and tensed and shuddered.

“Fuck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck…”

“Nice?”

“Oh, God…”

I placed the beads to one side and lubed up two fingers as she watched over her shoulder with wide and glistening eyes. I touched them to her * and her head dropped as I twisted them into her and she groaned and squelched and ate them up.

“Mark… oh… oh f*ck…” She shuddered again, her perfect little hole clenching tight.

“That’s great, Helen. You’re doing so well.”

I took my time to loosen her, so much delicious time, tickling my fingers down her folds to her clit with my other hand as I worked her ass. Her squirms were magical, her murmurs a wonderful babble of inexperience.

More lube and I pushed her to three. She cried out, and her body came alive, muscles tense and tight. I finger-f*cked her back and forth until I was knuckle deep.

Her moans became urgent and primitive, pushing back at me as her * sucked at my fingers.

“How does it feel, Helen?”

She moaned and pushed on to me. “Hot… it feels so hot, burning… but nice.”

“It gets better,” I said, pushed my fingers into her as far as they would go and slowly twisted them from side to side.

“Oh, God… oh, God…”

“Helen?”

“I… I think I need the toilet.”

“You don’t, Helen, it’s just my fingers.”

“I feel… so full.”

“I know, just go with it, focus on those sensations, the tickle and the burn, and ride it Helen, use it for your pleasure.” I picked up the pace and she tightened and mewled and squelched… the most delightful sounds. I yanked my fingers away and she was panting ragged little breaths.

“You like that, Helen?”

“Fuck yes I like it…” she breathed. “Oh God, Mark… I really f*cking like it…”

My cock twitched at her dirty mouth. “So do I, Helen… So do I.” I placed my thumb to her hole and pressed it into her and she hitched her ass against it. She was hot and wet and loose and she was loving it. “Imagine,” I said, “imagine what it will feel like when I sink my cock into you, Helen.” She moaned and writhed against my thumb. “All the way, Helen. Can I tell you what I want?”

“Yes,” she breathed, “tell me.”

“I want to f*ck your ass so hard and so fast.”

“Yes!”

“So hard and fast that you’ll feel as if you’re turning inside out.”

“Yes… oh yes…”

“And you will ride that pleasure, Helen, ride it until you are screaming for more, lost in the high…”

“Fuck yes!”

“Tell me you want it!”

“I want it…” she said. “I want you inside me. Hard and fast. I want to ride it, feel it… feel it all.” Christ, my cock was so hard. “You think you’re ready?”

“I… I don’t know… I want to be ready… I want to feel you…”

I took my thumb from her, and unbuttoned my shirt and loosened my jeans. I positioned myself between her legs and hitched her to me. She groaned as I pushed my cock against the tight ring of her, and her ass splayed just a little to let me in.

“Ow… f*ck…”

“Relax.”

“It’s big…”

“I’ll go nice and slow. Take it in, Helen. I promise you will soon get past the hurt.”

She nodded, grasped the edges of the table, tensed up.

I placed my hands on her ass cheeks, spread them wide, and nudged inside a little further.

“Ow, ow…”

“Relax onto it, Helen. Just a little bit more and the hurt will pass.”

I pushed in slowly, breath by breath, stopping every time she whimpered until the pleasure broke me. I flattened myself against her back, pinning her with the weight of me, and she liked that. Her murmurs were all pleasure as I hooked her arms with mine and held her steady.

My cheek pressed to hers and hers was clammy.

“Fuck,” she said.

“Is that nice?”

“Yes,” she hissed. “So f*cking nice.”

“You have a beautiful ass, Helen. So f*cking tight. Clench me.”

“What?”

“Squeeze my cock, Helen. I want to feel your muscles squeezing my cock.”

There was hesitation as I pinned her there, but then she squeezed and Christ it was everything I could do not to come right there and she giggled when I moaned and tensed and gripped her hips.