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Seattle – A New Beginning (Chapter 2)

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Chapter 2: The Backdoor

“My pussy needs a break, but I have another hole… If you would like to use it.” Samantha said.

Though it seemed impossible, my cock grew by easily another inch upon hearing this. “Haha… I’ll take that as a yes.” she said and jumped up and walked to a nearby dresser where she pulled out a rather large bottle, it looked like a couple liters, of some kind of oil. Her slim yet curvaceous body had me awestruck. Every move she made was provocatively sensual. Her breasts and ass bounced and jiggled with each elegant motion. I even spotted a reflection from her womanly juices that had flowed down the inside of her shapely leg.

“If a lady doesn’t enjoy anal, she isn’t using enough lube,” Samantha joked as she jumped back onto the bed and kissed my cheek. She leaned toward the night table, opened the second drawer and removed a large beach towel which she placed underneath herself on her side of the bed. She then grabbed a second towel and rolled it into a cylinder. She rolled over, handing me the large bottle of oil, and laid on her stomach with the rolled towel under her near her waist, to help prop her ass into the air for easier access.

“Fill me up, baby!” she said. I inspected the bottle of oil. It was similar to any 2 liter bottle, but had a plastic nozzle which was fitted with a open/close valve on the top, but also a smaller relief valve on the side near the bottom of the bottle. I looked at her body. She was face down on the bed, her arms held a pillow under her neck and lower jaw. Her beautiful face was facing sideways, resting on the pillow. Her breasts were pressed against her and were squeezed outward creating the most stunning side boob. Her smooth, bare back arched naturally leading to her trim waistline. Then, her shapely, thick ass jutted upward with her legs slightly parted. She placed her hands on her ass cheeks and pulled them further apart to reveal her clean, puckered shit hole. Her legs were sensual, completely hairless, and her soft, delicate feet laid relaxed.

“Carefully push the nozzle inside my butt, open the top valve and relief port and I’ll tell you when to close them, okay?” instructed Samantha with a soft and caring voice.

I did as she said. First, however, I pressed the nozzle into her pussy, which startled her. It was clearly still sensitive. Upon removing the nozzle from her cunt, it was covered in her slippery juices. I then pushed the tip of the nozzle anadolu yakası kendi evinde görüşen escort against her puckered ass hole. She understand why I first put it in her pussy. Her juices allowed the nozzle to easily slide inside her ass. I opened the valve near the nozzle and oil began to flow, but then slowed as the pressure reduced inside the bottle. I then opened the relief port and the oil began flowing more quickly again. As it did, I heard Samantha breath in suddenly, “Ahhh… okay… okay… okaayyy… it feels good…”

Samantha pushed her ass up and down as if trying to rock the oil into her deepest regions. I thought I remembered hearing that a person would feel very full after about one or one and a half liters. She was already at one liter and hadn’t told me to close the valve. I used my free hand to massage her body, rubbing her back, her ass, her thighs. Her pussy was dripping and she was nearing one and a half liters. Another minute passed and she said, “Okay! Close them please. But when you remove the nozzle, be sure to replace it with something… I’m sure you will think of something to put in my ass.”

I chuckled with excitement and positioned myself behind her with her legs parted enough to make room for my knees. I slowly, gently removed the nozzle and immediately replaced it with the head of my cock, pressing it against her trembling ass hole. She groaned sensually as I pressed the head of my dick against her anus until it spread open, entering it suddenly as the ring of her ass slipped over my cock’s hat.

“Gaahh!!…yes… okay, push it in deeper. I want to feel all of you inside me. I want to feel the pressure build as you fuck the oil deeper into me,” she said. My cock was still eleven inches in length from the excitement. I wasn’t sure how all of it could fit. The further in I pushed my cock, the more it felt like her ass was sucking it in, swallowing it whole. She had the most perfect ass and seeing my cock deeply penetrating it was very exciting! I kept fucking her deeper and deeper until I was easily nine inches deep in her ass! I could tell I was at a turn and I could feel the pressure of the almost two liters of oil pressing against the tip of my dick. I couldn’t imagine what the pressure must have felt like for her.

“Are you in all the way?” she asked between her moans.

“Almost. I have about two inches anadolu yakası eve gelen escort left to go,” I said.

“Oh, God, okay… just keep fucking me and push your cock in a little more each time. I can take it all, I just know it!” she replied. Her persistence amazed me.

I did as she suggested, pushing my cock in deeper on each thrust, by only a little. After several minutes she did it! She took my entire cock! My hips finally slammed against her ass sending a shock-wave traveling through her ass cheeks with every subsequent thrust.

“I did it!” She exclaimed. “I took your entire cock in my ass… Your entire dick is in me right now!” She was very pleased with herself. “Now fuck me hard!” she demanded and reached her arms behind her so I could hold her hands as I fucked her.

I enjoyed hearing her muffled moans and cries of pleasure she directed into her bedding, so not to wake her baby son who was sleeping in the next room.

“Gahhh… I’m getting close…” Samantha moaned. She was moving her her ass rhythmically, driving it upward and toward me as I thrusted into her. She very obviously loved the feeling of my huge cock driven deep into her ass, the feeling of the oil lubricating my shaft, allowing it to easily slide in and out of her shit canal, periodically pressurizing the oil in her stomach with every thrust.

I was close to cumming also and said in a rough, deep voice, “I’m also very close. Let’s cum together.”

“Okay… I’m almost ready… oh God…” she moaned. By her motions, I could tell she was close, and so was I. I let go of her hands and lowered my body against her back. She was very warm and her elegant, bubbly ass felt amazing against my hips. I rocked back and forth, continuing to penetrate her shit-pipe with my eleven inches of meat. I wrapped my arms around her body. My right hand pushed its way between her and the bedding, just beneath her breasts. She was covered in just the slightest amount of sweat which made it fairly easy for my hand and arm to slip against her skin. My right hand then made its way up between her ample milk bags. With another gentle motion, I cupped her left breast. It was very warm, soft, and, not surprisingly, slippery from the milk that had been leaking from it. Especially as her breast was being pressed against her by the bedding, my hand could only grasp a fraction of her milky, squishy boob. anadolu yakası escort Even through her impressive bosom, I could feel her heart racing frantically.

At the same time I was grabbing her breast with my right hand, I pushed my left hand under her stomach, sliding down to her soaking wet baby maker. Her clitoris was hard, her labia minora (her inner pussy lips) were drenched in her womanly juices. I explored her womanhood with my fingers before pushing my middle and ring fingers into her silky, wet breeding hole. I used my palm to rub and squeeze her clitoris and rhythmically put tension in her clitoris hood.

Samantha shook and squirmed by her overwhelming need to release. Our bodies were totally synchronized. She clenched her hands on nearby bedding as if it was her only lifeline. Our motions had renewed desperation and want. We drove our bodies against each other, attempting to be closer. Time was lost and our minds felt almost linked as if we were one person.

“Oh God!!! I’m cumming!!! Aaahhhh!!!” Samantha cried. Tears rolled from her eyes as her body shook with the flood of ecstasy. At the same moment I had also reached my limit. With intense, almost seizure like thrusts, I exploded my seed deeply into the hot oil bath inside her ass. With every new second, I felt Samantha convulse and squeeze my fingers that were still blasting her cunt. With every convulsion, her fit abdomen clenched wildly, placing a death-hold around my throbbing, rock hard cock. With every convulsion, a hot spurt of juice squirted with force from her pee hole, bathing my hand in her pleasure.

In perfect timing with her orgasmic convulsions, I shot load after load inside of Samantha. But when I was finished, she was not. Samantha continued to convulse with another powerful orgasm – one after another, after another. Her abdominal muscles tensed violently, applying great pressure to the oil inside. To my amazement, the oil was then forced into my cock! This new feeling of liquid again in my dick hole made me tense up and have a subsequent orgasm, shooting it back into her ass. I was literally cumming oil out of my cock! Every time she squeezed, my cock filled with oil and was then shot back into her ass with a powerful orgasm. I was blinded by the pleasure until she finally finished her many orgasms.

She was exhausted. Used up. Her body went limp, unable to move. I lay atop her, my heart racing. Our faces were close, our breathing heavy and hot. Her smell was sensual and womanly. My cock began to relax, but could not completely due to the death grip her ass still had around my shaft. My right hand still cupped her breast, my left her pussy. Completely used, spent, depleted of every last bit of our energy, we both feel deeply to sleep.

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I’m lying in bed, patiently waiting for Enby, when I receive their text: “I’m here. You’d better be naked and waiting for me, slut.” I jump up from my bed, fully clothed, as a devious grin crosses my face. I have other plans for Enby.

They enter my dimly lit bedroom, eyes narrowing in a menacing look of displeasure when they see I have disobeyed them. I bite my lower lip, instantly hard when I think of my punishment to come. “Listen,” Enby says, as they cross the room to me. “Just who do you think is in charge here?”

“Me,” I bravely muster as I press my lips and body against Enby in a steamy kiss. I feel Enby’s body soften ever so slightly before they harshly pull my hair and shove me down in my bed.

“Don’t play games with me, slut. You will lose,” they growl, as they grab my throat, their steely green eyes locked with mine. They lower their body atop mine, their grip on my neck tightening.

I lift my knee between Enby’s legs and pivot them onto their back, registering their look of surprise from above. Without hesitation, I smile and drive my teeth sharply into Enby’s neck as they quickly inhale their warm breath. “Are they submitting to me?” I wonder.

Enby pulls my hair much harder this time and I gasp as they leverage my pain to reposition me, my belly flat against my bed as they peel off my clothes. “You will stay where I put you, toy,” they command, as they remove their rope from their bag and begin to restrain my wrists against my metal headboard.

I feel Enby’s teeth sink into my right shoulder as I grow wetter by the minute. They clench their fists and repeatedly punch me as they admonish me for my non-compliance. My head begins to float while I imagine the colors and patterns of the bruises Enby is leaving on my canvas.

Suddenly, the punching stops and I writhe against the tight rope around my wrists as I wonder about the surprising silence. I jump when I hear a flick of a lighter, arching my back and moaning canlı bahis as Enby drips hot wax on my inner thigh. My clit gets harder and I murmur, “Please, Enby,” as I feel them dribble more wax on my other thigh.

“Please, what, whore? Be specific,” they bark while dripping more hot wax onto my lower back.

“Please, Enby, I need your hands inside me,” I sweetly purr, hoping my politeness impressed them enough to oblige my lust.

“You have behaved very, very badly, slut,” Enby hisses as they begin punching me again. I continue begging, desperate for the release of orgasm.

I jump as I feel Enby plunge a single nail polish chipped finger into my slippery cunt. “Beg for the rest,” they demand. “Please, please, Enby,” I moan, “Please fuck my hungry cunt with your whole hand.”

I position myself on my hands and knees, wrists still firmly restrained to the headboard, as Enby pounds the rest of their fingers inside me. I greedily rock my hips back to meet their arm, matching their rhythm. “You’re such a thirsty slut,” they exclaim, repeatedly filling my hole with their hand as I puff low, guttural moans in time with their pace.

I feel the swell of nearing orgasm, but I know better than to cum without Enby’s approval, so I bite my lower lip to stave off my release. “Enby,” I purr, as they continue to pound me. “Please may I cum on your hand?”

“No,” they firmly command. I bite my lip harder until I taste blood.

“Please, dear Enby, I am desperate for an orgasm,” I beg.

“Very well,” they oblige, as I cover their forearm with my release and scream their name.

I collapse on my bed, panting, and Enby sweetly pets my hair as my breath slowly returns. They place their soft lips against mine and are surprised by how cold my lips are. Enby gives me a quizzical look and I grin as I shyly say, “My blood… rushed elsewhere, Enby.” They laugh as they untie my wrists so I can cuddle against them, kaçak iddaa their soft, dark curls brushing against my cheek.

Feeling centered again as my heartbeat slows, I look into Enby’s green eyes and smile, wrapping my arm around their neck and drawing them close in a passionate kiss. “Enby,” I sigh, “Will you please tell me how I may help you cum?”

They smile and praise me with, “Good kitten,” before instructing me, and I am proud to know that I will be able to make my dear Enby feel as good as they made me feel.

My hands still in Enby’s soft curls, they whisper, “I have wonderful plans for you, slut.” I felt an instantaneous jolt in my tired clit as I wait with great anticipation for their instructions.

“Come with me,” they order, hopping off their side of my bed, hand firmly locked in mine, and confidently guide me to follow them. I wordlessly do as I am told, shyly following Enby into my bathroom, where they turn on the shower. As the water warms, the room begins to gather steam.

“Take off my clothes, toy,” Enby commands, grabbing my hair and yanking, reminding me of their power. I shiver as I comply, suddenly feeling very vulnerable as the only naked person in the room. I slowly remove Enby’s shirt and unzip and lower their pants to the floor. I place both cold hands on Enby’s lower back inside the waistband of their soft boy shorts, and slowly slip them down to the floor to meet their pants. I was no longer the only one exposed.

Enby pulls me close for a disorienting kiss, biting my lower lip and pulling my hair as I moan. They draw back the shower curtain and motion for me to get into the shower. I step inside, the hot water washing over my hair and body as Enby steps in beside me. I hungrily devour the soft curves of their body with my gaze, blushing when I get to the wet ringlets framing their face, which momentarily make Enby look much sweeter than I knew them to be.

Enby snaps me out kaçak bahis of my romantic trance by abruptly shoving me against my cold shower wall, pinning my wrists above my head, and planting their soft and assertive lips against mine in another kiss. “Mmmmm,” I moan, my clit throbbing insistently, despite the immense pleasure Enby had just gifted me.

Enby leans their head down and bites me sharply on my neck and I rapidly inhale my warm breath. Leaving one hand pinned above me, they guide the other down to their wet cunt as they whisper in my ear, “I want to ride your hand, you dirty slut.”

With my eyes wide, I feel Enby thrust my hand across their slippery cock, slowly and softly at first and then rhythmically rocking my hand back and forth against them. Enby lets out a soft moan before dropping their head to my neck and biting me again. Inserting two of my fingers inside their dripping hole, Enby continues using my hand for their toy as their grip tightens on my wrist they had restrained above me.

I feel myself growing wetter again as Enby plunges my fingers in and out of their warm cunt, grunting and grinding against my hand with greater intensity. Suddenly, Enby releases my pinned hand, hisses, “Don’t you dare stop fucking my hole, slut,” and punches my chest, the surprising sensation deeply reverberating throughout my body like a loud firework. While quickly slipping my fingers in and out of their cunt, Enby continues punching my chest with every fourth thrust of my fingers, pounding me with their fist while using my hand to pound themselves.

“I love when you use me for your pleasure, Enby,” I softly purr, as Enby’s thighs clenched and they erupt in a deep, primal groan that signaled their release.

I feel Enby’s muscles soften as they lean into me and drop my pleasure coated hand to my side. We draw each other close in a tender embrace, warm water still pouring over us, as I feel our heartbeats gradually slow.

“Ooooooh, kitten,” Enby sighs, with just a hint of Southern accent still left in their voice. “You are my very favorite toy.” I beam with pride, still breathless from our fun in the shower, and allow my mind to drift to what further uses Enby might have for me.

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