Daddies Brat

I paused and was going to answer, but instead, I simply returned to licking and sucking her asshole as much as I could. Her formerly pink rosebud was now bright red as I continued sucking, bringing more blood to her engorged exit hole.

When I instructed her to frig herself as I continued sucking on her ass, she was up for the task and immediately inserted two fingers into her tight folds and worked them in and out, slowly at first, but quickly building as the momentum of my ass licking continued. Mart’s gasps were incredibly deep and animalistic at this point, as her breathing came in short, shallow huffs as I maneuvered my tongue in and around her.

“I…love…this!” she cried as I circled her puckered hole with my tongue.

I began lapping her swollen, closed hole now, forcing it to become more sensitive with each lick. Her ass tasted so fucking good, I couldn’t wait to stretch her beyond her outer limits and work my stiff cock into her tight backdoor.

I stopped and asked how she was doing.

“Fantastic. Stretch me open now, baby,” she purred.

As Marti continued to move her fingers in and out of her dark-shaven honey pot, I inserted my index finger into her clenched-out hole and pushed it into her tight-formed rectum slowly. She gasped in response.

“That’s it…nice and slow,” Marti panted.

I spit on her ass crack and watched the saliva roll down towards my probing hand and finger where it collected in a pool of sorts. I was then able to use it as some well-needed lubrication to loosen her tight grip hole open a bit. I used my other hand to pull back her ass a bit and see the dirty action taking place before me.

“Wow, that looks so hot!” I offered.

“It…feels…incredible,” Marti sighed as I pushed my finger up the first knuckle deep into her narrow cavern.

“It burns…tickles at the…same time,” she explained.

“I can’t wait to open you up fully and slide my dick in there,” as I pulled my finger out and pushed it back in.

“Oooh,” was all Marti could respond with.

I worked my finger in and out of her for quite some time as her ass muscles loosened up a bit. A few more mouthfuls of spit and some wider finger probes and swirling motions and she was ready for another digit.

As I pushed a second finger into her, she bucked a bit and shimmied in surprise.

“Sorry, I guess you weren’t ready for that.”

“No, it’s okay. My ass…has to be…stretched to allow…for the prize!” She looked back at me and smiled greedily as I worked my two fingers in and out of her slowly. Her anal muscled gripped my finger like a vice grip and moved tightly against their probing motion, following every dip and curve of my fingers. Her ass swallowed over my knuckles eagerly as I pushed them deep into her asshole, watching them disappear with each plunge. Her ass was incredibly tight as I thought and I knew that it would take some work before her hole was stretched enough to allow for the insertion of my cock.

“I can feel…my hole…opening…for you,” Marti said with a pleased look.

“Yeah, but it’s slow going,” I muttered.

“Here, stop for a second.”

I pulled my fingers out from her and almost heard an audible ‘pop,’ as her ass seemed to suck against the withdrawal of my fingers.

“There’s some massage oil and buttercream ointment in the cabinet that might help.”

I stood and located the bottles and return to Marti’s outstretched ass quickly.

“Fuck, your ass is so perfect! I could stare at it all day.”

Marti smiled and then giggled, “I’m glad you like it.”

I returned to my task squirted a generous amount of oil onto my hands and rubbed them together. When I figured that I had enough moisture on my fingers to work her puckered hole open more, I went back to her dirt box and pushed my two fingers back in. This time, her ass gripped my fingers and the oil allowed for greater variance as I slipped them past her outer ring and into her rectum.

“Oooh, that’s it!” Marti gritted through her teeth, “Get him in there!”

As my piston-like motion continued, her ass muscled relaxed even more and I prepared her for the entry of a third finger.

“You ready for another finger, babe?”

“Uh-huh.”

I glided another finger slowly into her clenched pipe.

“Oooh!”

As I slid it back and forth within her, Marti began to grind her hips back and forth in time with my sliding fingers. Her arched back was something to see now, as the top of her torso lay flat on the bed and her knees kept her hindquarters raised well into the air. She looked like a goddamn cat waiting to be mounted. My hard dick jumped in anticipation.

I opened the buttercream for increased lubrication and applied some to my aching cock and my fingers, working them against one another. The mess was intense as saliva, her pussy juices, the cream, and the oil all seemed to mix and flow everywhere. Puddles of the concoction had formed and collected on the base of the bed already as I readied to join my ring finger with the other two invading digits into her bowel depths. The scene smelled of sex and cocoa butter. She was nice and lubed at this point, from what I could tell. My fingers were sliding in and out of her with greater ease now and her breathing was deeper now and less strained.

I watched her asshole accept my fingers now with welcomed delight as they slipped unrestrained past her outer ring and into her swelling cylinder.

“Wow, this stuff is slippery!”

“Good. I’m just about there,” Marti cooed.

“I’ve been there for quite some time,” I whispered, as Marti turned to me and smiled widely.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Don’t worry; you can be inside me soon. Stretch me open, baby.”