Page 69 of Alonzo

So I start slow. I fist my cock, giving it a squeeze, and then press it between her ass cheeks. “I seem to recall a certain recent conversation where you wanted me to fuck you in the ass after the pussy sex. So guess what? It’s your lucky day.”

I pause, giving her a chance to object or rearrange the fantasy. But she just giggles.

I take that as a yes and use one hand to spread her cheeks open while the other guides the head of my dick to her tight pucker.

She stiffens slightly when I press forward, hissing through her teeth as she sucks in a deep breath and holds it. But everything is wet right now. Her. Me. The whole fucking room. And even once I get past the first muscle, she relaxes and I slide in a little deeper.

“Ohhh, God. Oh, fuck, Lonnie. Yes.”

“Oh, yeah, sunshine. You’re about to get the full length of my fat cock in your ass.”

I thrust forward and she gasps. Her back arches in surprise, her hand reaching back to grip my thigh muscles with her fingernails.

“Want me to stop?”

“Keep going. And do not ask me that again. If I wanted you to stop, Alonzo, believe me, you’d know it. I want to you take me here and now just the way you did in the fantasies. No second-guessing. No pulling punches. Just… fuck me.”

I lean into her neck, still pushing myself inside her, and I nip her earlobe. She lifts her shoulders up in surprise and I feel her whole body shudder.

This just excites me more. One hand wraps around her throat while the other one grips her hair, pulling it hard enough to make her head fall backward until I can see her eyes. She smiles at me. But then I squeeze her throat. Just a little. Just enough to let her know she’s mine. She swallows hard and I feel the wave of that apprehension against my flat palm.

I let go of her hair and slide my hand over the tight, bunched-up tip of her breast. Then over her ribs. Then down the middle of her stomach. And finally, I slip my fingers between her legs. “This is what you wanted in the fantasy, right, sunshine? My finger playing with your clit while I fucked you from behind.”

“Yes.” It comes out throaty and low. Like she’s growling at me. Like she’s some kind of she-wolf and that yes was really a threat.

I ram my hips forward and she gasps. But I move my hand up to her mouth, covering it with my palm. She takes this new development like a champ and begins breathing hard through her nose. And that just excites me more.

I thrust again. And again. And each time she squeals into the palm of my hand.

But now I’m fully inside her and her ass muscles have relaxed. We are no longer two people. Just one. Just us. And my fucking finds its natural rhythm. She pushes her ass back when I press forward. And the slow, steady pattern we fell into becomes more desperate and heated. Our movements more exaggerated. Until I’m about to lose control.

I bend her forward and she takes a few steps back so she can press her head against the glass between her hands, which have slipped down to accommodate our new position, but are still flat against the glass.

I grab her ass cheeks with both hands and begin gripping her hard as my hips punish her from behind and my cock slides in and out of her ass like it’s her pussy.

I look down, watching myself fuck her, then lean to the side so I can see her tits bouncing with each forward thrust. The sound of skin slapping fills the room.

A good, hard fuck. That’s what that sound is. And I’m gripping the skin around her hipbones so hard, I know I’m leaving bruises.

But like she said, if she wanted me to stop, I’d know.

So I fuck her harder. Faster. I’m desperate to hold back and spill at the same time. This drives me crazy. It’s a feeling I both crave and hate. I want it, I want it to end. I want to fuck her forever, I want to blow my load in her mouth.

I want all of it.

And it’s just not possible. You can only come one way each time. So I have to choose.

But first… her. She comes first. Always.

I push her flat against the glass again, pressing her breasts into it. Her face turns to the side and she’s panting hard. But I’m not done yet. My hand reaches down between her legs and two fingers slip up inside her.

I continue pumping her from behind and I can feel my own cock sliding against my fingers.

She moans and throws her head back, her breathing ragged and coming out in short bursts of desperation.

“Come.” I say it once and only once.

And she obeys. Like the perfect little fantasy fuck, she comes. Her muscles contract around my cock and my fingers at the same time. And I almost give in and lose it.