Marta - Sex Stories

Marta

... got something in your ass before?"

I got a bit scared, "No?"

She recognized my hesitation, "Don't worry, lover, you'll like this. It will bring us closer. Stay still," and put some lube on her left hand and fingers.

Next, she started to caress my ass. It felt weird and nice at the same time. She added more lube, and a finger started to enter my ass. I shifted uncomfortably.

It got me another sternly, "Stay still!"

Having one finger from her left hand in my anus, she caressed my ass with her right hand.

"Okay, this is what we're going to do. I move my hands, and you move with them. That way, I'll determine the pace of our lovemaking, and I'll stimulate your prostate in the process. Meanwhile, I want you to kiss me so we become one. Don't worry, you won't last long. Can you do that?"

"Oh God. Yes."

She smiled, and I kissed her. Her hands were now moving, and I moved with them. We weren't fucking, this was making love, and Bree was born to do this. I didn't want it to end, but Bree was right, and we didn't last long. She held me tight when I came in her, spurt after spurt firing in her pussy.

Her lips curled up, and she smiled at me, comforting, "Good boy, now relax. I'm here for you."

After a few minutes, she took my face between her hands, "Lover, I want you to do one more thing that might be new to you. You'll do anything I ask you, right?"

I nodded my head. How could you say 'No' to a goddess?

She pushed my head down in the direction of ...

... her pussy, "I want you to go down on me again. Lick up your cum. Go on, lick me."

I looked her in the eyes, and for a moment, I didn't want to, "Oh, come on Ty, you like girls who swallow. It's the same. Now, do as I'm telling you."

I climbed down, leaving a trail on her breast and stomach towards her pussy. When I started to lick her pussy, eating my cream pie, Bree gasped and pushed my head in her pussy, making comments like, "Yes! You're my little cum eater. Use your tongue to make me clean again." I kept lapping, and Bree was squirming harder until she got hit by another orgasm.

After a few minutes, she looked me in the eyes, "I think I need a shower now."

Our shower was too small for two people, so Bree showered first. When I got out of the shower, she was already naked in my bed.

"Come here. Tonight, we'll sleep together."

It didn't take Bree long to fall asleep, but I couldn't sleep and kept repeating last night in my head. I had felt a deep emotional connection with Bree, which I hadn't felt with someone before, and I couldn't wrap my mind around it.

The following morning, Bree made a selfie of us for the girl's group with the text, 'Put the boy back together.'

It was another dig to Marta.

Then she asked me, "Ty, you agreed to do anything I ask you."

"Yes?"

"I want you to call Marta and ask her on a date."

"Sorry, what?"

"Ty, she made a stupid drunk mistake. Up to that point, you had something good going on. I don't ask you to ...