I Love Fucking Tight Young Asses

Spreading her ass cheeks apart, I furiously started rimming her young puckered hole while stroking her clit with my fingers. Rubbing her clit and stabbing her o-ring with my tongue, soon brought the results I knew were coming.

It was a most curious end to a disappointing night of cruising the bars looking for pussy. Disappointing is a mild term given the state of my arousal, so I decided to cool my heels and sit at the bar with a bottle of beer. That’s when I noticed a young woman dressed in a red tunic and black heels.

She was of average height, with curves in all the right places, a massive set of tits, and jet-black hair. Her cheekbones were high, and she sported an angular jaw and nose. I placed her in her mid-twenties.

She elbowed her way to the bar and ordered a Hugo. She sat on the barstool right next to me and her smile wouldn’t leave her face, as the barkeep made up the cocktail.

“My name’s Nikki,” she said, checking me out.

“Robert, nice to meet you.”

Nikki was attractive, and she seemed comfortable in her skin. When her cocktail was ready, we clinked drinks and took a sip.

“That good, eh?” I asked when Nikki winced after swallowing.

She offered me the straw, but I politely declined.

“So, are you single?” she asked, blindsiding me.

My last relationship which contained some elements of commitment was with an older woman and lasted about 18 months and ended amicably. Since that time, I chased sexual experiences with casual partners, which satisfied me for the time being, but I did not disclose this information to Nikki.

“What about you?”

“Been single for a while now,” she replied, taking another sip.

“How long?”

“About a year,” she responded, “He was a fucking prick!”

“I’m sorry to hear that, Nikki.”

“I miss getting fucked though,” she exclaimed in a hushed tone.

“You could get it anytime you want. You’re gorgeous,” I replied.

“Probably,” she laughed.

“Cheers,” I said raising my bottle and she raised hers.

“Nervous?” I asked half-joking.

“Not anymore,” Nikki replied and reached in and kissed me on the lips.

Our kiss lasted some time. Our lips synced smoothly, and tongues danced in each other’s mouths teasing us. Kissing always gets me hard and tonight was no exception.

“That was nice,” she huffed when we disengaged.

It was. Given her age and relative lack of life experience, I speculated that her intimate skill would not be all that mature, but our kiss was about as perfect as it can be.

“You want to have sex after this?”

If I had a drink in my mouth at the time, I would have spat it out over the bar, and probably been escorted off the premises for my outrageous conduct.

“I’d like that.”

Minutes later, we were walking toward Nikki’s apartment, embraced, and kissing like teenagers in dark places, the short distance to her place. She opened the front door, and we ascended the stairs to her apartment.

Before the lights were on, Nikki and I were furiously kissing, and her hands were all over my body. Nikki was rapidly unbuttoning my shirt and began kissing my nipples and I let her do what she wanted. There was an urgency in her actions, a need to vent pent-up sexual frustration. Her passion was intoxicating, and she quickly had my blood flowing with my nerves tingling all over. Her breathing was shallow, and she whimpered continuously as she kissed my chest and abdomen.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” she suggested, just before I expected her to unbutton my trousers.

I was pushed onto the bed in the darkness. Nikki straddled me, and we kissed with furious passion. She ground her volcanic mound against my crotch, and I even received a hickey on the side of my neck, such was her overwhelming desire, and lack of maturity.

“I want to suck your cock,” Nikki breathed when she released my lips from hers.

“Go right ahead,” I answered, happy to be on the receiving end of her sexual exuberance.

Everyone appreciates that sex under the influence of alcohol usually has a hand in breaking the ice, giving men and women the confidence to engage with each other. I suspected that Nikki had more drink in her system than me, and this released her inner animal.

Nikki had deftly removed my trousers, boxer shorts, shoes, and socks. Now I was naked, and she had me at her mercy. As expected, her technique was clumsy but not unpleasant, and her enthusiasm was unrivaled. She took my raging cock in her mouth and bobbed her head up and down. Unlike other, more experienced, partners, she failed to use her throat to coat my pole with saliva and also went nowhere near my balls or asshole.

“Lick my balls,” I ordered.

I saw the hesitation in her eyes about being asked to do something she has not done, or that no previous partner requested, but a moment later, she complied.

Her cat-like tongue rasped over my ball sack, and I could feel the skin tighten. Nikki alternated between sucking on my cock and licking my balls.

Minutes later, she stood up and began unbuttoning her tunic. The room was dark, the only ambient light came from the street, and I suspected that she retained a certain lack of confidence in her body shape.

Her silhouetted figure against the streetlight looked incredible and I felt a pair of lacy panties and bra press against me, as she leaned over me, kissing me again.

I rolled her over, my hard cock pressing against her fabric-enclosed mound, and her massive chest rocked violently inside the bra.

“Let’s get these off,” I said, pulling her white lacy panties down her thighs.

She propped herself up to remove the bra. While shrouded in darkness, her breasts were magnificent, firm, perky, and topped with large areolas. Her pussy was perfectly shaved and it emanated a heat and aroma that was intoxicating. Without asking, I went down on Nikki and ate her juicy cunt. Employing my usual technique of circling clit and diving deep inside her pinkness, I brought her off in a couple of minutes.

“Oh, wow!” she heaved. “No one’s ever done that before.”

“What?” I asked, “Eaten you out?”

“Made me cum like that.”

“Rollover,” I ordered, wiping her sticky juices from my face.

Nikki got on her hands and knees.

Spreading her ass cheeks apart, I furiously started rimming her young puckered hole while stroking her clit with my fingers.

“Oh god!” Nikki exclaimed, “What are you doing?”

“You like it?” I asked, coming up for air.

“I love it!” she confirmed.

“Enjoy it then,” I responded before resuming tonguing her tight wrinkles.

Nikki buried her head back in the blankets and let me do my thing. Rubbing her clit and stabbing her o-ring with my tongue, soon brought the results I knew were coming.

“Oh! Oh god! Yes!” I heard her moan as my tongue plumbed greater depths of her forbidden zone.

I doubled my effort and soon Nikki’s body shook as it did before, but this time with more violence as a second orgasm struck her.

“What was that?” she breathed heavily.

“Your very first anal orgasm.”

“Fuck!” she exclaimed, wiping her brow.

Grabbing her ass cheeks, I spread them wide and exposed her rear entry, circling it with my finger.

“You’re going to lose your anal cherry today,” I said and I drilled my tongue deep into her ass hole and circled her clit with a pussy-juice coated finger.

I disengaged my mouth, spat on another finger, and inserted it into her anus, the extra reach surprising Nikki.

“Oh, wow!”

“How does it feel?” I asked.

“Feels fucking great, keeping doing it,” she replied, “I’ve got goosebumps.”

I continued fingering Nikki’s virgin anus and rubbing her clit and as the seconds ticked by I detected an increasing relaxation of her sphincter, which enabled me to insert another digit. This saliva-lubricated butt fucking was going to be epic.

“Shit, this feels so good,” she moaned.

“I’m going to fuck your ass.”

“Do it!” she demanded.

With permission given, I pressed the head of my cock against that dark wrinkle and eased inside. Despite the preparation, Nikki’s young shitter was still plenty tight, but it ultimately yielded, and within a minute, I was balls deep.

“God, your asshole’s tight,” I moaned, working my pole inside her tightly confined space.

“Of course, it’s fucking tight,” Nikki grunted, “It’s never been fucked before!”

“How does it feel?”

“Better than I expected.”

For several minutes, I hammered away as she swore and thrashed around. I withdrew my meat from her rear entrance to admire her gape then eased my cock back inside her open asshole, fucking her hard, enjoying her moans.

“Oh shit, I’m going to cum again,” Nikki shrieked, completely surprised at how her body was reacting to my stimulation.

As she bucked and thrashed, I felt the familiar stirring in my balls and felt my climax was within reach.

“So am I!” I hissed, sweat pouring from my brow.

As my orgasm built, I grabbed her hair roughly and forced her lips to mine. I kissed her hard as I plowed her rear entry and exploded in her shortly, spurting rope after rope of sticky cum inside her hot ass, in what was a strong ending to a filthy night.

I pulled my deflating cock out of her ass and collapsed on the bed, utterly exhausted, dripping in sweat, and completely satisfied with an anal cream pie as an excellent way to end her anal deflowering.

“It’s leaking out of my ass,” she said and proceeded to mop off some cum with her finger then lick it clean. “Tastes so good!”

Nikki giggled before confirming that she enjoyed being butt fucked. She said the most intense pleasure was at the end, being kissed and filled up simultaneously created a unique experience.

“So, you’ll take it in the ass again?” I asked.

Nikki kissed me and said she’ll do it anytime I want it, before rolling off the bed and disappearing to the bathroom to clean up.

The night’s sexual antics may have concluded, but the prospects became infinitely intriguing.

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