As he withdrew, Ikenna picked up the bottle from where she’d tossed it and popped open the top. Once again, her voice carried notes of sweet respite and sharp need when his cock slipped out of her ass.
She looked down at her gaping hole and said, “In me. Please.”
He pointed the bottle into her ass, which was gaped wide enough to see the deep red inside her, and gave a squeeze. A loud cry escaped her when the cool liquid drizzled into her hot, abused ass. Though her butt puckered, quite a lot made it inside her before it welled up into a pool. Ikenna then gave the head of his cock a squirt and dropped the bottle at his side.
She bit her lower lip and nodded as he edged forward. A hissing, flatulent sound accompanied his cock penetrating her, and her head lashed back once more.
Though he returned to the slow, methodical rocking of his hips, a tickle was building in the head of his cock, urging him on. He fought it, watching her muscles tighten every time his balls pressed against her. Her fingers went into a flurry over her clit. Each stroke slid between her nether lips to the abundant wetness there and then lifted her hood to expose her naked clit at the top.
Stella’s face began to glisten with sweat and grow flushed. His urges eroded conscious thought, and he began to thrust harder and faster into her tight teenage ass.
“Yes. Harder. Faster,” she encouraged him after a few strokes and then shoved her fingers deep into her pussy.
Ikenna couldn’t have held back if he wanted to. He watched as she fucked her pussy hard with her fingers. The rapid, squishy sounds that made were a perfect symphony combined with the claps of their colliding flesh, her whimpers, his grunts, and the creaking of the bed springs.
Stella’s glistening skin began to sprout droplets near her hairline. Her breasts bounced from the shockwaves traveling through her body. Her cries came louder and more rapidly by the second. Ikenna felt the tickle in his cockhead swell and spread from the hot squeeze of her ass and the incredibly sexy display.
Soon enough, he was fighting the inevitable. His grunts deepened. His breath blasted from his nostrils. He was marching headlong toward an explosion and fighting it with every ounce of his will. He wanted her to come, but he was convinced he wasn’t going to be able to hold off long enough.
Her sudden shriek startled him with its volume and pitch. She screamed in a tight, pained voice, “Gonna come! Come for me! Please! Come deep in my ass!”
That was it. Hearing her plead for it shattered the tiny shreds of control he had left. He slammed into her and erupted with a roar. When the first hot spurt flooded her ass, Stella’s eyes widened, and she yowled as orgasm claimed her as well.
Despite less than twenty-four hours having passed since she’d made him go off like a volcano while rimming him, his orgasm was just as intense. He once again felt every powerful ejaculation surging up his shaft and tickling the slit as it filled her ass. Stella writhed beneath him with her fingers shoved deep in her pussy. She let out weepy cries from the waves of orgasm crashing through her body. Her ass clamped down on him so tight that he couldn’t have moved if he had any ability to try.
Despite the copious amounts of cum he pumped into her, she was still coming when he grew sensitive. He growled and gnashed his teeth but soon couldn’t take it anymore. With a violent wrench, he yanked his protesting organ out of her ass.
Stella screeched, slammed out flat, and then her back arched until only her feet and head were supporting her for a few seconds. Then she dropped to the bed with a groan.
Ikenna gasped for breath, wincing every time his cock throbbed in response to her whimpers and whines. It took a couple of minutes for him to even open his eyes and look at her. She was still twitching, and he could see a stream of cum curling around her buttock, down her leg, and dripping to the bed below.
After a while, he felt her moving but couldn’t summon up the energy to turn his head to see what she was doing. He jumped when the chilly plastic of a personal pack of bathroom wipes landed on his chest. He then saw her standing next to the bed with several of the wipes wadded up and held against her ass.
“Don’t come in, okay?” she said just before scurrying out of the room. He heard the bathroom door open, and close, and then the water running full blast.
It took quite a surge of willpower to grab the pack of wipes off his chest. The thought occurred to him that he should have considered that need as well. He had been thoroughly unprepared. His dick ached from going soft after the tight squeeze, and the lube having lost a lot of its slipperiness in the last minute or so before he came. Nevertheless, he pulled out a wipe and started cleaning up, understanding the need.
It was an uncomfortable and lengthy process, but he was eventually as clean as he could be. The bathroom door opened at about the same time as he tossed the last wipe into the trash can.
Stella was walking gingerly and whimpering when she returned to the room. She crawled into the bed, laid her head on his shoulder, and said, “My butt hurts.”
The affected pout in her voice and the following giggle set him off, and he chuckled with her. He wrapped his arm around her and settled it on her tummy. She responded with a sweet, contented moan.
“Worth it,” she added as she snuggled up tighter against him.
Holding her with the fruity smell of her hair and the spicy scent of her perfume tickling his nostrils, he turned his head so that his cheek was resting against her forehead, drawing out another moan.
It was unexpectedly warm and comfortable. She fit him like a matching puzzle piece, and the lines of her body were astoundingly beautiful as he looked down on them. It felt right, so he turned his head a little more and planted a kiss on her forehead, which made her shiver.
Slowly but surely, as they lay together in the descending darkness, he realized there was more than animal attraction between them — at least on his end.
They both turned to face each other at the same time. Their eyes met, and electricity crackled between them. The next thing he knew, they were softly kissing and caressing each other’s faces.
The night was far from over.
The End
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