Sodomy with My Best Friend's Girl

I pulled her blue thong down to join her pants beside her knees. Then I opened up her cheeks with both hands, one at each side of her ass. I tried looking down to see her tiny hole, but it was too dark. I put my hand between her cheeks and felt her asshole.

She jumped when I made contact with it. The hole was taut and tiny; a muscled ring of gentle flesh between her cheeks. I laid my cock in the slit of her butt crack and pushed her cheeks together over my cock. Her ass was so small that it didn't cover my cock completely like Ivonne's did. But it did hold the sides my penis.

"This is so wrong." She said.

I looked down and saw my penis between her pale ass. Her hair came down her back, her thin hips and bony elbows--this wasn't my girlfriend--this was my friend's girlfriend. I felt as if I were dreaming. How fantastic was this situation? It couldn't be real. I'd stumbled across a woman who may enjoy the pleasures of anal sex as much as me. Though her ass wasn't as big as I would have liked, and she was the love of my best friend, and I had to cheat on my girl in order to be with her...I was beginning to like her body type, and her secret sluttiness, that she showed to nobody but me.

On the bottom of my shaft I felt her burning anus like puckered lips, kissing me and unknowingly sucking like a miniature velvet plunger. My cock leaked pre-cum and it became slippery between her cheeks, like a coat of warm lube. Her tightly gathered wrinkle slipped and pushed up against my sensitive cock. The wetter her ass cheeks got, the more defined her asshole felt. I focused on it as I humped her small cheeks, pushing the back of my cock down with my thumb, her cheeks firmly keeping my cock lined up in the pretty secret crease of her backside.

She gave a small moan, and pushed back. The heat and the intensity nearly made me spill, but I held it in check. I wanted her tiny asshole so bad. It was so defiant there, pushing out against my penis as I slid over and over it. Her opening really was muscled and I massaged it over with my cock.

"It feels good." She said.

I pushed down and the tip of my cock caught her tight and toned rimmed entrance. I held it there for a moment, enjoying the very tip of my penis at the threshold to heaven. We both froze as we realized what happened. Her body snapped rigid and she waited, holding her breath.

"Can I put it in your ass?" I asked.

"Mmm. Yes. Hurry, before somebody comes. But put it in slow, gentle, please."

I held my cock there at the entrance to her bowels. Her muscled rim quivered and squeezed shut, snapping gently at my cock head, teasing me about the strength and tightness I was going to experience.

With a thick knot in my throat, I gave a small push forward. The head slipped out and away fast. A miss. I tried again. And it seemed all the world was centered around the tip of my penis and the slippery small asshole of this woman waiting to be entered and fucked.

I pushed, holding tightly to my cock, and it barely entered her small body. There was a moment where my dick seemed to pause on its way upwards, caught in the entrance of her forbidden fruits. A pause, just long enough to let me know that her body didn't want it, that it was wrong, against nature and against what was right. The tightness of her muscled backdoor couldn't receive me and I felt a slight pinch, a burning on the tip of my cock head, then, as slippery and natural as ever, it passed her muscled ring and popped into place. I held it there as her body racked against the door.

I felt her body crushing down on the tip of my penis. She struggled to take it. I could visibly see the agony that she was going through by her body language. It was uncomfortable for her, and yet I took pleasure from that. She was such a little slut, I thought, she should experience a little pain if she was going to be a cheating, naughty girl.

She remained silent, breathing hard through her nostrils. I reached around her and began to play with her clit. It was marble hard, and easy to stimulate.

I felt her muscles involuntarily pushing on my cock. She was trying to expel me from her bottom it felt. Her rectum had come alive; flexing, clenching my cock inside her bowels. As I pushed forward into the firm soil of her, violating her once again, dominating this woman who you would never think liked anything kinky, I thought about how faithful she acted in front of everyone, but in secret she'd been fucked up the ass by me. She must have been wanting it like I have, to have followed me upstairs and allowed me to have her like this.

Her ass did not want me and yet I filled her. From every angle I felt pressure, immense clenched ass all over my bulging cock head. I'd been dreaming of this moment for a week now. I'd been craving the firm and tense feel of her rectum expanding for me. I pushed and up I went. Pushing past pleasure to the border of pain, past sex to the border of dominance, past right to wrong, past nature--past everything. I couldn't hold my thoughts on one thing.

This was truly our secret. How could we both be upstairs committing sodomy and adultery while we were supposed to be with our significant others? Both were unaware of the atrocity taking place. We were both evil. Both in love with anal sex. Both addicted to the feel of something wrong, to the high of sneaky cruelness. And I thought for a moment, while my cock crammed its way up her tightest hole, that we deserved each other.

Up my cock went. Traveling further until I could go no more up into her belly. Her body lay wrapped around my cock, her entire universe crushed and barreled down upon my penis. She could be thinking of nothing but my cock at that moment. She was being invaded by me in her boyfriend's home; violated in the worst way. How could she not feel like a slut? The thought fueled me and I began a nice motion of slow fucking her clamped butt. Her rectum felt firm and slippery, very demanding of my penis. There was no other way but the rubbery straight path her bowels allowed for my throbbing member.

Every push into her opened her up. Like an ice breaker, I was creating a new path for my penis with each thrust. And every slip out erased the progress I'd made in loosening her up, so that when I entered everything was new and tight and hot.

Through it all she was very silent. The room was silent. I could hear muted music coming from downstairs where our significant others waited for us. I could hear laughter and drunken conversation, but in the room, there was nothing but our beating hearts and the soft wet sound of my penis sliding up and into her butt. Her breathing was hard and she gave small moans as my penis ran up as far as it could into her.

"Slower, please." She told me.

"Okay. Do you like it?"

"Yes."

In the dark room, if you can imagine how we looked: I had her against the door, her legs couldn't open too wide because her pants were caught at her knees. Her hands were up, palms down on the door about her head. My hands were on her bony hips. The muscles of her sphincter massaged me at the base of my penis, while various other muscles inside of her squeezed and rubbed me from angles impossible to describe other than bliss.

We were together for maybe three minutes, five at the most. In those blissful moments we were one. We weren't cheating. We were only enjoying each other's body. Nothing and nobody mattered but her. And for her, what else could she be thinking cheating, with another man's penis slowly fucking and stretching her ass as gently and as fast as he could? It was cold of her to be doing this in her boyfriend's house, maybe heartless. She would certainly regret this.

I felt myself reaching climax. I sped up, my pace. I pushed my fingers deep inside of her vagina and rubbing furiously with my thumb on her erect clit. I knew she wasn't yet orgasming, but I didn't have time to try and let her finish. We were cutting it close doing this in my friend's full house.

"A little slower please. Yes, like that." She whispered. "Yes..."

Her voice, thick with sex, set me off and that was it. I pushed deep and held it in her when I came. A good burst of sperm shot from me. I pushed hard, up and up into her butt, filling her bowels with my sperm.

"I'm cumming in you Danitza."

"In me?"

"Yes."

She didn't say anything but remained still as I unloaded sperm into her butt. I leaned to her and smelled the floral fragrance of her hair. She was breathing hard. I leaned around and met her lips. We kissed like that, with my penis squirting cum into her rectum, and her face pressed against the door, my hand on her clit.

When I was done, I slowly pulled my penis from her and it fell out in a snap. I had nothing to wipe myself and was so worried someone would come, that I tucked myself up into my shorts and pulled my pants up. She too, pulled up her thong and then her tight khaki pants.

"Do you think they'll think anything?" She asked me.

"No. Look, you go to the bathroom and I'll head downstairs."

"Did you enjoy it?" She asked me.

"Beyond words, Danitza." I leaned over and kissed her forehead.

"Do you think I'm a hoe?"

"No. I love doing this with you. Danitza, I'd like to have sex with you too, you know, not just in your ass."

"I do too...it's just that, I feel like that's the one thing that I'm doing right, not letting you have my pussy, you know. I can't give everything to you. Javier has to have something that is only his you know."

"And so you're saying your ass is only mine?"

She smiled. "I guess so."

We kissed again, but she pulled away sharply.

"This can't go on. It's so wrong, you know. Don't think that I like you, okay. It's not like that. I hate you...I think."

"What?"

"I hate you." She said, and slowly opened the door to the room in a peak outside.

She'd transformed again into the stuck up Danitza. The one who ignored me. The one who could do no wrong. I tried to grab her but she pushed me away. She gave me a sharp glare and stepped out into the hallway. I heard the bathroom door open and close, and the fan turn on inside.

I stepped out into the hall. I hadn't realized how stuffy and hot the room had gotten. I was very nervous somebody would see me exit his sister's room. But nobody was upstairs. I saw the bathroom, a glow around the door jamb. Then turned and went down the stairs. I heard the crowd of people in the living room. I went to the fridge and got a beer. Javier was sitting at the table and he saw me and smiled. I smiled back. I was such a bad person.

I went to Javier and he was drunk. He gave me a high five to the hand I'd had, just moments before, over his girlfriend's hard clit. The hand I'd had pulling his girl's tight butt cheeks apart. The hand I'd used to finger her while I had my way with her ass.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Danitza slowly coming down the stairs looking sexy in the deliberate movements of her body. She glanced at me for a moment and saw me with Javier. I noticed the way she was walking, a bit slower, definitely she felt sore from giving her ass to me.

I felt bad about what I'd just done with Danitza, but at the same moment I felt a certain smug confidence. I'd just fucked that pretty girl walking carefully down the stairs, up her ass, and nobody knew about it.

She came over without one more look at me, as if I didn't exist, and leaned against Javier. Her perfume filled my nose and it brought me back to the incredible ass she owned, and the secret fun I'd had. Danitza leaned and kissed Javier's cheek. I saw her hands over him, rubbing his shoulders, his back.

Just then Ivonne walked in with her friends. She looked at me and smiled. Her face bright with beauty. If Danitza wanted to end it that was fine. Ivonne was stunning, and maybe one day she'd let me talk her into giving up her big ass.

I saw the difference between the girls. One was bright and cheerful and with everything worn on her sleeve, the other darker and silent, an elegant enigma. Either way, I felt on top of the world and the high that accompanied it, even if it was at other people's expense. I wondered how Danitza felt.

THE END