Anal At Last Ch. 15

"What?" she said, snorting. "Not having come for two years even though you got fucked regularly?" She paused, realizing what she'd just said. "Oh, Andy, I'm sorry, it's just so frustrating at the moment. That's why I want someone to talk to, a guy, that can maybe explain why Ken did what he did. I don't mean to get angry at you."

"Listen, Simone, I can't explain why Ken did whatever he did, as I don't think it's something that I'd ever do. And I can't really kick Sam out after I invited her here. But I'm hear to listen if you need to vent a bit, so here's an option. Either we could meet for lunch early this week, or you could come over later in the week. Your choice."

She thought about it for a moment. "How's about this Andy - you come over here when you're free, and I'll cook a nice dinner. It'll be good to have another adult to cook for, for a change. I'm sick of bloody fish fingers - Daniel asks for them every night. Obviously, he gets other stuff, but it's fish bloody fingers twice a week recently."

"It's a date. I'll give you a call when I've got my diary around, and place my order for dinner."

She laughed, said she'd be round to pick up Daniel shortly, and we said our goodbyes. I wandered back to the others, and found Sam glaring at me.

"Simone again, eh? I'm telling you, she's after you."

"Sam, she's going through a tough divorce. You have no idea what that's like. All she wants is to talk to someone that's been through it before. Her husband, if I understand correctly, cheated on her, making her feel like she's not good enough. And if she's feeling a little low and wants some flattery and attention to boost her self-esteem, then I'm more than willing to help her out."

"Yeah, whatever Andy. I believe you, thousands wouldn't." And with that she went to play with the boys again.

Simone appeared a bit later to pick up Stephen, but left quickly, after we'd confirmed I'd go over to hers on Friday. I'd work out what to do about Daniel in the meantime.

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Sam and I had a quiet night, watched a movie, had some dinner, put Daniel to bed. Although she changed her top, she kept her bra off, and seemed to be taking every opportunity to rub her breasts against me. I could tell she was still a bit jealous of Simone, so I played up to it by talking about Simone, what a nice woman she was, how she needed a good man (ie, me) to take care of her now that Ken the Bastard was gone, how maybe I could even make a play for her as Angela had given me the green light to play the field a bit. Sam got more and more irritable about it as the night wore on, knowing that I was winding her up, but unable to resist rising to the bait. At one point, I got talking about her figure, and how she had some of the greatest tits I'd ever seen.

Sam bit at that one. "That's right Andy, one boob job and you're all over her, saying how wonderful she is. They're not that great, they look way too false, and there's nothing worse than big fake balloons stuck on a woman. She looks like an overgrown barbie."

I looked at her, smiling. "I don't think they are fake. Maybe I should ask her, and then see if I can cop a feel just to make sure. Yeah... that'll be real nice."

"Andy, they're horrible. They don't look natural at all."

"What, like your's, you mean?"

"Well, I didn't mean that exactly... but yes, like mine."

"Listen, Sam, honey, you've got a great rack, I'll give you that, but... well... Simone's a bit perkier than you, if you know what I mean."

She snapped. "Are you saying I've got droopy boobs?!"

"Sam, calm down love, it's OK, they're still very, very nice."

"Are you saying I've got droopy boobs?!"

"Well... maybe just a little bit."

"Rubbish. I'm eighteen Andy, how can they be droopy. Hers have got to be fake - she's had a kid and they still defy gravity. Fake, fake, fake."

"Maybe she didn't breastfed. Anyway Sam, whether they're fake or not, they're still very attractive."

"As attractive as these?" She whipped up her top, exposing her breasts, to my delight. I looked, taking a few seconds, enjoying the view.

"Well, Sam, that's a bit unfair. You know I'm not seeing Ang for a few days. Do you mind putting them away? They're very distracting."

"Oh, NOW they're distracting. And yet earlier you couldn't take your eyes of Simone's spherical fakes. Maybe if I'd done this you might have been able drag your eyes away..." She let her top stay sitting above her boobs, and lowered both hands to her tits, gently moulding and pressing them.

"I might have paid attention, Sam, but that might not have been a good thing. After all, I might have done this..." I reached up with my own hand, taking one of hers away, and starting playing with her tits myself. God they were nice: plump, round, great stiff nipples. Sam sighed, and let her other hand drop away. I took that as a sign, and reached out with the other hand to play with both of them. Then I ducked my head, and pulled one of them towards me, sucking her meaty nipple into mouth, sucking and licking it, nibbling it with my teeth, feeling it harden under my tongue.

Sam moaned above me, and pulled my head tight into her. I reached up with both hands, and pulled her top off her, leaving her naked from the waist up, and then I gently pushed her backwards, laying her along the sofa, sliding on top of her, still sucking and kissing her breasts. I levered myself right on top of her, letting her feel my cock harden as it pressed against her, and she ran her hands down my back, under my shirt, feeling the firm muscles of my back, pulling me into her, her breath hot and fast in my ear.

"Andy... No... We can't..."

"Sam, it's OK, we're not going to... Just enjoy this..." I slid down her body slowly, kissing my way down her stomach. Then I undid her jeans. She tried to protest, but not too strongly. I started to slide them down, but it was difficult in the position we were in. I stood up, and pulled her up so that she was sitting normally on the sofa, albeit slumped right down. I tugged at her jeans again, and she lifted her hips to let them slide off, her shoes coming off at the same time. She had a pair of black panties on, nice ones, more sexy than the ones I imagine that she'd worn before shopping with Angela. Kneeling between her legs, I started kissing up her inner thigh, licking it occasionally, feeling her twitch with the nervous tension in her legs, running my hands underneath her to cup her firm ass.

I reached her groin, and kissed her through her knickers. She moaned my name, pulling my head into her. I quickly stood up, and sat beside her, pulling her onto me. She moved to straddle me, her tits dangling in front of me. I ran my hands down her back, cupping her ass again, this time sliding in underneath her knickers, her bare skin hot against my hands. I craned my neck up, and she took the hint, dropping down a bit to let me suck her tits again.

I really went to town, sucking, nipping, licking, nibbling, one breast then the other, all the time massaging her ass. She started to breath more rapidly, and her hips started to move, subtly grinding herself onto my cock, rubbing her mound against my hardness. I was loving the moment, relishing in this eighteen year old virgin, topless, getting herself off my rubbing herself on my cock through my jeans, her great figure before me, pushing her tits into my face.

"Oh Andy... that's so good..."

"Enjoy it Sam... Let it come..." She started more obviously rubbing herself against me, sometimes doing it slowly and pressing very hard, sometimes quick light thrusts, her breath coming faster and faster. She moaned above me, and I used my hips to press harder against her, pulling her down with my hands. I was desperate to start playing with her ass, but I thought that would blow the entire game-playing with her, forever. I imagined Angela coming in, seeing us like this, and kneeling behind Sam, licking Sam's ass-cheeks, moving her knickers away to expose Sam's virgin asshole, kissing and licking closer to the honey pot, until her tongue ran across Sam's rectum, causing Sam to cry out in pleasure...

... Then I imagined Simone coming in, seeing the threesome, whipping off her clothes, and pulling Angela away, towards her, the two older women kissing and stroking each other, getting off on watching Sam grind herself on my cock...

I came back to reality. Sam was getting close to orgasm now, panting, sweat collecting in her cleavage. I licked it up, and then went back to her tits, sucking the nipples in, tasting her unique flavour, rubbing myself up against her as much as she was against me.

"That's it Sam, let it come, let it come... You look so good above me... I love your figure Sam... I love your tits... Let me feel you come baby... Come while you ride me... That's it... Let it come..."

And come she did, pushing hard down onto me, crying out my name, pulling my head (quite painfully) into her tits, almost cutting off my air supply. I let her come out the other side, and started calming her down, soothing her, uttering sweet nothings as she came back down from her peak.

Eventually, she slid off me, still panting as she flopped on the sofa. "Oh god Andy, we shouldn't have done that... but... but it was so good..."

I slid off the sofa, kneeling between her legs again, leaning forward to kiss her throat, her breasts, her nipples, her stomach, whilst sliding my hands to her waist to start pulling her knickers off.

"No, Andy... that's enough.... No more... No... Oh god, yes". That last utterance came as I pulled one hand away from the side of her knickers, sliding to her cleft, in through the leg, and rubbing it up and down her lips. She lifted her hips, and started pulling her knickers down herself. I carried on taking them off, sliding them off her legs completely, leaving her naked and lusty in front of me.

I knelt forward again, kissing my way down her stomach, nuzzling her inner thighs, licking the crease where her thighs joined her groin, moving closer and closer to her mound. As my tongue flicked up her lips, her hips thrust forward, pushing herself onto me, letting me taste her juices properly. She grabbed the back of my head, pulling me in closer. I kept on licking, sucking, parting her lips, pressing against her clit, working the alphabet with my tongue on her hard nub.

With my hands, I undid my shirt and slid it off me, undoing my belt and flies, managing to slide my jeans and boxers off. I don't even think she really noticed, she was enjoying my oral sex so much. When I was naked, my cock rock hard and leaking pre-cum, I slid a hand underneath her, a finger extended, to part her lips, and push inside, curling up to find her g-spot.

She bucked above me as I touched it, and screamed my name, her cunt walls clenching as the pleasure hit her. She was getting close to orgasm again, so I let her get a bit closer, and then pulled back, smiling up at her from between her spread legs.

"Sam honey... Let's come together... Let's wank and watch each other... Let's make each other come just from seeing each other."

I stood up, and she drank in my nakedness, eyes settling on my engorged cock. "Oh god Andy... I didn't realise it was so big..."

I remembered that this was the first time she'd seen me naked in daylight, at least, the first time up close and personal, given that she'd watched me wank often enough, and seen me on the various PC showings. I told her to touch it, and she reached forward tentatively, stretching out a hand to wrap it around me. She giggled when she felt it throb at her touch, and she started to slowly wank it, watching the pre-cum ooze out as she pulled her hand towards the top. She reached out with the other hand, running it around the top, making my legs weak, and collecting some of my juice. She then mirrored my actions the other night, slowly bringing her hand to her mouth, and licking it off.

I groaned, and took her hand off me. I took hold of my cock myself, and started to wank, slowly but firmly. "Sam... Play with yourself... Let me see you finger yourself while you watch me... Do it Sam... Do it for me."

She paused, and then slid both hands to her cunt, sliding two fingers of one hand into herself, and using the other to play with her clit. I groaned and licked my lips, still able to taste her juices.

We were both getting into it, and I wanted something else. "Sam.... Turn around... Kneel on the sofa... Let me see you play with yourself and see your ass in the air... Do it baby... Expose yourself to me..."

She did it immediately, not even a moment's hesitation. She whipped around, and exposed her firm bubble butt to me. I nearly came on the spot. Her ass was delicious. Maybe a little hairier between than I liked between the cheeks, but I'd get Ang to have a word with her to get rid of that. Her asshole winked at me, as her hands appeared between her legs, sliding in and playing with her clit again.

I reached forward, and pushed down on her lower back, getting her to arch her spine, thrusting her bum out more. Her lips spread, swollen read and shining wetly as she wanked. I moaned her name, knowing I would not last long. I edged forward, lining myself up so that I would come over her back and ass. She was moaning heavily now, again close to orgasm. I started wanking faster, aiming to come before her.

"Oh god Sam... You look so good like that... I love your ass, your tits, your body... Show me baby, show me how you wank yourself... Do you do this a lot?... Do you wank like this in your room upstairs when you stay here... Listening to Angela and I having sex... Wishing you could see everything you could hear... Wanting to see my cock... Wanting me to come all over you instead of her...?"

She moaned, her eyes closed, her juices running down her inner thighs. I could see her asshole clenching, so she was real close now. I gave myself some short quick strokes, bringing my come on, feeling my balls tighten, and then watching my come as it flew through the air, landing in gobs on her ass.

"Oh god Sam... That's so good... I love coming on you... You look so good with my come all over you... You're so sexy honey... You make me so horny... Look at me, coming all over your ass... Keep wanking baby, let me see you come... I want you to come with my jizz all over your lovely ass..."

When I got my breath back, Sam almost at her orgasm, I started to rub my come into her ass, enjoying the feel of her big but firm ass in my hands, massaging it, spreading her cheeks, thinking about what it would be like to finally stuff my cock into her ass. She got closer and closer to orgasm all the while, until eventually she came again. I took the opportunity to spread my come around her crack, rubbing it around, further and further down until I was just rubbing it against her asshole, delighting in the feel of it beneath my finger.

As she came down, I withdrew from her asshole, just spreading my come around her ass cheeks more. She then collapsed on the sofa, turning to face me. "What did you do then?"

"Just a little something I picked up a long time ago... Did you like it?" Please god, let her say yes.

"It felt dirty."

Shit.

"But... yes, it felt really good."

Angels sang, the sun shine brighter than ever before, and my cock reversed direction and started paying attention again.

I pulled her up to me, pulling her in close, my hands running down her back to her bum cheeks. As I kissed her neck, feeling her tits press against me with her still-fast breathing, I started fondling her bum. Not near her asshole, just her cheeks. "If you like that," I whispered, "wait until you feel my tongue there."

She broke away from me. "Andy... that's disgusting!"

"Why? I've done it with Angela. I love it. She loves it. How can it be disgusting?"

"Well, it's where I go to the toilet from."

"OK, there are some hygiene practices to take into account, but once that's done with... you'll love it."

"Andy, stop it, you're making me feel wierd."

"OK Sam, just remember that you enjoyed it."

She sat down, thinking. Then, "Do you really do that with Angela?"

I was glad I had her interest peaked. "Yes. She's as sensitive there as she is anywhere else, and I've used my fingers, my tongue, and even..." I left the sentence hanging.

It took her a second. "You mean... You've.... In her backside?" She looked shocked.

I sat down beside her, my hand on her thigh. "Come on Sam, don't tell me you've never heard of it. I don't believe you. You know it goes on, both with men and women. Angela had never done it before, but we tried it, and now it's a regular part of our lovemaking. Surely you saw that on the DVD?"

"Well.. I thought so at first, but the angle was funny and... well, I'm not exactly experienced enough to tell the difference, am I?"

"OK, fair point. Yes, it's a regular thing. She - and I - like it both ways, regularly."

"Doesn't it hurt her?"

"No. At first, you have to be careful, admittedly, and use plenty of lubrication. But now she's used to it, it still needs some lubrication, but not as much."

"And you enjoy it as well?"

"Absolutely. It's very... sensual. It feels much more intimate than normal sex. Now don't get me wrong, I like normal sex. Very much. But there's something illicit about taking a woman anally, something quite delicious. Something of the 'forbidden fruit'. That's rare in this day and age, when anything and everything is on display in your local newsagent or on TV at two minutes past nine."

She sat and thought for a while, her gaze flicking to my erect cock every now and again. I was delighted the way this conversation was going, and the thought of it was having it's effect down below.

"That's how I feel about my virginity."

Eh? Where did that come from? I thought. "How do you mean?"

"Well... If I save myself till marriage, won't my husband love it if he's my first? That's what you men like isn't it, a tight little virgin?"

"Oh yes. Yes indeed. Nothing better. Although I'm only speaking generally. I've never actually taken a virginity myself... although I'm hoping maybe one day..." I stopped speaking, and let my eyes wander down to Sam's groin, taking in her swollen lips, her juice clinging to her hairs like dew. One thing that I'd not thought about caught my attention. She kept herself trim down there. Not nearly bald like Angela, but trim. I suppose if I'd thought about it, I would have expected her to be hairier, not realizing that most men like it trimmed.

She looked me in the eye, a tear forming. "No, Andy, no... Don't ask me that... I mean what I say. I'm saving myself."

I sighed. "OK Sam, whatever you say. But would you like to carry on with what we're doing? I've said before, it'll be good for your future husband."

She looked away for a second or two. Then she turned back to me, looked towards my erect cock, and reached out for it. She took me in hand, and started slowly wanking me, as she ran another hand down to her cunt, and pushed two fingers into her cunt. "Does that answer your question?"

I pushed her back onto her back, and slid on top of her. She started pushing me away, "No Andy! No!"

"Sam, it's OK... Stop... I'm not going any further...." I settled my hips down, my cock lined up with her cunt, slowly rubbing up and down. "There... There... It's OK... "

She stopped struggling. "Oh, god Andy, that feels good.... You're so hard... I can't believe we're doing this... Oh so good." Her hands came down to my ass, pulling me in, and her legs came up to wrap around my back. So she's seen enough sex on TV then, I thought, to know how to position herself. Her hips began pumping, grinding herself against my cock. She tucked her head into my shoulder, kissing me, murmuring about how good it felt. "Tomorrow night Andy... you'll get your wish..." she whispered.