tagAnalBooty Call: Penny

Booty Call: Penny

byJohnPanzer©

Penny was Indian but, as I'd discover later, after being adopted at just a few weeks old she'd never been back to India. She'd fully availed herself of everything a first-world country had to offer. About 5'4, her teeth were white and straight, and her gym membership had given her a slim, toned physique. She probably could have gained a few pounds, to be honest, but her almost impossibly narrow waist made her appealingly round booty look a bit bigger than it really was.

She really knew how to move. I first spotted her on the dance floor at some dingy club, elbowing my friend and pointing her out. He'd had his eye on a girl with dyed blonde hair and obvious fake tits all night, so his response was a little non-committal.

"She's cute. A little skinny. Nice rack."

I introduced myself as soon as she took a break from shaking her ass. I guess the fact that she wasn't there with anybody should have told me something was up, but my girlfriend, Emma, was out of town and I figured there was no harm in talking to her.

"Can I buy you a drink?" I asked after introductions.

She bit her lip and looked around. "Are you single?" she asked.

"Sure," I said, the lie coming without me even having to think twice.

I know she didn't believe me, but she still smiled. "How about taking me home, instead?"

We kissed in the cab, but she seemed more interested in teasing me, flicking her long black hair around, bumping her hip up against mine, "accidentally" letting her hand slide just a little too far up my thigh. By the time we'd gotten inside, any pretence at the "getting to know you" stuff was forgotten. We were in the bedroom peeling each other's clothes off within minutes of the front door closing. As Penny kissed my neck, I remembered to take the opportunity to turn the bedside picture of my girlfriend around.

I was lying on my back, stripped down to my boxers, Penny to her bra and panties as she rocked her butt back against my bulge, almost like she was dancing. As I reached down to hook my fingers into her panties, she asked the one question I'd been dreading.

"Do you have any condoms?"

I frowned and shook my head. Emma and I didn't use them, so keeping them in the house might have raised her suspicions. If she knew what I'd been up to, she might have insisted.

"Listen," said Penny, "I'm not on the pill or anything, so I don't think I can fuck you. But we can do anything else you like."

"Oh, that sounds great," I smiled encouragingly. I'd been dying to fuck Penny ever since I'd seen her, but I wasn't going to complain at the prospect of getting to do other things to her tight little body. I figured that slamming her pussy could wait until next time.

In response she leaned over me, her long black hair tickling my chest. We locked eyes and she bit her lip as she slid her hand down my chest, cool brown fingers slipping into my boxers, tweaking the head. She licked her lips before sliding down, taking my boxers off in one smooth, well-practiced movement. My cock stood up like a flagpole, her tongue darting out to flick against the head, making me jump like I'd been given an electric shock.

Apparently satisfied with what she'd found in my boxers, she reached up to unfasten her bra, throwing the black lacy garment across my face and giggling. She was only a B cup, but her tits were perfect, perky handfuls, a perfect compliment to her flat tummy and toned, athletic ass.

Sitting back, she brought her legs in front of her, one delicate foot resting against my thigh, while the other pushed against my shaft, rubbing it up and down. I'd never really been a foot-fetish guy, but when the toes of her other foot started to tease and tickle my balls, I was an instant convert. She giggled as she felt the way I responded and started to lick her hand.

"Never had a footjob before?" she asked quietly, between licks. I shook my head and she smiled. "You've missed out."

Leaning down, she took me in her slick, saliva covered hand, spreading her spit along my shaft before flipping over onto her tummy. She looked at me over her shoulder, her legs trailing back toward me, soft soles gently squeezing and kneading my cock between them.

"Oh Jesus fucking Christ," I moaned as she started to move her nimble feet, skilfully rolling my shaft between her soft, delicate arches. Her tiny toes tickled my thick length and teased the head, squeezing a few drops of precum onto my tummy. "Fuck, you bitch, you keep that up and I'm going to blow on my stomach."

I wasn't sure how she'd take to being insulted, but she just giggled. "Maybe that's this bitch's plan?"

As she squeezed my spit-coated cock between her lovely feet, I couldn't help but rock my hips up and down, feeling my cock beginning to throb. Detecting my enthusiasm she moved even faster, with predictable results. I groaned as I erupted across my stomach and chest, spurting almost all the way up to my chin. She watched over her shoulder, giving me one last squeeze with her feet before sliding her leg down, big toe drawing patterns in the cum.

"How was that?" she asked, although she already knew the answer. She laughed when all I could muster was a thumbs-up. "Wanna glaze my ass?" She giggled as she peeled off her panties, revealing her waxed snatch and perfect brown butt before sitting up and facing away, perching herself on my stomach.

"Oh," she said as she rubbed herself in my sperm, "it feels like I've dipped my ass in a river of cum!"

"You sent my sperm count through the roof," I said, making her yelp as I gave her ass a playful slap.

As my seed dried on my stomach and her ass she settled herself on my spent shaft, rocking back and forth, gently humping my cock between her asscheeks. "Oh, you like that?" she giggled as she felt me harden.

"Just enjoying the view," I replied, sliding my hands up to her tiny waist.

She let me guide her back and forth against my thick shaft, looking over her shoulder as she reached back to tease the head with her fingers and jerk me off a little, her long black hair falling across her face. Pressing her knees against the bed, she lifted herself a little, my cock springing up to nestle against her little brown pucker like somebody had glued it there.

"What are you doing?" I managed to whisper.

"Just playing," was her response.

Taking the root of my shaft in her hand, she raised herself onto the top of my pole, then leaned forward, her long black hair trailing against my knees as she rubbed her wet, bald slit up and down. We both gasped as the tip grazed her little honey trap of a pussy and she eased down a little, moaning as she rocked herself back and forth. It took everything in me not to grab a handful of her hair and pull her down against me, spearing her with my whole length. The only thing that stopped me was the thought that she was trusting me not to do exactly that.

After a few agonising moments she lifted herself off my cock, now back to full, throbbing hardness. "Um," she said, "there's no polite way to ask but you don't, like, have anything, do you?"

"I'm clean, I swear." I gave her my best smile. Truth be told, I could have been a little more diligent on the blood test front, but if she was offering what I thought she might be, there was no way I was giving her a reason to say no.

Penny gave me a blinding white smile. "I was hoping you'd say that." She settled back down against me, but this time it was her asshole that came to rest against the head of my cock. She showed off her dance moves again, rubbing her little brown pucker up and down, back and forth, both of us groaning as she pushed just to the point where I was sure her backdoor was about to pop open. It felt like she was kissing my cock with her asshole, and it was the most mind-blowing teasing I've ever been subjected to.

"Oh," she gasped, easing herself back up and off me, "it's been a while since I had anything hard up my butt."

"A while?" I asked, snaking my hand around her hip, fingers gently probing her wet slit. "Like months?"

"God, that feels good!" She threw her head back and arched her back, her long black hair tickling my face.

"You didn't answer my question." I let my thumb stray against her clit, and she actually yelped, almost jumping off the bed.

"Mmm, more like a week," she giggled. "I'm so fucking tight and tiny back there, though."

"Have you got anything that might help?" I asked, keen to push through any last-minute reluctance. My finger, dipped in her honey-sweet juices, strayed to her asshole and she relaxed expertly as I pushed, swallowing my digit quite easily.

Penny rolled her hips as I fingerfucked her, one hand coming down to rub her wet snatch while her other got busy pinching and tweaking her nipples. After a minute I added a second digit, a slight whimper the only complaint as I stretched out her little ring. It only took a few minutes before my attentions had the desired effect. She started panting, her asshole contracted around my fingers, then she threw her head back and cried out. Her ass rubbed back and forth against my cock like she was trying to convince somebody she was only doing this to pay for college, and it was all I could do not to dump another load on my stomach right there and then.

Finally she eased forward, my fingers sliding free of her now slightly opened asshole. Catching her breath, she leaned forward to rustle around in her handbag as she looked for something. My cock felt a little lonely without Penny's ass squished against it, but I was grateful for a chance to cool down, especially when she looked over her shoulder and said, "Now it's your turn," with a devilish grin.

Producing a tube of lube, she got up on her knees, giving me a great view as she squirted some of the slippery gel into her hand and started packing it up her asshole. The way she went about this ritual told me it wasn't the first time she'd treated a guy to a similar show.

"When did you first take it up the ass?" I asked.

She pursed her lips as she looked back at me, then smiled. "Let's just say I got to be prom queen and buttfuck queen, both in the same year."

I moaned and closed my eyes as she wrapped her cool, slippery hand around my drooling cock, spreading the lube methodically, expertly tightening her grip until I was just about bouncing off the bed. That bit of business taken care of, she turned away once again, leaning back a little as she guided her heart-shaped ass onto the tip.

"Can you point it?" she asked, her breathing a little shallow.

I took my cock by the base as she moved her hips in a slow circle, dragging her slippery asshole against the head. As she pushed down on me this time she opened easily, both of us groaning as my shaft eased up into her well-oiled insides. She lifted herself up and off, giving me an amazing view of her gaping little hole, then threw me a sexy wink as she eased back down.

We settled into a rhythm after that. She took a butt-hammering like an absolute professional, my thick rod plunging in and out of her hole as she bounced herself up and down, squealing and making low moans that were almost growls the whole time. My cock felt so hard and swollen that I thought I was going to split her in two, but she didn't miss a beat.

I didn't think I'd be able to get off again so soon, but the sexy sight of her slim body bouncing on the bed I normally shared with Emma, and the amazing feel of her tight ring clinging to my cock soon had me right at the edge. "I'm cumming!" I cried as my balls tingled, her ass milking the pre-jizz from my shaft. I wrapped my hands around her waist, ready to pull her off if she didn't want me to pop inside her.

"Yes!" was all she yelled as she slide all the way down, my balls squished against her dripping pussy, her buttcheeks pillowed against my abs. I felt the surge all the way from the top of my head to the tip of my prick, cumming like a firehose, spurt after spurt filling her most private niche. Her ass made a squelching noise as she jiggled it around my cock. When she slipped off, I felt more of my warm cream dripping across my thighs and stomach.

"Your poor spermies," she giggled. "They're looking for an egg to fertilise but they're in the wrong hole."

I couldn't raise much more than a weak chuckle at this. After a fuck like that I could barely see.

"Um, can I get money for a cab?" asked Penny, slipping off the bed. I noticed she was walking a little funny as she retrieved her clothing and it made me smile.

"Oh sure." I reached for my wallet. "How much do you want?"

"Two hundred?" She giggled.

I guess a little of my brain had leaked out along with a few million of my kids, because I handed over the cash without any argument. In return, I got a folded-up piece of paper with her number and an instruction to call any time.

I had to wait until my girlfriend went away again, but she'd barely been gone a minute before I caught another look at the back of Penny's head, her glossy black hair bouncing as her magical asshole did a repeat performance on my cock. A few days after that she let me take her on all fours as she faced Emma's big changing mirror, the look of concentration on her cute face as I plumbed her butt prompting me to shoot a big enough load that I swear her tummy swelled a little. That was also the night that, on Penny's request, I tried my first golden shower. I had misgivings about how degrading it was for her, but seeing her cavort and play in the golden stream pushed all that out of my mind. When we had our fourth liaison she let me bring a friend along, but that, as they say, is another story.

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