Title: A Surprise For Suzanne
Author: WhisperGlass@yahoo.com
This is the third in the "Suzanne" series: "A Taste of Suzanne" and
"Inside Suzanne" were posted here a while back (probably a year ago,
I'm a slow writer). This story's predominantly anal sex, if that's not
your thing, body swerve now.
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I find Suzanne in the kitchen, leaning on the counter top and facing
away from me as she leafs through some magazine. I cross the kitchen
floor stealthily, intent upon my target. In all truth, Suzanne knows
exactly what I'm up to, but it pleases her to play along. As I make my
final approach, I appraise her shapely form for about the millionth
time. What a lucky bastard I am.
Suzanne stands around 5'5", with shoulder length dark brown hair and a
slender build (perfect hour glass figure: medium breasts, a tiny waist
and gently flaring hips). Today she's decked out casually, jeans and a
tee-shirt (no bra, I notice). Her feet have been left bare.
As I come up behind her, Suzanne's studied nonchalance cracks a
little; I can see her hands quiver as they turn the pages of the
magazine. I gaze down at the taut fabric covering her perfect ass, the
material stretched particularly tight since Suzanne is deliberately
putting her cute little rump on show for me. Boy, am I going to have
fun with that today.
We don't speak at all, this adds to the tension, the anticipation.
Reaching round that oh-so-sexy waist, I loosen Suzanne's belt and pop
the top button on her jeans. A little awkwardly -- and with a few
helpful wiggles from Suzanne -- I succeed in loosening her pants to
the point where she can shrug them off completely. This leaves the
modesty of Suzanne's nether regions protected merely by the skimpiest
of white cotton panties, most of which has rucked up almost completely
into the crack of her ass. What a wonderful sight to behold.
In one swift (and, I might add, practiced) motion I yank Suzanne's
panties down to her knees. Almost instinctively my hand reaches up
between her legs and caresses the moistness of her sex, the sweet lips
of her vulva parting easily under my touch. Delightful as it is,
Suzanne's is not my main course today. My finger, now lightly
covered in her juice, traces back between the clefts of her buttocks
and sinks smoothly into her anus.
Suzanne giggles, my finger is cold. But the giggling stops as a
second, and then third, finger joins the first, gently but firmly
massaging and stretching her delightful (and now well traveled) anal
passage. She sighs in contentment as my probing digits push deep
inside her, my knuckles pressed tight against her asshole.
I glance down and, using my other hand to push apart the perfect milky
globes of her buttocks, gaze in wonder once more at the sight of
Suzanne's asshole stretched tight around my inquisitive fingers, gently
squirming in their exploration of that most delicious, tight anal
tract.
The painful bulge in my jeans reminds me that it's time to treat
Suzanne's ass to something a little more substantial. Somehow I manage
the delicate balancing act of shrugging down jeans and freeing my
prick from the confines of my underwear, whilst maintaining my digital
assault on Suzanne's rectum. It's not as easy as it sounds, believe
me. My cock juts into the air eagerly, the swollen head throbbing in
anticipation of the delicious tightness of Suzanne's anus.
There's one final act of preparation: I keep a few bottles of
lubricant stationed around the house for emergencies such as this.
With a practiced flick of the thumb I spin the top off and squeeze a
generous amount onto the tip of my penis. I massage this down the
length of my shaft, careful not to get too carried away, I don't want
to spoil the fun.
Once I'm satisfied with the result -- a glistening rod of rock hard
flesh -- I throw the bottle to one side. Pulling my fingers from
Suzanne's ass I spread her cheeks. Her asshole remains dilated and
moistly inviting and I'm tempted to kneel down and eat it, tonguing
her to orgasm. But that can wait till later, I want to penetrate her
with my cock first.
Still holding her cheeks apart with one hand, I use the other to guide
the tip of my prick to the entrance of Suzanne's anus. Her body
stiffens and she grips the counter top tightly as she braces for my
first stroke. Over the last few weeks we've experimented a great deal,
Suzanne and I, and it shows in the way I can slip myself into her anal
passage with something approaching ease. Don't mistake me, her rump is
still delightfully tight, and it takes lubricant and a little manual
warm-up, but it definitely takes less time and effort than our first
little adventure in this field.
I rub my cock head around the rim of her anus, just to tease her;
building anticipation for the coming pleasure. My prick positioned for
action, I move my hands to her hips, so as to steady myself and
provide leverage. Moving my pelvis forward and a little up, my manhood
begins its journey into Suzanne's bowels. The way is easy at first;
her much abused sphincter offers almost no resistance, accustomed as it
is to my fingers, tongue and cock (and many other objects we've
experimented with). Likewise, the first inch or two of passageway,
well stretched by inquisitive fingers, yields smoothly.
Thereafter, firm, steady pressure is required to burrow my cock deeper
and deeper into the exquisitely tight, yet delightfully slick, inner
regions of Suzanne's ass. The first stroke is always my favorite, the
sensation of opening up Suzanne's tight bowel, of introducing her most
private place to my cock is beyond description.
It takes me just a few seconds to bury my penis up to the balls on
that first stroke, a new record. Suzanne grunts softly, her white
knuckles on the counter top betraying the intensity of the experience.
She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, wiggling her hips a
little in an effort to better accommodate the hard, unyielding invader
nestled deep within her.
I rest for a second, savoring the sight Suzanne's asshole stretched
around my prick, the feeling of my balls resting against her moistened
cunt. I reach down and probe her there, then raise my fingers to my
mouth for a taste. Her juice is, as ever, sweet as can be. I'll enjoy
eating her later.
But back to the task at hand -- if hand is the right word. Accompanied
by a soft sound, I withdraw the length of my shaft from
Suzanne's ass. Her abused asshole is now hugely dilated, but begins to
shrink rapidly as I watch. Quickly, I reenter and thrust, forcefully
this time, up to the hilt. My balls slap hard onto Suzanne's pussy,
and she mutters something that sounds like 'Ungh'.
Now the real fucking begins. I pound into Suzanne's ass with long
strokes, withdrawing almost to her sphincter then plunging deep
inside. On each thrust I try to push harder, straining to press my
dick head just a little farther into tight but yielding bowel. As I
work up into a steady rhythm there is no sound apart from our ragged
breathing and the slap of my balls.
Once Suzanne's ass has surrendered completely, her warm, inviting anus
almost me in on each stroke, I begin to up the pace. Sweat
breaks on my skin as the effort of ramming my manhood deep into
Suzanne begins to catch up to me. But it is a uniquely rewarding
experience. Suzanne clenches her anal muscles rhythmically, gently
clenching my penis and adding to the already pleasure. One of
her hands moves to down to her and begins a vigorous
investigation. She's so wet down there that the whole of her hand,
slim as it is, could probably slip inside without much effort. I can
hear the tapping sound of excess juice dripping from her cunt, shaken
loose by the pounding her ass is taking.
My balls are now so tight it's painful. I pull myself in closer,
moving my grip from waist to shoulders, and start to fuck Suzanne with
short, sharp jabs. I leave most of the length of my cock within her
for each thrust, and instead concentrate on deeper penetration. I want
to shoot my as deep within her as possible.
At last I can hold back no longer. I slam my dick home in one final
powerful thrust, a grunt of effort escaping my lips. I can feel my
entire penis throbbing as I shoot spurts of semen deep into Suzanne's
ass. The worms it way even deeper into her bowel than my cock; I
have her ass plugged so tightly that there's nowhere else for it to
go. As the last of my fluid drains into her, I become aware that
Suzanne is gently thrusting and gyrating her hips, fucking herself on
the remains of my erection. I sense the motions of her hand over
and within her increasing in intensity as she brings herself to
orgasm. Removing my hands from her shoulders, I play with one of her
nipples through the material of her tee-shirt whilst simultaneously
massaging the firm flesh of one of her ass cheeks.
As always, Suzanne cums intensely, her whole body shuddering as the
pleasure engulfs her. Her anal tract rhythmically tightens around me
and I can feel my penis stiffening a little in response. I begin to
fuck her ass again, this time slow and gentle. As the waves
of orgasmic pleasure slowly decline, I lengthen my strokes, pulling my
cock further out of her body each time.
At last Suzanne is still, breathing deeply, the fingers of one hand
still glistening with juice hanging limply by her side. I pull my
cock completely from her ass, a dribble of following it. Instantly
I'm on my knees, my tongue lapping the milky fluid from the edge of
the gaping her ass has become. I probe within, delighting in the
mingled taste of my semen and her bowel. I continue to play, and licking and tasting, until her anus begins to contract around my
tongue.
With one last long, slow lick from Suzanne's all the way up the
crack of her ass, I savor the tastes of her vaginal and anal fluids
and the salty tang of her sweat. As I stand, Suzanne turns about and
we kiss deeply. Her tongue eagerly explores my mouth, searching for
the same tastes I have just experienced. We hold this embrace for a
minute or two, our hands roaming over each other bodies.
Without warning, Suzanne drops to her knees and sucks my dick into her
mouth. I gasp, in surprise -- and pleasure. She doesn't seem to mind
the taste at all, in fact she seems to crave it, if the vigorous
sucking and inquisitive tongue probing are any indication. My once
flaccid cock stiffens rapidly and soon Suzanne has to work to get it
all into her mouth. She is an expert these days though, and can slide
me back down into her throat without gagging almost as though it was
second nature.
As I stand there, lost in bliss, accompanied by the slurping sound of
the whose ass I've just violated deep throating my prick, I can't
help but think that it can't get much better than this. Well maybe it
can: in a surprise move Suzanne slips one of her slim fingers deep
into my own ass -- a taste of my own medicine.
This takes me over the edge and I deposit my second load of the day
into Suzanne's waiting mouth. I can't manage as much as before, but
it's still a good mouthful. Suzanne sucks me for a few seconds more,
then pulls back, looks up and opens her mouth wide to let me see the
cum pooled over her tongue. Then she closes her mouth and makes a
great show of swallowing, before opening up again as though part of
some magicians act: look, I can make disappear!
As Suzanne looks up at me, a big mischievous, cum-soaked grin on her
beautiful face, I remember just how much I love this girl. You know,
I'm really going to have to fuck her brains out. But later, I
definitely need to rest now.
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WhisperGlass@yahoo.com
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