Booty Call: Jo

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Jo was only my second girlfriend. I use the term “girlfriend” pretty loosely, as all we really did when we got together was fuck. I was 19, while she was just 18 at the time. Although I was no virgin when I met her, I’d just moved out of home and it was probably the first time in my life that I’d gotten regular sex. In fact, probably the only thing that kept us together for the six-odd months of our relationship was how much we both enjoyed our fuck sessions.

Looks-wise, Jo was the classic cheerleader-slash-girl-next-door – not quite my type, but still very pretty. She was slim and petite at 5’3, with long, almost-auburn hair and green eyes. Her breasts were quite full for a girl of her small frame, and her narrow waist and slim hips made her lovely ass look rounder than it really was. Although in possession of a rockin’ bod, her best overall feature was definitely her mouth, with its full, perpetually moist lips. The girl could have been custom-built to suck cock with a mouth like that.

Somehow, those lips had wound up wrapped around my shaft on the very first night we met, hiding under a blanket in a corner at a friend’s house party. We were both quite drunk, and while it wasn’t the best head ever, the thrill of doing it in a semi-public place, plus the sight of her heavily glossed lips sliding up and down my prick had sent me over the edge in quite a short amount of time. To top it all off, she’d swallowed quite happily, jerking more of my spunk into her mouth with eager hands before licking me clean.

We’d wound up at my place the following morning, and after grabbing a few hours of sleep we had spent the rest of the weekend fucking, doing it in every room of my shabby little apartment. She told me I was her first one-night stand, which I’m still not entirely sure I believe. On our last fuck before she headed home, she’d even let me do it to her without a condom. Although only 18, she was experienced, eager to please and got off easily. The image of her wailing and fingering her clit as she rode me to climax sustained my fantasies during the coming week.

I actually figured on never seeing her again. I was a bit of a geek, and with looks like hers, she could have had just about any man she wanted. I was surprised when she called me up later in the week, asking if she could drop by. I agreed (perhaps a little too eagerly), and we spent another day and night going at it like bunnies. Things followed this pattern for some time – in fact, I’m not sure if we ever really discussed our relationship. One of us would make up a pretense for getting together, then we’d go at it like sex was about to be banned.

The night in question was about two months after we first got together. Although we’d started occasionally heading out for dinner, the movies, or hanging out with friends, for the most part our favourite activity still involved fucking each other’s brains out, either at my flat or at her house when her parents went away. She rang me to tell me she’d just gotten a haircut, and I told her to drop by – ostensibly canlı bahis because I wanted to check her out, but really because I couldn’t think of a better way to wile away an evening than putting my cock between her gorgeous lips.

She turned up an hour later, dressed up as if for a night on the town. She’d been shopping, and bought a new dress to accompany her new hairstyle. Along with a trim, she’d had a few lighter streaks added, and I couldn’t help but smile as she looked to me for my approval.

“It looks great.” I enthused, feeling a little bad as her eyes lit up at the compliment. Call me a sex-obsessed jerk, but provided she didn’t shave her head, I had about zero interest in her hairstyle. But hey, I was willing to say pretty much anything if it was a route to getting Jo’s pretty lips wrapped around my cock.

We moved to the bedroom, and pretty soon we were both down to our underwear. She was wearing some fantastic lingerie I’d never seen before – sheer black stockings, frilly knickers and a quite flattering lacey bra. I started to think that she’d obviously been planning something special for the night, and we built things up slowly – lots of making out and fondling as we ground our hips together. After a few minutes of this, I almost had sparks shooting out of my ears.

“Do you want to try something new?” This was the way she approached it during a break in our kissing, biting her bottom lip cutely as she looked up at me with wide eyes.

“What did you have in mind?” Licking my lips as I recalled the last time Jo had asked something like this. It had involved her donning her high school cheerleader’s outfit (which had obviously been sized before she’d gone up a few cup sizes and grown some hips), and we must have fucked half-a-dozen times that night.

“Well, I was thinking that you might wanna… fuck me in the bootie?” Her voice was breathy now, eyes half-lidded as she pursed her lips. The effect her offer had on me was instantaneous – it was like I’d been struck by lightning, my cock instantly rock-hard.

Prior to this, I’d never had the opportunity to sample the unique pleasures offered by penetrating a girl’s most private hole. I’d toyed with the idea of talking my previous girlfriend into it, but my attempt to finger her back there while I was going down on her one night had been rebuffed so severely that I didn’t have the heart to approach the topic again. I wasn’t about to turn Jo down, but I didn’t want to appear too eager either.

“Are you sure? I mean, I’ve heard it can hurt, particularly if you haven’t done it before…” I trailed off, seeing how she’d address my last statement.

“I’ve had my finger back there before, it’s tight, but I can take the pain. I mean, if you want me to…”

I gave her a grin by way of an answer. “What have you got for lube?”

“There’s some vaseline in that drawer… so I guess that’s a yes?”

I gave her another grin as I fished the jar of vaseline out. She rolled over onto her knees, sliding some pillows underneath her upper bahis siteleri body, looking over her shoulder to wink at me. I eased her panties down slowly, letting the tip of my finger “accidentally” stray against her asshole. She squealed playfully, squirming away. Opening the jar of vaseline, I smeared a healthy amount onto my rigid cock, before passing it to her. I watched with rapt attention as she proceeded to warm herself up, pushing one vaseline-smeared finger against her perfect pink asshole, breathing out raggedly as she finger-fucked herself.

“Are you ready?” I asked after watching her sexy display for a while. Almost unconscious of the fact that I’d been stroking myself, my cock was coated and glistening with lube. She nodded over her shoulder before burying her head in the pillows, sliding her finger out of her tight backdoor. Gaping open for a split-second, it winked shut as I knee-walked up behind her.

I gently caressed her lovely flanks, letting my hands come to rest on her slim hips. I could feel her trembling in anticipation beneath me, and believe me, she wasn’t the only one. Her hands slid back to clasp each of her buttocks, pulling them apart to give me another perfect view of her tiny asshole. She sighed as I placed the head of my erection against the tightly clenched pucker, and immediately began pushing back against me. I gasped at the heat that seemed to radiate out from the tight knot of her asshole.

She gave a sudden push back with her hips, and the head of my cock popped inside her tight asshole. She cried out as I moaned with pleasure – at first her tight anal ring squeezed the head like a vice, then she relaxed, pushing out and wriggling her hips. The way her trim body moved made me shiver, and either she was a natural buttfucker, or just a little more experienced at taking it in her gorgeous little posterior than she was letting on.

“Take it slow please baby…” Her voice was a murmur, her head buried in the pillows, hair covering her pretty face. I started to feed my cock into her slippery asshole inch by torturous inch, both of us tense with lust. I could feel her tight butt muscle tensing around my thickness, and looking down to see my cock splitting her buttocks is an image that has fuelled quite a few daydreams ever since.

Her breathing became laboured as I pushed my way up inside her, and a tremor ran through her young body as I bottomed out, my balls rubbing pleasurably against her rump. It was a snug fit, with her ass seemingly molded around my shaft, and I gave her a few seconds to get used to its presence before easing my way back out. Her young bowel turned out along my shaft, and it almost felt as if her butt was trying to suck me back up inside her. Leaving just the head inside, the first thrust complete, I started pushing my back up inside her again. I slid home a little easier this time, and she brought one of her cool hands down, slim fingers briefly teasing my balls and the base of my shaft.

“You can go for it baby… don’t worry about me.” Her voice cracked, bahis şirketleri and I couldn’t help but feel a little tenderness towards her. She was giving up her ass just to make me happy, but of course this was all forgotten when I realised what she was offering. I slid my cock back out of her tight bootie, and she opened up even easier as I slid back in this time. Although still tight as a vice, her asshole had warmed up to my cock surprisingly quickly, adding a little more fuel to my “this girl was no anal virgin” theory.

Panting together now, we caught a frenzied rhythm. She cried out into the pillows as I slid my arms underneath her, squeezing her large tits in my hands. She was almost screaming, a torrent of half-formed words, obscenities and cries of either pain or pleasure finding their way back to my ears and turning me on even further. The feel of her asshole wrapped like a fist around my cock was exquisite, and I loved watching my balls bouncing against her buttocks.

Grunting with each thrust, I felt a familiar tingling start in my shaft. Ignoring the way her anal ring contracted around the base of my cock, I picked up the pace even further. She was crying out almost continously now, and I felt her almost relax as I dug my fingers into her sides. This was our agree-upon signal for “cumming soon” – in the past I’d always left it up to her whether she wanted to move off me, or take my load inside her. She didn’t move this time, obviously deciding that she wanted something to remember me by as I pounded her too-tight butt.

“Oh fuck!” I moaned as I started to shoot my thick load inside her. Her well-lubed asshole seemed to turn into a slippery velvet glove, clasping me tightly and milking me for every drop. I thought I would never stop cumming, bathing the walls of her tight ass with my sperm, grinding my cock up inside her like I was trying to get behind her belly-button as warm seed leaked out around my shaft. I collapsed over her as my balls finished draining, my spent cock slipping out of her now not-quite-so-tight asshole.

“Did you like that, baby?” She cooed over her shoulder as she looked back at me, sweat plastering her hair to her forehead.

“That was amazing. Thankyou so much.” I leant down and kissed her, our tongues twirling together for a little while before we sank into the bedclothes, too spent to do anything but rest. A little while later, I pulled back the sheet while she slept to admire her naked form. There was a fine pattern of bruises on her hips, left by my fingertips in a moment of passion, but I soon forgot about those as I admired her now-gaping asshole, my thick seed still leaking from it. Damn. Another polaroid moment!

Along with our usual fuck-sessions, we had anal sex another ten or so times over the next few months, and even twice after we had broken up. I never used a condom, which probably wasn’t too bright given that I never asked her just how many guys had been in her backdoor before me, but then again I was 19, and being bright isn’t one of my strong suites even now. The sex never failed to be mind-blowing, which is something I’ve never quite recaptured, but real-world stuff eventually came between us. Still, for a first buttfuck, I couldn’t have asked for a better experience.

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