4 comments/ 37137 views/ 32 favorites Brittany Ch. 01: Connection By: Tommiefrazier Author's Note: One glance at my submitted stories reveals a recurring theme: women having and enjoying anal sex. If I was burdened with the rigors of creativity, this story would be different. But I'm not, so it aint. Since you're in the anal section, I'm hoping you like this latest of my "girl meets guy, guy fucks girl up the ass, girl loves it" stories. That's my sole motivation. If you don't enjoy it, just know that I will try and do better next time and that your feedback will help me with that. 1.PREVIEW No one had ever done this -she had never even considered it as an option- but knowing what was coming had the juices flowing in her cunt. She had questions, reservations brought on from being self-conscious but above all else there was curiosity and excitement. She feigned protest verbally, squirmed slightly to make a display of offering resistance but Scott flipped her on to her stomach with ease. Using his powerful and flexed forearm as an edge, he bent her at the waist which caused her wobbling, globular ass cheeks to part, exposing her tiny, deep pink asshole. There was no build up to the moment of truth as without pause he stabbed his tongue against the rubbery, pleasantly musky orifice... 2.INTRODUCTION At five foot nine with dirty blonde hair that was worn just past her shoulder blades nineteen year-old Brittany turned heads with her statuesque appearance alone. She was able to retain her humility despite being cognizant of this and often wore baggy clothing to disguise her enticing figure. Her tits were roughly the size of ripe cantaloupes and nearly as firm, capped with russet nipples and areolas that were flawlessly proportioned. Her legs were long, toned (the division between quadriceps and hamstring clearly defined) but not overly muscular and she had a thick, jutting behind, that quarters could be bounced from. When flexed, her ass cheeks were like the hard rubber on a set of all-terrain tires and a simply decadent pleasure to both sight and touch. She had come to State on a volleyball scholarship (after taking a year-long break from school) but more importantly with an armful of sexual experience, most of which had been gained from a torrid after-high school affair with Thomas, a 44-year old divorcee who had moved in to her neighborhood a few months after she graduated. He wasn't her first in any category except providing her anal sex initiation but under his 'guidance' her skills blossomed. A natural born thrill seeker, Brittany constantly sought the next orgasm and it was rare indeed for Thomas to be turned down, given access to use her mouthwatering body as his personal playground. After fucking her to such levels of satisfaction that she was becoming a nymphomaniac, their relationship suddenly cooled on his part. As far as her now almost constant sexual yearnings, getting together with Thomas was becoming even more infrequent and she was resorting to masturbation far too often for her liking. Brittany finally went on a "date" after two weeks of pleasuring herself was starting to get stale. Invited to see a movie, she initiated sex with 21 year-old Michael: giving him a blow job and letting him fuck her aching wet pussy in his backseat. Not quite sated, she sucked him to erection twice to get her slippery cunt screwed some more and was considering having him re-use a condom since they had exhausted the three she had. Instead, she urged him to finger her to a final climax before taking her home. Exactly one week later (following several repeat performances with Michael), she took a job at a retail store in the mall. After an uneventful two weeks, she was closing with the assistant manager, Dave, nearly Thomas' age at 35, and innocent flirting abruptly became wanton sex -again instigated by Brittany. Giving in to her incessant lust, she brazenly offered herself and he immediately accepted. Just a few minutes later he was eating her out while she laid on the desk in the office, bent over it soon after as he fucked her up the ass by her request. From then on, they had sex at every possible turn and since anal was forbidden by his wife he spent the rest of the summer prying the blonde's back door open. 3.SCOTT With virtually no emotional attachment to either of the men fucking her (although Dave had hinted about leaving his wife for her), Brittany had left for college free and available. She had met Scott at freshman orientation and there was an immediate physical attraction. A 6'4", 225 pound senior, he had come on to her rather quickly and just as fast she had politely rejected his advances. So horny that she had excused herself to go to the bathroom and rub her clit to orgasm, she still didn't want any distractions this early in her college experience; especially given that she had taken an extended break from education. They ran into each other on campus every now and then and when he asked her out again just before the break at Thanksgiving, she was acclimated enough then to say yes. "So, when's your last class today?" he asked. "2:20 in Cameron Hall. I'll need to go to my dorm and take a shower. How about around five?" "That works for me. Do you like Italian; I know a great little place in town." "Well, let me ask you this first...do you stay on campus?" "Yes and no. I'm with the fraternity but I have an apartment, too. I had some GPA issues my sophomore year and the apartment is like my personal study hall. Why?" "To be honest, I don't want to go out to eat. I want you to eat me," she said blushing. She studied his face for a reaction and there was just a barely perceptible widening of his eyes before a brief pause and then he nodded and smiled. "Okay, the apartment it is," he chuckled, "So, is that all I'll be allowed to do? Don't get me wrong, you look really damned...edible... but is that all I can do for you?" "Oh no, you make me come and you can do whatever you want." "Whatever I want, huh?" he offered mischievously. "Are you going to make me add a disclaimer? What exactly would fall under the category of 'whatever' in your mind? I can tell you right now, I'm not into any whips and chains or hanging off the ceiling fan." "Well yeah...no, definitely no whips and chains but I would like to keep the ceiling fan open," he joked, "Let's see, whatever to me isn't anything too freaky. I don't think anyway." "Tell me what you have in mind. What do you want to do to me?" she asked, genuinely curious. "You want an outline?" he asked and she shrugged, and then nodded, "Well after you come, and you WILL, I'd like to get off, too. A woman, especially one who is put together as nice as you are can do that in a lot of different ways. Why don't you tell ME what's on the table and what aint. Then I can put some parameters on my 'whatever'." "That's a cop-out. You won't offend me or anything, I'm yours tonight no matter what. Just man up and tell me what you want to do...what you want me to do." He laughed hard and shook his head in mild disbelief. "You're a piece of work, you know that? Alright, since your mine no matter what, I wouldn't mind if you returned the favor and gave me head. I'm sure I can get it up for you more than once, so after that I would love to get inside you." "That's it? 'Get inside me' -what are you a church elder? It's just you and me talking, hang loose. So you want a blowjob and to fuck my pussy? Is that all?" she asked mockingly and purposely crude, for her at least. She wanted him to show utter transparency. He realized that he had been trying not to talk himself out of getting laid while she just kept pushing the envelope further. Processing her statement in his mind, Scott decided on going over the top with his reply because maybe, just maybe, this one might be into it. He did have a slight reservation that he'd get 'Oh, that's gross...never mind, stay away from me' but given what she had said so far, that seemed doubtful. Just in case, though, he was thinking of an out even as he started to speak; he was determined not to blow this long-awaited opportunity. "Damn, girl. After you suck my dick, I want to come on your tits and have you to scoop it up with your fingers and lick it off. And, you know what, I want your ass. I want to stick my tongue in your asshole and shove my dick up there when I'm done. I want to come in your ass and have you to clean me up with your tongue. And yeah, I definitely want to fuck your pussy." Her clean-shaven cunt had been moist already and after his wish list, the crotch of her panties was damp and stuck in the crease of her slightly yawning labia. She processed his words quickly, picturing each act and she could feel the color rising in her cheeks. "Wow," she whispered, "Okay. I don't know about the mouth after ass stuff but everything else seems reasonable. I'm glad you have designs on the whole package, at least. I don't think some guy just banging me would cut it. It's been a while, you know?" "That's your fault, I've been trying to get with you since you got here." "I know, I'm sorry. I just wanted to get into the swing of things before I started anything." "So we're starting something," he said with a smirk, "Cool. I can't imagine you're a hit it and quit it because I have a feeling I'll want more." "Define more," she said with a tilt of her head. 'We're not going to be holding hands and meeting each other's parents, dude' she thought to herself sarcastically. "More...like I'll want to get with you again...and again. More." "Hmm, okay. I have that same kind of feeling; that you're going to fuck the hell out of me and I'm going to want you to keep fucking me." "I plan on it. Five o'clock? Don't suppose we could blow off that class, huh?" "No can do. But, I'll let you in on a little secret: I'm wet now and we're just talking. If you shook my hand right now, I'd probably come. It'll be worth the wait, I promise." "I know it will. Believe me. Wanna shake on it?" he laughed. "Wise guy," she said laughing with him, "I'll be in front of the cafeteria at five. Don't be late." "Late? I want to drag you into those bushes and get started now!" "Bye, Scott. See you in a while." 4.FOREPLAY...NOT At around 4:30 Brittany left her dorm room for the ten minute trek to the cafeteria, planning on getting a soft drink while she waited for Scott. She was wearing what she called her easy access outfit: sweatpants and a hoodie, with only a thong for undergarments. She had quickly decided against wearing a bra and the only reason the panties were included was because she had a reasonable expectation that her crotch would get wet at some point and soak through. The blonde certainly didn't want to give the appearance that she had peed herself. As soon as the cafeteria was in sight, nearly a quarter mile away, she smiled as she could see her "date" seated on the hood of his car. Just that fast she was thankful that she had chosen to wear panties because knowing he was this early showed that his actions matched his words and it made her pussy moist. 'He wants this as bad as I do,' she thought, 'we're gonna be fucking in the parking lot.' He met her at the side of the building, walked in with her and bought her flavored water. In his car moments later he put the key in the ignition without cranking the motor, instead leaning over to kiss her. Within seconds their tongues were entwined and they were noisily making out. After an exploratory grope at her chest over the hoodie and finding no bra he immediately went underneath the garment; his hands first contact with her satiny skin, cupping one of her glorious tits in the blink of an eye. "Come on, let's go," she hissed, breaking their embrace. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the conspicuous bulge in his jeans and momentarily considered sucking him off as he drove them to his apartment. As it was, she kept her hands to herself until they were parked in front of his place. This time she leaned in to kiss him, slyly giving the protrusion a firm squeeze before quickly exiting the vehicle. Feeling the sheer bulk of his manhood made her aching cunt cross the threshold from moist to wet and her already unbridled anticipation peaked. In the foyer of his building they stopped long enough for some more lustful kissing and heavy petting, once more on the stairwell and again at his door. Making out and grinding against each other so intensely while he opened the lock, they stumbled inside as he kicked the door closed with his foot. Now safely inside, her back flush against the door, there were pauses in their lips being locked just long enough for her hoodie to come off via his hands, his T-shirt and jacket in one deft motion by way of hers. While his mouth and hands went directly to her sensational tits -alabaster white against golden tan elsewhere- she stretched her arms to work at the button and zipper of his jeans. Moaning loudly from his gnawing at one painfully erect nipple while stretching the other between two fingers, Brittany freed his cock and immediately clamped her thighs passionately to create friction. She had measured Thomas' and Michael's cocks and they had fallen just short of 7" when fully erect. By sight and feel she could tell that Dave's was in the same neighborhood. Gently sliding her hands up and down Scott's shaft made her eyes flutter; she would have to pinch in order to make a circle around the rod with her entire hand. It was also readily apparent to her that he easily trumped her three previous men in length and the slight flaccidity informed her that there was room for growth. "Holy shit," she groaned, "this thing is huge!" "Nine all natural inches. Don't worry, I'll be gentle baby," he whispered, leaving her tits and kissing her neck. "No the hell you won't," Brittany replied huskily, "You better fuck me for all your worth." Kicking off her sneakers as she shimmied out of her sweats, Scott took a step back and leered at her with obvious appreciation while rapidly stepping out of his boots, jeans and underwear in one smooth and practiced motion. Both then standing straight, she stared with unwavering focus and hunger at his massive cock while he salivated as his eyes took in her thick, athletic figure. He couldn't help but smirk seeing her teal thong with a diamond shaped patch of darker blue where her pussy had soaked through, outlined as the material was pasted to her. They drank in the polar opposite views with matching desire for a seeming eternity that was just seconds in actuality before she peeled the thong down her shapely thighs, her eyes locking with his. Stepping forward he kissed her hard on the lips and then spun her around forcefully; pressing at the small of her back while dropping to his knees. Biting her lightly on one flawless ass cheek, he continued to push against her lower back with one hand while forcing her thighs apart with the other. Following his lead, she bent at the waist and placed her palms flat against the door while moving her feet farther apart until her legs formed an upside down 'V'. The vision she presented in this position was simply mouthwatering. Her grand ass cheeks -creamy white like her tits- splayed wide exposing her diminutive rosy asshole and the shining lips of her faultless cunt, now yawning open as her juices flowed freely. Her scent was mild and fragrant, Scott breathing deeply as he wasted no time pressing his thumbs between her sculpted thighs and burying his face in her snatch. He glued his lips to her labia and dragged his tongue from the base of her cunt up to her clit, driving it deeply between along the way. Brittany squealed with delight and her legs visibly trembled: his purpose for eating her out while she was standing. He wanted to make her knees give out. Savoring the confectionary nectar that was lubricating her vaginal channel, he lapped away noisily and ravenously, trying to catch every drop. He went down on her for just shy of five minutes before her moaning became higher pitched, the juices poured even faster and she began to undulate in the obvious throes of orgasm. Her legs buckled but she didn't collapse, instead lunging forward to break contact. Almost immediately, she turned and dropped to her trembling knees. Pushing him to his back, she surprised him with the lack of a recovery period. Grabbing the hilt of his now rock-hard dick and opening her lips wide, she slid her mouth down over the bulbous glans. Both were surprised she was able to get nearly half of it in her mouth before hitting her gagging point. Having the bulky slab of flesh in her mouth was captivating to her and she bobbed her head with frenzied lust, incensed by the size. Watching her as he propped himself on one elbow, he could see her cheeks compress as she sucked with intense force. There was no finesse, teasing or tricks, Brittany was just...sucking...his...cock. Back and forth went her lips, stretched and pursed tightly around the rod, her long, golden hair a blur as she jerked her head back and forth with ever-increasing speed. Salivating heavily, she was gulping spit mixed with pre-ejaculatory fluid every few seconds and lasting just a short while longer than she had, Scott tensed as he was about to add semen to the mixture soon after. "I'm gonna come," he grunted. It was a courtesy statement. Some girls didn't want jism touching them, especially in their mouths. It had been his experience that even those who didn't mind still liked a heads up. For the record, Brittany didn't care. Fighting the urge to pull down on the back of her head, he gritted his teeth as semen roared from his balls and erupted against her uvula. Her only visible reaction was to pull her head back until just the head was between her lips, still sucking. At the same time, she started gathering each blast and collected it into one warm, slimy lump. Only when he pushed her off out of almost painful sensitivity did she let the mass slide down her throat. Her mouth free, she maintained her grip on his cock with her hand, starting to jerk him off even as he laid back. "No sleeping on the job," she whispered seductively, "You're gonna stay hard and you're gonna fuck me. Any hole you want but you're gonna fuck me. Like, now I mean." He lifted his head and looked at her incredulously while she smiled and dumped the contents of her mini-purse on to the edge of the carpet in the doorway. Out fell her driver's license, a twenty dollar bill, an even dozen condoms and a jar of Vaseline large enough to prevent chapped lips in a third world country for at least a few weeks. The volume of condoms and the keg of lubricant got him to raise an eyebrow but he said nothing as she held up a strand in one hand, the jelly in the other forming an obvious question. Thinking anal all the way, he still pointed to the rubbers (thinking she'd want that first) and she immediately rejected his offer of going to the bedroom ("Now means now" was her response) as she started rolling one on to his semi-stiff cock. Swinging her lengthy, powerful thighs over his lap, she straddled him. She hoisted herself up slightly, reached between them and guided his glans against the slippery crease of her pussy. His rod was just about at full strength just that quick, such was Brittany's allure. Even with her snatch drenched as it was, the head strained Brittany's elastic labia in a way she hadn't felt since losing her virginity and her jaw started to drop involuntarily. Lowering her hips steadily, she moaned with escalating volume as her snug cunt was penetrated ever deeper by the considerable phallus and when she was completely impaled, her breath was snatched away and she went silent. Craning her neck back in a display of primal delight, she shook her hair from her face and then locked eyes with Scott, hers wide in ecstatic surprise. Brittany Ch. 01: Connection "Ohmigod," she gasped, "I knew it be great, but...ohmigod!" He replied with a barely perceptible nod, his mind thinking along the same lines. Meanwhile, keeping with their torrid pace, the blonde leaned her torso forward, placed her hands on his chest for leverage and hoisted her hips until just over half of his cock remained engulfed by her pussy. There was a minute gyration and then she slid back down inch by inch until he was buried inside her again. She grinded her crotch against his for a second and then lifted again, a little further this time and then back down. Virtually motionless at first, Scott gradually began to thrust upwards as she began to buck her hips with mounting speed. In roughly two minutes they were slamming against each other almost violently, his ass leaving the carpet to meet her driving hips in midair. Reaching up to grab her wildly bouncing tits, he squeezed the ample mounds while rolling her erect nipples and this new stimulus led to her mixing steady moans with a cadence of incoherent mumbling. As their bodies crashed against each other with rapidly climbing haste her garbled words came into focus. "Fuck me... oh harder, please, please fuck me harder... Fuck me, fuck me!" While Brittany kept her eyes on his, Scott's focus had shifted to watching his glistening cock disappear and then reappear, examining her engorged clit, the lips of her tender pussy stretched taut. They pounded against each other without pause, without the slightest dip in acceleration for just over five minutes and her verbal cadence morphed into anguished shrieks of lust. Her luscious cunt was wracked by spasms, clamping and releasing his cock as she was suddenly possessed by a shattering orgasm. Brittany dug her fingertips into his chest while her thighs visibly quivered, contractions tearing through her love channel. Her furious bouncing on his cock was set on pause as her hips just undulated in spastic fashion, her head falling back and a deep groan of joyous relief spilled from her throat. For his part, he abandoned her tits and gripped her waist, holding her tight and slightly suspended to allow room to drill up into her with consistent force. He was thankful that he had come in her mouth because the assault her vaginal muscles were launching on his dick would surely have forced him to ejaculate otherwise. Her climax built to a stunning crest and the moment it began to subside, she started to grind her hips yet again, very much back in the 'game'. In no time at all she was propelling her flanks up and down, back and forth with rapidly increasing fervor and the cursing and shrieks started up again. Knowing that his moment of truth was on its way, Scott deftly flipped her onto her back and Brittany straightened and spread her legs along the way. He wrapped an arm behind her neck, the other flat on the floor and absolutely sledge hammered into her receptive body. A few minutes later his body went stiff, just as another orgasm crashed through her loins. He ejaculated so forcefully, with so very much semen that the reservoir tip on the condom took on the appearance of a white chocolate Hershey's Kiss. His guttural moans of ecstasy were drowned out by her most recent concert of primal screeches as they crushed against each other with every iota of their being, him trying to drive his manhood into her stomach. They stayed locked together until their breathing returned to normal and he didn't climb off of her until his limp cock slid wetly from her saturated pussy. "Wow! Hmmm... Thank you?" Brittany submitted. "Thank me?" Scott laughed, "you're fucking amazing!" "Well, that goes both ways. So, now you've had a break... Are you gonna put it in my pussy again or is it time for you to get in my butt? I'm thinking I want something in my ass." "What's it been, all of a minute?" He replied. "Damn! I'm gonna need reinforcements to handle you. Come on, we're at least going to pick this on a bed because I want you to be cozy when I stick my tongue in that ass." She wrinkled her nose slightly and flashed a crooked smile before saying, "I think we can skip that part." "Said the woman who's never had her asshole licked," he replied, "am I right?" "Yeah, but..." "But nothing, let's go." 5. ELASTIC ASSTASTIC Her sensational body twitched as the tip of the wet muscle poked at the center of her diminutive and pliant rectum, the warm opening puckering at contact. Wiggling his tongue insistently against the creased hole, he pulled his arm from underneath her and in a continuing action he placed both of his thumbs on the outer edges of her asshole while using his fingers to hold her solid ass cheeks apart. Pulling his thumbs in opposing directions he stretched the circular orifice into a linear oval and stiffening his tongue, he slithered the tip inside the rubbery cavity and started to poke it in and out briskly. Brittany squeaked with glee; what had just been weird up to that point suddenly felt teasingly and perversely good. Instantly past any reservations that she had when this had been first suggested, she tried desperately to relax her sphincter so he could get his tongue as deep as humanly possible into the slick channel. Letting saliva run down his tongue on to her rectum, he used one of his thumbs to smear the fluid around the surface and then coated the digit in his mouth. Licking around her asshole then, he slowly forced his thumb past the wrinkled entrance and worked it into the moist heat beyond. After pushing it in and out swiftly several times, he pulled it free, instantly replaced by his tongue and able to stab the tip a quarter of an inch further. The depth of the penetration elicited a squeal from the blonde and she rolled her splendid behind. "Alright, you win," she gasped, "but please fuck me now, fuck my ass." Reluctantly withdrawing his face from between her satiny cheeks, he gave each of the twin orbs a light smack and then eyeing his drooping cock, he chuckled. "I think I'm going to need some assistance here, Brittany. You're a smoking turn-on but I'm not used to being ready every thirty seconds." "I'll have you trained in no time," she winked, "Maybe we'll get you some Viagra until you can keep up but one way or the other, you'll be hard on command." She smiled broadly and he grinned, shaking his head in admiration at her sex drive. In a methodical but very sensual manner she was sucking his dick again shortly. She slid her lips up and down the sides, flicked her tongue, grazed her teeth along the flesh, slurped on the glans and even took his hefty ball sack into her mouth. In sharp contrast to the no-frills blow job she had performed minutes before, she dug into her bag of tricks trying to get him hard. Much to his surprise, she didn't have to try for long, his cock swelling to full staff in several minutes. Having multitasked by uncapping the Vaseline while she sucked him off, Brittany scooped out a clump of the greasy lubricant and smeared it liberally along his prick. Sliding her fingers down to the base, she lathered every inch because, as she whispered "I want every inch". He watched her intently, wondering how any one woman could be so divinely erotic because it was implausible; he had no business sporting a full-blown erection so soon. Satisfied that he was sufficiently prepped, she locked eyes with him as she moved the hand between her globular cheeks and spread the excess on to her yearning rectum. His dick twitched. Past the point of needing words, she kept her eyes on his even over her shoulder as she slinked on to her left side, dictating the position he would take her from. Shuffling in behind her, he spooned the painfully sexy nineteen year-old as she bent her right knee forward which parted her rump and cleared the path to her rear cavity. Holding the shaft of his cock steady, he guided it until the glans was poking against her asshole. He slid the head in a circle around the creased and slightly inverted orifice, teasing her and that the same time, torturing himself. She wiggled her hips impatiently and mock glared up at him with her eyes half closed in unmistakable lust. Centering the engorged head against her rectum, he pushed steadily but decisively and starting deep in her throat, Brittany groaned: steadily and decisively. Relaxed though she was, her asshole was vise-tight and he strained to get past the unyielding but pliable entrance. With methodical insistence he kept pushing with just a dash of shove and her dirt hole gradually relented, allowing the glans to burst past her prodigious anus. The lovely blonde released a sigh of utter gratification and perverse lust. "Fuck!" She exclaimed, her voice deep, "fuck that's good!" Having remained still while he had inserted his dick to this point, the voluptuous teen gently eased her backside in reverse; now that the head was in she wanted it all. With both of them now driving towards the same destination, his shaft plunged smoothly into her rear end. Ever greedy, she bent her knee still further trying to flatten the jutting cheeks of her ass and allow him to sink every centimeter into the humid orifice. Easily coveting the deepest possible penetration as much as she, Scott shifted his hips to improve the angle and in the next second his crotch was pressed tight against the crack of her behind, his dick buried to the hilt. It had been several months since she'd been ass fucked and obviously this was the biggest cock her colon had ever entertained so there was some discomfort. The pleasure was magnificent though and the invasively stuffed sensation couldn't be duplicated otherwise; it was unique to anal sex. Brittany took just a moment, the time it took to take a deep breath to savor the intrusion and then she began to pull her hips forward. Triggered by her movement, Scott drew back in the opposite direction until the base of his glans tapped her sphincter and then the two lovers reengaged the complete insertion. Her tiny asshole stretched to the point of throbbing didn't give the blonde the slightest pause and she eased forward again the moment that his cock bottomed out in the sizzling moisture of her bowels. His actions once again dictated by her unbridled passion, Scott retracted and then thrust forward with slightly increased emphasis. After no more than two minutes, Brittany dug the heels of her hands into the mattress for leverage and was heaving her luscious behind back at him with primal ferocity. For his part, Scott squeezed her shoulders and plunged his cock with reckless abandon in and out of her delightfully constricting asshole. The loud smack of their bodies banging together were meshed with his grunts and her almost growling moans. Drowned out by the din was the greasy sucking sound of his shaft vacating and entering her sensational rectum in a lightning fast cadence. An unconscious smile was glued to his face: coming as no surprise he had never met a woman who had allowed him to fuck her up the ass so vigorously. "That's it, get it! Fuck my ass, fuck it...fuck my ASS!" She barked. Brittany abruptly moved one of her hands between her legs and squeezed her protruding clitoris between two fingers and gasped at the contact. She had already been building towards climax just from getting her asshole packed with dick and now, her release was imminent. She came moments after touching herself and as the orgasm ripped through her sopping wet cunt the pretty blonde howled with passion. The convulsions in her pussy coincided with the rhythmic pulsing of her powerful sphincter and it clamped down pleasurably on Scott's still driving cock. He continued fucking her tight, hot ass without even the slightest decrease of speed or force in his thrusting. Her shrieks began to settle back into groans of ecstasy as her climax wound down and no sooner did she start to buck her hips again then he tensed up. While his ejaculate didn't have quite the volume of those spilled in her mouth and pussy respectively, there were still several spurts of runny jit splashing against the walls of her endless behind. "Ohmigod, yes! Fill it up, fill my ass!" She hissed. In a role reversal of moments before, he went still while Brittany kept humping her rear end against him. Fighting through the sensitivity, he clenched his teeth and remained motionless while she continued to pump her extraordinary behind. When the launching of his spunk finally ceased, he gingerly began matching her movement, although at a much lower velocity. His erection had started to fade but he stayed hard enough to resist the natural urge of her anus squeezing him out. In a very short time his cock was laced with steel yet again and he began fucking her up the ass with renewed fervor. For no other reason than variety, a change of pace, Brittany yanked herself forward to dislodge his dick from her asshole with an oily and audible plopping sound. He barely had a chance to voice his protest when she straddled him and in a semi-déjà vu moment she reached between her legs while perched above him, this time stuffing his cock in her steaming rectum. The depth of penetration was lessened but the torque she applied as she rode him was even more intense. She slammed her self down on him vehemently, repeatedly impaling her asshole, the glorious cheeks of her behind wobbling frantically. After about ten frantic minutes she was breathing hard and asked him to take her from the rear. A blink of the eye later, Brittany was on her forearms and knees while Scott squeezed her waist and hammer drilled her receptive ass. She climaxed again in this new position after just a few minutes and this time, he came with her, the two of them moaning in sync. After the last of his come dribbled into her bowels his cocked dwindled quickly and flop from her glistening and now slightly gaped asshole. She then slid down until she was lying face first and he lay next to her on his back both drenched in sweat. They remained motionless and quiet for about a quarter of an hour and then she stretched in a very feline manner. "I've got to go get rid of your stuff in the bathroom," she whispered, "and then do you want to join me in the shower?" "Sounds like a plan to me," he replied. "Good. Then we can go again, just I think my hiney needs a break." "Your 'hiney'? What about my dick?" "I'll kiss it better, you'll be fine," she smiled and then headed to the bathroom. 6.PREVIEW- BRITTANY II: TAGGED IN "Why are you looking at me like that?" Scott asked, "You can't possibly be ready to go again already. Oh, wait; I forgot who I was talking to." Continuing to look up at him, Brittany smiled broadly and playfully elbowed him in the chest. She was lying with her back to him while he propped himself up on one arm, clearly feeling his greasy cock resting against her firm globular ass cheeks, moist under a light sheen of sweat. Her miniscule asshole was still slightly gaped and a thin stream of the viscous semen he had sprayed into her bowels just minutes before was leaking from the orifice. She had already purged two ejaculates from her rectum in the bathroom and thrown away three condoms after getting her pussy screwed repeatedly since arriving at his apartment just a few hours ago. "Hey, that telephone pole doesn't exactly go soft anymore, either. And I was just thinking." "So tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours." "Just something you said in passing when we first got together," She said demurely, "It's like you planted a seed and now there's a tree. I mean, I don't want you to think bad of me but this is the only time I'm gonna be in college and I want to try everything while I can, know what I mean?" "Well, yeah, I get the college thing; live it up and all that. What was it that I said?" "You said something about needing reinforcements to keep up with me. It just got me to thinking," she shrugged as she started to blush, "you're only the eighth guy I've ever been with in my whole life and I've never been with more than one guy at a time. To be honest I never really thought about it seriously until what you said. Now I'm almost obsessing over it. It's, well, I just think it's appealing. Very appealing" "So what are you saying?" Scott offered incredulously before continuing, "You want me to get somebody to join us? I've got a lot of friends. I'm sure; damned sure, I can find one who would give up a leg to have a threesome with you. Have you seen yourself in a mirror?" Now blushing furiously, Brittany was also avoiding eye contact. Scott was shocked, the nineteen year-old blonde was by far the most insatiable woman he had ever known and there was nothing she wouldn't let him do to her body. When it came to the bedroom she simply had no reservations and even outside of that, she didn't have any problem with saying what she wanted. From everything that he had seen she was confident without a trace of arrogance, very thoughtful in all senses of the word and she had a general decency about her. This was the first time he had seen her self-assuredness waver. "What do you think, I mean about me...wanting that." He had pursued her with a vengeance because even on a college campus, Brittany stood out from the crowd. In retrospect, he eventually realized that it was actually she who had suggested it in her unique subtle manner, leaving him to think he had notched another conquest. At his place, he penetrated all three of her scintillating orifices but it was when she wanted, although somehow she had left him convinced that he had bent her to his every whim. The simple truth was that SHE had fucked HIM silly and not the other way around. Not that he minded. He just found it interesting when reminiscing after the fact. Since that night, they had gotten together almost a dozen times and each was an intense, torrid sexual rendezvous that left him sapped. They shared light banter when crossing paths at school but once in his apartment, it was all about fucking. Pillow talk was almost exclusively about what sex act would be next on the itinerary. She was also vague about her life before and outside of school, not that he pried. In other words, there was very little emotional attachment between the two of them, by her design. Or so he thought until her latest query. "Don't take this wrong but do you care what I think? Big picture care," he said, "Like what are we doing here? We get together for sex, great out-of-this-world sex but still. Why would you even care what I think?" Surprising him yet again, Brittany laughed. Her laughter eventually diminished into a smirk that stayed as she looked up at his ceiling fan in obvious reflection. He let her ponder whatever it was and passed the time by studying her sensational figure. As it pertained directly to him, she gave head like a porn star (and always swallowed), her pussy got sopping wet almost instantly, fitting like a glove and fucking her up the ass was like suffocating his dick in a slick, hot and even smaller glove. His sixth erection of this night began to announce its presence. "Yeah, we're probably not going to ever get engaged or anything like that but of course I care what you think," Brittany said finally, "I love this, us fucking. I don't want that to stop anytime soon. If...sharing me with someone means we don't have sex anymore, then I'll pass. I mean, I could do it without you knowing, any female can find two random guys to have sex with them, but I won't. I would want you to be a part of it." Pushing her ample backside against his crotch, she reached behind her and grabbed his dick. "Do you think we could continue this with you in my ass again?" she asked nonchalantly. "I don't know but I damned sure think we should give it a shot." A short time later, his thick 9" cock was buried in her tight, hot asshole and their talk about her timid expression of desiring a threesome was not surprisingly put on hold. Having already come five times, he fucked her behind for over half an hour. Finally unable to take anymore, they got in the shower and she finished him off with her talented mouth... Brittany Ch. 01: Connection The rest...soon.