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Afternoon Nap Interrupted Ch. 02

By: sirhugs



"I'm not sorry about what I did," Sophie purred, not rising up from where she knelt beside his couch.

"You shouldn't be," he replied, glancing quickly around to see if either of his sons or any of their pals were in earshot. "it was the best blow job I ever had." 

She blushed charmingly, eyes glancing away, then looking up to meet his. "Well, I get lots of practice with guys my own age, and then I discovered how much older guys like pumping their gobs of goo into the throat of girls young enough to be their daughter. Doing them the favour really gets me off. I absolutely loved oral sex, both giving and receiving, though of course blow jobs are just so much easier. The moment I'm alone with a guy, anywhere anytime, it seems to be all that I can think about."

Her redness spread from her cheeks to her hairline, and down her throat to her exposed upper chest. 

"Of course, I like it best when the guy is more than willing to return the favour, though we need to be a bit more discrete about when and where if the guy is also going to go down on me...a bit more discrete, anyways. "

She giggled, sounding very girlish, even younger than her nineteen years. "Sixty-nine is my favourite of course - I've dreamt of going to Paris on my honeymoon ever since I heard that they call it soixante -neuf."

She chewed her lower lip pensively, perhaps thinking she had said too much to an older man with whom she had an intimate situation, turned slightly awkward - practically strangers, and even more fucked up by the fact that she was a chum of his younger son. 

"Oh, sorry, I think that's enough about me." 

He guessed that she had embarrassed herself with her confession, or maybe was upset that his cock, which neither of them had bothered to tuck back into his shorts, was rising again as he pictured her naked, her thighs spread wide, his tongue lapping up that sweet nectar. He had not eaten pussy in years, but still recalled the taste as the best part of life.

His misconception was cleared up a moment later, as she spoke again.

"Did your wife like to give head? I appreciate your compliment but if she was one of those uptight prudes who thought that the only meat passing their lips needed to be eaten with a fork, it would hardly qualify you to judge. Unless of course, you liked to shop around." 

The blush returned. Her head turned a fraction, first one way, then the other. 

"I am such a fool," she mumbled, almost to herself. "Just because I got away with sucking you off while you slept is no reason for me to insult you."

"I'm not offended," Dennis chuckled. "In fact, more than a little flattered that you would think I could have had enough women to conduct a survey. While I was married, I did my shopping at home."

Suddenly, he realized, feeling his face heat up, it was his turn to blush. 

"Though my ex and I shared a healthy voyeurism. We felt that imagination was good spice for the marriage." Dennis confessed, "Too bad she couldn't stop at fantasy. Maybe we'd still be married."

'God, now I sound pathetic' Dennis thought to himself. 

"But reality is so much more fun," she replied, and then sighed. "Temptation was the first sin after all."

She had a wicked smile for a young woman, barely more than a girl, talking about sin. 

"Where does carnal knowledge rank?" Dennis heard himself answer, without consciously willing the words to emerge from his mouth.

She laughed lustily, straight from her toes. "I'm not sure that a blow job - even a great one - really qualifies as carnal knowledge. Do you think it does?" 

Dennis nodded slowly, then spoke carefully. "I am afraid it must. Doesn't 'carnal' mean 'sexual'? And a cock is definitely a sex organ. And what better way to come to know it than to swallow a mouthful of cum straight from the spurter?" 

Sophie laughed again. Dennis grinned. It was a long time since he had felt like this. Risk taking was not his normal style. He noted that his cock surely liked the chatter - he had not got so stiff so quickly in years, and his balls were pulled tight against his body, signaling that another load was getting ready. 

"Well, then, if we've already had sex, I guess that ..."

"Sex? Who said we had sex?" Dennis interrupted. "Like Bill Clinton, I don't confuse a blow job with sex."

Sophie crinkled up her beautiful brow. Dennis realized that she probably had no idea about Bill Clinton's famous sex scandal. 

Then the young woman chuckled, less nervously than before, seemingly encouraged by his talk about sex. She clearly liked sex. He liked how the sound seemed to start deep in her belly, filling her chest, and then rumbling out of her throat. That throat which had already met his meat. That throat which seemed more swanlike and sexy the more they spoke. 

Dennis could feel the fullness of his cock rising up from his shorts. He desperately wanted her to move her eyes from his to stare at it, and then meet his eyes again, to share an acknowledgement of her effect upon him, and only then, for Sophie to touch him yet again. 

"Would you like to have sex?" Sophie asked, still meeting his eyes. The way her tongue flicked along her lower lip told Dennis that she too was ready. 

"With you?" he asked, feeling foolish even as the words came out of his mouth. Still she rewarded him with another burst of laughter.

"No, with my mother while I watch," she said sarcastically, "Gawd, you are SUCH an old perv."

Her playfulness was punctuated by her hand rising up and gently touching his stiff organ, with a light stroke starting with the tip of her baby finger grazing his gaping pee hole and then her fingers curling into a very loose fist, her palm caressing his shaft so loosely that it was almost like he dreamt it. Her thumb and forefinger grasping him at the root as she rose up from her haunches and sucked the pre cum from his helmet was definitely real though. 

Sophie's breath bathed his hardness as she spoke softly.

"But not another blow job, not now. I want you hard enough to fuck my cunt with your meat. First though, I'm going to have you put that mouth where your mouth is, and get me off. Prove that you really like eating pussy. I want you to be steely hard when I come. THEN we can have what you old guys call 'proper sex'." 

She teased just the very tip of his cock once more with her tongue before she started to stretch, rising from the floor. Without any apparent regard for who might enter, or even see through the front picture window, she quickly tugged her gauzy peasant blouse off over her head, tossing it to the floor. Her tender firm tits stood proud, no bra needed, the cherry red nipples erect with excitement. 

He grinned up, his eyes inevitably drawn to the almost imperceptible sway of her tits, the nipples almost begging for attention. His tongue flicked over his lips. His cock throbbed excitedly. 

Dennis' hand automatically reached to stroke his cock. Sophie bent down, swatting it away. 

"Bad boy," she giggled. "I told you to save that for later." 

This lowered her chest within inches of Dennis' face. He only had to sit up slightly to take her right nipple into his mouth, drawing it deep past his lips, gripping it in his teeth and gently tugging. This, Sophie did not object to. Instead, she sighed and took two handfuls of Dennis' hair, holding his head tight to her bosom as she wriggled with joy. Her nubbin tasted just as he imagined – fresh, sweet, no saltiness of sweat, no staleness. For Dennis, Sophie really was a dream girl. Any thoughts or worries of being interrupted were washed away by rapture.

Dennis had nothing to do with his hands, so he ran them up Sophie's thighs. She shivered with exhilaration, lifting her left leg over Dennis onto the couch, straddling his thighs, her right foot still on the floor. Dennis caressed her hips, her skirt bunched around her waist. The heat radiating off Sophie's body was trapped between them, making Dennis squirm. They kissed, gently at first, but soon building to a solid tongue twisting, lip nibbling intensity which caused Dennis to feel more alive than he had in years. 

Sophie used the leverage provided by her knee up on the cushion to slide her body along Dennis', forcing him to reluctantly allow her teat to pop free from his lips and to plant a long trail of kisses down her perfectly flat abdomen. As his tongue circled her navel, his fingers found the clasp holding her skirt shut. With a minimum of fuss, he was able to loosen the waist enough to slide it to her knees. She shimmied and freed her right leg, though the fabric was still bunched around her left knee, up beside Dennis on the couch. 

Though she was braless, Sophie had not gone commando. A wispy red piece of lace masked her honey pot, held in place by delicate strings no wider than dental floss. 

Dennis gave one glance up to meet Sophie's lustful eyes. She gave him a tender smile and nodded encouragement. He hooked his thumbs into either side of her lacy thong, and rolled the tiny lingerie clear of her loins. At this point, Sophie lifted herself entirely onto the couch, lying atop Dennis. She raised herself just enough that the underwear slid down, and then she kicked it free. 

Her thigh pressed against his belly, as if Sophie was a cat marking Dennis as her property. They kissed slowly, deeply, tongues intertwined. Sophie pulled back slightly. 

"I almost can't breathe" Sophie sighed. "You make me so hot, I never felt anything like it. I'm burning up." 

Dennis was not able to fully appreciate the magnificence of Sophie nude, because she had slid her reclining body so that her tender young pussy was presented to his lips. It barely registered to him that Sophie had shaved, like he assumed most young women did these days, but she had retained just a delicate heart shaped fringe of reddish hair to frame her opening. 

"You have such a beautiful body," Dennis said softly before his mouth was otherwise engaged.

With Sophie's wet mound pressed against his lips, it was easy for Dennis to indulge her desire to fulfill his long standing fantasy, slipping his tongue deep between Sophie's most tender folds while his hands caressed and kneaded her breasts.

"Do you like this as much as I do?" Sophie asked as she writhed against Dennis.

"You know any man would be a fool not to love eating you," he replied as he paused for breath, his fingers busy giving her nipples a tweak. "You taste so fucking sweet." 

He stopped talking as his hands flowed down her back, cupping her ass, pulling her cunt closer to his face, burying his tongue deeper, as his lips teased her clit. Although it was a long time since Dennis had eaten a woman, it had only taken the slightest taste to reawaken his powerful instincts. He speared his tongue down into her depths, then pulled back, spread his tongue flat, and licked from the bottom to top of her labia, until she was crazy with desire, demanding that he attend to her swollen clit.

"I love how you make love to me...not just try to fuck me like the guys my age," Sophie chuckled lustily. "I am so going to reward you for this. Over and over, I hope." 

Still he teased her, dancing his mouth all around the rose bud, flicking it, kissing it, but mainly stimulating the flesh all around it. He wished that he could see it, but he knew it was distended, growing like a baby cock. 

Sophie cried out, "I don't think I've ever been this wet before."

Dennis added a finger, plunging it deep up inside her canal as his lips finally closed around her clit. Her nectar flowed over and he sampled her sweetness. Now it was Dennis' turn to moan in ecstasy. 

She shifted position slightly, spreading her legs as far apart as she could without falling off the couch, grinding her hips against his face, forcing his tongue to fuck deep into her cunt. He continued this for what might have been a minute, or five, time having lost all meaning to the two mismatched lovers. As Sophie's body shuddered with joy, Dennis placed his hands on her hips and pushed her back just a little so that he had room to lick from the bottom of her wet slit to the top.

Sophie cried out as his tongue slid over her pink folds, her aching clit still swollen and firm, jutting out from its hood. She moved one hand from Dennis' hair and began strumming her own organ. 

Dennis paused and told Sophie not to hold herself back. Neither of them knew whether anybody was outside, but they were way past caring. 

"Oh, fuck, you are the besssstttt," Sophie screamed as she began to climax. "I wish I could meet the woman who taught you how to do that. I'd love to thank her." 

Her excitement flowed freely, but Dennis was so entranced that he could have happily drowned. Sophie pulled back instinctively, gathering herself as the waves crashed within. Dennis groaned as he continued to nibble her clit while lapping at her wetness. 

He had to hold her hips hard in his fists to keep her loins tight to his face. He was sure he could feel the electric current coursing through her body. He rolled his tongue into a little tube, surrounding her nub from all sides at once, a little trick he had learnt from his wife. 

"N...no...one... has... ever done... THAT before... incredible ..." Sophie panted just before she surrendered to the most intense orgasm of her young life. Her hips writhing against Dennis' face until she was totally satisfied. She sank down his body, head coming to rest on his shoulder, bodies pressed tight together. 

His old cock was fully recovered from her blow job, the hardness trapped between their bodies. 

After a moment, Sophie giggled, more like a girl than the young woman she was, and said with a sigh, "I think somebody is ready to give me that fucking that we both need."

Afternoon Nap Interrupted Ch. 03



"Time to fuck, I need that fat hard cock thrusting into my wet cunt."

Sophie left no doubt that she was ready for more sex, even though Dennis had barely caught his breath from giving her an orgasm using his tongue. Her voice was reaching his ears as if distorted by fog- brain fog that is. This barely legal chum of his son - Dennis thought she was nineteen still - had interrupted his afternoon nap, awaking him by taking his dream hardened cock into her sweet young mouth, sucking Dennis until he had filled her throat with great gobs of goo. Returning the favour had been the least he could do. 

Though fucking had been mentioned before the excursion into cunt-lapping, Dennis had to wonder whether at his advanced age, he was really up to two climaxes in one afternoon. It was years since Dennis had last had sex with someone else in the room, so he was uncertain about his stamina. Sure, having Sophie curled up cozily on his belly, her legs tucked in his lap, had ensured that his erection was solid. But was his flesh friend just teasing him? Would he disappoint Sophie? If so, would she turn into that woman scorned who then would trash him, gossiping about him seducing her, even though the opposite was the truth? What would that do to his reputation in the neighbourhood?

Dennis knew then that he at least had to give it the old college try. 

Sophie must have noticed the doubt flicker across his brow. She beamed up at him, her youthful grin bright as sunshine. 

"I just know that you'll be a treat for me after fucking boys barely turning into men, who just want to get their rocks off. I bet you know just how to please a woman with your cock as much as with your tongue."

That, or the feeling of her fine firm young ass wriggling against his erection, made Dennis even more turgid. 

"Well, I might never get the chance again to fuck such a sweet young ass," Dennis heard himself say before he could stop the words from coming out.

"No assfucking for this girl," Sophie said, but at least she was still giggling. "That part of me is still virgin, and going to stay that way. My wet young cunt is what needs the fucking, old man."

She softened the playful insult with a throaty chuckle, as her fingernails ran along Dennis' jawline, her face rising up to meet his, lips brushing his cheek. 

"My dirty old man," Sophie chuckled, her breath warming Dennis' ear, her hips drilling her ass tighter down against his hardness. "all of the girls know how you look at us, when you hope no one will notice. We see the hunger. Some of us like it. A lot." 

As Sophie spoke, Dennis could feel the wooden slats under the cushion hard against his butt. His hips rose naturally, humping back against Sophie out of a combination of excitement and seeking comfort. He sighed just a bit, knowing that this confusion was more confirmation of his advancing age. A few years ago, he would have been so consumed with lust that the couch would be unnoticed, even if it collapsed underneath the fucking. 

That thought in turn made Dennis recognize that fucking Sophie was inevitable, regardless of the consequences. They were both adults, no matter what the age or experience gap, and he decided he should relax, enjoy the treat, and deal with any fallout later. 

Still, he worried."What about if someone comes in, or looks in the window, we're right out in the open."

"I don't care," Sophie insisted, "why should you? It didn't stop us from the oral sex, and fucking would be much less startling than eating my cunt. Just because girls suck boys at random, cunt-lapping is still an embarrassment to some of those walking egos with balls. An older guy like you not only has the experience to do it right, but you could set an example for guys my age if they saw your enthusiasm." 

Sophie covered his mouth with her lips, her tongue darting between his teeth, her fingers playing in his hair, preventing any spoken response. Dennis could feel the hardness of her nipples against his chest. Even as his cock did the responding for him, surging ever bigger, bobbing up against the curve of Sophie's taut ass, he understood at that instant that this was more than just goofy random sex for this woman barely older than a girl, that he should take care, but that taking care was the last thing she wanted right at the moment. And Sophie had definitely been in charge from the first moment she had interrupted his nap by taking his cock in her hand, then into her mouth. 

There would be time to discuss this, to sort out the aftermath, later. Now, like Sophie, Dennis was just ready to fuck. 

He slid his hands along her ribs, creating enough space to tweak Sophie's nipples. She broke her kiss off, sighing, "when you do that, it is like electrical current runs from my tits to my cunt." 

Dennis moved his hand along her flat young belly, his fingers caressing her folds, confirming her wet readiness. Sophie responded to the light touch by pulling her hips back just a bit, and then her ass slid higher. The tip of her older lover's cock never lost contact with her flesh, leaving a trail of precum along her buttock. 

Sophie took his cock firmly but gently in her hand, her tiny fingers confidently circling the thick shaft. She lowered herself onto it, guiding him into the wetness. At first, she paused, still raised on her knees, just the head of his cock between her labia, poised at the entrance to her sex. He needed to go deeper, to fuck her thoroughly, and Sophie needed that too. 

She proceeded slowly, as if to say that they would only have this one first fuck, heck, maybe they would only ever have the one fuck ever, and she wanted it to last, to savour and enjoy ever moment, drilling the memory into both brains. Though Dennis hoped they would fuck again, and again, he instinctively understood why Sophie was taking him an inch at a time until finally, he was buried to the hilt. 

"You are so warm and ready. We fit together like a hand in a glove," Dennis whispered.

The mention of 'glove' made him think of a condom, but it was too late. This cowgirl was riding him bareback. Sophie began building up speed gradually, not rushing the fucking. First, she pushed back up, almost but not quite allowing his organ to fall from her treasure, and then slowly lowering herself all the way back until her ass pressed against his thighs, then bouncing back up. With each repetition, she increased her pace. The old couch creaked in response, adding its own notes to the symphony of sex. 

"You fill me up so much," Sophie gasped, throwing her hair back, catching her breath with him pulsing meat buried deep into her womb. Dennis could feel her muscles clench, then relax, as if fucking his cock back. 

Sophie was really a tiny girl, and Dennis had not taken time to think about whether she could handle his size. He was pleased that she seemed so satisfied, but he knew that she was far from finished. He was glad that she had already swallowed a load of his seed, because otherwise he knew that he would not last long before he shot his diminished gobs of goo deep into her belly. 

"I've never been so full," Sophie continued, her eyes teary with pleasure as she allowed her chest to fall against his body, writhing against his chest as she kept slamming her cunt into his groin, fucking him savagely. 

Dennis had lost all sense of time. He knew it must still be afternoon, the sun still streamed in the picture window, through which anybody might see this friend of his son fucking him on the couch, but neither of them cared. 

Sophie continued to fuck Dennis hard, while he tentatively tried nibbling and biting the sides of her neck, something which had never failed to bring his wife to the pinnacle. He worried though about how she would feel if he left her with a bright fresh red hickey on either side of her throat. How would she explain that to her cohort, to his son?

After a few more minutes of vigorous thrusting, Sophie's legs tired, and she lowered her head onto Dennis' shoulder, but her hips still quietly bumped against his groin, and her abdominal muscles, tight like only a young athlete's can be, milked my mighty meat. I lowered her back down and as I did, she grabbed on to the couch. Sophie continued this quietly until she gasped for breath, and then pleasure crashed through her body like a tidal wave, exploding with great force, and then receding, before surging forward, again, and again. 

"Ohmigawd, Dennis, you ARE a god, feel how you make me cum. Ravish me , fuck me until you can't fuck any more. I can take whatever you can dish out. In fact, I need all you can give me." 

The last few words were spit out, barely spoken as Sophie panted, catching her breath, then nibbling Dennis' neck, returning his passion of moments earlier. Until that point, Dennis had been content to leave Sophie in control, but now, as he felt her climax bursting through her body, he began thrusting his hips up off the couch, slamming deep into her cunt, each stroke faster and harder than the prior blow. 

Fortunately, the stimulation just seemed to excite Sophie more. She gave him permission to continue, almost screaming out "I am your dirty little girl. Use me like the slut I am." 

Sophie was writhing on top of him, shouting passionately. "Finish, damn you, Dennis, fill me up. I know you can, old man. If you got hard, you have a load for me, for your precious slut." 

Dennis obeyed, twisting her nipples in his fingers as his hips rose higher off the couch, lifting Sophie's slender form, and then, with her suspended almost in mid air, he arched his back, his seed bursting up from his balls, speeding up his shaft, spurting deep within her tender womb. Sophie's fluids gushed out in return, coating his lap, probably staining the couch. Not that either of them cared about that at the moment. They were so enraptured that the entire neighbourhood, including Dennis' sons, might be watching, and all that mattered was their shared lust. 

Just as soon as Dennis had made that final thrust, his hips sank back to the cushion, and Sophie collapsed on top of his chest, the orgasmic highs receding, but the bliss still causing her to purr. As she lay there, catching her breath, Dennis caressed her breasts, then her flat young belly, and finally began kissing her neck, nibbling her ear. Sophie raised her face to look Dennis in the eyes, dreaminess still clouding her expression. She brought her lips to his. They kissed, and slowly their tongue met, sharing the promise of more in the future.

"Oh god Dennis," Sophie whispered after coming up for air. " None of the boys just becoming men have fucked me so well. I never felt so terrific in my whole life. I hope that you don't mind if I say that I could get used to more of that."

She giggled, settling her head again in the crook where his neck met his shoulder. She spoke softly again, her lips pressed up to his ear. "In fact, your cock feels like just the perfect one to take that pesky anal virginity - after we have a shower to clean up."

"If we shower together, I might get so hard that I fuck your ass right then," Dennis admitted, though instantly, he feared he had ruined the moment. 

"Maybe we should just stay here and nap for a while, and then clean each other," Sophie mused, " this couch is sort of our special place now, but we can always just see what comes up."

Dennis realized as the last few words reached him that Sophie had dozed off. After all the exercise on the couch, when he had planned to be napping, he was tired too, and quickly drifted off to sleep.



Afternoon Nap Interrupted Ch. 04



Sophie awoke first, once again interrupting Dennis' afternoon nap. Not that she had much choice this time – she had slept peacefully snuggled naked on his lap, his satisfied cock half deflated, warm between their bellies, her head tucked neatly between his shoulder and neck, her teeny twenty year old weight easily balanced on his middle aged chest. 

The couch creaked softly as Sophie wriggled, purring kittenishly, savouring the feel of that half turgid organ on her flesh. She raised her head enough to see his eyes open, slowly, first just narrow slits; then half way; and finally wide, his expression equally elastic as Dennis struggled to process what had happened to him that afternoon.

He had started out grabbing a quick nap on his living room couch during a rare quiet interlude while both his sons, and their many chums, were not at the house. He had thought he was dreaming that soft feminine hands and lips were toying with his cock, but had awoken to find Sophie, his son's platonic school mate, on her knees finishing sucking his cock until she blew not just his load but also his mind. 

She had climbed on the couch, insisting that he return the favour and eat her pussy, regardless of the risk that someone might see them. Finally, before they dozed off, she had ridden him cowgirl style, until eventually, after she had ridden him to more waves of glory, his seed pumped deep into her young womanly womb, the wisdom of a condom foregone in their passionate moment. 

"I think it's time that my ass is no longer virgin, don't you?" Sophie whispered in her most girlish tone.

The devil within Dennis grinned, recalling the young woman's earlier offer. The more practical angel side of his personality warned that if Sophie was here, others would be around too, and if not here already, soon would arrive. These youngsters travelled in gaggles of giggles. 

His cock of course only heard the devil speak. It throbbed in joyful anticipation, each heart beat and breath pumping more blood down to fill the shaft. That meant Dennis had less oxygen to supply to his angelic self-restraint. 

"I know I said we should shower first," Sophie continued, "but after that nap, I'm way too horny to bother, and just get sweaty again. And I can tell that your cock is ready for it."

Sophie rotated her hips, grinding her pelvis appreciatively along Dennis' growing man meat. Her mouth widened into a grin.

"Hooray!" she shouted, oblivious to any risk of being heard. 

She threw her arms high above the couch, bringing them down behind Dennis, drawing her face to his. Her lips parted as their mouths met, her tongue pushing deep passed his teeth, thrusting in the fucking motion she wanted Dennis to initiate. She tasted so sweet that Dennis wished that he could just kiss her all afternoon. His cock, however, had other ideas. It quickly swelled to full mast, its hardness obvious to her as she slid along his body. Sophie responded by grinding her hips harder against his groin. Once again Dennis had to wonder if this whole afternoon was a dream, but he no longer cared. He just wanted to fuck this angel in the ass. 

He could feel her cunt moistening quickly, ready to resume where they had left off. He guessed that the nap had been brief, not only because the sun was still streaming through the front window, but because he was sure that the creaminess flowing out of her love canal and coating his weapon was not just her wetness, but must also still include the remnants of his earlier deposit. 

Sophie's hips raised up, and she moved her left arm down along his body until she could grasp his cock just above the root, angling it upwards. She wriggled, trying to guide it to her ass hole. He could feel his tip sliding along her perineum, and poking into her rosebud, but her sphincter refused to co-operate. It remained resolutely shut tight, no matter how hard Sophie tried to push her weight down onto Dennis' massive offering. Even Dennis lifting his hips up off the cushion to try to add more movement failed to generate sufficient force. 

Dennis rolled his body slightly, allowing his hand to fit between the sweaty bodies. The next time Sophie lowered against his cock, his fingers grazed her ass hole. Though he was far from an expert about anal sex, to him it seemed well lubricated. Inserting a finger pleased Sophie, who meowed like a kitten as she ground her ass down onto that digit. 

She threw her head back, sinking her thighs as low as she could, trapping his hand, forcing his finger as deep into her bowel as he could reach. She paused for a moment, and twitched her hips first right, then left. With a deep sigh, Sophie dropped her upper body forward, which settled him even deeper inside her. As her diamond hard nipples carved a path along Dennis' chest, he felt her abdominal muscles, and whatever those muscles in the ass were, dancing an exotic rhythm around his finger. This just made him wish that it was his cock. Any ambivalence or uncertainty he had felt about fucking Sophie's tender young virginal ass had vanished. He was all in. 

"Heavenly," the young woman sighed, lost in her own dream world. 

For a fleeting moment, he feared that Sophie, on the other hand, would extract all the anal pleasure she required just from the manual intrusion. He wondered whether he should try to slip his erection into her cunt, giving her a sort of double penetration, and providing him with a receptacle for the great gobs of goo he could feel gathering in his balls. He could not help grinning to himself that it was pretty good for an older guy like him to get off three times in one afternoon. No sooner did that thought occur to Denis than he had to admit to himself that it was the enthusiastic company more than his stamina which deserved the credit. Whatever satisfied her would be just fine for Dennis, who found himself wondering whether his afternoon was a one time impulse for Sophie, or whether they might fuck in the future. 

"Still just foreplay though," Sophie said, with a new, suddenly serious, edge to her voice. "I don't think it counts as ass fucking unless there is an actual cock in the ass, and I don't want to be some sort of half assed technical anal virgin still. If I'm going to be an anal slut, now is the time to start properly." 

Dennis watched Sophie's pretty brow wrinkle. His cock did not flag during this pause. It seemed to trust the young woman's wisdom and lust. She had been in the driver's seat throughout, and he, especially his cock, was pleased to be along for the ride. The feeling of her pubic region rubbing against the hair of his belly was like icing on the cake. 

He did not have to wait long before the room lit up as Sophie's lips spread into a grin and her eyes danced with excitement.

"I know this was supposed to be your lazy afternoon on the couch," she enthused, "but if you get up off the couch, I can bend over it and you can try to fuck my ass from behind. I bet that would work."

She was so excited by her own suggestion that her body bounced up off his and settled back against his flesh, bobbling his cock and trapping it against her belly in the process.

There was no way that Dennis could say no to this angel. 

"Fucking your terrific ass will be better than any afternoon nap I have ever had," he answered. 

Sophie had jumped up effortlessly before the words were even out of his mouth. Her right hand grasped his left wrist, helping him lever his bulk up off the cushions in a much more deliberate process. As he stood there, his dream state was disrupted by the realization that he was upright in his living room, shorts puddled around his ankles, his steely member unsheathed. The reflection of sunlight off the wall above the couch warned Dennis that anybody could be watching. 

Any momentary doubt vanished as soon as Dennis saw that Sophie, gloriously naked, her body so fresh it looked unblemished, turned and bent, her hands up on the back of the couch, her ass presented to him. Her feet were just far enough apart that the curves of her buttocks framed her labia, which still shone brightly with the mix of her lubrication and his deposit. Sophie wriggled slightly and shifted, opening just a bit further, her rosebud anus winking at him, still not fully exposed. 

Dennis stood there, bending down so he could see Sophie's nipples dangling, stiff as if she were cold in spite of the warm summer air. She was just well enough endowed that the mounds shifted with each breath. Just looking at the young beauty made his cock ache. He stepped closer, his fingers reaching automatically between her shapely thighs, feeling her shudder as they grazed upward toward her cunt. The wetness was dripping from her snatch, her inner legs wet at least halfway to her wobbly knees. 

"Spread your legs, show me what a slut you really are," Dennis growled, getting totally into the character he somehow knew that Sophie needed him to play in order for her to surrender fully to her desires. 

Sophie's feet shifted just enough to spread her labia wide, begging him to touch her. The aggressor was now ready to submit, to be used, but as much for her own pleasure as for his. 

"Please, fill me. Use me like your little fuck toy," she gasped, though Dennis thought he caught her suppressing a giggle, which inspired him to gently swat her ass. That did make her bark laughter before her sigh of joy. 

"Use my ass as a cheap fuck hole. Teach it that it has more important work to do than just pushing out shit." 

Sophie wriggled her hips then. Dennis noted once again how perfect her ass really was, and smiled knowing that he was doing mankind a huge favour by initiating her into anal sex. She was correct that not fucking an ass that enticing would be a waste. 

Dennis teased Sophie's labia with his fingers, his thumb gently grazing her engorged clit, watching her hips thrust back toward him, presenting herself for fucking in a primeval fashion. 

"Hurry, please," she begged. "My ass is long past being due for a good fucking."

He rubbed his fingers deep in her cunt, making sure that the wetness was dripping off of them. Swiftly, he pulled them back and up, using his other hand to part her buttocks fully. He barely paused an instant to admire that rosebud, open, begging to be fucked as much as Sophie had said. His hips moved toward the inviting target without willful thought, his cock harder than it had been in ages. Ass fucking was not completely new to him, but he certainly had never fucked one which as ripe. 

"Are you ready to get that hungry ass filled?" he asked.

Her response was a simple sigh and a positive shake of her head. 

Dennis pressed the head of his fat cock against Sophie's well lubricated hole as he pulled her ass cheeks as far apart as possible. He felt her wobble slightly, almost losing her balance as his energy pushed her toward the couch. 

"I wish I could see your dick as it slips inside my ass hole," Sophie breathed.

"The mirror. Side wall." Dennis grunted in response, one hand moving from her hip to turn her face so that her wish was granted.

As she grinned, watching her final orifice being deflowered, her delicate pink ring began to stretch around the invading cock, As the head sank past that last barrier, Dennis could feel her sphincter tighten reflexively around his shaft, and she gasped lightly, expressing pleasure, not pain.

He pressed relentlessly forward, confident that they had enough wetness to allow him to sink his full length deep into her bowel in a single stroke, his balls slapping against the wetness of her cunt right where it was running down the back of her thighs. 

"So good, it feels so good," Sophie moaned as Dennis slowly began thrusting, pulling his cock out of her depths only about an inch, and then burying it again. Then he would pull two inches out, and thrust harder. Each stroke was that much longer, that much harder. 

"Looks as great as it feels too," she groaned, her ass thrusting back to add force to the fucking, using the arms stretched out to the back of the couch for leverage. 

At the same time, her muscles – the abs, the gluts, the sphincter - all started responding, squeezing and then relaxing, milking his cock. Dennis was glad that he had already climaxed twice this afternoon, which meant he did not come again too quickly for Sophie to have a good fucking as she lost her anal virginity. He watched one girly hand lift off the back of the couch. As it disappeared under her body, he knew that Sophie was playing with her own clit, working herself toward yet another orgasm. 

"Fuck me hard!" she screamed so loud that if anybody was outside the house, they would have no doubt that Dennis was fucking his son's young friend. 

"Come in my ass" Sophie begged through waves of climax, "show me how much your fat cock loves fucking my tight young ass".

Dennis leaned further forward, until Sophie could feel his weight as he forcefully grunted against her, his organ throbbing pre-orgasmically within her tight passage. He reached beneath her, each of his hands roughly grasping one of her dangling tits, his fingers trapping her nipples, pinching them. Using her boobs as handles, Dennis rocked both of them, their flesh truly joined as one. "I can feel your balls tightening, so you must be close," Sophie moaned. "Please, I can't take much more..." 

Dennis did not respond, unless you consider animal grunts to be a reply. His cock remained locked inside her ass the entire time, and he continued fucking her harder and harder. 

Once again seizing control, the young woman slid her hand from her aching clit, reaching beneath her body. As soon as her nails grazed his scrotum, Dennis exploded, flooding her anus with great gobs of goo. 

"Yessssss....." Sophie screamed even louder, matching Dennis' climax with one more of her own. She pushed back from the couch almost to an upright position, but he was still fucking his last drops into her ass.

They collapsed exhausted onto the cushions, laughing and smiling. Without further ado, they dozed off yet again, Sophie still nude, his flaccid cock still trapped in her poop chute.