I start plowing into her. Now she’s “oh”-ing loudly, even though she’s biting onto the bed’s covers to muffle it, and the bed creaks and shakes with every thrust.
The speed does work against me a bit. Every now and then, I stroke so fast that my dick comes all the way out, and I have to reposition myself to get back inside her before continuing. On maybe the fourth time this happens, though, I get an idea.
Just as I’m sliding my head back into her womanhood, I glance at her ass hole. I pull away and lean down, then spit a glob of saliva on what’s supposed to be an exit and not entrance.
Jazz raises her head questioningly. As she turns to see what I’m doing, she freezes and gasps as I push my mushroom head into her ass.
Well, I’ve already had a couple of firsts today. Might as well fuck a girl in the ass for the first time, too.
Jazz moves, getting into doggy-style position. “Go easy, Scott. I’ve never been buttfucked,” she says.
I slowly push further in, making Jazz grunt. Geez, and I thought pussies were tight.
“Ah!” Jazz flinches, clawing at the edge of the bed. I hear her take another sharp breath as I squeeze further in. “Oh! Oh, Scott!” It hurts her, but she clearly doesn’t want to stop.
I stop halfway inside her; she probably can’t take anymore than that. I hold still for a few seconds, resting on an elbow while stroking her hair with my other hand. Jazz’s legs are shivering.
“C’mon, Scott. Do it, fuck my ass,” Jazz moans. I oblige, pulling back almost all the way out before sliding back in.
Jazz starts to slowly relax, even backing her ass up on me as I thrust forward to take more of me in. We don’t get to the point where we’re having ass-clapping, ball-smacking anal sex. Partially because she can’t take me as fast as I want to fuck her, partially because my nut is rising up from the depths.
“Oh, Jazz, I’m gonna cum,” I groan. I pull out of her ass and she lays down and rolls over, spreading her legs wide to accept me back into her pussy.
“Do it, Scott,” Jazz pants, her voice rising as I thrust as fast as I possibly can. “Oooh, put your fucking cum inside me! Do it! AH! Cum for me!” Her excitement tips her over the edge and she cums again, screaming. She meets my thrusts with some of her own, and unwraps her legs around me, letting them spasm in the air above us.
Her pussy is squeezing me oh so hard. Mere seconds after Jazz’s orgasm begins, so does mine.
“ARGH! I’m cumming, Jazz!” I yell victoriously, giving one last thrust and holding myself all the way inside her as the first jet of cum breaks free from my cock. We’re cumming at the same time, her ladyhood milking my tool until I am empty of seed.
I crash down on top of Jazz, the both of us severely short of breath. I’m pretty sure I pass out; either way, I eventually find the strength to get up off of Jazz, who definitely did pass out as well, for the second time in mere minutes.
I climb up off the bed and glance down at my soft cock. It’s covered in a bit of blood, which had to have come from Jazz’s butt, and a good deal of both her pussy and my dick’s fluids. I see even more of the same mixture leaking out of Jazz’s flower.