NOVGO.NET Chapter 50: Fucking miss stephaine 2
Chapter 50: Fucking miss stephaine 2
After several minutes he pulled free again, flipped her onto her stomach, and dragged her hips up so she was on her knees with her chest pressed to the mattress. He spread the full cheeks of her ass with both hands and looked at the way her soaked entrance fluttered open and closed, still stretched from his cock. A thin trail of her arousal ran down the inside of one thigh.
He leaned down and dragged his tongue from her clit all the way up through her folds and higher, over the tight pucker of her ass. Stephanie’s whole body jerked at the new sensation. He did it again, slower, circling the sensitive rim with the tip of his tongue while two fingers pushed back into her cunt and curled against the spot that made her moan loudest. The dual stimulation made her push back against his face without shame.
Logan spent long minutes there, tongue working her ass while his fingers fucked her steadily, the system turning every new touch into something that made her thighs shake. When she was dripping and open he finally rose back up, lined his cock with her entrance once more, and sank deep from behind. One hand stayed on her hip. The other reached around to rub her clit in firm circles while he thrust.
Stephanie came hard almost immediately, face pressed into the sheets, ass high, body clamping down around him in strong pulses. He fucked her through it without slowing, the wet slap of skin on skin loud in the room. When the climax finally eased he kept moving, slower now but still deep, keeping her right on the edge of overstimulation.
He leaned over her back, mouth close to her ear, cock still buried inside her.
"You’re going to ask me to take your ass next," he said, voice low and rough. "I want to hear you say it while I’m still inside this tight cunt. Tell me you want me to stretch that hole open too."
Stephanie’s walls fluttered hard around him at the words. Her breath hitched. For a moment she only moaned into the sheets, hips pushing back to take him deeper. Then her voice came out soft and shaky but clear.
"Please... take my ass. I want it."
Logan’s cock twitched inside her at the open request. He stayed buried deep for another few heartbeats, letting her feel the thickness of him while the words hung in the air between them. Then he slowly pulled free, the thick head dragging along her sensitive walls until he slipped out completely.
A fresh rush of her wetness followed. He reached for the bottle of oil that still sat on the bedside table, poured a generous amount into his palm, and began to work it carefully over the tight entrance of her ass with two slick fingers. Stephanie’s breath caught as he pressed the first finger inside, slow and patient, letting her adjust while his other hand stroked soothing circles over her lower back.
He was going to take his time opening her. And once she was ready, he was going to give her exactly what she had just asked for.
Logan worked the warm oil into her with careful patience. One slick finger pressed past the tight ring of muscle and sank in slowly, giving her time to feel every inch of the stretch. Stephanie’s breath left her in a long, shaky exhale. Her back arched slightly and her fingers curled into the sheets. He stayed still once the finger was fully inside, letting her adjust while his other hand stroked slow circles over the full curve of her ass.
When the tension in her shoulders eased he began to move the finger in short, gentle strokes, spreading more oil deeper. The system answered him at once, feeding a soft pulse of heightened sensation through the sensitive nerves there. Stephanie’s soft moan told him exactly when the new heat registered. Her hips shifted back, taking the finger a little deeper on their own.
He added a second finger only after she had grown used to the first. The stretch was tighter this time. He worked them in with the same unhurried care, scissoring gently to open her, coating her thoroughly with oil until everything was slick and ready. Stephanie’s breathing had gone uneven again. Soft sounds escaped her each time his fingers curled or spread inside her. He kept his free hand busy between her thighs, two fingers sliding through her soaked folds and rubbing slow circles over her clit so the dual pleasure kept her relaxed and hungry.
Only when she was pushing back onto his hand without hesitation did he ease the fingers free. A thin trail of oil followed. Logan poured more into his palm and stroked it over the full length of his cock until it shone. He positioned himself behind her once more, the thick head resting against the slick, prepared entrance of her ass.
"Breathe for me," he said, voice low.
Stephanie drew in a deep breath. As she exhaled he began to press forward. The tight ring resisted for a moment, then gave under the steady pressure. The head of his cock slipped inside her. Stephanie’s mouth opened on a long, broken moan. Her fingers tightened hard in the sheets. Logan stayed perfectly still, giving her only the head, letting her feel the thick stretch while the system turned every new sensation sharper and more intense.
He waited until her breathing steadied again before he pushed deeper. Inch by slow inch he sank into her ass, watching the way her body opened around him. The heat and tightness were almost overwhelming. When he was finally buried to the base he stayed there, hips pressed flush against the full cheeks of her ass, one hand stroking up and down her spine while the other reached underneath to cup her heavy breast and roll the nipple between his fingers.
Stephanie’s voice came out soft and shaky. "It’s so... full."
"I know." He kept still a little longer, letting her adjust completely. Only when her hips gave a small experimental shift did he begin to move. The first strokes were short and careful, pulling out only an inch or two before easing back in. Oil made everything smooth. Each slow thrust drew a fresh sound from her throat. He kept the pace deliberate, giving her time to grow used to the thick stretch of his cock in her ass.