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  “Oh, that’s easy,” she said. “There are a whole bunch of different ways. Sometimes I take them to the men’s room and get a little peek. Or the corner of the building. But usually I just do this.”

  She reached beneath the table and grabbed ahold of my cock, grasping it through my pants, right there at the patio of coffee shop. Luckily I was pretty hard just from talking to her.

  “Well,” I said after she’d let go. “What do you think?”

  “Very impressive,” she said.

  “Is it big enough for you?”

  “Oh yes.”

  “So does that mean . . .”

  “That I’m going to ask you if you want to fuck me?” she finished.

  I nodded.

  “It does indeed,” she said. “But I have to tell you, if you can’t handle butt sex, don’t even bother. I don’t like men who don’t like butt sex.”

  “Butt sex? You mean anal sex?”

  “Yep,” she said. “Because that’s really all I want. If you really, really want to, you can stick your cock in my pussy every once in a while, but only as foreplay. But if it were up to me you’d be fucking just my ass and nothing else. Do you think you can handle that?”

  “I think I can manage,” I said.

  “And, of course, I like to give blow jobs too,” she said.

  “Really?” I said. This girl was too good to be true.

  “Hell yeah. I get more excited blowing you than I do if you munch on my cunt. That’s so boring.”

  “Are you fucking serious?”

  “Completely,” she said, flashing me a nasty little smile.

  “Then what the hell are we waiting for,” I said, grabbing her hand and turning towards the door. “Let’s go back to my place for a blow job and butt sex.”

  #

  I’d barely had time to shut the front door of my place closed before Shawna was dropping to her hands and knees in front of me. She hadn’t even bothered to take any of her clothes off, which didn’t bother me in the least. I had no problem getting dirty without getting naked. In fact, I preferred it. There was just something about it that seemed nastier.

  Immediately after dropping to her knees, Shawna worked my belt. She had it unbuckled in moments, followed by my top button, and then my zipper. She yanked my pants and boxers down, dropping them to my ankles, then wrapped her hand around my shaft and sucked on the head of my cock. Bobbing her head forward and back, maintaining eye contact the whole time, she worked my shaft with her hands while her mouth went to town on the tip.

  It wasn’t long before Shawna’s mouth was going further and further down, taking more and more of my cock in her mouth. Her hand still worked the shaft, moving in conjunction with her mouth to create the perfect amount of pressure to maximize stimulation without making me cum.

  After a full minute of blowing me without pause, Shawna slid my cock from her mouth. Gathering up some saliva, she spit on my cock and started working it in with her hands while she continued looking up at me.

  “Do you like how I suck your cock?” she said in that sexy-as-hell little girl voice of hers.

  “I fucking love it,” I replied.

  “Do you want me to take it further down?” she asked.

  I nodded again.

  Smiling, Shawna again took my cock in her mouth. This time she blew me proper, taking my cock halfway down before bobbing her head back up then going down again, over and over and over, her lips sliding over my shaft, helped by the copious amounts of saliva she was generating.

  It was the sloppiest blow job I’d ever gotten; my cock was practically white with her spit. It was getting everywhere, all over her face, her chin, her neck, dripping onto her chest, the floor, even my leg. The sounds coming from her mouth were wet and juicy and labored, gagging and coughing equally as my cock continued sliding in and out of her mouth.

  Shawna was a machine, blowing me for a good thirty seconds straight before coming up for air. Even then she took one big breath and went back down for more, this time taking my cock even deeper than before, practically deepthroating me with every pump.

  She blew me in long, fast pumps, her hair flying everywhere and saliva pouring out of her mouth, making my cock a wet, sloppy mess. After another full minute of non-stop sucking, she wrapped her arms around my waist and used my body to hold herself in place as she swallowed my entire cock and held it deep inside her throat.

  Shawna deepthroated me for a few seconds before gagging and coughing and letting my cock slide out of her mouth. She took a moment to catch her breath then looked up at me, smiling widely.

  “What did you think of that?” she asked.

  “It was fucking incredible,” I replied.

  “With your help I could hold it for longer,” she said.

  “Tell me what I need to do.”

  “Just put your hands on the back of my head and hold my head in place,” Shawna said.

  “For how long?” I asked.

  “As long as you want,” she replied, her smile growing wider.

  “What if you can’t breathe.”

  Shawna laughed. “That’s kind of the point.”

  “But what if I hold you there for too long?”

  “You won’t,” she said. “Trust me.”

  “All right,” I said. “If you insist.”

  Shawna opened her mouth and turned her eyes up towards mine.

  “Well,” she said. “What are you waiting for?”

  I didn’t have a good answer for that, so I pulled her head towards me and pushed my hips forward at the same time, forcing my cock into her mouth. I kept on pushing until my entire cock had disappeared inside her mouth. I could feel it touching the back of her throat.

  She held me there for a good six seconds before starting to cough. It tickled my cock, her coughing while it was planted in her throat. I almost pulled away but continued to hold on, remembering what she’d said. It just felt too good to let go.

  A few seconds later Shawna coughed again, following it with a deep gag. This time I pulled back, yanking my cock from her throat.

  “Are you all right?” I asked as she gulped in air.

  “I’m fine,” she said, smiling up at me. Saliva was dripping down her chin and her mascara was running down her cheek.

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’m positive,” she said. “I could have taken a lot more.”

  “Really?” I said, surprised.

  Shawna nodded. “Just because I was gagging doesn’t mean I was done,” she said.

  I laughed and shook my head in amazement. I had no idea there were actually women out there like Shawna. I thought they only existed in fiction.

  “Well, what do you think?” she said. “Care to give it another go?”

  “With pleasure,” I said, pushing my hips forward, sliding my cock into her mouth once again. I forced it as far as it would go, until her nose was pressing up against my stomach. Pulling on the back of her head, I held her in place as she deepthroated my cock, her eyes miraculously still turned up towards mine.

  Eight seconds in she started to gag. But I held her head in place, just as she’d instructed. A few seconds later she coughed, then followed that with another gag. But still I held on.

  Shawna’s eyes were still somehow looking up at me. They were filled with pleasure even as they leaked tears, and I knew she still had more in her.

  She coughed again, and this time instinctively started to pull back. But still I held her in place, testing her limits, seeing how much she could actually take. Another gag, a deeper one this time, followed by a river of spit dripping out of her mouth and onto the floor. Still I didn’t let go.

  But the last gag had somehow allowed my cock even deeper access to Shawna’s throat, something I’d not thought possible. And this new depth brought with it a different sensation, an evenly distributed pressure that was unbearable. Where moments ago I still had complete control of myself, now, just like that, I was mere seconds away from completely losi
ng it.

  And so, nearly twenty seconds into what was by far the greatest deepthroat of all time, I quickly backed away, yanking my cock out of Shawna’s throat in a heartbeat.

  She immediately started gasping for air as more saliva poured out of her mouth.

  “I still could have taken more,” Shawna said after she’d caught her breath, her grin as wide as ever.

  “Maybe you could have but I couldn’t,” I said. “Another couple seconds and I would’ve came right there in your mouth.”

  “Then it’s a good thing you pulled back,” she said, her smile growing wider as she stood up. “Because you would’ve been in deep trouble if you finished up before giving me a good ass reaming.”

  “I figured as much,” I said.

  “So does that mean you’re ready?” Shawna asked.

  “Ready for what?” I replied, messing with her a little bit.

  “You know,” she said.

  “Tell me,” I said. “I want to hear you say it.”

  “I want you to put your cock in my ass,” she said, whispering into my ear. “And then I want you to fuck me until you’re ready to explode.”

  “Beg for it,” I whispered back.

  “Please fuck my ass with your cock,” Shawna said, her pleading voice making me literally tingle with excitement. “I’m begging you,” she continued. “I need you to ravage my ass with your huge, hard cock. Please, please, please?”

  “Okay,” I said, feigning reluctance. “If you insist.”

  “Oh, I do,” Shawna said, nodding her head vigorously. “I do, I do.”

  She turned around and dropped to her hands and knees. Her back was arched and her ass was sticking up in the air, pushing her skirt up above her ass, revealing for the first time the black and white panties she wore beneath. And also revealing the butt plug she’d had in her ass for at least the last hour, if not longer. It was being held in by her panties and had been concealed by her loose skirt.

  “Holy shit, how long has that been in there?” I asked, marveling in amazement.

  “The whole fucking day,” Shawna said. “I never leave home without my buttplug.”

  I laughed and shook my head. “You truly are one dirty little slut, aren’t you?”

  Instead of answering, she reached back and yanked the butt plug out of her asshole, leaving it gaping wide open.

  “Holy shit that’s so fucking hot,” I said.

  “You like my gaping asshole, do you?”

  “I fucking love it.”

  “Do you want to stick your cock in it?”

  I nodded.

  “Then come and get it,” Shawna said, giving herself a smack on the ass. “Destroy my asshole with that huge fucking cock of yours.”

  “With pleasure,” I said, grabbing ahold of my cock and sliding it into her gaping asshole.

  Shawna let out a little gasp and I uttered a low moan as I entered her. “God dammit that feels so fucking good,” she said. “Your cock is so fucking tight inside my asshole.”

  “Yes it does,” I agreed as I moved my hips slowly forward and back, taking things slowly at first. “It feels fucking incredible.”

  “Give me more,” Shawna said, working her ass back against my cock, forcing it deeper inside her. “I want it all.”

  “You do it,” I said. “Fuck my cock with your ass.”

  “Like this?” she said, slamming her hips back almost hard enough to knock me over. “Is that how you want it?”

  “Just like that,” I said, bracing myself. “As hard as you want.”

  And she did, hammering her ass back, forcing my cock balls-deep inside her asshole. Her ass cheeks bounced off my hips, rippling in waves as our flesh smacked together.

  At one point, Shawna got a little too aggressive with my cock, popping it out of her ass. “Put it back in,” she begged. “Put that big cock back in my tiny little ass.”

  So I did, slipping it effortlessly back into her asshole. The tip had barely even entered her when she started slamming back into me again, picking up right where she’d left off moments ago.

  “Holy fuck,” I said under my breath as she continued working her ass back against my cock.

  “You like that?” she said, turning her upper body around so she could look at me. “You like it when I work your huge cock into my tight little asshole?”

  “I fucking love it,” I said, giving her a smack on the ass to punctuate things.

  Shawna smiled and nodded her head. “Do it again,” she said.

  So I did, smacking her other cheek this time.

  “Don’t stop,” she said. “Keep slapping my ass.”

  I smacked it again, first one cheek, then the other.

  “That’s it,” Shawna said. “Harder. Make my ass fucking red.”

  I honored her request with pleasure, smacking away with my palm, each blow sounding like a gunshot in the small room.

  Shawna put her head down and let out a low, guttural groan, still backing her ass against me all the while. Then she slammed back one last time and held it there, my cock buried deep in her asshole, my hips grinding against her ass cheeks.

  Her groan rose in intensity and then her body began to shake uncontrollably, shucking and jiving for a full five seconds before falling still. Then she took a moment to catch her breath

  “Holy shit that was a huge orgasm,” Shawna said, looking back at me once again, her face filled with joy. “Getting fucked in the ass makes me cum so fucking hard.”

  I laughed and shook my head softly. “Where did you come from?” I said. “And where have you been my whole life?”

  Shawna flashed me a wide smile and gave me a wink. “I want to taste my ass,” she said. “Can I clean your cock off with my mouth?”

  “Be my guest,” I said.

  Shawna crawled forward slowly, sliding her ass off my cock inch by inch, until it was completely free of her asshole. Then she turned her body around so her head was right in front of my cock. It was still as hard as ever and sticking straight out, flat as a board, with no limp whatsoever.

  “Pretty damn impressive,” she said before opening her mouth wide and sliding my cock into her mouth without using her hands.

  “Right back at you,” I said under my breath as she moved her head forward and back, taking a little bit deeper each time, cleaning my cock of her ass juices.

  Shawna’s head was turned up towards mine, our eyes locked together as she swallowed my entire cock and held it deep in her throat.

  “Holy fucking shit,” I said, my knees buckling just a bit as she continued to effortlessly deepthroat me.

  This time, only seven seconds passed before I backed away, unable to take it anymore without shooting my load. It was one thing to keep from cumming when being deepthroated at the beginning of the session, before any real fucking had happened, but after fucking Shawna’s ass for while, it was exponentially harder to maintain my composure.

  Smiling, she grabbed my cock and smacked it against her cheek while she caught her breath. “You liked that, did you?” she asked.

  “A little bit too much,” I replied.

  “So I take it you don’t want me to do it again?”

  “Not unless you want me to shoot my load down your throat.”

  “I told you before, it’s not that I don’t want that,” she said, a devilish smile on her lips. “It’s just that I don’t want that right now.”

  “Well then, you’d better not deepthroat me again until you do want that.”

  “Fair enough,” she said. “But can I let you fuck my ass some more?”

  “If you insist,” I said with mock disappointment. “But this time I want to see the look on your face while I’m inside you.”

  “I think we can arrange that,” Shawna said. She climbed to her feet and flopped onto the couch, facing me, her ass right on the edge of the couch and her head about halfway down the rear cushions.

  As I stood over her, she grabbed ahold of her legs and pulled them back and towards
her until her feet were up by her head, tilting her body back so her ass was up in the air and leaving her wide open to me. She hooked her arms around her legs, holding them in place, then ran her hands down her body. She took one ass cheek in each hand and pulled, opening herself up even further. Her pussy was dripping wet and her asshole was wide open.

  “It’s waiting for you,” Shawna said, smiling up at me. “My asshole is gaping and just waiting for you to fuck it.”

  “Then let’s give it what it wants,” I said, spreading my legs and bending my knees so my cock was at the same level as her asshole.

  “Yes,” she said, nodding. “Let’s indeed.”

  I grabbed ahold of my rock-hard cock and slid it into her asshole. It went in easily, without any resistance whatsoever, which wasn’t a big surprise based on how loose it already was from the early fucking it had taken. I gave her my entire cock, balls deep, right from the get-go, hammering it in and out of her in long, slow, rhythmic thrusts.

  “Yeah, bury that cock in my ass,” Shawna said, staring up at me, looking me directly in the eyes with no shame whatsoever. “That’s right. Just like that. It feels so good, so fucking good.”

  I agreed completely with her but was too busy concentrating on keeping things rolling smoothly to answer. Besides, the less I talked the more Shawna did, and I definitely liked hearing her voice more than my own.

  In the middle of one particularly aggressive series of thrusts, my cock slid out of her pussy right before I was about to hammer it back into her. My cock ran over the top of her pussy and my balls slammed into her asshole, causing me to flinch in discomfort. With my cock lying atop her flesh and my balls still pressing against her asshole, I took a moment to gather myself.

  “A little too aggressive there, huh?” Shawna said, smiling as always.

  “Just a bit,” I said.

  She shifted her hand down and grabbed my balls and gave them a little squeeze.

  I sucked my breath in, not sure how much pressure she was going to put on them.

  Shawna laughed. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I just want to try something. Do you mind?”

  “Be my guest,” I said. So far she hadn’t done anything to me that had felt less than awesome and I didn’t expect her to start now. But still, I could feel a hint of trepidation. Which was my normal reaction when someone had their hand around my sack. After all, there was a fine line when it came to that area of a man, and it was real easy to cross it.