Chapter 78: Getting Ready For A..l[R18]

They lay tangled for a long time.

Zarek was still half on top of her, his weight pressing her into the damp sheets. His cock had softened inside her at last and slipped free with a slow wet slide.

A warm trickle followed it, leaking out of her onto the sheet. Cum and her own wetness mixed together.

"Splurt...."

Elsa shivered at the feeling. "Mmm...."

She did not move to clean it. She did not want to move at all. Her arms were still around his neck. Her legs were still loosely around his waist. Her whole body felt loose and heavy and buzzing. Her thighs trembled faintly every few seconds.

Zarek breathed against her neck. Hot. His sweat mixed with hers. He kissed the side of her throat. Then he nuzzled lower, mouthing her collarbone.

"Ahh...." she sighed softly. "That was.... mmm...."

"Good," he finished for her.

She smiled with her eyes closed. "Rough...."

"You begged for it."

"I know...." She tightened her arms a little. "I liked it...."

He chuckled. His hand stroked her side, up and down, feeling the damp heat of her skin. Then it drifted lower. Over her hip. Over the curve of her ass.

He squeezed. Hard.

Elsa gasped. "Ahh...."

He squeezed again, kneading the full cheek in his palm.

His fingers dug in. Her flesh was soft and hot from the spanking earlier. Still faintly red. He rubbed the cheek slowly, soothing and possessive at once.

Then his thumb slid inward. Into the cleft. Pressing lightly over the tight small hole there.

Elsa tensed. Her breath caught. "Ah.... Zarek...."

He felt the tiny flinch under his thumb. He did not move away. He circled slowly. Light pressure through the slick of sweat and leaked cum that had smeared there.

"You know what I want," he said quietly.

She opened her eyes. Looked at him. Her face was flushed and sleepy and sated. But her eyes sharpened a little when she understood.

"My.... there," she whispered.

"Yes," he said. "Your ass. I want it."

Elsa swallowed. "I have never.... I have never done that...."

"I know."

She was quiet for a moment. She could hear her own heartbeat.

Zarek watched her face. His thumb kept circling, slow and patient. Not pushing in. Just letting her feel it.

"I will go slow," he said. "I will make you ready. But I will have it. Tonight."

Elsa stared at him.... then she breathed out shakily. A small moan slipped with it. "Mmm.... okay...."

"Okay what."

She blushed deeper. "Okay.... take it.... but.... slow.... please...."

He smiled. Satisfied. He kissed her, rewarding her. She melted into it, moaning softly into his mouth. "Mmm...."

"Good girl," he whispered against her lips. "Turn over."

She hesitated only a second.... then obeyed. She rolled onto her stomach, cheek on the pillow. Her naked body stretched out beneath him. Her hair messy across the pillow.

Her back glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. Her ass raised slightly without her even realizing, presenting.

Zarek knelt behind her. He ran both hands over her ass, spreading and squeezing. Admiring the red marks his slaps had left. He slapped lightly once, just to see it jiggle.

"Smack...."

"Ahh...." she yelped, then moaned. "Mmm...."

"So sensitive," he murmured. He spread her cheeks apart with both hands, exposing her fully. The small tight hole was pink and untouched, glistening faintly with sweat.

Below it her pussy was swollen and wet, still leaking his cum in a slow white trickle.

He leaned down and licked her. A long flat lick from her pussy up to her ass.

"Ohhh...." Elsa gasped, fingers clutching the pillow. "Ahh.... what...."

He did it again. Slower. His tongue circled her pussy, lapping up the mess, then dragged upward. He spat lightly onto her back hole to wet it. Warm saliva dripped down.

He spread the spit with his thumb, rubbing in slow circles. She whimpered, hips shifting restlessly.

"Mmm.... ahh.... feels weird...."

"Weird good or weird bad."

She bit her lip. "Weird.... good.... maybe.... ahh...."

He pressed his mouth to her ass. Kissed the cheek. Then lower. His tongue flicked out and teased the rim, soft and wet. She jolted hard.

"Ahhh.... ohh.... Zarek...."

He held her hips down with one strong hand when she tried to squirm away. Keeping her in place.

"Stay," he ordered softly. "Let me taste you."

She moaned and forced herself to still. "Okay.... okay.... mmm...."

He licked again. Slow circles around the tight ring. Wet and warm. His saliva slicked it. His tongue pushed lightly, just testing, not entering. Her hole fluttered under his tongue. She moaned louder, confused by the pleasure.

"Ahh.... ahh.... ohh.... I never.... mmm...."

He kept licking while his hand slid underneath her to find her pussy. Two fingers slipped inside her easily. She was still soaked and open from being fucked. They slid in with a loud wet sound.

"squelch...."

"Ahhhhh...." she cried, arching. "Yes.... there...."

Now he worked both at once. Fingers pumping her pussy slow and deep, tongue circling her ass. Keeping her aroused while he opened her mind to the new feeling. Her moans grew messy and continuous.

"Mmm.... ahh.... ohh.... fuck.... Zarek...."

He lifted his head. His chin was wet with spit and her juices. He spat again directly onto her hole, a thick glob, and rubbed it in with his middle finger. Circling.... pressing.... circling.

"Splach...."

"Relax," he told her. "Breathe. Push out a little like you are.... yeah.... like that...."

Elsa tried to follow. She breathed in.... then out slowly. Her hole loosened a fraction. His fingertip slipped just inside. Just the tip.

"Ahhh...." she gasped. "Oh...."

"Good. Feel that. Just my fingertip. Nothing more."

It burned slightly. Stretched. Strange fullness. But his other fingers kept moving in her pussy, keeping pleasure flowing, so the burn melted into heat.

"Mmm.... ahh.... okay.... okay...."

He pushed a little deeper. Slow. Inch by inch. Until his whole finger was inside her ass to the knuckle. Tight heat gripped him hard.

"Fuck...." he groaned. "So tight...."

"Ahh.... ahh.... full.... so full...." she whimpered. Her hands fisted the pillow. "Moves.... move please.... a little...."

He began to move the finger. Gentle shallow thrusts. In.... out.... twist.... His saliva and her sweat made it slick.

Elsa moaned with every thrust, high and shaky at first. Then lower. Needier. Her hips started to rock back against his hand on their own.

"Mmm.... ohh.... ohh.... it.... it does not hurt as much now...."

"Because you are opening for me," he said, voice thick. "Because you are my good girl and you want it."

"Yes...." she breathed. "Yes...."

He added more spit. "Splach...." He worked a second finger alongside the first, pressing slowly at the entrance. This stretch burned more. She cried out.

"Ahhh.... wait.... wait.... too much...."

He stopped pushing at once, but did not pull back. He held pressure steady, letting her adjust. His other hand left her pussy and stroked her back soothingly.

"Breathe," he ordered gently. "Relax for me.... thats it.... let me in...."

She panted.... whimpered.... then slowly her muscles gave. The second finger slid in beside the first. Both buried now. Her hole stretched pink and shiny around them.

"OHHH.... fuck...." she moaned, trembling. "Ahh.... ahh...."

He began to scissor them very slowly. Opening.... closing.... stretching her with care. The wet sounds grew louder. "squelch... splach...." She dripped onto the sheet below, pussy leaking from arousal despite the strange burn.

Her moans changed. Less fear. More pleasure. Deep guttural sounds she had never made before.

"Mmm.... ohh.... ohh.... Zarek...."

"Thats it," he groaned, watching his fingers disappear into her. His cock was hard again just from watching. Throbbing painfully.

"Take my fingers. Open up."

He fucked her ass slowly with his fingers for a long time. Letting her body learn. Every few minutes he added more spit, keeping her slick and noisy. She writhed and moaned and pushed back, lost in the dual sensation of emptiness in her pussy and fullness in her ass.

At last he slid his fingers free with a soft wet pop. She gasped at the sudden emptiness and clenched.

"Ahh.... no...."

He spread her cheeks wide again. Her hole was looser now, pink and wet and winking, unable to fully close. Glazed with saliva. Ready.

Zarek positioned himself behind her on his knees. He stroked his cock slowly, coating it with spit from his palm. Then he pressed the thick head against her small entrance. Just resting there.

Elsa felt it and froze. Her fingers dug into the pillow. Her breathing turned fast and shallow.

"Zarek...." she whispered.

"Shhh," he said, holding her hips steady. He pushed forward only enough to dent, not enter. Teasing pressure. "Feel me. Feel how much I want you."

She moaned shakily, ass trembling under his hands. "Ahh.... it is so big...."

"And you are going to take it," he said, dominant and certain. "Slowly. All of it."

She buried her face in the pillow and whispered, muffled and needy....

"Slow.... please...."