Fivesome Part 6: Goth Girl Ass

By the time Sabrina and Amanda came back out of the bathroom, shiny and clean from their shared shower, you were slowly fucking Maeve’s ass.

Despite the fingers, the lube and the buttplug, you’d been right - the only butthole you’d had sex with that was tighter was Sabrina’s. (The fact that you went from never having done anal before the summer, to being moderately experienced with now six different asses fucked on record, was not a fact that you currently had time to wonder about.) The funny thing was, just like with Sabrina, the initial insertion into Maeve’s ass was actually pretty easy. Despite having that tight little doughnut hole of an anal ring, your cock head pressed against it and neatly popped in. The next inch or so was fairly easygoing as well.

Then it needed lube, and careful work.

But there were more similarities between Maeve and Sabrina that led to a key difference. Where Sabrina liked a sharp pain in specific places but not the pain she got without a ton of prep before anal, Maeve really did seem to like the literal pain in her ass.

“That’s the look of a girl with a fat cock wedged up her ass,” Sabrina said and she and Amanda entered the bedroom.

“You OK, Maeve?” Amanda asked, looking a little worried.

Maeve lifted her head to look at the other girls; she’d been leaning forward, gripping onto your forearms for balance, pretty much the entire time while you’d slowly worked her ass and Gemma had spent time trying to help Maeve stay as horny as possible by teasing her erogenous zones. “Perfect,” Maeve gasped.

Sabrina narrowed her eyes, clearly questioning the statement, but shrugged. “‘Manda is gonna take a turn with the strap-on,” she eventually said and wiggled her eyebrows at me. “How do you want to watch me get fucked, love?”

“Over on the bed here,” you said, gesturing next to you. “On your back.”

“You just want to watch my tits as I do the thrusting motion,” Amanda accused, her smirk playful.

“Hey now,” you said. “I would gladly watch that ass, too.”

Amanda rolled her eyes, but her grin said it was the right thing to say.

“Go,” Maeve grunted.

You pulled out of her ass about an inch, watching her anal ring cling to the shaft of your cock, and then pushed back in the same amount.

“More,” she grunted, pulling on your arms.

You pushed in another inch, feeling the pressure in her change.

“How much more?” she asked.

“About two inches,” you said. “So another quarter? You know you don’t have to take it all, we can just work with-”

“John,” Maeve said, a little sternly. “I’m taking the whole thing.”

“OK,” you said. “OK.”

“Fu-u-u-u-ck,” Maeve moaned. Your cock was gliding in and out of her ass, each stroke causing her anal ring to pull like lips as you withdrew and then grip as you pushed in. The rhythm was slow and smooth and almost felt like you were slow dancing as the two of you worked together. Amanda seemed to be copying your speed on the bed as she had Sabrina on her back. Gemma had needed to take her strap-on off so the thicker girl could wear it, and it had taken Amanda a while to figure out the mechanics of thrusting her hips to get the right motion with some coaching from both Gemma and Sabrina.

That whole process had been a nice distraction for you and Maeve, as was the fact that Sabrina was laying with her head hanging off the edge of the mattress half the time so she could watch you buttfucking Maeve from upside-down.

Amanda might have been right, though. Watching her tits as she fucked Sabrina in slow, deliberate strokes was great. But so was watching her face as she first felt the power of wielding a cock, however fake it was, and then slowly discovering what she could do to Sabrina with it.

Gemma, meanwhile, now strap-on-less, had made out with Maeve a little bit, and then you, and then Sabrina. The only reason she didn’t kiss Amanda as well was to let the girl have her concentration, you assumed.

“Harder?” Maeve asked you quietly. Her request/demands had stopped a while ago.

“Sure, tell me if it’s too much,” you said and then picked up the pace a little bit. You weren’t anywhere near the ass-clapping clip you’d been fucking her or Amanda before, but the increased speed was good.

“Fuuuuuck,” Maeve groaned softly.

“Fuck!” Sabrina grunted.

“Mmm, she’s getting close,” Gemma hummed with a grin. “What do you think, love? Want me to **** you while Amanda pinches you, or should she smother you with her tits?”

“Um- Um- Um-” Sabrina babbled near-incoherently. “You- pick- baby-”

Gemma kissed her sweetly, then lifted her head up by the back so it wasn’t hanging freely. “Press down over her, ‘Manda. Suffocate her with those sexy boobs.”

Amanda snorted a little but did so with a grin, and Gemma shoved Sabrina’s head up to meet them. You were mostly sure she wouldn’t let Sabrina actually get smothered to the point of unconsciousness as she started to come.

“You’re very good at this,” Maeve grunted to you.

“Thank you,” you said, now used to her blunt way of communicating the things she was feeling. “I aim to please.”

“You are,” Maeve sighed, looking at you out of the corner of her eye. “This is exactly what I needed. Harder?”

You pulled her closer as you thrust deep into her, leaning forward and kissing the soft skin between her shoulder blades, before picking up the tempo just a little more. “Are you planning on us getting up to the previous speed?” you asked, a little worried about what she could physically handle.

“I want you to fuck my ass so hard that I feel it at the end of next week when I’m back in England,” Maeve said. “This is already one of the best sexual experiences I’ve had so far. I think we can get it to the top.”

Based on her previous mention of being experimental and chasing experiences, you thought that sounded like high praise to you.

“Alright,” you said. “Let’s shoot for the top.”

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