Chapter Eleven
Their kisses set off a fire in their bellies, both of them desperate for one another all of a sudden, and both of them knowing this was going to be more than just a simple kiss.
It would be a good long while before they collapsed into one another, the sweat prickling the backs of their necks, clinging to each other’s tired bodies, panting and breathless.
Sammie leaned in, parting her lips and deepening the embrace by slipping her tongue confidently into Frank’s mouth, clashing it against his as she explored his teeth and gums. Her heart thudded happily in her chest; she just adored kissing him, and she could have carried on this way for longer, but soon, Frank was taking control again, rolling her onto her back on the makeshift couch and sitting up to pull off her pants. She was more than willing to help him, lifting her butt off and wiggling her legs so he could get them down, at the same time feverishly reaching up to undo the buttons on his fancy cowboy shirt.
They carried on until soon enough their clothes were in a heap and they were wrapped around each other in a flurry of tangled limbs, with Sammie on her back and Frank on top, with Sammie’s bra left to come off.
She sat up a bit, reached her hands round and undid the clasp at the back, struggling for a second or two before finally releasing it and letting it drop. He took hold of it and flung it dramatically to one side, looking into her eyes as he did so. The two of them chuckled at his overly dramatic and amusing action, then she lay back down again, her head on a cushion, topless and exposed, and about to become even more so as Frank dragged down her knickers, stripping her of her clothes completely.
She wriggled her hips to help him and soon enough she was totally naked, lying there before him ready for anything and everything he had to give her.
Once she was totally stripped and on show, Frank jumped up and ran over to the ‘bed’ area, rummaging around inside an old suitcase and another wooden box.
“What are you looking for?” she asked gently, although she had an idea. “Did you really store condoms in your secret hideout?” A smile played on her lips.
“Yep!” He grinned and held them up triumphantly. “And lube!” He came back over with all the provisions. “Do you want to move to the beds or…”
“No, this is fine.”
Frank nodded, and tore open the packet of the condom with his teeth, rolling it on to his already hard and throbbing cock, as Sammie watched him with keen, eager eyes from her position on her back looking up at him.
“I want to try something different this time,” she mumbled, a hint of excitement and nervousness in her voice.
“What?” He looked at her, slightly surprised, but intrigued.
He clambered back down once the condom was on, and took his position above her as if they were about to have regular sex.
Sammie placed her hands on his hips and smiled, looking up at him. “Have you ever tried anal?”
Frank’s eyes widened. “I…well…yeah, once, but…”
“Oh. Do you not like it?” Sammie’s face fell and she looked slightly disappointed.
“No, no, that wasn’t what I meant,” Frank rushed to explain. “I’m just…surprised,” he admitted. “I’ve never been with a girl who asked to try anal before.”
“Really?” She raised an eyebrow. “Well, I’ve never actually done it before…but I’ve…kind of always wanted to try it.”
“Yeah?” He bit his lip excitedly. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, of course I’m sure, dumbass,” she teased him, slapping him gently on the thigh then rolling over onto her front and sticking her butt up into the air. “Come on,” she encouraged. “Do what you gotta do.”
Frank chuckled, then raised one hand slightly before gently bringing it down on Sammie’s ass and spanking her.
She jumped, slightly startled, but gave a soft moan of enjoyment at the same time.
“Yeah? You like that?” he enquired in a soft, breathy deep voice.
“Mmm…” she moaned in response.
He rubbed her ass slowly with his hand, then placed both of them on her cheeks and spread them to look at her tight little perfect hole; never been touched before.
He gave a soft groan at the thought of being the first one to ever go there.
She turned back and looked at him over her shoulder and smirked. “What do you look so nervous for?”
“Do I?” he blushed. “Maybe because you’re so damn beautiful?”
She laughed a little. “I think you’re nervous. More nervous than me.”
“Am not,” he insisted and raised his hand, giving her another spank on her ass.
“Get on with it then.”
“Alright, alright…” He chuckled and tutted, rolling his eyes at how eager she appeared to be.
He already had a condom on, assuming before she asked him about the anal that they were about to have regular sex, so at least he didn’t have to worry about that. He did, however, need to prepare her a little. The anus was a tight hole and, unlike the vagina, didn’t provide natural lubricant.
Thankfully, he had some of his own that he could add to the mix.
“You can just relax and lie on your back, y’know,” he reassured her. “You look kind of uncomfortable like that…”
“You sure?” She rolled over onto her back, then bunched up her legs and pulled her ankles in towards her butt to expose herself, then she moved a hand down to between her legs, starting to rub herself gently, flicking her fingers back and forth over her already wet clit. She was extremely turned on right now and raring to go. She wasn’t exactly sure what Frank was going to do next, but she was ready for whatever he had in mind. She kept her legs spread well apart, ready and waiting.
He held the lube up with one hand and then sprayed a liberal amount onto the fingers of his opposite hand.
The whole time, Sammie kept her legs up and watched him with intense interest, her body trembling ever so slightly and feeling rather completely at his mercy as he slowly mounted on top of her and began to take control.
He tossed the bottle to the side, using one hand to roam all up and down Sammie’s body, touching her breasts and her stomach, seemingly wanting to touch every part of her, while the hand he’d sprayed the lube onto worked its way down between her legs and between the cheeks of her ass.
Sammie shuddered, then quietly gasped and closed her eyes, finding that the sensations of Frank’s touches were actually helping to relax her a little and helping her to forget about the nervousness of what was to come.
Then, the greased-up fingers of Frank’s left hands slipped further down and she felt a sudden rush of excitement, her stomach swelling up and her heart pounding, her whole body alive and tingling.
When Frank finally pushed a finger inside, Sammie’s eyes widened and she looked up at him for a brief second, before her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her stomach arched upwards off the bed, her mouth emitting a sort of half moan, half grunt. No one had ever touched her there before, or put a finger inside her like that, and it felt…weird…strange, but oddly…good. It was painful and pleasurable at the same time, and she almost immediately wanted more.
She dropped her body back down onto the mattresses and tried to make her body relax, aware that her muscles had tensed up the moment Frank’s finger had gone inside. She took a few deep, calming breaths and Frank gently encouraged her, murmuring to her:
“That’s it…good girl…how does it feel?”
“Weird,” she admitted, her eyes fluttering.
Frank began to waggle and twist his finger around inside of her. It was an uncomfortable and odd sensation, but Sammie was taking all the pleasure from it that she could, just enjoying the fact that Frank’s finger was so damn long and could apparently reach all kinds of places inside her.
“Mm…” she moaned and lifted her hips up a little.
“That’s good,” he told her, wanting to encourage her. “You’re doing really well…”
She closed her eyes, words failing her for a moment as Frank began to thrust that finger of his in and out.
She raised her hips up to meet it, her toes curling a bit, her body eager.
"Mmm...ahh..." She was just beginning to relax and get used to it when she gave a sudden sharp intake of breath as a second finger was pushed in alongside the original. It felt so much bigger already, so much more of a stretch. It was uncomfortable at first, and even a little bit painful, but she closed her eyes and let out the breath she'd been holding, slowly and shakily.
As Frank moved his fingers back and forth, in and out, the pain began to transform into pleasure, and soon enough, it started to feel really damn good.
“Mmmm…” Sammie moaned some more, her hands reaching up and wrapping around the back of Frank’s neck, dragging him down towards her, half sitting up to meet her in the middle for a messy kiss, the two of them crashing their lips together urgently and desperately, muffling the loud moans and cries that were threatening to escape her.
Frank scissored and stretched his fingers inside her expertly; he had most definitely done this before and knew exactly what he was doing.
When he slowly pulled them out, it left her feeling empty and needy, like there was something missing in her butthole, and that something was his cock.
She glanced down at him hungrily. “P-please,” she managed to gasp, reaching up and kissing him frantically again.
He moaned against her lips as they kissed, then grinded his dick against her thigh.
If that was how nice it felt with only a couple of fingers, she could only imagine how she would feel once Frank’s entire length was inside her. She was practically drooling at the thought, her legs already trembling slightly where they rested, still spread out wide.
“I need you,” she whimpered.
“Patience,” Frank replied with a smirk.
“Mmmm…” Sammie moaned one more time, then fell still and quite silent as Frank pushed his fingers inside her once again, this time with three fingers instead of just two, stretching her wider than he had done previously.
She could really feel it now, and once more, it was a little uncomfortable.
She decided to concentrate mostly on relaxing herself, closing her eyes and slowing down her breathing.
“You’re…pretty good at this,” she complimented him in between shaky breaths, her legs trembling again in anticipation of further pleasure.
He chuckled softly and continued working his fingers back and forth inside her. “I’ve had uh…some experience…but it’s been a while. I’m glad I remembered what to do.” He blushed a little, then leaned over and kissed her gently on the forehead.
“Very much so,” she smiled.
“I…think you’re ready now…” Frank murmured, carefully pulling out his fingers.
She spread her legs even wider for him and lifted them up a little, her ass open and twitching in anticipation. “Is…this OK for you?”
“It’s perfect, baby,” he mumbled, running his palm over her butt cheek appreciatingly. Sammie silently shuddered, then looked up at Frank in expectation, her hole now, felt fully stretched and wide open, twitching and gaping, a hundred per cent ready for her partner to enter. She placed her hands loosely around Frank's hips and nodded. She was ready.
Frank's heart fluttered in his chest, then began beating ten to the dozen, thumping out loudly and slightly nervously as he gazed down into Sammie's eyes, more excited than apprehensive.
Sammie felt the slight nudge of Frank’s cock against her already gaping entrance and gave a small gasp, followed by an extremely loud one and a large intake of breath as that cock was driven forwards and pushed inside her, stretching the already stretched muscles even further to accommodate the extra girth.
Her toes curled at the sheets on the mattress and her legs naturally spread wider as if trying to fit more of him in.
"Oh God..." Her arms reached up and grasped at Frank's shoulder, gripping him and digging in a little, holding on tight. "Ohhh...fuck..."
She continued to give little tiny shudders and quiet gasps as Frank pushed in even deeper, until he was in all the way and could go no further.
He was trying his best to keep his moans to himself, seeing as Sammie was being relatively silent, but they were still sneaking out, breaking out of him uncontrollably, his body shaking at the sensations that were already rippling through it and his eyes rolling around in their sockets. He just loved this...and it had been far too long since he’d had anyone’s ass like this.
He leaned down to kiss her, and Sammie eagerly leaned up to return the passion of his embrace, her death grip on Frank’s shoulders starting to relax as she melted into the sensual snog they were sharing, her hands now simply exploring up and down Frank's back instead, enjoying the touch of his skin. She raised her feet up off the mattress and hooked them round Frank's ass, keeping him there, keeping him deep inside her as he started to slowly rock back and forth.
"Mmmm...." Frank moaned gently into the kiss then began to pick up the pace.
"Hahn!" Sammie gasped and opened her eyes, even though they were still kissing.
She broke off for breath, her mouth contorted open with sudden pleasure. Each increasingly powerful thrust from Frank's hips was sending her into a deeper oblivion of overwhelming sensations.
It wasn't speed as such, because there was nothing frantic or rushed about their love making; it was simply power and force...it was good and hard and her entire body was being rocked and pushed around, the makeshift couch shaking and trembling and seemingly threatening to collapse with every movement nearly. It was all she could do to cling loosely onto Frank's back and keep her eyes half open as they lolled around in their sockets.
Frank let out a growl and pushed even harder, seemingly encouraged by Sammie’s reaction and at that point, he very nearly lost control, a stream of squeaking squealing noises falling out of his lips without any warning and without him having made any actual conscious decisions to release such sounds.
"Ah!...ah!...ah!...ah!..." They were a sort of gasping yelp, occurring every single time he thrust his hips into her. "Ah!...ah!..."
Sammie was making some very similar noises too, crying out to match his. Her whole body shook and shuddered, her head spinning and dizzy, her brains felt like they were literally getting fucked out. Her vision blurred and her thoughts fuzzed out, until all she could do was lie there and show her appreciation through her noises.
The pleasure was already near overwhelming, so it didn't take very long at all to begin to spiral out of control.
Sammie’s hands reached around and scratched lightly at Frank's back, digging in with her heels at the same time and urging him onwards.
The short, sharp yelping sounds turned into breathless gasps for air and heady moans she wasn't even aware she was making, her mind and body in a complete mess as Frank pounded into her and took them both over the edge.
It must have been the friction of his cock causing some stimulation of her clit or something; either that or she had a secret G spot in her ass. Whatever it was, it wasn’t long before she found herself feeling closer and closer to orgasm, and when she finally came, her hips bucked upwards and her neck arched back a little, her mouth falling open in a choked scream, but with most of the volume from it disappearing due to the fact that she was so out of breath from the whole experience anyway.
When Frank finally came, he tossed his head back and let out a loud moan. He had been louder during this encounter than either of their previous ones; perhaps because he was truly starting to relax around Sammie and be able to let go and be himself, not have to worry about holding back.
His legs gave out a bit and started to shake, his knees going all weak as he gradually slowed down his thrusts, emptying himself into Sammie’s tight ass.
“Oh God…” He groaned and collapsed forwards, resting for a bit and getting his breath back.
In the post-orgasmic haze that followed, Sammie was aware of a little pain and discomfort as Frank pulled back and out of her, but that was soon over and immediately replaced by warmth as he pulled her into his arms and cuddled up beside her. Feeling happily drained of all her energy and well and truly fucked, she slowly turned over onto her shoulder to face Frank and lazily slid her arm across his waist to rest up on his chest.
"Frank..." She sighed his name and shuffled herself a bit closer, smiling and then leaning in to give him a little kiss on the lips.
“Mm? Did you like that, baby?” Frank smiled, already looking half asleep.
“Mmm, sure did…” They were both exhausted and worn out.
They rested where they were for a moment, then eventually slowly sat up and started pulling their clothes on again, giggling at how naughty the whole thing was.
“Wow, that was wild.”
“Yeah,” she smirked and took a swig of beer.
“Does that mean…does that mean you forgive me?” He asked hesitantly, pulling on his boxers.
She sighed, then nodded. “Yeah. I forgive you. I love you.”
“I love you too,” he beamed, then leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips. “Will…will you marry me?”
It wasn’t exactly the ideal, romantic proposal she’d had in mind, with the two of them hiding out in an underground lair after having had a car chase with the cops followed by steamy anal sex but…well…at least it was exciting, and normal was boring, right? Who wanted normal?
She smiled softly, then nodded. “Yeah...yeah, I’ll marry you.”
“Great,” he grinned. “Thank you. I’m a lucky guy.”
“Yeah, you are. Asshole.”
Frank chuckled, then leaned in and kissed her again.
This time, she met the kiss and returned it gently, her eyes closing as she melted against his lips, feeling happy and complete.