The Heart System

Chapter 911: Chapter 911

I pushed the plug in as deep as it would go and held it there while I sucked hard on her clit. Carrie’s back arched off the bed. A longer, higher moan spilled out of her. I could feel how close she was getting from the way her pussy fluttered against my mouth and the way her asshole clenched tightly around the toy. I didn’t let up. I kept licking and sucking and slowly working the plug inside her, determined to pull every possible sound out of her before I even thought about fucking her properly.

"Now, let’s get this thing out, shall we?"

I finally pulled the butt plug free with a slow, wet tug. Carrie’s asshole stayed open for a second before the tight pink rim fluttered and slowly began to close. I spread her soft cheeks wider with both hands so I could look at it properly. The hole was slightly puffy and shiny from the toy, a perfect little ring that still twitched as if it missed being filled. The skin around it was smooth and flushed. I leaned in and dragged my tongue over it in one long, slow lick.

Carrie jerked and let out a shaky moan.

I licked her again, flattening my tongue and working over the sensitive rim while two of my fingers slid into her soaked pussy. She was dripping. Every time I pushed my tongue against her asshole and curled my fingers inside her cunt at the same time, her thighs trembled harder. I kept going like that, tongue circling and pressing against the tight hole, fingers slowly fucking her pussy, the wet sounds of both filling the cheap motel room.

"Look at this greedy little hole," I muttered against her skin between licks. "Still open and twitching after that plug. You walked around with that thing in your ass all morning just so I’d find it, didn’t you?"

"Y-yes..." she panted.

"Dirty fucking girl. Getting your ass ready for me before I even walked through the door."

"Yesh..."

I pushed my tongue more firmly against the center of her hole, pointing it and trying to work inside while my fingers kept rubbing the front wall of her pussy. Carrie moaned louder, one hand fisting the thin motel sheets. I could feel her getting closer from the way her cunt started fluttering around my fingers and the way her asshole clenched under my tongue.

A few more seconds of that was all it took.

Her whole body tensed. A broken, high cry left her throat as she came hard. Her pussy clamped down around my fingers in strong pulses while clear wetness spilled out over my hand. Her asshole fluttered wildly against my tongue. I kept licking her through it, slow and thorough, tasting the way her body shook and clenched until the strongest waves finally started to fade.

I didn’t stop right away. I gave her a few more long licks over the still-twitching hole, then finally pulled back and stood up. Carrie was still holding one leg up, breathing hard, face flushed. I gave her soft ass a firm slap that made the flesh jiggle.

"Turn around. I’m going to fuck that pretty asshole of yours."

She moved immediately, rolling onto her stomach and then pushing herself up onto her hands and knees. She arched her back deeply, presenting herself, the thin black babydoll still bunched around her waist. Her soft, slightly heavy tits hung beneath her. I stepped in close, put one foot up on the edge of the bed for a better angle, and looked down at her.

Her asshole was still slightly open from the plug and my tongue, the pink rim glistening and twitching in a way that almost looked like it was winking at me, begging to be filled again. I reached down, dragged two fingers through her soaked pussy, and spread the wetness up over her hole, rubbing it in slow circles until the tight ring was slick and shiny.

Then I took my cock in hand and rubbed the thick head up and down against her asshole, coating it in her juices. The heat of her skin against the sensitive head made my cock throb harder.

"Ready?" I asked, voice rough.

"Yes... please..."

I pushed forward. The tight ring resisted for a second, then slowly stretched around the head of my cock. Carrie let out a long, low groan, her head lifting as the thickest part of the head finally popped inside. The heat and pressure were immediate and intense. I kept pushing, feeding her more of my length inch by inch until my hips were flush against her soft ass and every bit of my cock was buried in that burning tightness.

"Fuck... you’re so tight," I groaned, staying still for a moment so she could adjust. "This ass is gripping me like it doesn’t want to let go."

I started moving, slow at first, long strokes that let her feel every inch dragging against her inner walls. Her asshole clung to my cock on every pull-out, the pink rim stretching outward before I sank back in to the hilt. The wet, filthy sound of her ass taking me filled the room. I placed both hands on her soft hips and used them for leverage, pulling her back onto my cock with every thrust.

"That’s it," I muttered. "Take it. Arch that back more. Let me see this fat ass bounce while I fuck it."

Carrie pushed her chest lower and her ass higher, giving me exactly what I asked for. I started thrusting harder, the soft slap of my hips against her cheeks growing louder. One hand stayed on her hip; the other slid up her back, under the babydoll, and around to roughly squeeze one of her hanging tits. I pinched the nipple hard enough to make her moan, then leaned over her and pressed open-mouthed kisses along her spine while I kept fucking her ass in deep, steady strokes.

"You love this, don’t you?" I said against her skin. "Getting your asshole stretched open in a cheap motel while your husband has no idea. Walking around with a plug in all day just so I’d use you like this."

"Yes..." she gasped. "I love it... fuck... your cock feels so big in my ass..."