A change of position was needed. I rolled Wanda back onto her knees and face down. Her arms were still tied behind her back. I spread her legs as wide as I dared. I spread her ass cheeks, still gleaming red from the spanking and shoved my cock inside her pussy. Wanda groaned loudly as I did this.
Some people make love, and it is all nice and gentle. Not tonight for us. I fucked Wanda with all the strength I possessed. The sound of slapping flesh and Wanda’s cry each time I hit home.
We kept this action for several moments. There was a change though in Wanda’s moans and groans. Rather than just those, she spoke one word with each thrust.
“Ass, ass, ass, ass.”
Then she added.
“Fuck my ass.”
I withdrew from her wet and dripping pussy. The tip of my cock then poised at the entrance to her ass. The opening lubricated with her own honey. A slow insertion began. Wanda needed time to adjust and relax. My tip went in, and it was the tightest sensation I have ever felt. Wanda’s ass closing around me and squeezing. I could have cum then but chose to relax and savor this with her. Deep breathing ensued and we remained motionless. The moment to move became apparent when Wanda pushed against me, wanting a deeper insertion. The movements were slow and gentle. Wanda needed to be comfortable with this, so the going was slow. Small thrusts and centimeters at a time over a long period of time.
I added my saliva to my cock and her ass. It made things slick and easier. This was not the ass slapping frenzy we had when I was in her pussy, but this was a different sensation and we both began to moan in pleasure. There was much enjoyment in watching my cock disappear into Wanda’s ass. The tight feel and the incredible tightness. Wanda made a great deal of noise too. The amount of stimulation made it difficult not to thrust harder and fill her ass with cum.
Wanda whispered.
“Faster.”
That was all I needed. The speed increased and I knew I would not last. The oncoming climax had me a bit frantic and perhaps I pushed too hard. Wanda’s moans turned to screams. One last push deep into Wanda’s ass and I held inside her, cumming.
Wanda spoke.
“OMG that feels good. I felt you shooting cum in me. Stay still and in me till you get soft. This feels so damn good. FUCK!!”
I stood there for the longest time, still inside Wanda’s ass, cum still leaking from me and her ass pulsating around my cock. It was extraordinary. We had sex a couple of times that evening. I was surprised I remained hard, but I figure the stimulation and Wanda’s ass had much to do with that. Several moments passed and I did soften. I withdrew my limp cock from her ass and observed in fascination as it contracted and moved, cum slowly dripped from the opening.
We were both messy and sweaty at this point. A shower was suggested and then we needed to sleep. The coming days will be busy for us and the band. We needed sleep. Wanda went in the shower first, washing and then standing in the stream of steamy water. I rearranged the bed and straightened it some, so we could sleep in it. Wanda emerged, towel on her head, finished drying. I hit the shower and quickly rejoined her. We both were exhausted and soon asleep.
Someone pounded on the door. Was it morning already? A look at my phone said it was afternoon. We had a gig that night. Set up and practice would be required. Things it seemed we had done a thousand times. But we did what we loved, played music.
Wanda had spooned against me in bed. Now she rolled over to face me.
She spoke.
“My ass feels stretched out and sore this morning after you fucked it. I liked it.”
Wanda gave me a big sloppy kiss just before getting out of bed. We washed up, packed up and went downstairs for food. As it was afternoon, I would not call it breakfast. There was a lot of coffee involved. The bus was loaded, then we boarded to settle in. The bus pulled into traffic, and we were on our way. I am not exactly sure where, but we were going there. I dozed just to make it go faster.
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