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Subject: My Confession (part 4)
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My Confession (Part four)
By Katrina
In the last three parts, you remember, I told you that since
confession is good for you," I'm confessing that I love a big
cock in my ass, and my "adventures" about that, but that I'm
changing all the names of people and of some of the places,
because I don't have the other people's permission to reveal
their part in my story, or to use their names.
I told you that I had Marty, too, that summer. Well, here is
how that happened.
The day was warm and sultry. I was looking forward to another
boat expedition to some remote spot, but uncle George had other
ideas. At breakfast he announced that he was taking his family to
Provincetown to the craft show, and that anyone interested could
come along. I declined the offer and Sue wanted to stay, but
uncle George insisted she go.
After they left, I headed for the beach. At least I could
work on my tan, I thought. I found a corner away from the little
kids, put dowm my beach towel, smeared myself with baby oil and
lay down. The sun was warm and I was drowsy and daydreaming about
what had become my favorite subject- a big dick in my bottom-
when a shadow falling on me brought me back to reality. It was
Marty.
"Hi, Kat. Where's Sue?"
"Uncle George dragged her to Provincetown."
"Shit. Dave too?"
"Yeah. Guess you're stuck with me for company."
"Well, that's not so bad," he said, grinning. "Can I join
you?"
I nodded and he spread his towel next to mine and flopped
down.
"So, you're an old- fashioned girl; want to stay a virgin
'til you get married, hunh," he asked?
"Yup."
"And you never did... anything... before the other day?"
"Like I told Sue, the most I did was to give a guy a hand job
after a school dance. Oh, I let some guys cop a feel now and
then, but... I always kept my panties on, y'know?"
"Un hunh. But you really like it, now?"
"Yeah," I answered dreamily. "I didn't know it could be so
good... 'specially not in the ass."
He rolled over on his side looking at me.
"Are you in love with Dave," he asked after a while?
"No. Oh, he's nice, and I like him... but I'm not in love
with him. And, he's my cousin, fer crissake."
"Um," he said.
We spent an hour or so baking in the sun.
"Whew," he said, "It's getting hot. Want to swim?"
"Sure," I said.
"Race you to the island!"
We swam out into the cove, to a clump of weeds and sand we
called an island. It was a couple of hundred yards out, and
though I took the lead early, I tired and he beat me there
easily. I belly- flopped on the sand next to him, panting. He
rolled over next to me and stroked my ass through my suit.
"You do have a nice ass, Kat," he said.
I rolled over and looked at him. He was smiling, and there
was a gleam in his eye and a bulge in his bathing suit.
"Looks like something wants to get out," I said, pointing.
"Yeah?"
Marty stopped grinning. He reached over and gently drew the
straps of my suit off my shoulders and pulled them down until my
breasts fell free of the suit.
"Nice tits, too," he said.
I started to laugh, realizing what a change there had been in
me; that just a week before I would have struggled and run away,
or been horrified to be sitting here with my boobs exposed. I
decided to go for it.
"Isn't that uncomfortable, Marty," I Asked?
I reached out and pulled at the elastic of his suit, still
showing a big bulge. The head of his dick popped out of the top
of the suit.
He shrugged and pulled his suit down. As he released his
cock, it snapped up and banged against his belly, then wobbled up
and down. It wasn't as long as Dave's but it was thicker, and the
head was a big red knob, where Dave's was more pointed.
He sat with the suit around his thighs, his dick pointing
straight at me. He reached over and cupped one of my breasts in
his hand and tweaked my nipple with his fingers. A little twinge
ran right to my pussy.
"Take off your suit, Kat," he said, his voice gruff.
"If you take yours off," I said, trying to sound wicked.
He pulled it off and I wiggled out of mine, then reached over
and grabbed that big knob. He was staring at my pussy.
"I wanna eat you," he said.
By answer I just lay back and spread my legs. He crawled over
and put his face to my wet, silky mound. He put his hands on
each of my buttocks. As his tongue flicked back and forth over
my clit, it sent waves of hot and cold through me. I dropped my
head back, and arched my back in pleasure.
I murmured, "Make me come. Please, I want to come, eat my
pussy. Lick my cunny all over. Suck my clit. Make me come!"
He eagerly obliged. He slipped his hands under my butt,
squeezing my ass- cheeks tightly, and explored my wet pussy with
his tongue. He licked and sucked all over my wet hole, and teased
my clit as I moaned and writhed. In a surprisingly short time, I
shuddered in a violent climax.
Then he was kneeling in front of me, pointing his dick at my
cunny.
"No," I said, "Please don't."
"Oh, shit," he said. "I forgot. You like it in back. Then
roll over."
"We need grease," I said.
He grabbed at his suit and I thought he was going to go, but
he came back with a small tube in his hand. It must have been in
a pocket or something. He opened it and started to smear his cock
with it, then on second thought, handed it to me, "You do it."
Eagerly, I took the tube and coated his throbbing cock. Marty
groaned as I carefully put plenty on the head. Then he took the
tube back and told me to kneel, and pushed my shoulders down to
the ground, my ass way up in the air. He squeezed some of the
jelly on my asshole and rubbed it around with his finger, then
pushed the finger in.
"Oh, yeah," I breathed.
He pumped his finger in and out, working the K-Y in. Then he
stopped and I felt the big knob of his dick against my back door.
He pushed and slid the head in.
"OH!" I said.
Marty grunted and pushed some more, and I felt his thick cock
slide up my rectum, and then his balls whack up against my
throbbing clit.
"Do it to me, Marty," I groaned, "Fuck me in the ass!"
He started to pump me, slowly first, then faster and faster.
On each in- stroke, his balls swung up against my cunny.
It felt great! But I was afraid he would come too fast, so I
wanted him to go slower.
"Oh, Marty, slow down!"
"Great... tight... fucking... ass," he grunted, pumping
away.
I moaned again and he grunted and pumped. I squeezed his dick
with my ass muscles, hoping to slow him down, but he only pumped
harder. The more I squeezed, the harder he pumped. It felt so
good.
I started to come, "Oh, yeah! Oh, fuck me! Oh... AHH..."
I grabbed his balls and he twiddled my clit with his fingers,
and then he stopped pumping and slammed his dick way into me,
pushing hard against my ass cheeks, and I felt his dick pulse in
me, as his hot load shot up in me. He must have squirted eight or
nine times.
Then he started to pull out.
"No, wait," I said urgently. "Stay in me. Please stay in me."
"OK," He said, and using his hands to help, pushed back in
me. We dropped forward onto the sand, him on top of me, his
slowly shrinking dick still deep in me. It felt heavenly! I
tightened up to hold it in. Oh, it was good.
But, then, far too quickly for me, it dropped out.
We took another swim, nude, then got back on the island, and
lay back in the sun. I looked over at him and saw he was getting
hard again.
"Do something for me, Marty," I asked?
"What?"
"Put it in me again, but don't pump in and out."
"Hunh?"
"Yeah. I just want to feel your big dick in me."
He got up and came over to me, and kneeled behind me.
I said, "Wait. Lie down on your side. Good. Now I'll lie down
here next to you."
I snuggled down next to him till we were like nested spoons,
then reached behind me for his cock. I guided it to my back door
and pressed the head against it. Marty pushed, and it was in. I
guess there was still plenty of the grease in my A- hole, because
it just slid right in.
He pushed more, and I felt his dick slither up into me until
his belly was right up against my cheeks.
"Now don't move," I said. "Just relax and enjoy it."
Marty grunted. We stayed like that for a while, and it felt
just dreamy, his fat cock spreading my bottom.
But then he started to soften. I could feel his cock lose its
thickness, and start to come out of me. I squeezed with my anal
muscles, and moved on him, little tiny motions. It got hard
again, and slithered back up me.
"Oh, I like that," I said.
And it did feel wonderful, growing inside me like that.
Marty started to move in me, pumping slowly.
"Lie still, Marty," I ordered.
He stopped. I reached between my legs and found his balls,
and gently stroked them, stretching his sac and pulling his balls
up between my legs and over my hot pussy. Marty pushed my legs up
with his, grabbed my ass cheek and spread me open and pushed in a
little more. I felt my hole spread open as the fat base of his
dick pushed into me. He reached around and cupped my titties with
his hands.
We lay like that for a long time. Every time his dick started
to soften, I moved on him, just enough to get it hard again.
Finally, he muttered, "I can't stand it any more, Kat. I
gotta move in you!"
He started to pull back a little. I let him back off me
about an inch, then pulled him back in by his balls.
"Oh, Jesus," he said.
"OK," I said, "but I'm going to sit on you."
I let go of his balls and rolled back onto him, getting my
legs under me. At one point I had to back off him and I thought
he would slip out, but I managed to keep him in me. I moved
over him until I was squatting over his hips, facing his feet,
his dick still in my ass.
I started to pump him. Very slowly, I moved up and off him,
until he was almost out. Then, just as slowly sat back down until
I was sitting hard on his hips, all of his manhood deep in my
rectum. I did this only four times when I felt myself starting
to come. I sat hard on his cock and squeezed like crazy, and
reached down and rubbed my clit. I came instantly.
I was shuddering all over, and my ass and pussy were jerking
with wild spasms, and I heard my voice making funny squealing
sounds.
"Oh, shit, Kat," I heard Marty say, as though from far away,
"Oh... gaaa... ung!"
I felt, dreamily, his cock pulse way up in me as he shot his
second load in me. I kept coming, each pulse of his dick bringing
me off again, and each squeeze of mine forcing another squirt
from him.
He stopped shooting, but he kept moaning. I was still coming.
It felt like I would never stop! But finally, exhausted, the
spasms stopped, leaving me panting, his softening member still
trapped in me. I tried to keep it in there, sitting hard on his
hips.
"For Crissake, Kat," Marty said, "you're crushing me!"
I lifted my weight from him, just a tiny bit, but he slipped
out. I dropped down onto the sand between his legs, my insides
still twitching slightly.
"Jesus, Kat," Marty whispered, panting, "You are something
else!"
"You ain't bad, yourself," I grinned.
After a while, we took another swim to get the sand off, put
our suits on, and swam back to the mainland.
------ to be continued ------
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