Weekend at the Cabin Ch. 04

Weekend At The Cabin: IV
"Tanya, Tim and I want to do some more stuff.
"You can stay here with us..." I looked at Tim, and he nodded, "... or you can do other things. Like before, it's completely up to you."
"I like watching you two."
So sweet -- and so dirty!
I got an idea. "You know, Tanya, you can help if you want." I waited for her to indicate interest. "You can help Tim and me undress ? that OK?" I pulled my tee shirt out of the waist of my sweat pants and leaned over toward her. She took the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head and off my arms. Then she did the same with Tim.
Tim had already untied the drawstring of his sweat pants, and he stood there, and Tanya took the hint and grabbed the waist in her hands and worked them off his hips and down to the floor, and Tim stepped out of them.
She turned to me. I had purposely left my drawstring tied, hoping she'd take the hint and untie it herself. She saw the knot, and she looked at me, and I nodded. She took the end of the tie and pulled it loose, then pulled down my pants the way she had done Tim's...
... leaving her on her knees, with her face right at the level of my cock, which by now was almost completely erect. I didn't say or do anything, instead waiting to see what she would do. She hesitated, considering the situation, deciding what it was that she wanted to do, then looked up at me. I looked back at her, and I widened my eyes, implying "Whatever you want to do."
She nodded, more to herself than to me, opened her mouth, and put it around my cock. She had about half of it inside her mouth when she grasped my hips and began fucking her mouth with my cock, or more accurately, I guess, fucking my cock with her head. I put my hands on her shoulders and rocked back and forth in synch with her. For her lack of experience, she was doing a really fine job on me -- so good, in fact, that I had to use my hands to push her back before I came in her mouth, which was not my -- our -- plan for the morning.
"Wow, T! That was so good! Will you do that to me again later?"
Her look was a mixture -- a mixture of disappointment, that I wasn't going to cum in her mouth, and pride, pride that she'd almost made me cum. I felt a little proud that she was proud.
I backed away and lay down on the bed while Tim reached into his duffel and brought out the jar of anal lube. I pulled my legs back, and Tim said to Tanya, "T, you're gonna want to watch this, so you'll know how to do it." Then he added, "This'll be important to you -- trust me."
He stuck two fingers into the Vaseline-like lube, and while I pulled my legs back farther, Tim applied the lube. And by "applied," I mean, he has a system. First, he puts just a little dab, right on my asshole. Then, using a single finger, he rubs it around, then in, moving his greasy finger around to slowly -- and deliciously -- stretch the sphincter, to prepare me for...
Once I'm loosened, he starts in with the second finger, massaging my bumhole, gradually stretching it, enlarging it. Tim enjoys this part, and I enjoy having it done to me, almost as much as I enjoy getting fucked -- but not quite. And that's why he doesn't really penetrate me with his fingers -- that part's reserved for something else.
And of course, Tanya is taking every bit of this in, the way Tim is using his fingers on me, and how my bum stretches to take those fingers. She's watching this performance so intently I'm not sure she's remembering to breathe.
Then Tim smeared a last bit of lube around the crown of his cock, just to get him -- us -- started.
He quickly wiped the excess lube from his fingers with a Kleenex and then crawled between my legs, up to my ass -- and put the tip of his cock right against my relaxed open asshole. We looked at each other, and I smiled, and he smiled -- and he pushed. I felt the crown of his cock enter me almost immediately, with no resistance at all. As always, Tim had prepared me well.
Then I had a thought. "Tim?"
"What?"
"Why don't you turn a little, so T can see what you're -- what we're doing, what I... what it looks like when we..."
Tim understood immediately what I was trying to do. This was both education and seduction. He pressed my one leg farther to the side, and he turned his hips just a little, as much as he could without losing his place inside me. "Here, T."
Tanya leaned in, to get a good look at what Tim and I were doing. I think she had some idea that people do this sort of thing, but now she was getting first-hand, in-person instruction on how "queers" do their "stuff."
But I had tested Tim's patience enough -- mine, too, for that matter. Once Tanya got her eyeful, Tim rolled back into position and began the slow in-and-out motion that feels so damn good to both of us. He did it steadily, in stages, a little farther each time, and me getting a little fuller each time, until his pelvis was against my ass, and there was no way he could ankara escort bayanlar go farther. But that works out just fine, because Tim's cock is slim but long, and that makes it just perfect for ass-fucking -- or fucking my ass, at least.
Then he stopped, to let me enjoy the feeling of having his cock filling my ass, finally. This is kind of a routine we've worked out over the years. By the time he stops like this, the slight initial pain of my ass being stretched has gone and I've adjusted to the feeling of having him all the way inside my ass, so that now I get to experience that wonderful feeling of total fullness.
At the same time, he gets to enjoy the warm feeling of my bum, the delicate membranes holding, caressing his cock. He slides his cock back and forth a little, but not much -- just enough that he can refresh that feeling of my tight, hot rectum as it brushes along the sensitive skin of his cock.
Then I got another thought for our student-guest. I turned toward Tanya.
"Tanya, if you want, it'd be OK if you touched Tim while he's fucking me," and it dawned on me that that might be the first time we'd used that word with her. I looked to see if she had any negative reaction, but, of course, her "reaction" was no reaction.
Reaction or not, she immediately began to run a hand over Tim's cute butt cheeks. And when I saw her do this, I suggested, "T, if you want, you could even touch his butthole, the way I did when I was washing him -- the way I did when I was washing you. Did it feel good, when I did that... there?"
"Yah."
"Well, it'll feel good to Tim if you do that to him right now."
Since she already had her hand there, on his butt, it was only a small step to extending a finger or two and stroking his puckered little hole. And since now she was doing that, it was just another small step to...
"Remember that other thing...," I almost said "I did" but quickly changed to "we did -- when I was drying you... back there?" I didn't have to explain -- she remembered exactly what we did "back there." And I'm pretty sure she also "remembered" the thrill of having a tongue tickle and probe her bumhole.
Without any hesitation, she moved in behind Tim, between his legs and grasped his butt cheeks with her delicate hands and spread them apart -- and stuck her face right between them and started to lick. I was able to see her face and head while she was doing this, and her first move was just to extend her tongue and lick his crease. After a couple licks there she stuck out her tongue and tentatively -- very tentatively -- touched the tip of her tongue to Tim's rosebud. I knew, because I felt his cock lurch in my ass when she touched him.
I don't know how she felt about the idea of putting her tongue in Tim's bum crack. In fact, that was the thing with her -- she didn't express any opinions or judgements about anything -- she just did. And I was coming more and more to like her simple, direct approach to things.
Anyway, once she seemed to get used to the whole strange idea of touching her tongue to a man's -- to anyone's ? anus, Tanya really got into it. From my limited view, I could see her head, partially obscured by Tim's butt, bobbing up and down, then pulling out just a bit and bathing his crack with her saliva, then diving in again with her tongue.
And it was having the effect on Tim that I knew it would.
"Oh, Christ, Chase -- she's... she's got... she's rimming me so good. It feels like her tongue is half-way up my bum..."
At this moment, Tim was unable to show his appreciation to Tanya -- but he was definitely able to demonstrate his pleasure to me -- by pressing his long cock deeper and deeper into my ass, until finally the whole thing was getting to both of us. I could tell when Tim stopped his slow, in-and-out strokes and began to slam his long cock into me, bottoming-out with each thrust.
I opened my eyes to see Tanya hanging onto his hips so she -- and her tongue -- could keep up with his increased movements.
Then, finally, I hear Tim. "Awww, fuuucck..." as Tim released an enormous load of cum deep inside my bowels. I could feel his cock still throbbing and pulsing for maybe 20 seconds after I felt the first jet of hot cum. I'm not like Tim -- I can't cum just by getting fucked in the ass -- but I still love the feelings -- of fullness, of my ass being ravaged by a hard cock, and the hot cum that's left there in my ass (at least, until someone comes along and sucks it out!).
Tim and I are breathless by now. He leans down and kisses my lips, then kisses me on the tip of my nose. I put my arms around him, and rests his head on my chest
Meanwhile, Tanya is not sure whether she should keep licking his bumhole.or not. Finally, she sees that we've stopped, so she guesses that it's OK for her to stop, too, but she still leaves her hand parked -- almost possessively -- on Tim's upturned butt cheek. That made me smile.
So we lay there, recovering, ankara esmer escortlar until Tim shrinks and it really doesn't feel special for him anymore, and he slowly, carefully, pulls out of my ass, and I can feel the emptiness, and the dribbles trickling down my bum crack
I've been fucked, and I'm feeling the warmth of the load of Tim's cum in my bum. But I haven't fucked anything yet. Then I see Tanya, and I know how I'm going to address that problem.
"Tanya?"
"Yuh?"
"You just saw what Tim and I did, and especially what Tim did to me? And you saw how it made him feel so good that he came, right inside of me? In fact, the things you did to him helped a lot to make him feel good, and that made me feel good."
"Yuh?" Her answer was noncommittal, but you could just see the little smile of pride on her lips.
"Well, don't you think it might be our turn -- yours and mine -- to feel good in the way we made Tim feel good?"
She didn't answer for a moment. "I guess." Another pause, then she asked, "Whadduya mean?"
"Well -- you know, when you were telling us what you did with your Grandpa, trying to get him to make you feel good...?" and I let my words run out.
She waited for me to go on.
I looked over to Tim and smiled. "Well, I -- and Tim -- can do those things to make you feel good, the way your Grandpa couldn't."
She thought about it a moment. "Ya' mean, like fucking?"
Yes, my innocent darling -- that's exactly what I mean.
"Yes -- like that."
"But... how?"
I almost laughed out loud at the charming naivete' of this response, but I managed to control myself. "I think you already know how. You do things to my penis -- my cock -- to get it big and stiff, like Tim's was, and then you lie down and spread your legs and I'll put my cock in and move it around 'til we're both feeling good." Then I thought of something else. "You don't have to lie down -- there's other ways to do it that feel good, too -- that's just one of the ways that people do it."
She thought about that for a moment. "Okay."
Well, I guess that's a start, isn't it?
"Maybe you can take that shirt off," and then I thought and added, "That way I can look at your body -- that'll help get me hard."
She got this surprised look on her face, like this was an idea that she'd never considered -- that some guy might get sexually aroused from looking at her naked body. This girl's complete innocence was really starting to turn me on!
She didn't say anything, just started unbuttoning her shirt. When she got it off, she looked around, like she was trying to find the right place to put it. I almost smiled again, but I controlled myself and simply said, "Anywhere." My plan was off to a good start: we were all naked.
"Now you can lay on the bed -- here, next to Tim -- and I can touch you and do some things that'll help get you ready..." and then I added, on purpose, "...to get fucked." I guess I wanted her to know that this was the name of the game and that it's now big-girl time.
My problem was, I wasn't sure how ready she was for being touched in certain ways. All we really knew for certain was that she responded very positively to us washing her and to Tim eating her last night, and that this morning she was willing to finger Tim's butt and lick his bumhole. But actually having your body touched by another person -- that can be tricky. As a simple example, I didn't know how she'd respond to kissing.
I decided to be cautious. I put my fingers on her thigh, because I'd already done that when we were washing her last night. My fingers made contact with the soft skin, and she reflexively tightened her legs. I smiled, to show that her reaction was OK, but then I told her it was alright to relax, and I gently pressured her leg open again. And I just ran my fingers, kind of lazily, up and down her thigh.
I decided to move up to her tummy, and then I thought, "I hope she isn't ticklish -- that would ruin things, or at least set them back." I slowly, gently moved my fingers up and ran them up and down her tummy. I was rewarded by a little noise, somewhere between a sigh and a purr. It was delightful.
I leaned over and held my lips near one of the sweet little cones that are her breasts, and when she didn't flinch or push away, I put my lips around the inverted nipple, and when I combined sucking gently with licking, the nipple re-verted into a lovely little nub. I leaned over to her other nipple and repeated the process, with the same result. I returned to licking and nibbling the first nipple, and then I combined it with something else: I reached my hand down again and placed it back on her thigh -- and started sliding my fingers up toward that bald kitty of hers.
And, man, was I surprised. Before my audacious fingers even reached their destination, I felt it. The outside of her pussy -- even thighs -- were wet and slick with the creamy liquid that was oozing from her sincan grup yapan escortlar pussy. That answered that question: the girl was ready!
Still, I let my fingers continue, knowing that no matter how wet she is, she'll still benefit from some gentle loosening-up. I slipped one, then two fingers inside her and began moving them around, touching surfaces, levering them around to stretch her hole, then began fucking her with my two fingers, and I felt her move her hips in response to the probing that my fingers were doing. To my surprise, she started making "Unh... unh... unh" sounds as my fingers worked around, massaging the insides of her cunt.
I took my lips from the nipple I was sucking and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. And then I had another thought -- there's a good chance this girl's has never been kissed! I lifted my lips, then softly touched hers again. I extended my tongue, just a little, just enough to insert between her still-closed lips, to coax her into parting them, then took her bottom lip between mine and began to suck on it a little. All this time, my fingers were alternating between stroking and finger-fucking her cunt.
I didn't want to overdo things -- she was obviously as ready as she could be. What about me? What about that part I told her, the part about "You do things to my penis -- my cock -- to get it big and stiff"? Well that ceased to be a concern just about the moment my fingers encountered all that cream oozing out of her pussy.
I wanted to suggest what to do next, but when I went to lift my lips from hers, she startled me by throwing her arms around my head and pulling my lips to hers even harder. I kissed and tongued her mouth a little bit more, but then I reached back and pried her hands loose from around my head 'til I could speak.
"Tanya, Honey -- you're really wet... down there -- I think that you're ready -- I think we're ready."
Now, logistics.
"There's lots of ways we can do this, but since this is the first time for you, it might work best if I lie on my back and you get on from on top of me." I don't think she fully grasped what I was suggesting, so I said, "Here -- you get up on your knees, and I'll lie down where you were, and then you get over me and... so that beautiful kitty of yours is right over where my cock is. Okay?"
She didn't say anything, but she sure understood what I meant this time because in a few seconds she was up and waiting for me to get into my position.
So I lay down and she kneeled over me without any more directions -- and just stopped there. I understood -- she didn't know what to do next. Fortunately, I did.
"Get down a little closer, Hon." She did. I grasped my cock, which needed no more stimulation, and rubbed the tip against her, mostly up and down her slit to get myself wet and ready, and an occasional slide up across her little pea-sized clit, to please her, and to give her a taste of the feelings that were going to be coming soon.
I was really enjoying what I was doing -- and the thought of what I was doing -- but realized it was time. I positioned the tip of my cock right at the opening to her pussy and said, "Now, Hon, just lower yourself just to make sure I'm inside of you."
We were a little off the first time. I encouraged her, "You take my cock and line it up just right for you."
She took me in her hand and moved me again, then lowered herself -- and my cock was three-quarters of the way inside her pussy. I'd have to ask her about that later.
And she was warm, and I knew she would be wet, but to my very pleasant surprise, this naïve, inexperienced girl had one of the nicest pussies I've ever been in -- warm, and wet, of course, but also caressing me, like a soft pillow squeezing my cock.
So I told her. "Oh, Tanya, your pussy feels so good." Then I added, for good measure, "I don't know if I'm gonna be able to control myself or not." I hoped that would flatter her.
I lifted my hips, just a bit, to try and feel more of her marvelous cunt. Then I told her, "Now you move."
"How?"
"Just move however feels good to you. Up and down, sideways, around, try leaning forward and going up and down, then try leaning backward and up and down -- see what feels good to you, and do as much of it as you want."
"What about you? Don't you wanna feel good, too?"
She might have stolen my heart then. "Don't worry about me -- everything you do feels wonderful to me, just so long as I'm inside you."
She liked that answer. She smiled.
I could linger on these minutes and give you details on every move -- including a few that bent me in uncomfortable ways and caused me to grab her hips and hold her still so I could straighten myself out into a non-injurious position.
I could, but I won't. Instead, I asked her if she'd like to change positions so I could lie on top of her and fuck her "the way you watched Tim fuck me."
She got a concerned look. "Ya mean you're gonna fuck me in the butt?" The note of fear was obvious.
I answered, quickly, "No -- not unless you want to, that is."
Her response was just as quick. "No." But then she thought for a second and added, "Not this time -- but maybe, later?" Yes, our darling -- maybe later, and as often as you want.