Shelley's Not a She

Matt jumped up at the opportunity, grabbing her waist while lining up his member with her puckered hole. He pressed the head against and pushed, feeling the momentary resistance followed by her ass opening and accepting him in. It was like her rear was sucking him in and he fed it inch after inch till hips pressed against her. The feeling was different, very tight, different but good. Thrusts started slow but quickly built up at her encouragement. He held her close to him by an arm around her waist, slamming that tight rear of hers without abandon not noticing that his hand had slid lower. It wasn't until she groaned her pleasure at his touch that he realized the palm of his hand was against her cock. Figuring he had to accept it anyways, fingers wrapped around her shaft and he began to pump her cock as he rammed her ass. Matt could feel his impending orgasm coming and his thrusts became harder till at last he plunged once more into her rear and unloaded his balls into her ass. He felt her shiver at being filled and release her own load onto the comforter.

They collapsed onto the bed, her making sure to spoon close enough that his member remained in her ass for as long as she could keep it in. She tilted her head back and gave him a little kiss. "Now I could really get used to this."

Matt offered a smile back, "Sounds like a plan to me."