I bend Trace over the washing machine in the bathroom, drop to my knees and pull her pants and panties around her ankles. I grab two handfuls of her bright, white ass cheeks.
I'm 20 years old, 6 foot 2 inches tall, and 180 pounds. Trace is several inches shorter, and 18. We're both white, my skin being darker than hers, which is pretty bright. She has long, blonde hair, and blue eyes. I have brown eyes, my hair is shaved along the side and back, long and brown down the front with bleached, copper tips. My facial hair is grown out.
I hold Trace's ass open enough to eat, and I lean forward to start doing just that. I lick her asshole and she moans out so quietly. I kiss the little ring just once, then start licking again, swiping my tongue up over and over. I don't waste time letting out a single moan, but instead steady lick her ass. She moans here and there.
I squeeze her ass a little more, pushing my tongue against her asshole. She moans a little, her soft voice voicing how my tongue lathering her ass makes her feel. I push my tongue against her until the tip of it enters her asshole. She lets out a moan and I let out a muffled one. I squeeze Trace's ass again and begin pushing my tongue in and out of her asshole, tasting her. She holds onto the washing machine and moans quietly as I lick the inside of her asshole.
I pull away and give her ass one last gentle squeeze, ahd guide her a step away from the washing machine. Trace is still a virgin, so I press my dick head against her asshole, not ready to take her virginity from her yet. "Wait, Kyle. Aren't you still seeing that Emily girl?"
I press my head to the back of hers, letter the tip of my penis rest against her asshole.
"I was never seeing her, I was fucking the bitch. I use her for her pussy."
Emily was a white, brunette, 18 year old girl I'd been hooking up with. Like I told Trace, I'd been fucking her. Just that. I didn't like her, she wasn't very attractive. But being a girl who wasn't very attractive or likeable, she was way too eager for someone to like her. So she gave her pussy, which wasn't very good at all, away to try to make me like her.
I've never even kissed or hugged her.
She is a pussy to me.
Two weeks ago Emily texted me. "Hey Kyle, you wanna hang out tonight?"
"You putting out?'
"Yes."
Emily was ugly, but she was desperate enough to give out sex that I didn't even have to be nice for. So went over to Emily's place, and it was pretty obvious she wanted to hang out first. I immediately started taking my belt off instead. "Oh...ok..." Emily said. She was clearly disappointed that I wasn't interested in her. But I didn't care. I pulled my pants down and stood there. She got down in front of me she sucked my dick. Not very well. I told her to lay down. She laid on her couch and spread her legs. I fucked her as she moaned. I could tell she couldn't take it, and I wasn't fucking her hard. She couldn't take getting fucked well and her vagina wasn't very fun to fuck. Needless to say I was becoming bored with her. These hookups were becoming an inconvenience.
I finished fucking her and came barely at all in her. I dressed and left without speaking, having gotten what I came for and not being very satisfied by it. She watched without saying anything, still disappointed.
The week after that, Friday afternoon. I sat in Trace's car with her. We talked about things on our minds and life and our how our relationship got closer and how I'm bro and she's sis. We were quite for a while, then we locked eyes. We'd never wanted or thought of liking each other "like that" before. But we looked at each other in silence and then slammed our lips together. We kissed deeply, and full of love. Then she pulled away. "Um...I need some time to think, ok?" she asked. I nodded. "Yeah uh, I'll see you later." I got out of her car.
We didn't talk about the kiss or next moves. We met on Monday after noon on her day off from classes at her home. We saw each other and headed straight for the bathroom. I licked her asshole. And now I was about to fuck it.
The tip of my penis rested against her soft asshole. I held my penis in my hand and pressed forward. She moaned quietly in anticipation. "Kyle..." I pushed a little more until the head of my penis penetrated Trace's asshole, and I groaned in pleasure at the tight warmness. I rock my hips gently, holding hers softly. I work more of myself into her butt, and she moans, "Oh Kyle. Damn." I rock my hips back and forth, taking her butt softly with my penis as hard as it may have ever been. I moan more as the insides of her asshole spread around my ever sensitive tip. I reach around sgd grab her face, hooking my middle age ring finger on each hand into her mouth. I start fucking Trace's butthole harder, and I moan louder, we both start panting. I pounded away on Trace's butthole and pulled out slowly, cumming on her little plump white ass cheeks.
We shared one little kiss on the lips, after I kissed the back of her head. I helped wipe her clean. We hung out in the living room a minute before she had to drive back to school.
"Hey bro I gotta go back to school soon, we good til then?" she asked. I replied, "We're good, Sis. See you later this week."
