"To think of what I've been missing," she whispered, locking her cunt-muscles tightly around his cock. "This is the best feeling I've ever had!"

"You ready to get completely deflowered?" Lance said, kissing her lightly on the lips.

"What do you mean?" Candy asked, her expression puzzled.

"Your little shitter is still virgin," Lance replied. "Want me to ream that out, too?"

A horrified Candy flinched. My God, could he be serious. That big dick would never fit in her ass in a million year! He must be joking!

"I'm serious," he said, reading her thoughts. "It won't be any worse than fucking your pussy. Maybe even better, who knows?"

"I don't know…" Candy said, shaking her head, her voice trailing off to a whimper.

"Aw, come on," Lance encouraged her, "you might like it." He pulled away and lay on his back, placing his lop together. "Just hop on and dolt. I won't even move unless you want me to."

Reluctantly, and following his instructions, Candy straddled his waist, her face toward his feet. Gently, she lowered her ass to the underside of his cum-smeared cock and wiggled around. She held his shaft up with both hands and nudged his thick cock-head into her tiny asshole.

"This… is going to kill me," she grunted, feeling her auburn with pain.

"Just go slow," Lance said. "We've got all fucking night."

Candy did as she was told, only squeezing in as much as she could bear. Oddly enough, within a few moments, the pain left, replaced now by dull hunger.

"Oh!" she whispered. "It… doesn't hurt at all! It's so… good!" She leaned slightly forward and grasped his thighs, lapping her tongue over his knees. "Just tell me what… to do," she murmured.

"You're doing, just fine," Lance growled, placing his hands on her waist, crushing her hard into his crotch. "Just fuck real slow want this to really last a long time."