Freshly showered and both fully dressed for the first time that morning, Amy sat at the table suggestively eating a banana while James proved his claim of cleaning house by mopping up the last evidence of their earlier passion.

Once he dumped the water and put the mop away, Amy said, “I should probably go by the dorm, change, and pack a bag with a few things. That is, if you don’t mind me staying over again tonight?”

He chuckled. “What do you think?”

“Pack a bag, then. First, when are we going out, and where are we going?”

“I’ve got an idea or two. One may take some time. I don’t know how long it will take to get a reservation.”

Her eyebrows lifted. “Reservation? I’ll need some time, too. I’ll have to go to Mom’s place here in town and get something nice to wear. What’s the dress code?”

“It’s not that stuffy. We might get some strange looks unless we’re reasonably well-dressed, but they don’t turn anyone away because they don’t have a tie or a pocket square.”

“I think I know just the thing...”

“Would I look like too much of a schlub next to you in slacks, a dress shirt, and a sport coat?”

She shook her head. “That’s perfect. I bet you’re going to look delicious in that. I can’t wait. Why don’t we go down to River Park later? Dad doesn’t have any properties near there, and he isn’t going to wander down there for no reason. I know this little café where we could have lunch.”

“Antonio’s?” James asked.

Her eyes lit up. “Mmm hmm. You like it?”

“One of my favorite places.”

“That’s a date, then.” She stood up, walked around the island, and kissed him. “I’m going to go pack a bag. I’ll text you when I get back.”

“Just a second,” he said. He walked over to a shelf where he had some family pictures and knick-knacks. He picked up his spare keycard, which he then handed to her. The big, beaming smile she offered him in return gave him chills.

“I’ll be back soon,” she said.

They shared one more quick kiss before he walked her to the door. When she asked if he wanted to check the hall, he shook his head, and she beamed again as she headed out.

****

James was more than a little nervous driving her 80k Lexus LS back to his apartment, but she’d insisted, saying he needed the practice for when he drove to their big date the following weekend. That he’d arranged while she was packing to stay another night.

The day had been a joy. They’d walked along the river walk talking, and the sun had conspired to cover the river in silvery ripples, hiding how brown it was. His mooch cousin had called again, and after he hung up with little more than some vague suggestions, Amy told him stories about a cousin on her dad’s side who was the same way.

That eventually led to the revelation that their mothers were the ones who came from money, while their fathers were both self-made men. Likewise, their mothers were the ones who pushed for the European trips and putting on airs, though James’ father had adapted far more easily than Amy’s.

They ate a lunch that he knew he was going to have to cut some calories for, or burn off with some extra cardio time. It was well worth it, and not the first time a visit to Antonio’s had deliciously disrupted his diet.

College came up as they ate, and he wasn’t so far removed to not have his own tales to tell of those days. He had a few anecdotes that demonstrated how much the frats had been forced to mellow in the last decade as well. Amy could barely imagine some of the things that were commonplace when he was going to college.

As he shut off the car and mentally breathed a sigh of relief that they were safely home, she asked, “When do you have to go into the gym again?”

“About an hour, unfortunately,” he answered – loathe to leave her side.

“I think I’m going to get my workout in early tonight.”

His eyebrows lifted at that revelation, but he said, “Okay. No problem.”

She gave him a crooked grin as she grabbed her purse from the back seat.

“What?” he asked, chuckling.

“I just need a little time before you get home.”

“What for?”

She scrunched up her nose in the most adorable way and said in a tone that was a little childish, “It’s a secret. You’re gonna like it.”

Well, now that’s intriguing, he thought. “I’ll take your word for it,” he said, purposely sounding nonchalant.

She stuck her tongue out at him, and then gave a slight nod toward her door. He climbed out, opened her door for her, offered a hand to help her rise, and then handed her the key fob once he closed the door.

Back in the apartment, beyond prying eyes, their thoughts naturally turned toward sex. With such limited time, they reluctantly agreed to distract themselves so as to avoid him being late to work. He changed and got ready in the bathroom while she packed her gym bag and laid out her workout clothes.

Somehow, they avoided tearing each other’s clothes off – though it was a near thing.

James was a little distracted at the gym for a while, but then a man asked him a question about his diet, and he was in his element. He’d more or less settled into his normal routine until Amy walked in an hour before closing. The other patrons helped him keep himself in check until they thinned out in the final half hour. That left him trying to avoid openly gazing at her, and not getting too deeply drawn into fantasies about whatever she had planned for later.

She walked out of the locker room a few minutes before closing. “Get your workout in, and don’t rush your shower. I’ll be waiting when you get back,” she said before heading out the door.

It was easier said than done. Discipline got him on the machines, and even a few minutes at a quick pace on the treadmill to burn some of those extra calories from Antonio’s.

An unrushed shower and not jogging home was more difficult.

He didn’t see her as he walked into the apartment, but the moment he closed the door, she called out from the bedroom, “Come get me.”

James dropped his gym bag, quickly took off his shoes, and headed down the hall. Amy was lounging on the bed naked on her side with her head resting on one arm, and that hand draped over her head. The other arm lay easily on her side, with her hand resting near her hip. She looked gorgeous, and incredibly sexy.

She’d taken the comforter off the bed, exposing the bright white sheets, probably because of something he’d mentioned the night before. He only had two comforters. He had far more sheets and mattress pads to replace any that had a rough night.

“I bought myself something. Want to see?”

He nodded as he approached. Amy quickly rolled over, spun on the bed, and rose to her knees.

There, nestled between the cheeks of her heart-shaped ass was a large, glimmering, sapphire-blue gem.

“Isn’t it pretty?” she asked while wiggling her butt to show off the plug inserted in it.

James reached out and ran his hands over her buttocks. “Not as pretty as this.”

Amy moaned. She then let her hands slide forward, stretching herself out prone on the bed. It was sexy, but that apparently wasn’t the only motive. Her fingers slipped under his pillow, and then emerged with her phone, which revealed an open app.

She tapped a button on the app, and then cried out, “Ooo!” A faint buzzing sound and oscillations that made the gem in her toy sparkle even more brilliantly were clear indicators of the app’s purpose. Her already firm buttocks tightened beneath his hands as the bejeweled toy worked its magic.

Amy looked back over her shoulder and asked, “You don’t mind toys, do you?”

“Not as long as I’m one of them,” he answered. After one final caress of her taut ass, he grasped the tail of his shirt and whipped it over his head.

“All off,” Amy said playfully, and then giggled. She rolled over onto her back, and moved a little closer to the head of the bed as he complied with that easy-to-obey direction.

She lifted and bent her knees as he dropped the shorts he’d purposely worn because they were quick to get out of. As he climbed in the bed, her hands slid from behind her knees up toward her ankles – her legs straightening in smooth, fluid motions. She paused when her heels were tucked in next to her ears before relaxing slightly.

With such a clear and inviting delicacy on offer, he dropped onto his hands and lowered his lips to her pussy to feast. Amy erupted in a sonorous, trilling cry as his tongue delved deep into the font of her juices.

He could feel the faint vibrations of her toy as his tongue wriggled, adding a new dimension of sensation to the now familiar – but no less wondrous – treat of eating her sweet young pussy.

James drew her fragrance into his lungs with deep breaths as his tongue explored her. Every twitch and jerk of her body was a reward of inestimable value. He exalted in her whimpers and cries – lost in the pleasure of pleasuring her.

The tone of the hum from her toy suddenly changed as he sensed her climbing toward a peak, and her muscles tensed, which he could feel in her labia beneath his tongue. He could feel the more intense vibrations running through her sex as well. Amy immediately began to writhe and her cries jumped in pitch and volume.

Knowing well what that heralded, he lapped her even more zealously.

He was certain she was on the verge of coming when her feet thumped to the mattress. He resisted her insistent tugs on his head – drunk on her pleasure – until a single word forestalled him.

“Please,” she whimpered.

James lifted his lips from her fragrant folds and pushed up to his knees. The silent direction of her soft – but trembling – hands put him in position to mount her. Her fingertips guided his hardness to her wet heat, and she offered another single word.

“Slow.”

He obeyed without question – her needs his paramount concern as he gazed down at her already flushed face. She whimpered as his cock slipped into her canal, and groaned as it slowly penetrated, opening her up to her deepest depths.

Her back arched as his balls settled against the gem guarding her back door. Thankfully, the facets were rounded enough not to be sharp against the sensitive skin pressing against them.

“Can you feel it?” she asked in a squeaky voice.

“Uh-huh,” he answered, correctly assuming she meant the vibrations of her toy. He could feel it where the entrance of her canal tightly gripped his root, and even more acutely than that in the dangling orbs resting against the toy.

“Slow,” she repeated again.

James growled as he pulled back. The vibration moved up his shaft as well, until it was running through his glans, causing him to gasp. Then he felt the reverse as his cock delved into her once more, until his balls were tantalized by the buzzing of the toy. It was a novel and exhilarating sensation made all the better by the look of ecstasy on her face.

He filled her with measured strokes, watching the pleasure build in her eyes and expression. Her walls squeezed him from the frequent, and ever-stronger contractions of her intimate muscles. Her whimpers trailed off, replaced by broken gasps from a wide-open mouth.

Amy’s eyes widened, and then rolled up in her head. A brief, sharp cry burst from her lips as her back arched and climax claimed her body.

James held himself deep inside her, rhythmically clenching his muscles to make his cock throb hard. She bucked beneath him – her back rising and falling from the mattress. Loud and piercing whimpers sounded with every wave of ecstasy crashing through her. Her hands flailed and clawed at the sheets, yanking them out of place.

He drank in every moment of it with a smile.

As her throes began to settle, her hands ceased to flail, and she drew in a quick, high-pitched gasp. She patted the bed, trying to find her phone. As soon as her fingers fell upon it, she poked at the screen. She yelped and stiffened when the button she pressed increased the vibrations of her toy.

James quickly leaned over, located the stop button, and pressed it. Amy let out a profound whimper of relief, and went limp. He noticed that she stiffened and twitch every time his cock throbbed inside her, so he pulled to withdraw.

Amy’s feet snapped to his butt, holding him inside her. She cried out and her back arched high above the mattress one last time, before dropping down heavily. After several quick breaths through her nose, she let her feet slide down to the bed, bit her lip, and nodded her head.

She whimpered and covered her pussy with her hand once he slipped free. James sat down, caressed her legs, and admired her in her post-orgasmic bliss. Eventually, her hand moved from her sex, and she looked up at him with a smile.

“That was...” she trailed off and moaned. “That came from deep. In here,” she said, holding her hand over her mound. “I’ve had one like that before. It took a big cock and something up my bum, so I had to try. So glad I did.”

“Me too,” he agreed. “I love the way you come.”

“And I love the way you do it.”

She pointed toward the insulated tumbler on the bedside table, which he hadn’t even noticed upon entering. As he scooted over to retrieve it, she sat up with a groan. He handed her the tumbler, but held on until he was certain she had a steady grip. Once she popped the top, he hopped and scooted to his side of the bed for his tumbler, which she’d also thoughtfully set up in advance.

As he drank, he noticed something her yanking and wrenching of the sheets had revealed. Her phone wasn’t the only thing she’d hidden beneath the pillows. Peeking out from under hers was a rabbit vibrator and a bottle of lube.

He didn’t mention it, and leaned in with a chuckle when she puckered her lips and pointed at them. The kiss was soft and sweet, but with a slight undercurrent of building desire in both of them.

Their eyes met, and that spark roared into a flame.

Without a word, they both put their water aside, and came together in a far more passionate and hungrier kiss. Amy soon moved to kiss his neck, and after a few suckling kisses that were potentially strong enough to leave hickeys, she whispered near his ear, “Take it out. I want something bigger.”

A growl rumbled in his throat and a chill ran up his spine. Though he’d been offered anal before, it wasn’t very often. He’d been told more than once that his strength, length, and girth were intimidating to the point of being frightening when most women considered it.

Amy, leaning away from the kiss with a sultry smile, proved she was anything but frightened. Her phone wasn’t the only thing she’d stashed beneath his pillow, because she pulled out a towel he didn’t recognize, which looked brand new. She quickly spread it on the bed, lay down, and pulled her legs up.

James moved in front of her and grasped the soft silicone of the toy hidden beneath the faux-sapphire gem. The stem easily slid out of her, glistening with lubricant. Then the flare of the plug beyond caused her puckered hole to distend as he slowly pulled. It resisted his efforts with a strength that made his cock throb in anticipation.

Finally, the lube that coated the toy and his steady perseverance won over the strength of the tight little ring of her ass. The plug slipped out with a slurping sound, mingling with Amy’s grunt, which was followed by a gasp.

A dollop of clear, thick lubricant barely escaped before her sphincter snapped tightly closed once more. The lube being clean and clear was an indication of why she’d wanted time to get ready.

Amy reached overhead – and in sharp contrast with her earlier uncoordinated flailing – located the bottle of lube and gave it a cheeky toss toward him. It landed in the dip in the mattress, and rolled up against his knee.

As he popped the top of the bottle, Amy swirled her finger through the little glob that had escaped her. She then tickled her back door with the slippery digit, moaning in anticipation.

James held the bottle over his erection and squeezed. He threw his head back and gasped when the comparatively cool gel drizzled onto his hot and throbbing cock. Amy giggled from his shock, and them moaned as he stroked his erection, coating it in lubricant.

Not satisfied, he gave the bottle another, even longer squeeze. Thankfully, he was more prepared for the shock this time, and endured it with barely a twitch. He rubbed the slippery stuff over his turgid member, and then closed the top of the bottle.

“Mmm hmm,” Amy moaned. She pulled her knees back toward her chest, grasped her cheeks, and spread her ass wide open for him.

Heart beating fast, he moved into position between her legs, took hold of his cock just behind the tip, and pressed it against her not-so-forbidden hole.

“I want it. I want that big cock in my tight little ass,” she encouraged him.

He certainly wanted it. He pushed, steadily increasing the pressure, and corralled his cock with his fingers when it tried to bend rather than penetrate. The abundant lube he was slathered in and what she’d smeared into her ass won out.

James grunted and Amy yelped when the head popped into her ass.

“God, that’s so fucking big,” Amy said. She lifted her head for a moment to look at him violating her ass, and then dropped back to the sheets.

“Fuck, baby,” he growled. It had been a long time, and the squeeze of her sphincter muscles pinching his shaft was intense.

“My little ass is so tight, isn’t it?”

“Fuck yes.”

“I want more,” she said, but then quickly added, “Easy.”

James pushed, sinking just a little deeper with a grunt. He could feel the caress of lube around his cock, demonstrating how much she’d managed to get inside her before plugging it up in preparation. The heat of her ass was unbelievable. The ridges massaged him as he slowly pushed deeper.

Amy growled, grunted, and panted for breath. Somewhere along the line, she found the breath to tell him, “I want it.”

He paused with a grunting growl when a little over half his cock was buried in her tight, hot ass. It was as deep as he’d ever gone back door, and he fully expected a warding hand, knee, or alarmed yelp to stop.

Instead, Amy said in a hoarse and husky voice, “More. I want it all.”

The thrill of hearing those words made him break out into goosebumps and shudder. That in turn drew out a high-pitched moan from her. A much deeper, primal one escaped her as he answered both their desires.

With one last slow, steady push, he buried his cock balls deep in her ass.

“Fuck!” she squeaked when he hit bottom. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed them hard while sucking in a hissing breath through clenched teeth. When her hands fell away from her breasts, he could see the white imprints of her fingers surrounded by crimson halos. “Right there,” she said while reaching overhead.

James growled, feeling a squeeze more tight, hot, and amazing than anything he’d ever experienced before. Not the one virgin he’d deflowered. Not any other woman’s ass. This was a pinnacle, and one he would remember to his dying day.

“God, Amy,” he groaned as every inch of him throbbed in her ass.

“Stay right there,” she said in a rush of words as her fingers closed around her vibrator. Swift breaths puffed from between pursed lips as she lifted her toy and turned it on.

As the toy came to life, the head of the silicone cock moved in a circle. Beads near the handle jostled and oscillated around the shaft. The rabbit ears became a blur. Amy pressed it against her nether lips, and let out a loud whimper.

James grunted in surprise, because – somehow – her ass got even tighter when her muscles twitched from the first touch of her vibrator.

She rubbed the wriggling head up and down her folds, getting the tip slick. Then with one quick push, she buried it in her pussy. Her eyes rolled up in her head, she trembled, and her voice warbled as she cried out, “Oh my fucking god!”

He could feel the vibrations, and thought he could even feel the toy writhing inside her as well – though that might have been her twitching muscles reacting to it. All he knew for certain was that it felt amazing, and she looked like a goddess of lust made flesh.

Amy gasped once the thrilling shock of being double-stuffed ebbed. She slowly stroked her vibrator and said, “Easy. Let me get used to it.”

He whispered a silent prayer, hoping that actually happened. It would hardly be the first time a woman had to beg off having him in her ass. She yelped as soon as his cock began to slide inside her, but that was soon followed by a promising groan.

Her eyes narrowed and her brow furrowed when his hips moved forward again. He stopped shy of full penetration – though not by much. Amy gasped, and her eyes opened wide again. “Yes!” she cried in a blast of breath.

On the next slow stroke, she winced for only a moment, and never broke eye contact. The following thrust, she fucked herself a little faster with her toy, and encouraged him with a groaned, “Ungh-huh.”

His rhythm set, he fucked her ass and marveled. The tight squeeze of her sphincter and the caressing hug of her well-lubricated canal were ideal compliments to each other. The tickling hum of her buried toy and the heat added spice to the sensations. Far more importantly, he could see in her eyes that the discomfort was fading – replaced by encroaching bliss.

She confirmed that observation with her words as well. “Yes. Just like that.” She growled. “So full. So good.”

He drank it all in. Her breasts quivered from the motion of her arm. Her right leg occasionally trembled as he held it back to free up that arm. The color rising in her cheeks and the increasing frequency of her cries heralded a rise toward a peak.

Her back door puckered and distended ever so slightly in response to his intruding cock. Her juices trickled from the toy sliding in and out of her pussy, mingling with the lube that built a thin ring around her stretched hole.

Amy paused her toy for a second, and snapped the sliders on the handle to their uppermost positions. The buzzing of the vibrator jumped in pitch and she yelped.

“More!” she cried as she began furiously fucking herself with the plastic cock.

James was feeling the itch, so that request was easy to comply with. He increased the speed of his thrusts to about half of what his body was actually demanding, but allowed himself to sink balls deep inside her once more. The increase in friction quickly pushed him toward the edge.

Amy was right there with him. Her face was even redder than usual as she stabbed the vibrator into her pussy at a frantic pace. Her head lashed erratically on the sheets and she yelped between gasps of air.

The quick, steady thrusts eroded his resistance even faster than if he’d been pounding her ass with everything he had. While he knew she had to be on the verge of orgasm, every stroke became a contest of willpower – which he was losing.

“Fuck! Can’t...” he said from between clenched teeth as he fought to hold on for just a little longer.

“Come in my ass!” she shrieked.

He had little choice at that point anyway. Two claps sounded as he pounded his cock home in her back door, and then he roared as the first jet of semen filled her ass.

“Oh! I feel it!” she yelped. Then she gasped, lurched, and erupted in a scream.

James let out a loud, shocked bellow as her ass tightened beyond comprehension. His next ejaculation was even harder than the first. He ended up leaning over her – pinning her down with his cock as she thrashed and writhed in orgasm.

He pulsed over and over again, filling her ass full. White-hot ecstasy stole his senses until he was hit with a sharp pang of sensitivity from his buried cock. In a lurch, he yanked free, triggering one last, weak spurt that spattered on her thigh as he sat down hard.

He saw a thick glob of cum and lube well up and spill out of her gaped ass just before he fell onto his side next to her. Amy was still twitching and her back arching from the aftershocks of her climax. Her right leg also appeared to be shaking uncontrollably. He stroked it, and the tremor stilled.

His eyes drifted closed without him even realizing it. He heard the vibrations of her toy go quiet, and that was immediately followed by the wet crackle of her pulling the vibrator out of her pussy. She groaned as he was opening his eyes, and he saw her limp arm fall to the bed with the toy.

Amy let out a whimper that had a note of beckoning, so he met her eyes.

“Ow,” she said softly, and then chuckled.

“Sorry.”

She shook her head. “Totally worth it.”

He couldn’t have agreed more.