Das freche Teen wird anal entjungfert

Title: Das freche Teen wird anal entjungfert

The youthful Mia, barely eighteen, found herself in a compromising position. Her raven hair cascaded like a waterfall of sin as she knelt before the imposing figure of her stepfather, Hans. The musky scent of his arousal filled the air, causing her heart to thump erratically against her chest.

“Tonight, mein Liebling,” Hans growled, “I will take your anal virginity. You belong to me, as it should be.”

Mia gulped, her throat suddenly dry. She had seen the glint in his eye, the way his gaze raked over her body like a starving predator eyeing its prey. And now, here they were, alone in the dimly lit den, the rest of the household none the wiser.

Hans’s large hand gripped her chin, tilting her face up to his. His thumb traced the seam of her lips, demanding entry. She parted them, allowing him to slip inside, tasting his salty essence. He thrust his thumb deeper, brushing along the soft palette of her mouth.

“Be a good little girl,” he murmured, his voice a husky purr, “and open wide.”

Trembling, Mia reached for the zipper of his pants, flicking it open with clumsy fingers. His erection sprang free, thick and rigid, the purpled head already glistening with pre-cum. She wrapped her hand around his girth, marveling at the heated velvet feel of him.

Hans groaned, his hips canting forward, seeking more of her touch. She obeyed his unspoken command, stroking him root to tip, her soft hand gliding along the rigid length of his cock. His meaty balls hung low in their sack, twitching with need.

“Suck it, Mia,” Hans commanded, his hand fisting in her hair, “Take it all.”

She leaned in, parting her lips. The musky scent of his arousal filled her senses as she took him into her mouth,-inch by inch. Her cheeks hollowed as she suckled the swollen head, her tongue flicking out to lave at the precum seeping from the slit.

“Fuck, your mouth is heaven,” Hans grunted, his grip on her hair tightening, pulling her down on his cock.

Mia gagged as he hit the back of her throat, tears springing to her eyes. But she didn’t pull away, instead relaxing her jaw and letting him fuck her face, his thick shaft sliding in and out of her wet heat.

Hans’s other hand snaked under her skirt, brushing against her damp folds. “So wet,” he chuckled darkly, “Even your young pussy is greedy for my cock.”

She whimpered around his length, her hips rocking forward, seeking more of his touch. But Hans denied her, overly fondling her slit and brushing her throbbing clit with his thumb before withdrawing altogether.

“On your hands and knees, mein Liebling,” he ordered, “Time to claim this tight little ass.”

Mia scrambled to comply, yanking her shorts and panties down in one fell swoop. She rested on her forearms, her back arching as she presented herself to him, her pink rosette winking enticingly.

She heard the squelch of the lube bottle and then Hans’s large hand was spreading the cool liquid around her puckered entrance, making her jerk and gasp at the sudden coldness.

“Easy, mein Liebling,” Hans murmured, “Just relax and let me in.”

The blunt head of his cock pressed against her tight hole, demanding entry. She clenched instinctively, the unfamiliar pressure sending waves of fear and arousal through her body.

“Push out,” Hans commanded, pushing harder against her resisted entrance.

Mia obeyed, bearing down, gasping at the sudden sting of the large head of his cock popping past the tight ring of muscle. Hans kept going, not pausing in his relentless advance, impaling her inch by thick inch on his meaty shaft.

By the time he hilted inside her, Mia was shaking uncontrollably, rivulets of tears trickling down her face. Hans paused, his large hands rubbing soothing circles on her lower back.

“It hurts, I know,” he murmured, “but you’ll adjust soon and begin to crave this, the sensation of being so completely filled.”

He began to move, pulling out slowly before pushing back inside, setting up a steady rhythm. The friction of his cock dragging along her sensitive walls ignited fires of pleasure in Mia’s body, the pain slowly melting away to be replaced by a growing crest of desire.

Mia found herself meeting his thrusts, rolling her hips back to take him even deeper. Hans responded with a low growl, slamming into her harder, the wet slap of flesh against flesh echoing obscenely through the room.

“Fuck, your ass is gripping me so tight,” Hans panted, “Milking my cock like a little whore.”

His dirty words sent tingles down Mia’s spine, sparking a shameful pleasure in her core. She clenched around him, craving more of his filth.

“Yes, I’m your little anal slut,” she moaned, raising her ass higher, “Use me, fill me with your cum.”

Hans snarled at her wanton words, his strokes growing erratic. Mia reached between her legs, rubbing at her swollen clit, ready to tumble over the edge with him.

“Come for me,” Hans demanded, his thick cock pounding into her ass, “Come with me.”

Mia screamed as the pleasure crested, wave after wave of ecstasy crashing over her. Her cunt twitched rhythmically, empty and wanting as her ass clenched like a vise around Hans’s plunging shaft.

With a roar, Hans spilled himself into her waiting hole, his thick seed pumping into her deepest depths. They collapsed together on the floor, a tangle of limbs and leftovers of passion.

As Mia lay panting in the aftermath, a nagging question arose in her mind. “Will you want this again?” she asked hesitantly, “To…to fuck my ass?”

Hans grinned wolfishly, his hand sliding over the curve of her ass. “Oh, my dear Mia, this is only the beginning. There is so much more I want to teach you.”