Page 44 of Carnival Obsession

“I want you to take my ass,” I whisper, my voice breathy. “But, do you have...lube?”

A low chuckle escapes him, sending a thrill through my body. “Always prepared, princess.” He pats his pocket, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Just say the word, and I’m going to pop that anal cherry right here and now.”

My heart pounds as he waits for my answer, his eyes burning into mine. This is it, the final moment of no return.

I lick my lips, feeling the weight of the decision hanging over us. And then I nod, a determined rush flooding me. “Do it,”I say hoarsely. “I want you to be the first.”

A triumphant grin splits his face, making my stomach flip with anticipation. “And last,” he adds.

That remains to be seen. I still haven’t made my decision yet. Can I really leave everything behind to join the fucking circus? It doesn’t matter right now because all that matters is Lars and this palpable connection between us.

23

LARS

With Alice’s hand firmly in mine, I lead her deeper into a dimly lit room adorned with fake cobwebs and plastic skeletons. I smirk, guiding her toward a rickety table. She laughs nervously as I gently push her onto it, her back lying flat against the cold, hard surface.

“Stay right there, princess,” I whisper.

Alice bites her lip. I retrieve a small tube of lube from my pocket. She watches my every move, her breath quickening as I approach.

“You’ve got a gorgeous ass, you know that?” I murmur, my fingers gently caressing her cheeks.

Alice’s eyes flutter closed as I crouch between her spread thighs. I squeeze a generous amount of lube onto my fingers and work it into her. My touch is firm yet gentle as I circle her tight entrance, gradually slipping one finger inside.

“Do you like that, princess? Does it feel good having your ass fingered?” I ask.

“Yes,” she moans, her head falling back as I add a second finger. “Oh god, Lars, it feels so good.”

My free hand traces patterns on her clit, my touch light and teasing. I work my fingers in and out of her, stretching and preparing her. Her hips buck against my hand, her moans filling the haunted house.

“Your ass is so tight, princess. I can’t wait to be inside it.”

Alice’s breath hitches as my fingers stretch her. “Yes... there... oh, Lars!”

Her ass clenches around my fingers as she cries out, her release washing over her. I lean down, my breath hot against her ear. “That’s just the beginning, princess. I’m going to make you come even harder when I fuck that beautiful ass of yours.”

Alice’s eyes fly open, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath.

She’s panting, her body glistening with anticipation. “I’m ready, Lars,” she says, her eyes daring me to take her. I pop open the button of my jeans, and with a smooth, deliberate movement, I drag down the zipper. My dick springs free, hard, and ready.

“You’re sure about this, princess?” I ask.

“Yes,” she replies, her eyes never leaving mine. “I want you to take my anal virginity.”

I stand between her legs as she’s sprawled out on her back on the table. My cock twitches as I spread a generous amount of lube on it, the coolness sending shivers down my body.

“Relax,” I whisper as I squeeze more lube onto my fingers and gently work it into her ass. “I’m gonna make this good for you.”

She lets out a shaky breath as I slowly push four fingers inside her, preparing her again for my cock. “You feel so fucking tight, princess,” I groan.

Alice moans, pushing back against my hand. “I’m ready. Give me your cock.”

Hearing those words, I position the pierced head of my cock at her entrance. With a gentle but firm thrust, I push inside her. Her ass grips me tight, the sensation almost too much to bear.

“Oh, fuck,” I grit out, my eyes rolling back in my head.

I pause, letting her adjust to the invasion. Her body tenses, and I see a flash of discomfort cross her face.

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