Page 5 of Butt Stuff

“Do you want help getting him to the car?” she asks.

“Nah, I’ll let him sleep for a bit and watch something else before I wake him up and drive home. It’s not even that late yet.”

“Yeah, I’m not in the mood to watch anything. I think I’ll go read before bed.”

“Okay,” I say, relieved that she’s back to being normal Vi.

I’m looking over the DVD shelves at the options when I hear a small moan down the hall. It has to be coming from Vi’s room; her parents’ room is upstairs. Another moan follows, this one a little louder. The legend of Bluebeard floats through my head, but that soft moaning is drawing me like a siren’s call. It sounds… erotic.

The door to Violet’s room is slightly open, just a crack, and the light is a small sliver into the dark hallway. I peek in and get a direct view into her wide-open pink pussy. I stifle my gasp, my hand covering the erection that has quickly sprung up. She’s on her back on her bed completely naked, sun-kissed legs parted and knees raised, the fingers of one hand buried in her pussy, the other squeezing her breast and pinching one hard nipple. I rub my cock as I watch her fingers sliding in and out of that glorious wetness, disappearing into her body and emerging covered in slick juices. Holy fuck. I should not be watching this… but I can’t look away.

I stick my hand into my swim trunks instead, fisting my cock as I watch her masturbate. I’m going to regret this later, I know I am, because I will never be able to get this image out of my mind and how can I ever look at her again after this?

Then she turns her head away, reaching out with the hand that had formerly been on her breast, her other hand still playing with her pussy, two of her fingers buried between her folds, and grabs a dildo that I hadn’t noticed before—no surprise there—off the end table next to the bed. As I watch in disbelief, she starts licking the dong and then pushes it all the way into her mouth… Fuck. She’s deep throating that seven-inch piece of rubber! Biting down on my lip to keep from making noise, I jerk my cock harder, imagining that it’s my eight inches sliding between those lips and down that throat.

As she plunges it in and out of her mouth, she starts squirming more, her knees pressing together and then opening, legs moving as if what she’s doing is turning her on incredibly.

Suddenly she flips over onto her stomach, and I am presented with the most incredible view of her heart-shaped ass, fingers buried deep in her pussy, rubbing herself raw. I have the most insane vision of myself leaping through the door and replacing those fingers with my dick before she can turn around and stop me. Then her fingers leave her pussy and I almost groan with disappointment, but she isn’t done.

Picking up a small bottle that had apparently been next to the dong, she does something that I can’t see and then her fingers are back between her legs, rubbing against her pussy and I’m privileged to see those digits actually part her sweet lips and slide into the wet hole. As that is happening, her other arm is coming around her ass, and it takes me a moment to even notice that she’s holding the dildo in that hand. Her face is buried in her pillows, ass high in the air, both hands behind her.

When she presses the head of the rubber dick against her asshole, I nearly lose it. That tiny, crinkled hole stretches and opens for the thick invader, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life to that point. Her moaning intensifies as she begins working the dong in and out of her ass, her fingers still busy in her pussy.

Sweet Jesus, Violet has grown up with a vengeance!

I pump my cock automatically, barely paying attention to my own masturbation because I’m so involved in watching Violet’s incredible display of erotic depravity. The entire length of the toy is fully inserted into her grasping ass much faster than I would have thought possible, and then she begins to fuck herself with it. Not masturbate, not play with herself, not pleasure herself… She fucks her ass with that dong, bucking her hips and pushing back hard as she slams it in and out of her ass.

The sexy moans coming out of her throat suddenly start to form words as they increase in intensity and the movement in her ass and pussy gets faster.

“Oooooohhh fuck, Ooooh fuck, that feels so good! Oh god yes… Fuck me, fuck me please! Oh Luke, fuck my virgin ass!”

Cum spurts all over my hand and in the inside of my trunks as she says my name, pretending it’s my dick that is relentlessly pounding her anal cavity.Even though I’ve already orgasmed and now have a sticky mess to clean up, I can’t move away. The slippery dong slams into her over and over and I can see her forcing another finger into her pussy as she bucks and shudders. Her ass cheeks bounce as they clench, juices spilling from her cleft and down her thighs. Goddamn, she’s really creaming herself.

I watch the whole show. All the way to the end as she slumps and then moans, slowly sliding the dong in and out of her ass a few more times as her fingers slip out of her pussy and gently stroke the folds.

And then I hightail it out of there, rushing to the bathroom to clean myself off as best I can before returning to the family room and putting West Wing in the DVD player, hastily skipping it to the middle of an episode. Just in case.

My precautions are well worth it when, about ten minutes later, Violet comes into the room wearing a pair of pajama pants and a tank top. I don’t think she’s wearing a bra, but it’s hard to tell with the lights off.

“Sup?” I ask, feigning disinterest in her presence. My heart is still pounding, and my brain keeps playing the scene on repeat.

“Couldn’t sleep,” she says mildly.

And then we sit there and watch West Wing, her pretending that she hadn’t just violated her own ass while screaming my name and me pretending I hadn’t just watched her do it.

Because what else could we do?

I don’t go back to the Potts’ house until Wednesday afternoon when James drags my reluctant self back there. I have to go because I can’t make an excuse that won’t sound lame, and I can’t admit the real reason is his sister. I don’t know what to do about Violet. I’ve jerked off several times thinking about her sweet ass. In fact, I was finding it hard to think about anything else when I was jerking off.

It's getting harder and harder to remember what a brat Violet had been growing up as my focus turns to how much she has grown up recently. And what my cock wants to do to her grown-up body.

Not only is Violet out at the pool when we get there, but she’s wearing the pale-yellow bathing suit again. Lying on her stomach on one of the lounge chairs, she has her top untiedand the bottom wedged between her butt cheeks like a thong. Her blonde hair is spread out next to her head, long and silky-looking.

“Holy crap!” James yells as soon as he gets out on the deck and has a good look at Violet’s makeshift thong. She jumps, and I get a wonderful glimpse of breast before she remembers that she her top isn’t tied, and lays down flat again.

“What the hell, James?” she snaps.

“What is it with you and not wearing any clothes?”

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