Shaking his head, he followed her to the bathroom, the door to which never seemed to be closed in that apartment. Standing at the doorway, he looked in and saw her sitting on the toilet, the sound of her peeing reaching his ears.
“You, John, and my girlfriend have some weird privacy ideas,” he said, leaning on the door frame and shaking his head at her.
“Oh? Well, who’s the one watching me pee?” she asked.
“Well, shut the door!” he said with a laugh.
She giggled, her eyes taking him in before dropping to his crotch.
“You better bring that here or put it away and stop teasing me with it,” she admonished.
He sighed, stepping in as she finished up what she was doing.
“Shower?” she asked.
“Sure,” he said with a shrug.
She smiled, then moved to turn the water on, holding her hand under the stream for a few seconds and then nodding at him as she stepped in and held her hand out.
“This should be interesting,” he said with a chuckle.
***
After a nice shower together, Dex and Donna had gotten dressed and relaxed on the couch, a comfortable silence encompassing the two as she leaned quietly against his chest, his arm draped around her.
A half-hour later, Dex checked the time and sighed audibly.
“Nooo,” she said, turning in place and snuggling up against him tighter, her arms wriggling around him and squeezing.
He chuckled and kissed her on the forehead, drawing her attention up to his face. Time seemed to slow for him in that moment, and he couldn’t help but stare at how incredibly beautiful she looked in the dim light of the waking day.
Her long, curly, dark brown hair spilled around her head and shoulders, messy but adorable. Her eyes were a pale green in contrast to the rosy skin of her cheeks where a smattering of freckles was spattered across both of them and the bridge of her nose.
“That’s funny,” he thought. He hadn’t really noticed the freckles before.
“Goddamn you’re beautiful,” he whispered, brushing a lock of hair from her cheek.
Her wide smile sent an impulse of happy contentment through him. Sliding up, she kissed him, her lips pressing gently against his as her tongue tickled his playfully.
“Dex,” she asked, sitting back a bit to look at him. “Are you… okay with everything that went on with Jessie last night?”
Dex chuckled. “I am. There was a moment there where John and I got to talk, and he asked for my consent. I gave it.”
She stood, offering him a hand up. “I mean when they left the room.”
He shrugged. “I hadn’t really thought about it too much. I mean, he and I basically swapped for the night. He got to spend the rest of the night with Jessie, and I got to spend it with you. I’m sure they kept having sex, knowing those two.”
“That’s what I mean,” she said, stepping up and looking into his eyes. “Jessie was having sex with someone else last night, and it wasn’t while you were in the room.”
He nodded. “I know,” he said, kissing her. “I promise, I’m okay. You know I’m not a jealous guy.”
“No… I know,” she said, looking a little flustered. “I just… I know how Jessie can be you know? Yeah, she’s flirty, but she also makes people want to get dirty with her. She’s like… sexually contagious or something.”
He laughed at the description. It perfectly described his girlfriend.
“Let me go let her know that I’m leaving,” he said. “I do have a plan though.”
She raised an eyebrow quizzically as she stepped out of his way.
Stepping in, he saw Jessie asleep on the other side of Donna’s bed, facing away from John but snuggled up against him. Leaning down, he kissed her softly and told her he had to leave. Her eyes fluttered open briefly and she mumbled okay a few times as he whispered to her.
Smiling, he rolled his eyes in amusement as he stepped out and saw Donna.
“Those two definitely got up to no good last night,” he joked.
“I’m sure they did,” she said, “but then again, so did we. Stop stalling though and tell me your plan.”
Chuckling, he raised a hand defensively before continuing.
“I’ve been thinking about the best way to approach making my girlfriend happy without changing who she is and what actually makes her happy,” he said.
“Oh?” Donna asked. “And how are you going to do that?”
*****
Jessie
The previous night…
Pushing her hips backward, she whimpered as John spanked her again and then again, the head of his cock pushing against her asshole for a moment longer before popping inside. Expecting him to start hammering away, she was surprised when he didn’t. Holding still for a moment, his hands ceased their punishment of her rump and simply held her in place.
It was definitely a different sensation, having him inside her ass. At first it was uncomfortable with moments of mild pain, but he was taking it slow for her. A gentle thrust every few seconds pushed another couple of centimeters in. Eventually he was able to slide completely inside, and she groaned as her muscles accommodated the intruder.
Slowly, she felt herself relaxing. Finally, the tension in her butthole relaxed and she nodded her head ever-so-slightly for him to continue and felt him pull slowly back. The unmistakable sensation of pleasure coursed from her ass through her body, and she groaned lowly and dropped her head.
“That okay?” he asked, and she nodded again, weakly.
She felt ready for him to continue at his own pace then, but he seemed to want to make sure she wasn’t going to be hurt, and she couldn’t help but smile at the thought. Slowly, he pulled out then slid back in, building up to a steady pace until she was whimpering and grinding back on him again. His hands were warm on her bare hips, and she felt him contorting the flesh as he started to pull back harder and harder on them.
“Good?” he asked a final time.
“Yes!” she answered emphatically, her arms collapsing and her face burying itself in a pillow. She was rewarded with three quick spankings in rapid succession and cried out as each impact sent blissful sensations racing through her body.
She sensed him reaching forward, then felt his fingers crawling through her hair before he pulled back hard. Yanking her back up to a proper doggy style position, his began to pull back forcefully with each thrust. She yelped from the mix of confusing sensations, pain turning to pleasure with each spank, thrust, or yank. He reached up a second hand then, tangling it in the bouncing mass of her sandy locks and pulling with both.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Fuck… fuck… yes…” she gasped, his hips punctuating each of her words with a hard impact against her rump.
He briefly let go, but then spanked her hard on the ass again, harder than he’d ever done before.
She cried out in a very brief moment of pain, but the act shoved her over the edge of her impending orgasm, and the cry turned into a groan of happiness as she felt her first anal orgasm crash over her. As soon as she’d started to cum, he moved back to pulling on her hair, his hips thrusting harder and harder into her in an unceasing crescendo.
“Guh! Fuck!” he grunted, thrusting hard against her butt, his cock burying itself in her ass as it began to fill with his spunk.
She cried out as she felt the warmth filling her, then felt both her hands lift off the bed as he pulled hard on her hair. She reached back with them, grabbing his hips and pulling him tight against her. He held her there precariously for a second, then both fell to the bed, him on top of her as they both groaned in a mix of pleasure and pain.
“Fuck,” she said weakly, still trying to clutch at him to pull him tight against her.
He kissed her neck softly then, the warmth of his lips sending electric tickles up and down her spine.
“God… keep fucking me if you can,” she begged. “That was indescribable.”
John nodded, thrusting gently again. “You’ve probably got me spent gorgeous, but I’ll give it a try.”
Unfortunately, it was clear after a few thrusts that his cock was finally deflating, and their fun was over.
She whimpered pathetically as he slid free, then winced as she felt him leaking out of her. He disappeared for a moment, then began to clean up his mess with a discarded shirt that he’d grabbed.
She giggled, turning back and looking at him as she took over, clutching the shirt to her nether regions and wriggling her way to the edge of the bed. He was there of course and helped her up as she knew he would.
Stepping out of the bedroom, they both paused and checked in on Dex and Donna but saw them snoozing peacefully in Jessie’s bed. Pausing to pull the door shut so they didn’t wake them up, Jessie let John lead her to the bathroom and shut the door behind them.
Without a word, he turned on the water for the shower as she sat on the toilet and got cleaned up. A few minutes later, she stood and looked at herself in the mirror, seeing him step close and smile at her.
Her hair was a complete wreck, wild and messy from his energetic yanks during their fuck session. She turned, giggling when she saw the red handprints from his spankings and raised an eyebrow at him.
“What?” he asked. “You deserved those.”
She rolled her eyes and laughed as he bent down and kissed the tender flesh.
After a quick, gropy shower, the two went back to Donna’s bedroom and cleaned up the bed as best they could, eventually having to resort to laying down a few towels to soak up the remaining goo they’d both caused from the other. Finally, he snuggled her up tight against him, their legs intertwined and were able to relax and enjoy the silence.
“That was your first?” he asked after a few minutes.
“Hmm? Anal?” she murmured.
“Yeah,” he confirmed.
“It was,” she whispered quietly.
“I think you liked it,” he pointed out.