“Why ever do you ask,” she said in a way that I’d never heard before, so playful and light. I was like Prisha was the same person when she was having sex, but less nervous, more liberated. I liked this; I wanted to see more of this girl.
“I love you and I want you to lick my asshole,” I said. I was surprised that I’d said that. Both because of how those two distinct halves of my sentence made almost no sense together, and because I didn’t think I meant to tell her that I loved her. But I’d said it! And I wasn’t sure I didn’t mean it. I looked at Prisha and suddenly became terrified that I’d freaked her out. But she was smiling even brighter than before and there were tears in the corner of her eye. She laughed and her voice cracked a little.
“Do you mean that? Do you love me?” she said. And I thought about it. And there was no denying it, this had just confirmed something in my mind that I hadn’t even really allowed myself to think before.
“I do,” I said.
“I love you too,” she said and we kissed again, she pulled me in close, our breasts pushed together. I felt her tears on my skin and I realized that I was crying too. It felt so wonderful to love and be loved. The kiss was soft, and delicate. Like our first kiss that day had been. And finally she broke it. She looked into my eyes and she wasn’t crying anymore, she had a mischievous look.
“Did you mean the other thing too?” she asked, “Do you want me to lick your asshole?” I bit my lower and then nodded.
Prisha quickly got up on her knees and rolled me over onto my stomach. I got up on my hands and knees and looked back behind me. Prisha was grinning at me. She inched forward on her knees and put both her hands on my ass cheeks. She giggled and then squeezed them. She sort of rubbed her hands around on my ass, massaging them and smacking my cheeks together. I laughed.
“Come on baby, lick me!” I begged. That seemed to be what she was waiting for. She leaned forward and pulled my ass cheeks far apart. I looked back at her again and she winked just as she stuck her face there. I could feel her breath against my tight little hole, and I could feel her hair as it rubbed against my ass and legs. Then, I felt an incredibly warm and wet sensation. I moaned and arched my back, feeling my ass press into Prisha’s face. She pushed in harder. My asshole was so sensitive, I guess I never realized there were so many nerves right there, and her tongue felt amazing.
In a few moments, Prisha had settled into a rhythm. I felt her tongue running up and then down my asshole. She reached her hand forward and tickled my balls. I kept pushing back into her. I could feel her tongue getting hard, pressing directly into my asshole. I could feel her tongue swirling around inside of me. My cock ached, the tip felt like it was about to burst. Her tongue felt amazing, but I needed something more. I looked back and saw Prisha’s cute little head bobbing up and down in my asshole.
“Fuck me baby!” I moaned, “I need it.”
“Oh thank god!” Prisha slobbered around my asshole. In a moment she was up on her knees behind me. I felt her hands on my hips, digging into my skin. My asshole was sopping with Prisha’s spit. But she also spit into her fingers and lubed up her cock. I felt her cock press against my asshole. I pushed back into it, hoping that it would slip in. It slid around in my ass crack and Prisha giggled and then smacked my ass hard.
“I will get it baby,” She said. She took one hand off of my hips and guided her cock against my asshole. She pushed gently, but the pressure was still pretty intense. I groaned as I felt the bulbous tip of her cock press into my anus. For an instant, there was a pinching pain and then, with a little plop, she pushed her tip inside of me. And for the first time in my life, a cock was inside of my ass. I almost fell forward, the feeling was so intense. And as the pinching receded, the pleasure increased.
Prisha put her hands back on my hips and she started to push. I couldn’t stay on my hands anymore, I fell forward. I kept my ass in the air, but my tits hit the floor and my hands reached forward, bracing myself against the wall. I could feel Prisha’s dick pressing deeper and deeper into my body. I felt my bowels wrap around her and suck her in deeper. Just when I felt that I couldn’t take it anymore, I felt her hips press against my ass and I realized she was all the way in.
Prisha pulled her cock out and slammed it back in, the pain and pleasure was intense. She giggled as I groaned. The she started to rock her hips more gently, pushing in and out just a bit. Her cock massaged my insides, she seemed to find every spot that needed to be touched. She didn’t touch my cock, but I felt an orgasm building inside me nonetheless. It came on me suddenly. My nipples tingled and I felt like I couldn’t get enough air. My kept bouncing underneath of me but everything instantly became fuzzy. I almost screamed, I needed to scream, but I didn’t want a guard to come.
Then I heard a splattering sound and I looked down and saw a pool of cum sitting on the floor. I pushed back into Prisha, driving her backwards and feeling pain from her cock getting pushed into me farther. I bent down and licked my thick, salty cum off the floor. The floor was cool but my cum was still warm as I sucked it into my mouth. I think that Prisha saw me and I am pretty sure that this put her over the edge. She gripped my hips hard and she groaned loudly. She thrust her cock three times, hard and fast and then her voice cracked. The next thing I knew, I could feel her cum warming my insides. She collapsed over, her cock pulling out of my ass. That felt almost as good as going in.
I fell down on the floor with her and she wrapped her arms around me, kissing me deeply, “That was… amazing, Odessa,” she said as our kiss broke. Then we just lay on the floor, letting the concrete cool our bodies.
“I do love you, and I am excited to explore my scary feelings with you,” I said, suddenly realizing that even after the passion of the moment past, I still felt the same way.
“I love you too, and I couldn’t agree more” she said and she kissed me on the cheek. Is this a thing people are supposed to feel in prison? I wasn’t in the mood to think about it. “I guess we should go back downstairs.” She got up slowly and I followed her. She handed me some of her clothes and in a few moments we were dressed.
We arrived back downstairs during a commercial break in my awful show. There were a couple of people watching, but we quickly saw McKenzie and Clara and sat down with them. I saw that McKenzie’s knuckles looked a little raw, and she smiled when she saw me.
“You look, like 1 million percent better,” she told me, “And Penny does not.” She picked some dead skin off her knuckles and looked back at the television. I never did learned how she gave Penny a black eye without getting thrown in solitary, but I appreciated it. I sat down and Prisha sat down next to me.
“How is it?” I asked pointing to the screen. I noticed that McKenzie and Clara weren’t watching the screen, they were looking at me and Prisha. For a moment I was confused and then I looked down and saw that I was holding Prisha’s hand. I hadn’t even realized it. I looked at Prisha and we both giggled.
“Well damn Prisha, I guess you really knew how to make her feel better,” Clara said. I smiled and then leaned over and kissed Prisha on the cheek.
“Blah!” McKenzie said, and then she smiled, “The show is back on,” and then my girlfriend, my friends and I snuggled in and watched a show about a felonious tranny. I kind of liked it.