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When Joe came over that evening, I told him I had a surprise for him.

"Umm," he said, "I usually don't like surprises, Holly."

"Oh, I think you'll like this one," I said, smiling at him.

"In that case," Joe said, "I look forward to it."

He was cool, though. He didn't ask me what it was, not then or later as we chatted over wine and fixed dinner together. He smiled at me when I lighted candles and placed them on the table for dinner. Later, over coffee, he still didn't ask me. Damn his eyes!

"Don't you want to know what my surprise is?" I asked, frustrated.

"Oh, sure," Joe said, "but if I ask, you'll just say you won't tell me. I just figured I'd outlast you, and sooner or later you'd have to tell me."

"You are so exasperating!" I said. "Maybe I just won't tell you, then."

"Okay," Joe said, giving away absolutely nothing.

I had almost made up my mind not to give him his surprise, not tonight anyway. But after coffee, we wound up making out on the living room sofa. Before long, Joe had his hand inside my blouse. Not long after that, he had my blouse and bra off, my skirt up around my waist, and my panties on the floor. He also had his tongue down my throat and his finger up my pussy. I didn't mind, not at all. In fact, it made me feel a lot more favorably toward him. I decided to give him his surprise tonight, after all.

"Let's go into the bedroom," I suggested. It was okay with Joe. He stood up and helped me to my feet. I unfastened my skirt and let it drop to the floor, then took his hand and led him into my bedroom. At the side of the bed, I stopped and helped Joe undress. Then we lay down together, wrapping arms and legs around each other.

Before long, both of us were steaming. My pussy was dripping wet with sex juices and some extra lubrication from Joe's tongue. His prick was standing up and leaning over backward, hard as a rock and slick from where I had been licking and sucking on it.

"You don't deserve it," I whispered in his ear, "but your surprise is in the drawer in my nightstand." Reaching across me, Joe pulled the drawer open. There, standing next to my vibrator, was a bottle of lubricant labeled "Bottom Oil."

"Is this it?" Joe asked.

"Yes," I said, playing his game now and saying nothing more.

"Okay, I'll bite," he said. "What's it for?"

"It's for my bottom," I told him.

"You want me to massage your bottom?"

"Not exactly," I said. "I want you to oil my asshole, and then I want you to fuck me there."

"Umm," Joe said. "Are you sure?"

"I've been thinking about it for weeks," I told him. "I did it once before, and it was real sexy. Have you ever done it?"

"A couple of times," he said. "It's great if the girl wants to, but most don't want to. And a couple of time that I've tried, it hurt the girl too much and we had to stop."

"It hurts if you go too fast," I said. "If you take it slow and easy, if you give me time to get used to it, it can be great." I took the jar of oil and the vibrator out of the drawer and handed them to Joe. "But first, why don't you get me started with this."

Joe took them from me. He put the oil to one side and lowered the vibrator to my pussy. Using just the tip, he rolled it around on my clit. I just had to moan. Then he slid it up and down, coating it with the juices that coated my pussy, letting the end slide across my clit and dip ever so slightly into me. I rolled my hips, pressing back against the vibrator.

"Ooooh, baby, that feels nice," I whispered in his ear. "Go ahead, put it in me. Like this..." I poked my tongue into his ear and pushed the tip as far into it as I could.

Joe shuddered with the slick hot feel of my tongue in his ear. Gripping the vibrator, he pushed it into my pussy. It slid in part way. He drew it back, pushed in again. The vibrator slipped further into me. I spread my legs wide, giving him more room. Pulling back on it again, Joe rolled it around in my cunt, then pushed it forward and deeper. I hunched my pussy up, meeting it and pushing back, making the vibrator slide all the way into me. I pulled back a little and rolled my hips around on the hard plastic, then fucked back and forth on it, rubbing my clit against it.

Joe turned the end switch slightly, and the vibrator gave a low growl, sending throbbing pulses out into my pussy. I thrust my hips forward, opening myself as wide as possible and taking it deep inside me. I held myself that way, hips pushed up, and let Joe shove the vibrator in and out of my cunt.

"Ooooh, yeah, honey, that's right," I told him. "Give it to me. Fuck my pussy. Yesssss. I like that. It feels so good, baby. It makes me want to fuck you." I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his head down to my mouth. I nibbled on his ears and bit him on the neck.

"You want me to fuck you now?" Joe asked.

"Yes," I said, "but not there. I want it in my ass."

Joe slid the vibrator out of my pussy. I let it go reluctantly. My cunt felt so empty.

"Get the oil," I told Joe. "You need to oil my butt and your dick."

He took the top off the bottle and poured some of the thick oil into his hand, letting it warm up.

"You want to turn over?" he asked.

"No," I said. "I want to be on my back. If I raise my butt up with a pillow, you can get in me that way and I can still see your face and hold you."

We each grabbed one of the pillows and, working together, pushed them under my ass. With my knees bent, both my pussy and my ass were exposed to his view.

"Go ahead, baby," I told him. "Oil me up good." I raised my knees higher, holding them high and wide with my hands. Joe worked a hand between my butt cheeks and laid his oil-covered fingers on my rosebud. He slid his fingers around it, then began pressing ever so slightly at the very center each time his finger crossed it. Leaving his finger pressed against the anal ring, he took the bottle of oil and poured a thin stream onto his palm. It ran down his finger and pooled at the entrance. Joe worked his finger around a moment and then pressed inward more firmly. His finger slipped inside my asshole. He rotated it around and around and gradually pushed it deeper and deeper into my butt. He slid his thumb into my pussy and pressed it against his finger in my other hole. Then he waggled his thumb around inside my pussy. The twin penetration was very sexy and stirred me strongly. I hunched my hips against his probing fingers.

"Come on, honey," I said. "Put some oil on your cock and put it in me. I'm dying for it. I want you to fuck me in the ass."

Joe's hand was already coated with lubrication. He wrapped it around his velvet and steel prick and spread the oil around it. Jacking back and forth a time or two, he coated it all over. running his palm over the head of his dick. He rolled between my legs and raised up on his hands and knees. I lay back, spreading my thighs. Joe crawled forward until his cock brushed against my hot, hungry pussy. I almost grabbed him and stuffed him inside. But I wanted him to fuck my ass, not my cunt.

Holding his prick with his hand to guide and stiffen it, Joe pushed his hips forward. I felt the fat head, followed by the meaty tube, slip between the cheeks of my ass and nestle against the tight anal ring. Joe rotated the head of his dick, spreading the lubrication around.

"Go ahead, baby," I told him, "do it! Push it in!"

"Are you sure?" Joe asked. "We don't have to..."