Chapter 5: Sunday

We all slept late. Nobody jumped out of bed and volunteered to fix breakfast that morning. When we did finally manage to get our hung-over bodies out of bed, we just sat around, staring at each other, not saying anything. Ryan looked like he could sleep for another eight hours. A couple cups of coffee finally seemed to brighten him up.

Jen wanted to try the surf once more, so she grabbed Ryan's board and headed out the door. I had had enough sun on Saturday, and besides, there was one last bit of business I wanted to complete before the weekend was over.

"Ryan," I cooed, in what I hoped was my most seductive voice. I knew his energy level was low, but I was hoping to coerce him into one more carnal act.

"Huh?" he mumbled.

"Would you fuck me in the ass?"

I don't think I could have woken him up faster if I had thrown cold water in his face. "What did you say?"

"I said, honey, would you fuck me in the ass. I know you did Jen there, and now I want to find out what it's like."

"But I thought you didn't want... you've always said it was..." He was protesting, but his smile gave him away. He wanted to get into my backdoor in the worst way.

"Come on," I whispered taking his hand and pulling him to his feet, "Looks like the waves are pretty high today, so Jen's not gonna be back in for awhile. Please?"

Once we got back to the bedroom, Ryan took charge. He asked me one more time if I was sure, then it was down to serious business. "What was the last time you took a dump?"

"About half an hour ago."

"And you wiped good, right?"

"Sure."

"Probably not good enough. March into the bathroom, get a wet rag, and clean yourself, really well, and really deep. When you finish, just throw the rag away, and get your squeaky clean butt back in here.

"Yes sir."

When I got back, he was standing by the bed waiting, with his ever ready tube of lube in his hand. "Turn around and bend over," he ordered.

I did as he asked, feeling like a head of livestock about to be auctioned. This certainly wasn't very romantic, I thought, as I felt him push one well-lubed finger up into me. He'd had his thumb there a few times before, but always just a little ways. This time it felt like he had jammed his whole finger into me. A moment later I felt a second slick digit being added. I could feel how tight that was, even with all the slippery stuff on his fingers, and I wondered for a second if I could actually handle his cock. Then I remembered that Jen had done it, with less preparation than Ryan was giving me, and I knew there was no way I could chicken out now.

"OK," Ryan said, throwing a couple of pillows into the center of the bed. "Let's try it. Lay down... no, on your stomach."

I positioned myself on the pile of pillows, with my butt up in the air. He pushed my legs a little further apart, and I braced myself. I knew it was important to relax, but I just couldn't. I knew I was tensed up, and I was sure my asshole was so tight it would take a stick of dynamite to get it open, not a stick of man meat.

Here it comes girl, I thought, the penetration you have been both dreading and looking forward to. This was what I considered to be the last step in me becoming a fully functional erotic female. Well, what can I say, that's where my head was when I was a rebellious, highly-sexed fifteen-year-old.

Just before I was about to pop from the waiting and anticipation, I was surprised to feel Ryan's sweet cock rubbing against my pussy lips, and a second or two later his warm shaft was stretching my vagina again. That wasn't what I had been expecting. I wasn't sure what he was doing, but I didn't protest. If there was one thing I had learned during the last few months, it was that when it came to lovemaking, I should always trust Ryan.

He fucked me for a few minutes, until I felt myself floating toward that wonderful state of nirvana that leads up to my climax. I wasn't even thinking about his penis probing its way into my anus, and of course, that was the idea. He pulled out and put a little more lube on the head of his already pussy-juice covered dick. At last, he pressed the head of his shaft against my nether opening. To my surprise and delight, I felt it slid in easily. He stopped then, letting me get used to the feeling of something that large going the wrong way up my poop chute.