Oh shit, it’s really happening. Evan and I tied for ten inches the front way, so now a back-door tie breaker has been proposed. What the hell? What in the world is going on?
I’m nervous because Ava and I have never done backdoor. Yes, I’ve trained her some by stroking her pleats and even inserting my finger down there while she’s coming, but I’ve never put my monster into her the backdoor way. It’s not that I didn’t want to; it’s just that the time hadn’t come yet.
But now, the moment has come. Evan and Amelia have challenged us to backdoor pleasure and I nod because I want to win but also because I believe in my girl. Ava has been amazing in every respect, and I know she’ll be able to handle it.
I turn to my buddy, who’s smirking at me like a boy caught with his hand in the candy jar.
“We’ll do back door,” I say smoothly. “But how do I know you haven’t prepped your girl already? Ava and I here,” I say, gesturing to my beautiful girl, “have never done anal so this is going to be new.”
Evan just smirks again.
“Tell ‘em, honey,” he directs Amelia. She trembles but smiles, her eyes bright.
“We’ve never done backdoor either,” she says musically. “I’ve begged Evan again and again, but he’s always said no because you know … well, I was a virgin when I first came to Maruba, and it’s too much too soon.”
I roll my eyes because I know Evan’s been hitting it hard with no compunction, virgin or not. Evidently, he senses my suspicions because he raises a hand and speaks in a generous tone.
“Tell you what. Amelia and I will go first, how about that? You and Ava have been starting us off, so with us going first, you’ll see just how hard it is. You’ll see that my girl definitely hasn’t been practicing.”
I look at him with disbelief.
“Are you kidding me? That tells me nothing. You could fake having trouble. Come on. Do you think I’m an idiot?”
Evan’s just about to say something rude in reply, but then Ava seizes my hand and whispers in my ear.
“Carver, I don’t think they’ve done the way back yet,” she says softly. “You know Amelia and I are best friends, and she tells me everything. So this will be new to her as well.”
I pause, just thinking. Of course, Amelia could be lying to Ava, but then again, she might not be. Besides, this competition could be fun. It’s already surpassed my wildest dreams, and we’ve already made it this far as well. Why not take Evan and Amelia at their word? After all, what do I have to lose?
“Okay fine,” I say although there’s still a tinge of suspicion in my words. “You go first and we’ll see what happens.”
Evan grins like a Cheshire cat.
“Sure thing, my friend. Sweetheart, I think you’re going to have to get on your hands and knees for this one. Oh, one more rule,” he says, turning back to me with a smile, “Each party gets to use as much lube as they like.”
I shrug.
“Be my guest. Help yourself to the good stuff.”
Evan grins again, gently stroking his hand down Amelia’s haunches. The curvy girl is completely nude, and she throws her head back in anticipation, her hole already blinking in welcome.
Evan growls, his blue eyes flashing.
“You’re so beautiful sweetheart,” he croons while reaching to her pussy. “Give me some of the good stuff.”
Incredibly, on cue, Amelia’s twat begins to drip. A bead of clear fluid forms at her hole and begins trailing down her lips before forming a gooey thread above the mattress.
“Mmmm,” she mewls, eyes still shut tight as her breasts dangle.
“That a girl,” growls Evan, his eyes bright. He catches the thread and spreads the warm wetness all over his shaft, until he’s glistening. “Now let’s give it a try, shall we?”
Slowly, the muscular man gets on the bed until he’s crouched over her and trails his glans over her brown pucker.
“Oh!” she sighs. “Mmm!”
Evan chuckles. He hasn’t even begun pushing in yet, but he merely strokes her back again while pressing a kiss to her shoulder.
“You’re going to do just fine, sweetheart,” he croons in her ear. “You’re a winner, you hear me?”
And then it starts. Evan presses his length against her brown pucker, and Amelia jerks a bit as if in surprise. Her eyes open and she lets out a wail.
“Oh my gawwwwd!”
But Evan won’t let her move.
“You’re doing great,” he whispers in her ear while increasing the pressure. “Absolutely wonderful.”
He strains some more as Amelia’s face takes on a look of concentration, and then there’s a distinct popping sound. Slowly, we watch in awe as that enormous ten incher begins disappearing into her back hole.
“Unnnh!” she cries out as that huge length slides in. “Fuuuuck!”
I think Amelia’s going to take it all, but then Carver hits another tight spot.
“Fuck honey,” he pants, buried halfway now. “Loosen up. Breathe, sweetheart, breathe.”
Amelia does as her lover commands, and there’s a literal whistling sound as her nostrils flare, but he’s not able to get in more.
“Breathe,” he rasps again, his back and thighs tight with tension. “Breathe!”
Amelia’s face takes on a look of strain as she tries to inhale oxygen.
“Unnnh!” she wails. “You’re too big!”
Evan’s broken out in a sweat now, and his big body gleams in the low lights. His face is filled with determination, but no matter what he says and what he does, he can’t get in any further. They strain together some more with him stuck halfway in, but there are no two ways about it. This mission isn’t going to reach completion.
Finally, with a disgruntled swear word, Evan pulls out as Amelia pants, both of them somewhat disoriented.
“Fuck,” my friend grunts, looking down at himself. “That was about five inches.”
“Five inches is good,” comes Brett’s voice from the darkness, startling me. I’d forgotten that our other friend was observing as well. “Carver, you think you can do better? If you get in one inch more than five, then you’re going to win.”
I turn to look at Ava, who’s been watching this dirty scene with wide eyes. But then her pink tongue comes out to flicker across her lips and she nods at me with a sweet smile. That’s when I know we’re not just going to win … but we’re going to rule.