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"Please, I promise I'll be a good girl". My God, Annie arched an eyebrow at the sight of Firecracker speaking words that ached with a burning desire to be loved by the blonde woman.
"Starlight". She said, and licked at her lips. "Annie. Annie, please give me a chance".
Sex was a powerful thing. And Annie January had mastered the art of fucking straight women into submission. She placed a hand on her hip and chuckled. "Firecracker, this doesn't seem like something you would do".
Though in earnest, taking it up the arse was never anyone's first choice. "Are you sure about this?" Annie asked, but she anticipated the struggle of her strap-on pounding through that tight ting of muscle that Misty -Firecracker- Tucker Gray called an arse.
And a beautiful one at that. Annie sighed, "You really want to do this, huh?" No matter what the blonde said, nothing would be enough for Firecracker.
No, the Southern Supe wanted to take every single square inch of love that Annie January had to offer to her. And whether she struggled to swallow it with her mouth, that would be a different story. One that only time itself would tell.
"On your knees". Annie said, throwing her hand towards Firecracker and making sure that the redhead took it and walked the woman onto her knees, as Annie bent bent her over on the chair.
Hatred was a powerful emotion, and the first time Annie had fucked her, there was nothing but pure anger and loathing driving her actions. Those kisses that turned her skin pink and swollen with bite marks.
Those fingers that spanked her ass, pulling and tearing her panties off before forcefully lighting up the room with a surge of intensity of her powers being used to exact a punishment that was fit for the redhead.
Oh, how Annie had enjoyed it then. But now, with Firecracker a lover. With the past buried, and animosity aside. There was hesitation in her ability to strike at the flesh presenting itself through the redheads skimpy Superhero costume.
"Misty, are you sure about this?" Annie was trying her best to not hurt the woman. Afterall, this was going to be an experience that would rattle both their worlds.
"Please, Annie. Please". Firecracker panted, rushing blood to her face turning it red and flushing her body with endorphins. She needed this more than anything else.
"Annie, please. Don't make me beg". Too late, Misty Tucker-Gray was pleading for the blonde to shove her fingers inside of her, and prepare her for the stap-on.
Such lovely words from Firecracker's mouth. Such satisfying moans of desperation before any act of penetration even occured. It made Annie wet with the knowledge that she was responsible for the withering mess whining for her touch.
She laughed. "Well, since you asked so nicely". But Annie knew the truth. She also wanted to fuck Firecracker up the arse, to enjoy the sensation of seeing another woman struggle to take it all, and all the same still want more.
Still bent over on the chair, Firecracker felt hands grapling onto her hips from behind. There were soft motions pulling down her shorts, and Annie spoke. "If we are going to do this, then it means we have to start we a proper warm up".
And that meant. "A bare bottom spanking". Annie finished, using her position to kneel one leg over Firecracker's thighs and started caressing the soft flesh.
"You like that, don't you?" Annie teased, and poked her thumb through Firecracker's underwear. The panties were already moist, and the blonde gently rubbed her index finger through the covered fabric that laid just on the outer barrier of Firecracker's pussy.
"Mhh". Firecracker closed her eyes, and started holding her breath. It made the orgasm start to light up her peripheral vision, but Annie removed her hand and abruptly pulled down her panties and spanked her arse with so much force that it brought the redhead down from her orgasm.
Southern slurs. "Dammit, Annie". Firecracker pushed her head down, struggling to face her disappointment. "Why'd you have to stop?"
The blonde chuckled, and even seemed compassionate for a moment. Even if it wasn't genuine. "I'm sorry, Misty. Did you say something, because you know the proper way to ask is to say please".
Annie said, spanking Firecracker's arse one more time, as if to teach her a lesson. "Did you forget your manners?" She asked, and continued to throw every ounce of sheer glee into the smacks barraging the flesh presented to her.
Pain was different. When it was Annie who made her skin flush and swell. When it was the blonde who was bending her over and rummaging her hands all over her arse, whether it was spanking it, or even fucking it. Firecracker didn't mind.
She leaned her neck to the side, and forced herself to breath through the fingers caressing her arse, and in a surprise. Annie took the moment to finger the taint of dripping fluids dripping onto her hand.
"So, so wet". Annie said, and took her hand out of Firecracker's pussy at the last second, and spanked her arse again and again leaving the redhead drained and ready for the orgasm that was quickly fighting against her vision and making her push her hips back into Annie's hand.
Biting her lips, Firecracker was being taunted and she enjoyed it. "Are you going to fuck my ass, or do you want me to say please?"
Was that it? Did Annie want Firecracker to beg? Because that is what she did. "Annie, please". She said, pouting her eyes and looking back at the blonde woman. "Please, take me in the ass. Please, make me realise that I can't live without your cock".
And how was Annie supposed to do that? "Firecracker do you want to say the word? You know which one I want to hear".
More teasing. No, Firecracker heard the tone change in her voice. Annie wasn't teasing her. She was genuinely asking for permission to fuck her ass.
"Firecracker, say the words you want me to do for you". Annie slapped at the swelling asscheeks and started counting her rhythm. "One". She said, and spanked her harder and creating a sound so harsh, it broke down the redheads resolve.
"Annie, plea..." Another spank, and it was the heat escaping from Annie's hand that radiated with the glow that clearly hinted that the blonde was using her powers to inflict more pleasure in the redhead.
"Two". She counted, and paused her motion to rub at the bare asscheeks, before rubbing her thumb across the wet pussy of a woman about to orgasm at the very next spanking being delivered by Annie.
"Three". She said, and waited for Firecracker to slowly finish what she was saying. "Come on, Misty. Say the words".
Another slap, and this brought tears and Firecracker broke down. She needed to have Annie inside of her right then and there. "Please, Annie. Please fuck my ass".
Those were the words, and they made the blonde smile. "Finally remembered to use your manners?" She laughed, and pulled her hand back. "All you had to say was please. That's all I've been waiting for".
Annie was lying. Even if Firecracker said please earlier in the beginning, she was not going to give her the satisfaction of an early orgasm. "My, look at how wet my hand is".
Sticky fluids on her thumb, and the better part of her hand where she had been spanking Firecracker's arse and pussy. There was a glistening moisture on the blonde's fingers.
It was that same glistening fluid produced in Firecracker's own pussy. That was what Annie used as lubrication to smear the puckered hole, tainting it with glee as she used an index finger and her middle finger to seperate the distance between the ring of muscle.
A twitch, and a cold shudder of goosebumps formed on Firecracker's lower back as she felt the appendages worming through her asscheeks, seperating the flesh with one hand and the other Annie used to finger her rectum.
It was rough. But Firecracker fought through the initial discomfort. "Please, Annie. Be gentle". She said, but to her own knowledge, the blonde was going to make sure that sitting down. Perhaps even walking straight was not going to be an option for the redhead.
Not when Annie January had any say on the matter. "Say please, Misty". She taunted the Southerner writhing on the chair, bending her arse over the thighs of the blonde woman.
Annie took her hand out, and spanked Firecracker again. "Say please, Misty. Use your manners". She was forging the path to an orgasm with the heavy breathing the redhead was giving off.
"Say please, Misty". Annie jolted a surge of power through her hand, and spanked the adrenaline out of Firecracker's skin as the endorphins escaped from the redheads nerves, tightening the resolve that she was going to get fucked one way or another and it was going to be Annie January who was going to be doing the fucking, and Firecracker would be the one taking it in the arse.
Heartbeat throbbing, vulva swelling. Face down, ass up. It was a time of reflection.
"Go on, Misty. Tell me again why you love taking my fingers up the ass". Annie purred, vibrating her powers to light up the redhead, forming a strap-on created through concentrated light.
This was the moment Firecracker was waiting on. It broke the sound of swallowing saliva as Annie started massaging the flesh she had so eagerly been beating, slapping, spanking and fingering. Soon enough, the blonde would be making love so good to the arse of Misty Tucker-Gray in such a way that no amount of begging would be enough to get her off Firecracker.
No, Annie smiled wickedly. "Your ass belongs to me, doesn't it Misty?" A small shudder went down the redheads spine as the light concentrated device glowed further towards a bulbous shape and occupied Annie's pelvis, attached to the inner walls of the blonde's pussy.
With a tenative thrust, Annie used her leverage to tease and bring the cock down into Firecracker's arse, vibrating the cock through will-power alone and positioned herself over the Southern arse being graciously presented to her.
"Mhh". Firecracker bit down on her lips, and the tear-stain on her mascara running down her face made it more exciting when she felt a prodding intrusion working to penertrate her arse, only there was fucking taking place.
No, Annie was still toying with her. Edging her breath to control the way Firecracker struggled to swallow her saliva, and a trail of spit left her mouth as Annie touched the side of the redheads face, using her own saliva as lubrication to further open up Firecracker as she inticed the cock pressing into those waiting asscheeks.
Saliva was wet and it was roughly working through the rectum, Firecracker was being penertrated with her own spit as the lubrication. Annie was that determined to see the mass of writing muscle contract and dialate as the moisture of the redheads spit opened the tight muscle.
"Spit". Annie said, cupping Firecracker's face, and using her fingers to lodge themselves inside the redheads mouth, feeling the motions and stirring a convolution of saliva to coat her fingers.
"Good girl". Annie said, pulling her fingers back, and retching the mixture of heaved sticky saliva and used the solution as lubrication to apply more pressure to open Firecracker's arse for her cock.
Teasing, and then probing. The sensation was cold, and icky. It was a disgusting thought to realise that her own spit was being transferred to her rectum, making the entry for Annie's cock easier to penertrate her ass.
But Firecracker savoured the greasy, uncompliant feeling of her own saliva being prodded into her rectum, and the sensation that this was a dirty affair was what pushed her towards the beginning of an orgasm.
"Misty, don't close your eyes". Annie said, brushing the crevice of Firecracker's taint and prodding the shaft of the light-infused strap-on generated by her powers.
The mental strength of focusing on maintaining the construct was rooted in pleasure, and Annie used her pelvis to direct the surge of sensations towards her pussy. "Aren't you tight, when was the last time I really gave your ass some personal attention. Huh, Misty?"
"Personal attention?" Firecracker laughed in a hard, edge of arousal forcing every breath of disbelief out of her lungs. Her arse was burning. It was little comfort to have the saliva trailing down her asscheeks, and gaping the small ring of muscle into a wide plunge as Annie spat again on the redheads arse.
Annie took out her strap-on cock, and watched with excited eyes as Firecracker's arse opened through the proper warm up she had given it. "Look at how you swallow me up". Annie said, and spat again on the woman's rectum and watched as the muscle dialated to allow the saliva to trickle down into the redheads arse.
"Are you..." Firecracker questioned if she was being overloaded with sensory input. But the redhead swore she felt Annie January spit into her arse. "Did you just spit inside me?"
Yes. Yes she did. "I'm still going to slap your ass if you talk to me uninterrupted again". Annie pulled her hands away from Firecracker's asscheeks, and spanked those fleshy pink cheeks before spitting again into the redheads swelling arse.
"Consider that your first warning". But then again, Annie supposed that she enjoyed this as much as the redhead who was blushing with throbbing sensation burning her arse, and the saliva was leaking out of her rectum as the blonde woman continued to spit and coat every inch of her sphincter in wetness.
Firecracker felt violated by the way Annie's hands were digging into her arse, exploring the way her inner walls contracted in wavering movements as the blonde continued to bend the redhead over the chair with nothing but her bare asscheeks exposed and spread with saliva and burning fulfilment penertrating her rectum.
"Ready for my cock?" Annie smiled and waited for the woman who was sweating with mascara running down her cheeks. "What do you say, Misty? Do you want me to fuck you like you're the only thing that truly matters?"
Pushing her arse back towards the blonde, Firecracker clenched her muscles tightly, as Annie's fingers were swallowed in her flustering asscheeks contracting and fighting through the pain to release a stream of pleasure that made her knees weak.
"Misty, are you?" Annie held onto the redhead with more frustration penetrating the woman's hips as she finally pushed the bulbous part of her cock into Firecracker's arse. "Misty, can you take all of me?"
She was going to try. Firecracker tried to relax, and Annie relished seeing her face visibly tense as the Southern slurs left her lips. "Annie January, you promised me a proper ass fucking". She gritted her teeth, and leaned further into the chair and pressed her arse back into Annie's hips.
This took the blonde by surprise. "Oh, this is different". She was amused, and leaned into Firecracker, taking hold of her hands and locking herself into an unyielding force that chained the two women by the hips.
"Who is taking a cock up their ass?" Annie mocked and slammed her hips into the hilt of the strap-on, forcing every inch of the construct to bury itself into Firecracker's rectum.
"Mhh. Hmm". Gritting her teeth, the redhead couldn't talk properly. The weight of Annie pressing the strap-on into her asscheeks with nothing but spit to lubricate the excited pounding of hands tightening around her own as Firecracker could feel a trickling moisture.
Annie's own excitement made her pussy convulse and produce fluids that glistened, and she paused her movements, allowing her hips to fully set into Firecracker's rectum. "Take every inch of me, Misty. Take me all"