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Sexual Adventures in Beacon Hills	By : TheChemist Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 18746 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Sexual Adventures in Beacon Hills Part 39
Show: Teen Wolf
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Malia/Stiles
Codes: MF, Anal, Oral
Disclaimer: I make no money from this. I don't own or have anything to do with Teen Wolf, especially the characters Lydia Martin, Scott McCall, Stiles, Kira Yukimura, and Malia Tate
Summary - In the 6 months between the events at the end of season 4 and beginning of season 5, Stiles and Malia continue their relationship, including him talking the werecoyote into losing her anal virginity.

With no imminent threat, Scott McCall’s pack actually had downtime. It was a foreign concept for them, as for the past two years they’d been essentially running on adrenaline and cortisol. However, that wasn’t to say it was all fun and games. Instead, the gang had to focus on their studies. Or at least most of them did. Lydia didn’t need to, but she had to take on the role of tutor to the majority of the rest of them.
The genius redhead was already in the study room when Malia Tate came through the door. Normally she was attached at the hip with her boyfriend, but there was no Stiles in sight. After the werecoyote took a quick scan and realized it was only Lydia within, Malia went to leave.
“You don’t have to leave,” Lydia said to the retreating girl.
“I know,” Malia retorted in that matter-of-fact tone of hers.
“Then why are you leaving?”
“Because I don’t really like you,” the werecoyote stated. When she saw the stunned look on the redhead’s face, she thought about what she said, and what Stiles had taught her. “Oh. This is when Stiles wants me to say something like, ‘no offense’.”
Lydia did a small scoff and rolled her eyes, but she’d grown used to the werecoyote since she’d joined their group. Malia’s personality was as abrasive as sandpaper, but they had to take the good with the bad. Plus, she was getting better, little by little.
“Why exactly don’t you like me?” Lydia finally broke the silence.
“Because you’re weak,” Malia stated. “We all have to defend you because you have no fighting skills.”
“Neither does Stiles,” the redhead retorted.
“Yes, but Stiles gives me sex. And usually orgasms,” the werecoyote answered without delay.
“Mmm…he always was surprisingly good with making me cum,” Lydia said, thinking back to her numerous sexual encounters with Malia’s boyfriend.
“And that’s the other reason I don’t like you,” Malia said, almost with a growl.
“Ah…because I’ve slept with Stiles,” Lydia nodded her head. “That makes sense. But you were a coyote for almost a decade. I’m assuming that you’d just claim Stiles in all types of sexual ways then wash yourself of me, so to speak.”
Malia let the words marinate for a few seconds, but her confused look never left her face. “What do you mean?”
“You know. I’m sure you and Stiles have done everything sexually, and thus removed my ‘scent’ from him,” the redhead added context, though Malia still looked uncertain. “Okay. Let’s go one by one. I watched you blow half the lacrosse team so I’ll assume you suck off Stiles regularly.”
“A lot, yes. Stiles loves his penis in my mouth,” Malia nodded.
“I bet. Plus you two clear have a lot of sex…”
“Stiles likes it when I’m on all fours like a coyote and he pretends he’s my coyote daddy,” Malia added.
“That was a lot of information in one sentence,” Lydia quipped. “Now, the only hole left is the butt.”
“Wait. You mean…but I thought that was only a one-way street. Just an exit, you know?” Malia stammered, more than a little stunned.
“Oh girl, you have a few things I can teach you…and this time, you’ll like it more than math,” Lydia said with a devilish grin.
* * *
“When did math get so complicated,” Stiles complained after 90 minutes of tutoring.
Lydia rolled her eyes but before she could unleash one of her classic quips, Malia jumped in. “Stiles, take me home for sex.”
“Well I’ll see you all later,” the lucky boy said as he grabbed his girlfriend’s hand and practically sprinted from the study room.
Stiles was sometimes resentful that his dad worked so many hours, however this was not one of those times. As his Jeep navigated the roads at the fastest speed possible without flipping it as it took corners, he came in hot to his driveway before stopping a few inches before barreling through the garage door.
“Come on,” Stiles said, hurting his shoulder as he slammed it into the door before unlatching it. He got it on the second time of trying, throwing it open before practically sprinting to the front door.
“You get so excited for sexy time,” Malia stated as she swung out of the vehicle.
“Well yeah. I mean, for one, it’s sex. And two, it’s with you. And insanely hot girl with the libido of a teen boy,” Stiles explained as he unlocked the door and hustled upstairs, towing a horny werecoyote with a surprise with him.
As Stiles moved in for the kiss as they stood at the entrance of his bedroom, a hand on his chest stopped him dead. “I want tonight to be different.”
“How so?” Stiles asked, confused.
“I want you to take me like you took Lydia before,” the leggy beauty said.
“Do you mean…”
“In the butt,” Malia finished.
Stiles’ jaw nearly hit the ground at the request from his girlfriend who had previously shown no interest in anal. Sure, he’d never directly brought it up, but even when he went for a little rimjob or rubbed her crinkled hole with a wet finger, she had stopped him. And yet now, Malia was practically throwing her asshole at him for his fucking pleasure.
Malia mistook his silence for unknowing. “You know, the bum. My ass. But if you don’t want to…”
Malia never got a chance to finish that sentence because her boyfriend’s lips crashed against her mouth. She immediately returned the kiss, introducing her tongue into his, which was his idea as well. They continued to makeout as they backed into his bedroom with their passion only ramping up.
The werecoyote felt Stiles rub her back, traveling downward the entire time. When he reached the sexy curve of her lower back his fingers closed around the hem of her tee and lifted it easily over her head and off her body. Stiles broke the kiss and took a moment to close his lips around each of her nipples in turn, getting them hard with his sucking, appreciating the fact she hardly ever wore a bra.
"Fuck," Malia swore, head tossed back and hands running through his short hair.
The leggy girl only had her micro short shorts left on, but that proved no barrier for the horny man. Stiles went back up to Malia's mouth, kissing her with his tongue pressing into her mouth with their bare chests pressing against each other. He loved the feel of her perky tits with rock hard nipples pressing against the abdominals of his own physique.
However much he liked her boobs against him, Stiles wanted to do more than just kiss his girlfriend. Creating some space between them, the goofy boy slid a hand down between them and undid her shorts before hooking his fingers into the waistband. Instantly his fingers were rubbing through her folds, collecting her ample amount of juices before penetrating two fingers deep into her sex.
"Wow...you are so wet," Stiles observed, his fingers sliding in without friction.
“Finally getting one over on Lydia will do that to me," Malia said.
"Bend over and let me see your ass," he told her, knowing better than to delve into her last comment.
"Do you like my ass," Malia asked, giving it a little wiggle.
"You know I do," Stiles replied as he rubbed its soft flesh.
"You can play with it," she told him.
"Whoa...mhmmmm," Malia squalled at first before moaning.
She wasn't sure what she was expecting but he had surprised her. After lightly swatting each of her meaty cheeks, an action he was doing with more regularity as the time passed, he stationed himself directly behind Malia. Sucking on three fingers, Stiles brought them forward then pushed them into her snatch in one stroke without warning.
Once she started to moan, Stiles went about fucking her with the three digits pressed tightly together. Normally the goofy boy would have started slower, using one finger then graduating up to three digits, one at a time. However, it was clear to him that Malia was as excited for what was about to happen as he was. In fact, it came as no surprise to him that after a minute of getting finger blasted, she was cumming around his digits in the fastest orgasm of her life.
"Wow. That was quick," Stiles complimented.
"Your fault, you're really good at that," she admitted. "But while I'm all relaxed from cumming, you should play with my ass."
This was a tip that came directly from an expert; that expert being Lydia Martin, who apparently had more anal experience than everyone at the high school…combined. Stiles was impressed by her gung-ho attitude towards the act that most girls hated. Not wanting her to change her mind, the goofy boy didn't hesitate and got ready by placing his hand towards his mouth.
Malia could hear him wet his thumb as he stuck it in his mouth to transfer as much spit onto the digit as he could. She couldn't help but jump a little bit when she felt his palm contact the top of her ass, but quickly calmed herself. Stiles was surprised when she startled so he waited for a few moments until her muscles melted into her more normal, relaxed tone. With her back to calm, Stiles slowly lowered his thumb downward, stopping when it was pressed against her tightly clamped butthole to rub her starfish and transfer the surface spit.
"Just be gentle," she pleaded softly.
Nodding his head to answer her, Stiles started to apply pressure. He could tell that she was still slightly tense, but his own experiences were telling him it was still loose enough to continue. He was correct, and after applying a little more pressure he watched as her hole gradually expanded until finally the first part of his thumb disappeared inside her backdoor altogether.
"Ugghhh...awww," Malia moaned as his thumb slowly was worked into her backdoor.
For the next few minutes, no words were exchanged between the couple as Stiles focused on his task. He made small thrusts into her anus, getting more and more of his digit into her booty until it was in completely. Malia reacted well, so after that he made long yet slow strokes with his entire thumb over and over again. To both their delight, and Malia's amazement, she was getting very positive groans as a result of his methodical finger blasting of her asshole.
"Mmm...yeah I like it," she admitted honestly with lust in her eyes as she looked back at him.
"How much do you like it," he asked, burying his digit all the way into her asshole.
"A lot...ahhh," she groaned.
Stiles didn't want the act to get stale and he also wanted to keep making positive strides. It pained him to do so, but he pulled his thumb slowly and smoothly from her rear, watching as the starfish paused in that state before sealing back up tight. His middle and index finger were coated in copious amounts of Malia's cum from earlier so his first finger had no problem making its way past her muscular ring in order to call her asshole home.
"Mhmm," Malia moaned, penetrated by a slimmer digit than before.
Stiles allowed the juices to spread along the depth of her backdoor before he pulled back so only the fingertip remained in her booty. Pressing his longer middle finger alongside the first, the goofy boy pushed forward. It was more of a struggle this time with the added thickness, but his determination won out and now he was fingering Malia's asshole with two fingers.
"I think I'm turning you into my own personal butt slut," Stiles grinned at her after she started moaning from his attention. “Just like I did with Lydia.”
It was a risk mentioning his ex-lover’s name to his current girlfriend, but it was a calculated one. After all, while Stiles lacked any supernatural abilities, his brain was his super power and it was telling him that a little competition was exactly what would make Malia thrive with a potentially painful sex act. Within a heartbeat, he found out his gamble was a good one.
"I think you might be right," Malia smiled back. “After all, if that weakling Lydia can be a butt slut, then so can I.”
Stiles smiled widely as his gambit paid off. However, he wasn’t about to rest on his laurels. "Now you do it.”.
He didn't know if Malia would do it or not but he figured she would given how motivated she was tonight, not to mention having a rivalry with Lydia. As he expected, she brought a finger into her mouth to prepare it with saliva then reached back behind herself, overtop her bubbly ass then nestled her hand in the deep canyon of her cheeks.
"I've never done this part before," Malia admitted as her finger rubbed her starfish.
She seemed nervous about it but Malia never let her fear dictate her actions. With her wet finger already in position, the werecoyote pressed her middle finger against the center of her backdoor. It was surprising to her how quickly she relaxed and let her own finger inside her asshole, penetrating herself.
"Oh shit," Malia screamed, knuckle deep in her booty.
She rested the finger in her backdoor for a moment then was curious. So far it didn't hurt, but that wasn't surprising given how Stiles's thicker finger had already been inside. However as she moved her finger in and out, only working two inches of a thin finger, but regardless it felt pleasing. It didn't hurt and the tightness and frequent squeezing of her muscular ring was interesting.
“How hot does it feel to be finger fucking your own asshole? Because watching it has me rock hard,” Stiles stated.
“You definitely are,” Malia replied as she looked at the aforementioned erection.
“Now I want you to stop fingering your ass so you can taste it,” Stiles ordered.
“Seriously?”
"Yup. I want you to try it." Stiles demanded again. “Lydia did this all the time.”
“Of course she did,” Malia muttered to herself.
Truth be told Malia was going to do it regardless but seeing and hearing Stiles be so commanding had the girl so turned on. Pulling out of her anus, Malia brought her arm back around to a normal position before sticking her middle finger apart from the rest. Her eyes flashed over to Stiles and saw him watching her with intent so she smiled and put the digit in her mouth.
"Gotta admit, I really do taste great," Malia said before going in and sucking her finger again.
"You really do," he said with a shit-eating grin.
“Better than Lydia, right?”
“Oh, of course baby,” Stiles answered without having to think about it. “Now, as hot as it is watching you finger your own ass, why don’t you help me out," Stiles said, eyes flashing down to his erection.
"Help you?" Malia asked, already turning around. "Get up here then."
Stiles was kneeling on the bed across from her in no time, but before his hands could start undoing his pants, Malia's hands were there. She gave him a tongue filled kiss as he felt her undo the belt first, before more pressure was relieved from around his waist as his button was undone.
The werecoyote had made short work of his last remaining clothes and was stroking his cock, which glided with ease in her hand, getting harder. It reached its full height and thickness when she dropped down low onto knees and elbows and took his swelling head in her mouth.
“God, I love blowjobs,” Stiles muttered to himself with a big shit-eating grin.
Looking down, Stiles observed as Malia stroked his long shaft a few times before parting her lips and engulfing the first several inches inside her warm orifice. The near-feral girl wasted no time with pleasantries as she immediately got down to business. After taking a few long sucks at only the tip of his cock, using her tongue to lick his sensitive pee slit, Malia pushed over half of his length into her mouth until his head was pressed against the back of her throat.
"Ugghhh," Stiles grunted his approval. "So talented with your mouth."
Having fallen in love with giving blowjobs since she started dating Stiles, Malia went about getting him good and hard for more fun to come. She figured she wouldn't be blowing him for long, not that she would have minded of course. But given the promises of anal sex and how much Stiles crazed it, she knew he'd want to get to business sooner rather than later.
Malia held back a smile when Stiles groaned again when the werecoyote pushed her head down lower and took more of his cock into her mouth. She could imagine his mouth agape and eyes rolling into the back of his skull as he marveled at the ability she possessed to please with her mouth. However much she enjoyed the feel of his hard cock in her hand while he throbbed between her lips, what Malia wanted more right now was his prick in a different orifice. Which was why the next words that left his mouth filled her with happiness.
"Need to be inside you," Stiles practically demanded.
Malia wasn't going to argue at that request and allowed the boy to grab her around her narrow hips and flip her over onto her back. Her face was now pointing skyward but still close to his body, so he leaned over her head and tits, his cock dangling against the smooth skin of her breasts and flipped her around.
"Whoa," Malia squalled, excited to be manhandled by her horny boyfriend.
With her in position, Stiles waited no longer to get inside her. Clutching his cock around the base, the excited man kneeled closer and plunged half his length into her snatch before stopping his momentum. Malia moaned loudly as he penetrated her sex, but then felt a longing to have him back when he pulled out nearly all the way.
"Damn," Stiles swore, plowing back into her.
"Mhmm...awwhh...much better," Malia groaned.
This time when Stiles stroked back inside her wetness he went all the way, much to her happiness. By the next time the goofy boy repeated the action, her tits bounced up towards her face given the force he used. She loved it and begged for more, so the next time he plunged into her depths, her boobs nearly smacked her in the face.
"Fffuuuccckkk," Malia dragged out the curse word.
Malia was in pure bliss at the moment as Stiles used her body as he wished. It was exactly what she was longing for, to be used by him, filled by him. Sure, any cock could be doing what he was doing, pistoning into her wet pussy like a machine, but it was the way he did it. The twist of his hips when he speared inside, the upward grind when buried deep to stimulate her clit and the rest of it.
"God, you feel so good," Stiles barked, echoing her sentiments.
Malia's smile and reply was stifled when the goofy boy leaned down and kissed her the next time he thrust deep into her. He pressed his chest against her pillowy tits, stopping them from bouncing and allowing her pink circles to dig against his slightly sweaty skin. His tongue filled her mouth and she moaned against it while his prick wiggled and poked inside her.
"How about I turn around and get on it," Malia offered.
"Best idea I've heard all week,” Stiles agreed
Malia wasn't happy as his dick left her, but the sight of Stiles's glistening cock, slick in her juices, broke her of that. She ran a hand over his rippled abs as he pulled out of her warm snatch before moving to allow him his turn to lay on his back on the bed.
"Now lay back and let me ride the hell out of you," she told him.
Stiles could have no complaints with that sexy comment, nor could he with the view he got as he watched his curvy girlfriend crawl to the level of his groin. Her long leg went over his waist before she sat back, not needing her hand to help as his tip poked around her lower lips before finding its mark.
"I love how good you feel," Stiles groaned as his tool was engulfed in her moist heat.
Malia flipped her long, shiny hair out of her face and descended all the way down his lengthy cock. With her sitting on his lap, Malia grinded back and forth to rub him deep in her pussy, hitting every zone possible. It also allowed Stiles the chance to have a breather after the energetic fucking he was performing on her minutes ago.
However, with him that deep inside her, Malia decided to give him a good show by raising a few inches up before snapping back down. The result was her thick ass crashing down to his lap while smacking against each other. It made an audible clapping noise as her luscious ass cheeks shook in a maneuver that made her boy stiffen harder.
"I knew you'd like that," Malia said, looking back over her shoulder as his hands palmed her ass.
Up and down Malia rode on his cock, all while Stiles's eyes stayed transfixed on her ass. For such a slender teenager, Malia sported a surprisingly thick booty. From there, his mind would wonder how it would feel to travel Malia’s dirt road, and how it would compare to Lydia’s. Lydia was never shy about letting him fuck her ass, or any guy do that deed for that matter, and tonight was his chance to do so with Malia.
Stiles grabbed Malia's shapely hips and pulled them down towards his sex. She got the point after a few more bucks up his shaft and finally settled in his lap with his cock buried deep in her pussy. Instinctively Malia began grinding her hips in place, making him feel her velvety cunt around the lower parts of his dick. However, it was his action which was the most bold and surprising.
"Whoa," Malia shrieked before calming herself.
His finger, wet in saliva after seconds of sucking on it, was placed against her backdoor. Much like he had done earlier, Stiles pressed it forward, gently yet firmly until her sphincter relented again. Unlike last time though, the werecoyote already had a big cock filling one of her holes, and even now she could feel his padded fingertip touching his tool threw the thin membrane separating them.
"Keep riding, nice and slow," he told her.
Malia did as she was commanded after a second. Stiles didn't try to push his finger any deeper, instead he held it firmly in her ass up to the second knuckle and allowed her to ascend his cock once more. By the time she crashed back down and started to raise up again, she stopped thinking of the digit in her dumper and was focused back on how good it felt to fuck her boyfriend.
Stiles watched on as Malia became more comfortable with a finger in her ass. After another minute she was back to her original speed of bouncing on his cock, taking him deep in her snatch all while his fist clattered against her rounded cheeks.
"I think...I like it," Malia admitted.
Stiles was going to tell her of his intention to double the amount in her ass but the way she was adjusted told him she'd be fine. With his free hand he had her slow down her reverse thrusts until stopping her completely.
Malia wiggled her ass, thinking she knew what was to happen. She was proven correct when a second finger pad was felt probing her starfish before pushing into her backdoor. This time she didn't skirt away or grunt in discomfort as the finger went in to join its neighbor without much difficulty.
"And here I thought you didn't like any butt play," Stiles asked, observing as she rocked her great booty back on his fingers and cock.
"What can I say, you bring it out in me," she replied with a sultry look over her shoulder.
"So, second thoughts at all," Stiles asked, not too worried for the reply.
"No. I wanna try," Malia said firmly before remembering more of Lydia’s advice from before study group started. "You just have to warm me up a little more. Your cock is bigger than a finger or two."
"Go on your hands and knees," he instructed.
Malia was being 100% compliant and did as the goofy boy asked her. When she was in position she saw him go to her nightstand and grab a bottle of lotion. Stiles was always prepared! He placed a big dollop of the clear fluid on his digits then did likewise to the very center of Malia’s backdoor. Malia wiggled as the cool cream touched her most taboo of places but a steadying hand from Stiles stopped her. Next she felt his soft padded fingers rubbing her crinkled ring...then discomfort.
"Ugghh," Malia moaned as she pitched forward.
Though she was fine taking him minutes before, the difference then was the fact a big cock was pleasuring her twat. This time, the couple was overconfident and Malia had learnt the lesson that when it came to taking anything up her ass, caution was the name of the game until she was more comfortable with the act.
Stiles had attempted to put two thick fingers into her asshole and things didn't go great. Her sphincter had relaxed and allowed him entry, however the shock of the penetration was too much for Malia, but he wasn't going to give up.
"Relax," he told her. "Rest down."
Malia did as she was asked again, lowering herself so her face and perky tits were on her soft bed. Her ass remained up in the air right in front of Stiles, which was the worrying part since he had a determined look on his face.
This time before she felt his fingers she felt something softer, wetter. His tongue. Stiles was tossing her salad, licking her starfish, eating her asshole...and it felt nice. Good even. He did it for a few minutes, his oral sex always was great and lengthy then he slipped in a finger. It was gentle but was completely embedded in her ass and she barely registered it.
"Mmm," she found herself moaning.
This time, when he added a second, she didn't buck to get him away or grunt in pain. Instead it was a seamless transition with the briefest flickering of discomfort that soon vanished. For the next little while, the goofy boy fingered the asshole of the beautiful supernatural creature all while she moaned.
"So," he asked, withdrawing after a while.
"That felt...good," she surprised herself by saying.
"Rub your clit," he told her.
Malia didn't waiver as her hand shot down, quick as a snake, to flick her sensitive bean. No sooner had it happened when Stiles pressed a third finger tightly against the others and pushed forward. The werecoyote felt her hole stretch then allow him access while any pain was pushed aside by the waves of pleasure.
"How many is that," she moaned.
"Enough," Stiles answered.
Malia felt the bed creak and shift underneath her as her boyfriend moved around. She didn't have to look back to know that Stiles was moving directly behind her, which was true. His hard dick was in his free hand while his other stopped blasting his three fingers into her asshole. Calmly, Stiles placed his cock right up against the digits in her ass then withdrew them from her anus slowly, so as to not cause her pain. Once clear of her hole he acted quickly to take advantage of the gape that remained as he nestled his purple head against the hole then moved his hips forward smoothly.
"Ho...ly...God you're in my ass," Malia screamed in a fairly low tone.
His thick cock had finally broke through the tightness of her sphincter and now his tip was penetrating the hole that hadn't been fucked ever. As if her words weren't enough of a tip-off, Stiles could feel her clench up with every fiber of her being, preventing him from moving within her though he had no intention yet. Stiles waited with his tool placed an inch within her bowels for Malia to grow relaxed, however this took nearly a minute. Just like he knew she would, her breathing started to return to normal and he observed the tight cords of the muscles running alongside her spine lose their tone.
"Keep touching yourself," Stiles reminded.
“Right,” Malia nodded, a thin sheen of sweat populating her brow.
Malia had forgotten all about that aspect, actually she had forgotten about everything the second his huge cock entered her rectum. The initial penetration wasn't very painful given the thorough work Stiles had done to loosen her up, however the fear and uncertainty of being sodomized had overcome her.
Now hearing Stiles's calming voice and relaxed presence behind her, she returned to her original mindset of being determined to try anal sex again. The fact Stiles wasn't pushing the issue and attempting to blast through her defences really helped put her mind at ease.
"Mhmm," Malia moaned as she found her clit.
Stiles also took her moan as a warning that she was ready for more. The beautiful girl touching her most pleasurable spot seemed to melt her hardness, more specifically he felt the iron grip of her asshole relent from squeezing the hell out of his member. He took advantage by slowly pushing the next inch of his cock into her backdoor, then stopped.
"Still good?" Stiles asked, slowly retreating to his initial depth.
He wasn't going to push her too far too soon but he wasn't going to stop and stand still. Taking it easy, Stiles worked the very tip of his cock into her ass one inch at a time. The approach was working and soon he found that nearly half his considerable length was buried in her sculpted booty, however any time he tried progressing further his attempt was blocked by her clenching down.
Stiles figured she may need more than just kind words so he bent at the waist without thrusting more of his member inside her ass. He placed his lips against her left shoulder blade and kissed the skin, sensing a tingle rip through her body. Malia moaned in response to his intimate touch then remembered to keep rubbing her clit. The combination was key, as when Stiles brought his hips slowly forward he made half an inch more progress before reversing course.
"Awhh...ohh," Malia grunted, more from pleasure than aggravation as he continued pushing more meat into her booty.
She tightened up a few more times but Stiles had the recipe for that down pat now. He would pause and start kissing her back, hitting her spine, shoulders or neck, it didn't matter. When she was relaxed again, Malia would initiate and push backwards towards him, which made him so hot knowing she was essentially fucking her own ass using his cock.
"That's it, doing so good," he complimented the sodomized girl.
"Not sure...how much more...I can take," Malia said through gritted teeth.
Stiles couldn't help but laugh. "Really? Because that's all I have to offer."
Malia couldn't believe her ears, that she had successfully taken all seven inches of Stiles's thick veiny cock in her tight little ass. But when he swiveled his hips she felt him against her, his wiry pubic hairs tickling her plump ass cheeks.
"Holy crap," Malia gushed in pride. "I'm one bad ass anal chick now!"
Stiles smiled but was more interested in fucking the beautiful girl in the ass rather then be proud of her just yet. Pulling half of his length from her rectum, Stiles stopped then pushed all the way in, stopping only when his groin smacked her cheeks with just enough force to cause them to ripple.
"Ahh…little easier," Malia warned as her hand sprang backwards and was placed on his stomach in order for him to take it easier.
"Should I stop," he asked, concerned he went too fast too soon.
"God no," she swore. "Just a bit slower, stud."
This time when Stiles took greater care to slide in and out of her lubricated asshole, Malia couldn't believe the feelings she was experiencing. It wasn't as pleasant as regular sex, but when she rubbed herself strong enough and he hit into her a certain way, it actually was more intense.
By now Stiles was stroking his whole length into her backside and the pain was all but gone. If he went too suddenly forward or was too jerky withdrawing then there would be a flash of discomfort, but by and large it was feeling good, damn good actually.
The feeling of a cock in her ass, fucking her with his whole meaty shaft was hard to describe. She felt so completely full and that gave her an oddly pleasurable experience, while her fingers which continued to friction her clit added an extra layer of bliss.
"Tell me how much you like it," Stiles told her, growing confident.
"So much. I like it so much," Malia moaned for him.
She was enjoying herself so Stiles decided to push his luck by using more power. It was a slow increase but he was using more force to thrust into her all the same. He only used half his length until he was sure she was able to handle it, then steadily used more of his shaft until his pole from bulbous head to his thick base was sliding into her backdoor.
"Fuck me," Malia swore, head swinging between her arms. "Fuck my ass."
Stiles grinned like a demon when she begged for him to continue sodomizing her, but the smug look was whipped from his face when her anal hole winked around his shaft. Going tit for tat, Stiles decided to stimulate another sensual zone on his lovely girl by using a hand to reach around her back and find the nipple of one swinging breast.
She lowered her face to the mattress and bit into the sheets, stifling a moan in the process. Stiles was now fucking her ass, tweaking her sensitive nipple all while she rubbed her own clit. All in all, much to her utter shock, Malia was getting pushed closer and closer to a second orgasm of the night, one that would easily surpass her first in magnitude of intensity.
Meanwhile while Malia felt her orgasm building up within her wet core, Stiles was moving closer to one of his own. Working his entire cock into such a tight ass was taking an unbelievable toll on his resistance even though he had cum with Lydia less than an hour ago.
"God, that's a tight ass," Stiles groaned in his typical corniness.
"Oh shit...oh shit...I think I'm gonna cum," Malia shocked herself by screaming.
Though it had been coming for a little while, her pending orgasm was still shocking for Malia to experience. Given how this was her first time, she was hoping that this time wouldn't hurt much. Never in her wildest dream did she expect her boyfriend to ass fuck her to cumming on their first time at trying this intense sex act.
With a loud shriek of utter delight, Malia creamed all over her wildly rubbing fingers. It caused her whole body to stiffen, then start to twitch and she was only vaguely aware of Stiles slowing his thrusts to a crawl until she was completely spent, orgasmic bliss washing over every nerve fiber of her body.
"Nngghhhh," Stiles groaned.
His goal was to ride out her orgasm with only the slightest stroking into her then take advantage of the relaxation of her afterwards. Though it almost drained him completely, Stiles withheld and was rewarded with feeling her asshole loosen up significantly. This time when the goofy boy thrust into her, he did so with a new power, cranking the thrusting force up significantly. He pulled his hand away from pulling her nipple and used both to grip tightly onto her curvy hips and hold her still. Over and over he reared back his hips, only to bring his cock deep into her ass with a new savagery.
"Ohh shit," Malia swore with his new approach.
His new thrusts were harder than ever before but not painful so Malia didn't complain. She knew there was no way for her to cum again so she figured she would let him use her body however he wanted to get his own climax. Which, she would soon learn, wasn’t too far away.
“Getting close,” Stiles warned.
"Cum for me baby," she encouraged.
Malia’s firm ass was proving too much for him. He pushed in a few more times, taking only a second to do so, then felt his balls start to tighten up. One last deep thrust, Stiles appreciated the feel of her curvy bottom against his thick patch of hair.
"Ugh! Oh Lord! Need to cum," Stiles grunted, orgasm seconds away.
"Mhmm...yes...cum in my ass," Malia practically begged, her response barely heard over the noise of their sweat covered bodies slamming into each other.
Though he had been in control throughout their tryst, Stiles was fine with Malia calling the shots on where his seed was spilled. Pleased with her choice, Stiles tightly clenched the gorgeous woman's hips and tossed his head back, feeling every muscle in his body shudder at the same time. With one final action, Stiles buried himself in Malia's ass for the last time before blasting several streams of thick warm cum into her rectum, filling up the cavity with his seed. He held himself still in the depths of her bowels until his dick had emptied completely and he collapsed backwards onto his bed.
"My God," Stiles huffed exhaustedly.
There was silence for a few minutes, in which time Stiles remained on his back with Malia cuddled into his side. They both drank in deep breathes as they recovered their energies and their wits.
“That was surprisingly fun,” Malia said, grinning over at her boyfriend.
“Fun doesn’t quite say enough,” Stiles grinned back.
“Should we shower and do it again?”
Her answer was first a shocked look on his cute face, followed by Stiles springing from the bed, grabbing her hand in the process to drag her to the shower.
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