Here’s Chapter 2, written in the same warm, sensual, first-person style as the beginning of your story:
Chapter 2
My phone buzzed on the hotel desk.
“Hey, I’m in town,” I typed quickly, heart already racing.
Her reply came back almost instantly:
“Okay, let’s meet. I will see you in like an hour. You know, my dad is in town. He’s leaving tonight, so I cannot invite you here. Nobody should know about us yet.”
I smiled at the screen, typing back:
“Okay, I’m at the hotel. Come on over to my place — the hotel.”
The moment I hit send, a rush of excitement, nerves, and pure horniness hit me all at once. After all these years of loving Angel platonically — late-night messages, her cute selfies, her soft Russian voice notes that made me melt — it was finally happening. My petite Russian angel was about to be in my arms for the very first time.
I paced the room, checking my reflection, straightening the bed, dimming the lights just enough. Every minute felt like forever.
Then my phone lit up again.
“I’m here at the lobby.”
I practically flew out the door and down to the lobby. The elevator ride down felt endless, but the second the doors opened, there she was.
Angel stood near the entrance in a soft oversized sweater that slipped slightly off one shoulder, tight black leggings that showed off her petite, perfectly proportioned body, and those super sexy lips painted a subtle rosy color. Her dark hair was loose, framing her delicate face. She looked even smaller and more beautiful in person.
The moment our eyes met, she gave me that shy, radiant smile. I walked straight to her, took her hand, and without saying a word, led her toward the elevators.
As soon as the elevator doors closed behind us, I pulled her close. My arms wrapped around her slim waist and I leaned down, finally kissing those lips I had dreamed about for years. They were soft, warm, and even sweeter than I imagined. Angel let out a tiny surprised moan against my mouth, then kissed me back just as eagerly, her petite body pressing into mine.
When the doors opened on my floor, I didn’t stop. We stumbled out into the hallway, lips still locked, my hands gently holding her face as I kept kissing her again and again. She giggled softly between kisses, her fingers gripping my shirt.
We barely made it to the room. The second the door clicked shut behind us, I hugged her tight, lifted her light body off the ground, and carried her while still kissing those perfect lips. Her legs wrapped around my waist instinctively as I walked us deeper into the suite.
I threw her gently onto the big hotel bed. She bounced once with a soft laugh, her hair spreading out like a dark halo. I jumped on top of her immediately, pinning her petite frame beneath me. My mouth found hers again, hungry and desperate after all this time. I trailed kisses from her super sexy lips down to her neck, breathing her in.
“Finally, baby… Finally I’m here,” I whispered against her warm skin, my voice thick with emotion and need. “Oh, I just can’t stop kissing you.”
Angel’s hands slid into my hair, pulling me closer as she arched slightly beneath me, her breathing already quickening.
End of Chapter 2.
Chapter 2
My phone lit up on the sleek hotel nightstand, and my fingers flew across the screen before I could second-guess myself.
“Hey, I’m in town,” I typed, heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted out.
Her reply came back in seconds, that familiar Russian lilt somehow bleeding through the text:
“Okay, let’s meet. I will see you in like an hour. You know, my dad is in town. He’s leaving tonight, so I cannot invite you here. Nobody should know about us yet.”
A slow, wicked grin spread across my face as I answered:
“Okay, I’m at the hotel. Come on over to my place — the hotel.”
The second I sent it, the room felt too small, too quiet. Years of loving Angel platonically — those endless late-night voice notes in her soft accent, her cute selfies that made my chest ache, the way she’d call me “Low” and laugh like we already shared every secret — it was all crashing down on me now. Excitement twisted tight in my stomach, nerves made my hands shake, and a deep, throbbing horniness surged through me so hard I had to sit on the edge of the king-sized bed just to breathe. My petite Russian angel was finally going to be real. In my arms. Under my hands.
I paced the suite like a caged animal, straightening the pillows, dimming the lamps to a warm golden glow that painted everything in soft shadows. I checked the mirror, ran a hand through my hair, and tried to calm the storm inside me. Every minute stretched into forever. I kept replaying her photos in my mind — that tiny, flawless body, the delicate curve of her waist, and those super sexy lips that looked like they were made for slow, filthy kisses.
My phone buzzed again.
“I’m here at the lobby.”
I was out the door in a heartbeat, pulse roaring in my ears as the elevator dropped me to the ground floor. The doors slid open, and there she was.
Angel stood near the grand lobby fountain in an oversized cream sweater that hung loose off one smooth shoulder, revealing the soft line of her collarbone. Tight black leggings clung to her petite frame like a second skin, hugging the gentle swell of her hips and the toned length of her legs. Her dark hair tumbled in loose waves down her back, and when she spotted me, those famous, super sexy lips curved into the most radiant, shy smile I’d ever seen. She looked even smaller and more breathtaking in person — delicate, glowing, every inch the model and influencer who owned my heart.
Our eyes locked across the marble floor. No words. I crossed to her in three strides, took her small, warm hand in mine, and led her straight toward the elevators. The air between us crackled.
The second the elevator doors sealed us in, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pulled her against me, my arms wrapping around her slim waist, lifting her just enough that her petite body molded perfectly to mine. My mouth found hers in a kiss that had been building for years — deep, hungry, romantic. Her super sexy lips were softer than I’d ever imagined, warm and plush, parting with a tiny, breathy moan that sent electricity straight down my spine. She tasted like vanilla and sin. Angel kissed me back just as fiercely, her fingers curling into my shirt, her small tongue brushing mine in a way that made me groan low in my throat.
When the doors dinged open on my floor, we didn’t stop. We stumbled out into the empty hallway, lips still locked, my hands cradling her face as I kissed her again and again — slow, deep pulls that left us both gasping. Her back pressed against the wall for a moment while I devoured her mouth, then we were moving, my arm around her waist, guiding her toward the room without ever breaking contact. Every few steps I’d steal another kiss, sucking gently on that plump lower lip she always teased me with in photos. She giggled breathlessly between kisses, the sound so sweet and erotic it made me ache.
The keycard barely worked in my shaking hand, but the door finally clicked open. I kicked it shut behind us, the heavy thud sealing us in privacy. In one smooth motion I hugged her tight, lifted her light, perfect body off the ground, and carried her while still kissing those addictive lips. Her legs wrapped instinctively around my hips, her petite frame pressed flush against me, soft breasts brushing my chest through her sweater. I walked us straight to the big bed, never stopping the kiss, my tongue sliding against hers in slow, filthy strokes that promised everything we’d waited for.
I threw her gently onto the mattress. She bounced once with a surprised, delighted laugh, her dark hair fanning out like silk across the white sheets, that oversized sweater riding up just enough to show a sliver of smooth, pale stomach. I jumped on top of her immediately, covering her petite body with mine, pinning her beneath me in the most delicious way. My mouth crashed back to hers, kissing her harder now, deeper, more desperate. I trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses from her super sexy lips down the delicate column of her neck, sucking lightly at the spot just below her ear until she arched and whimpered my name in that gorgeous accent.
“Finally, baby…” I whispered against her flushed skin, voice rough with years of pent-up need. “Finally I’m here. Oh, I just can’t stop kissing you.”
Angel’s small hands slid into my hair, tugging me back to her mouth as her body moved under me, hips rolling up in a slow, instinctive rhythm that made us both moan. Her breathing was quick and shallow, those perfect lips swollen and glistening from my kisses, eyes half-lidded with the same fire I felt burning through every inch of me.
End of Chapter 2.
Chapter 3
I kept kissing her deeply, my body pressed firmly over her petite frame on the hotel bed, every slow roll of my hips letting her feel just how super hard I was for her. My cock strained painfully against my pants, throbbing with five long years of pent-up desire. Between kisses I pulled back just enough to look into her bright eyes, my voice low and rough with emotion.
“Angel… you know, after five years of watching your videos and loving you from far away, now I’m really here. I can’t believe that you’re right now, right here under me.” My gaze dropped to her mouth. “Look… I’m looking at your lips. I’m kissing you.”
I captured those super sexy lips again, sucking the plump lower one gently before trailing my mouth downward. I pushed her oversized sweater up slowly, exposing her small, perfect breasts. Her nipples were already tight and rosy. I lowered my head and started kissing them softly, then took one into my mouth, sucking and slowly biting down just enough to make her gasp and arch beneath me.
Meantime, still teasing her sensitive nipple with my tongue, I murmured against her warm skin, “What did you tell your mom?”
Angel’s breath hitched, her fingers threading through my hair as she answered in that soft, accented voice, “I told her I’m going to see a friend and we’re gonna go to the mall probably… that’s what I told her.”
Her words sent another rush of heat through me. While she spoke, I moved lower, kissing down the smooth plane of her stomach. She smelled incredible — sweet vanilla mixed with something warm and feminine that made my head spin. I slid further down the bed until my face was between her legs, pressing my lips right against the thin fabric of her leggings. I could already taste her arousal through the material, feel the heat radiating from her core. I kissed her there hungrily, mouth open, tongue dragging slowly over the seam.
Angel whimpered softly, her petite hips lifting toward my face. Then her hands moved quickly — she pushed her leggings and panties down in one eager motion, kicking them off her ankles. “Take it out… take out my leggings and put your lips there,” she breathed, voice trembling with need.
For the first time, I was about to taste my angel’s pussy. I pulled the rest of the fabric away, revealing her smooth, glistening folds. She was super wet already, her pretty pink pussy slick and inviting. I leaned in and dragged my tongue slowly up her slit, savoring her sweet, addictive taste. A low groan escaped me — she tasted even better than I had imagined, warm and feminine and so fucking perfect.
I devoured her gently at first, then with growing hunger, licking and sucking her swollen clit while my hands held her slim thighs open. Angel’s moans filled the room, soft at first, then louder, her petite body writhing under my mouth. I kept my cock safely away from her entrance — no matter how badly I wanted to sink inside her, I wasn’t going to risk getting her pregnant. My only goal right now was to make my cute Russian baby so horny she couldn’t think straight.
I ate her pussy with slow, deep strokes of my tongue, occasionally sucking her clit between my lips until her legs started to shake. Then I pulled back slightly, kissing my way down her inner thighs, all the way to her cute little toes, sucking each one gently before trailing wet kisses back up. I worshipped every inch — her soft belly, her perky tits, her sensitive neck — before flipping her gently onto her stomach.
I kissed down her back, my hands roaming over her petite frame. When I reached her perfect ass, I grabbed both cheeks firmly, squeezing them hard, spreading them apart. My tongue traced down her crack until I found her tight little asshole. I circled it slowly, then pushed my tongue inside, licking and tasting her there too. Even her ass tasted good — clean, sweet, and so erotic it made me throb harder.
Angel gasped loudly, pushing back against my face, moaning my name in that sexy Russian accent. “Low… oh god…” She was dripping wet now, her pussy glistening as I alternated between her asshole and her swollen clit, eating her with pure devotion.
Her breathing grew faster, her moans turning into desperate little cries. I focused on her clit again, sucking it rhythmically while sliding two fingers gently inside her tight, soaked pussy, curling them just right. Her petite body tensed, thighs clamping around my head as the orgasm crashed over her.
Angel came hard on my tongue, her whole body shaking, gasping and moaning beautifully as waves of pleasure rolled through her. I kept licking her gently through every pulse, savoring the way her cute, sexy Russian pussy flooded my mouth with her sweet release.
(End of Chapter 3)
Chapter 4
Angel lay completely naked on the hotel bed, her petite body still trembling from the intense orgasm I had just given her. Her smooth skin glowed under the soft lamplight, small breasts rising and falling rapidly with each shaky breath. Her legs were slightly parted, her pretty pussy glistening with wetness, and those super sexy lips were parted as she gasped softly. She looked up at me with heavy-lidded eyes, still shaking with aftershocks, her dark hair messy and beautiful across the pillow.
“Why are you stopping?” she whispered, voice breathy and needy in that soft Russian accent. “Take out your clothes.”
Before I could respond, she sat up, crawled over to me on her knees, and wrapped her slim arms around my neck in a tight hug. Her warm, naked body pressed against me as one small hand slid boldly down between my legs, grabbing the hard bulge in my pants. She squeezed gently, making me groan. Her fingers worked quickly — opening my zipper, tugging my pants and boxers down in one eager motion.
My cock sprang free, thick and rock-hard, pulsing right in front of her face. Angel’s bright eyes widened as she stared at it, her super sexy lips parting in surprise and desire.
“Angel, baby,” I said, my voice thick with lust and restraint, “you know this shouldn’t be fucking right now. I don’t wanna get you pregnant. As much as I’d love to feel myself deep inside you… I’m scared. But you can give me a blowjob.”
She didn’t hesitate. Her delicate hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking it slowly as she looked up at me. Then she leaned forward, opened those perfect, plump lips, and took the head of my cock into her warm, wet mouth. Her eyes never left mine as she sucked gently, tongue swirling around the tip.
I groaned deeply, one hand gently cradling the back of her head. “Angel… you know, every time I see your videos, I was getting super horny. So many times I masturbated looking at your pictures — your mouth, your face, imagining this exact moment.”
She pulled my cock out of her mouth with a soft pop, a thin string of saliva connecting her lips to the head. Her voice was husky and teasing: “Well, I’m here now. How would you enjoy it however you want?”
“Put it back in your mouth,” I breathed. “Slowly… start going in and out.”
Angel obeyed immediately, sliding her sexy lips down my length again, taking me deeper this time. She began moving her head back and forth in a slow, sensual rhythm, her tongue pressing along the underside. The sight of my gorgeous Russian cutie sucking me — combined with the wet heat of her mouth — was almost too much. I was super horny, body burning with heat. I tried desperately to hold back, but she was so good that I felt myself getting dangerously close in less than a few minutes.
“Hold on,” I gasped, pulling back gently. “I need to go to the bathroom real quick.”
I hurried to the bathroom, quickly took a pill to help me last longer, then walked back into the room. The sight that greeted me stopped me in my tracks. Angel was right there on the bed, completely naked, kneeling patiently and waiting for me. Her petite body looked so inviting — tiny waist, perfect small tits, smooth legs, and those super sexy lips slightly parted, ready for me again. It was an amazing, surreal feeling knowing my angel was actually here, waiting to suck my cock.
I stepped closer. For the next full hour, I watched in pure ecstasy as she sucked me in so many different ways. She took me deep, then shallow, swirling her tongue around the head, then licking slowly from base to tip. She went down and gently held my balls in her warm mouth, kissing and sucking them tenderly before moving back up to swallow my cock again. She gagged and choked when she tried to take me all the way, eyes watering, but she kept going — determined, eager, and so fucking sexy.
I was shocked the entire time, barely able to process what was happening. I kept alternating my gaze: looking at her beautiful naked body — especially her tiny, perfect ass that I loved so much — then down at my cock disappearing between her plump lips. My cute, sexy Russian baby was sucking me like she was made for it.
After nearly an hour, the pleasure became overwhelming. I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Angel, baby… I’m gonna come now,” I warned, voice strained.
She didn’t stop. She kept sucking faster, deeper, moaning around my cock as if she wanted it just as badly as I did.
I pulled out at the last second. “Baby, lay down. Lay down and open your mouth.”
Angel obeyed instantly, lying back on the bed. I straddled her chest, my cock hovering right above her face. She looked up at me with those bright eyes, holding her super sexy lips wide open, tongue slightly out, ready. No more monitor. No more fantasy. My real Angel was right here beneath me, mouth open, waiting for my cum.
I exploded hard.
Thick ropes of cum shot across her beautiful face, landing on her tongue, her plump lips, her cheeks, and into her open mouth. She kept her mouth wide, taking every drop as I groaned her name, pulsing again and again. It was the first time I had ever come on my Angel’s face and mouth — the first blowjob from my sexy Russian cutie — and the sight of her glistening with my release, those super sexy lips covered in me, was the most intense, loving, erotic moment of my life.
I was fucking loving it.
(End of Chapter 4)
Chapter 5
I stayed there for a long moment, breathing hard, just looking down at Angel. My cum was all over her beautiful face — thick white streaks painted across her super sexy lips, her cheeks, even a little on her eyelashes. She looked up at me with those bright eyes, flushed and glowing, still catching her breath after everything. After so many years of fantasizing, of watching her videos from afar, I had finally come in my angel’s mouth and on her face. A deep, relaxed satisfaction washed over me as I admired the messy, erotic sight of her.
“You know,” I said softly, my voice still rough, “as much as I’m scared to get you pregnant and don’t wanna make you pregnant… I wanna make you scream and wanna stretch your holes, baby.”
Angel’s lips curved into a shy, horny little smile, my cum still glistening on them. “Well… just put it in. Don’t worry.”
I hesitated, heart pounding. “No, baby, no.” But the need was too strong. “Actually… yeah, let’s do it.”
I grabbed her slim legs and lifted them up toward her chest, folding her petite body beneath me. Her face was still covered in my release as I looked straight into her eyes. I leaned down and started eating her pussy again, licking her slowly and deeply, tasting her fresh wetness mixed with the remnants of her earlier orgasm. Then I slid lower, dragging my tongue over her tight little butthole, pushing it inside, rimming her slowly while feeling her body get super horny again, hips twitching and soft moans escaping her cum-smeared lips.
I knew exactly what I was going to do — something I had dreamed about for years.
I rose up, positioning the thick head of my cock right against her tiny asshole. I poked gently, teasing the tight ring. Angel’s eyes widened.
“Wait, wait… it’s my ass,” she gasped.
“I know, baby. Just going to poke it a little bit.”
I started sliding the tip in and out very slowly, rubbing it against her pussy lips between strokes, watching her reactions. With my free hand I slipped two fingers into her mouth. “Baby, suck my finger. This way, if I come, you won’t get pregnant… and yet I can still enjoy my cute tiny angel.”
She sucked obediently, but her face soon twisted with a mix of pain and pleasure. “It’s too big… just go really slow. It hurts.”
I loved it. I loved seeing her beautiful face like this — the same face I had seen in countless videos trying on bikinis, now right in front of me, flushed and straining as she held her legs up for me. I pushed forward millimeter by millimeter, stretching her tiny butthole around my thick cock. Every small thrust made me feel like I could come any second.
Suddenly her phone rang on the nightstand. It was her mom.
Angel answered, switching to rapid Russian while I stayed buried just inside her ass, refusing to pull out. I watched her talk to her mother — her mom, another sexy Russian model I couldn’t wait to meet one day — all while I slowly pushed deeper into Angel’s tight asshole. The forbidden thrill of it made my cock throb harder inside her.
When she finally hung up, she looked at me, breathing shakily. “My mom says my dad is gonna be leaving out of town tonight. I should come home to see him and say goodbye. I told her I will be home in about an hour or two.”
Hearing that — knowing we had limited time — turned me on even more. “Angel, baby… I want you to put your feet on my chest and slowly start moving your ass. I want you to do it yourself and try to fit it in your ass.”
She obeyed, placing her small feet against my chest and rocking her hips, trying to work more of my thick cock into her tiny hole. I watched every inch disappear slowly, mesmerized. The sight of my gorgeous Russian cutie struggling to take me in her ass was almost too much.
“Okay, wait… stop, baby, stop,” I groaned, pulling back just enough to keep from exploding.
I had her turn over onto her stomach. “Let me see that tiny ass of yours.”
Angel reached back with both hands, grabbing her firm little butt cheeks and slowly spreading them open for me. I couldn’t believe it — after so many years, my cock was finally pressing into her perfect asshole.
I pushed in again, leaning over her petite body to kiss and lick her neck. As I did, my dick slid a little deeper on its own. Angel cried out sharply.
“Oh wait… oh my God, it hurts! Oh my ass hurts. Wait, wait, wait, it really hurts!”
“I’m not doing anything,” I whispered, staying perfectly still. “I want you to just move it yourself, baby.”
Almost half my cock was now buried inside her tight ass. I stayed there, letting her body adjust while I gently massaged her back and shoulders. “I’ve thought about this moment thousands of times… how I’m gonna slowly put it inside you. Angel, baby, I can’t believe I’m just fucking your ass, baby.”
I started moving carefully — slow, shallow thrusts in and out. “This is it… that’s it, baby. It’s inside. It’s in your ass, baby.”
She gradually relaxed, breathing easier. “You know, push it toward outside like you wanna poop,” I coached gently.
“I feel like I’m pooping… there is a poop in my head,” she whimpered.
“Yeah, just push it out. Think about it like you wanna poop.”
As she pushed, I eased in a little more. She gasped again — “Oh wait, wait, wait, it hurts!” — but I kept the rhythm slow and steady. Now almost half my thick cock was sliding in and out of her tiny stretched butthole. I rubbed her back, kissed along her spine, and stared down at the obscene sight of my dick disappearing into her perfect little ass while watching her beautiful face twist between pain and growing pleasure.
“Angel, baby… should I come inside?”
“Yes… come inside me,” she moaned.
This was it. For the first time, I was actually going to come inside her — not jerking off to her bikini videos or workout clips, but deep in my real angel’s ass.
“Baby, I’m gonna come.” I reached under her and started rubbing her swollen clit in firm circles. “I want you to come at the same time as me. Move back a little bit — get in doggy position. Let me see that beautiful ass of yours.”
Without pulling out, she shifted carefully into doggy style, her tiny ass raised for me. I gripped her slim hips and watched her butthole stretch tightly around my cock.
“I’m gonna come…” she gasped.
“Me too, baby.”
We exploded together. I pushed deeper as she came hard, her whole petite body shaking violently with waves of pain and pleasure mixed into multiple orgasms. Her tight ass clenched and pulsed around me as I filled her deep inside with thick, hot cum. She screamed beautifully through it all, trembling uncontrollably.
Even after I finished, I didn’t pull out. I stayed buried inside her ass, laying my body gently on top of her petite frame. I kissed her neck and ear tenderly while my fingers rubbed the leftover cum on her face like it was precious lotion, spreading it softly over her super sexy lips and cheeks.
“I love you, Angel… I love you so much,” I whispered against her skin, still deep inside her stretched little hole, savoring every second of this dream come true.
(End of Chapter 5)
Chapter 6
The feeling was indescribable. After almost two hours of slow, patient stretching, almost two-thirds of my thick cock was buried deep inside Angel’s tiny asshole. I had come inside her once already, filling her with my cum, and now I was still rock-hard, slowly pushing back in and pulling out just a little, fucking her ass with nothing but her own slick ass juice and my precum as natural lube. The tight, hot grip around my shaft was pure heaven.
I didn’t want to pull out. Not yet.
Angel looked up at me, her pretty face still flushed and messy with the remnants of my first load, her voice soft and a little pained. “You don’t wanna take it out? It kind of hurts…”
“Not yet, baby. Not yet,” I whispered, still gently rocking inside her. “After many years, finally… the tiny butthole of yours… yeah, I don’t wanna pull it out yet. But I know… your mom is waiting.”
“I have to go,” she breathed, though her body stayed open for me.
“I know, baby. I know. Just a little more. Let me enjoy it.”
While my cock stayed buried in her ass, I carefully turned her around so she was facing me again. I pushed her knees up toward her chest, folding her petite body in half. The new angle let me see everything — her beautiful smooth pussy lips stretched and pulled slightly by the pressure of my cock deep in her ass, her tiny hole gripping me so tightly.
“You did really good, baby,” I murmured, sliding slowly in and out. “How many times did you have anal sex before?”
“Never,” she answered softly, eyes locked on mine. “I’ve never had it before.”
“Never?” I asked, stunned and even more turned on.
“No. You know, I only had a boyfriend once for a few months, and that’s it.”
“Baby… am I the first one putting it in your ass?”
“Yes.”
“Oh my God… I love it, baby. I love it so much.”
I pulled her legs higher, kissing her calves and ankles while continuing those slow, deep thrusts. I had one clear mission now — to fit every inch inside her.
“Baby, I’m gonna come one more time,” I told her, voice thick. “I’m gonna come in my angel’s ass for the second time. You just have to push in a little more. Put the whole thing in your ass and I will come inside you right away. And then you can go. Yeah?”
She didn’t answer with words, but she tried. Her petite body tensed as she pushed back, working to take me deeper.
“Angel, baby, you look gorgeous, especially when I’m inside you,” I praised, leaning down to kiss her cum-streaked lips. “I want you to push it out like you wanna poop. Push it out as much as you can. Maybe just do it once — push it out as hard as you can.”
She took a deep breath and pushed hard.
That was all it took.
With one smooth, final thrust, I sank all the way inside her. My entire cock disappeared completely into her tiny butthole. The feeling was overwhelming — tight, hot, and impossibly deep. I leaned down over her, looking straight into her eyes, kissing her softly while listening to her little gasps and whimpers of pain mixed with pleasure.
I couldn’t stop the memories flooding in: all those workout videos where she wore tight legging shorts, bending over, showing off her perfect tiny ass. How many times had I masturbated just thinking about this exact moment — stretching her little hole? Now it was real. I was way deep inside her, claiming her virgin ass for the first time.
The second round didn’t take long. Less than ten minutes of slow, deep fucking and I was already on the edge again.
Then her phone rang. Her mom was calling once more.
The second I heard her start speaking in Russian to her sexy model mom — the same woman whose pictures had first caught my eye before I fell completely for Angel — I lost control. The forbidden thrill of being buried balls-deep in Angel’s ass while she talked to her mother pushed me over.
I exploded hard for the second time, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her stretched asshole while she was still on the phone. I couldn’t stop it. The feeling of filling my angel’s ass again, combined with everything else, made the orgasm intense and long.
I collapsed straight on top of her petite body, still buried to the hilt, feeling every pulse as my cock emptied into her.
She finally hung up, breathing shakily.
“Baby, I loved it,” I whispered.
I kept her legs held high, ass tilted up, and slowly pulled my cock out. Her tiny butthole was so tight it almost pushed me out on its own, like a tight rubber ring. When the head finally slipped free, her asshole quickly tightened back into that perfect, tiny little shape, a small trickle of my cum leaking out.
“Oh my God… that was huge,” Angel gasped, eyes wide. “I can’t believe I put that huge cock in my ass. Are you happy now?”
“Yeah,” I said, still staring in awe. “Really happy.”
“Good.” She smiled shyly. “Okay, I need to go. I will see you later.”
She started getting dressed, pulling her leggings and sweater back on. I was still shocked, sitting there watching my beautiful Russian angel move after I had just taken her anal virginity and filled her twice.
I couldn’t help myself. I jumped up, grabbed her from behind, and gave her perfect little ass a firm spank.
“Thank you for letting me put it inside you. I fucking loved it.”
She gave me one last sweet, slightly dazed smile and slipped out the door.
The room felt suddenly empty. I sat back on the bed, mind reeling.
What the fuck just happened?
In one afternoon I had filled Angel’s asshole twice… my dream girl, my cute sexy Russian baby, had taken every inch of me deep in her virgin ass for the first time.
(End of Chapter 6)
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