My neighbor Elena has an enormous ass. It’s big, round and bounces with every step. On more than one occasion, I ascended our building’s stairs behind her, which put her bodacious butt level with my awestruck face.

In those moments, I’d fantasized about what might happen if she were naked and I leaned forward, just a bit. I’d imagined myself face-planting in those soft pillows, my nose disappearing inside her cavernous crack. Once I found her asshole with my tongue, I would grab her hips and hold her steady while I licked her backdoor.

Whenever I bumped into Elena in the hall, tongue-fucking her asshole was never far from my mind.

One evening, I got my wish for some alone time with her. We both work from home, and Elena had long ago floated the idea of a private happy hour. Finally, the stars aligned and I found myself seated at the breakfast bar in Elena’s apartment, while she pulled two glass goblets from a kitchen cabinet.

As she bent to retrieve a bottle of wine from the fridge, she shimmied her hips and wagged her ass. As she stood, she looked over her shoulder and flashed me a saucy look.

“Like what you see?” she asked.

I gulped, not sure how to answer.

“I’ve seen you admiring my ass,” Elena explained.

She slapped her own butt as I looked on, positively awestruck by her audaciousness. Her palm had crashed against her well-cushioned cheek with a resounding crack, making both buns jiggle like a sweet gelatin dessert.

A sultry smile lifted her lips as she asked, “Do you want to kiss it?”

“Wha-what?” I stuttered.

“Do you want to kiss my ass?”

For a split second, I became convinced I was dreaming — that this absolutely could not be happening. But it was real, so I decided to indulge myself.

This time, I didn’t hesitate and responded, “Yes, I do want to kiss your ass.”

Unlike earlier, my words came out clear and confident. I was eager to toss Elena’s salad.

She picked up on my carnal energy. Without a word, she rolled her spandex leggings down and off to reveal her glorious cheeks. She rested a hand on one cheek and rhythmically patted it, as if encouraging me to make my move.

I dropped to my knees behind Elena — a worshipful pose seemed appropriate given the gravity of the moment. I’d fantasized about claiming her ass for months, years even. That night, my dreams would finally come true.

I leaned forward, and an intense, fruity scent swirled around me. It was citrusy with a tropical flair — like a sugary daiquiri served poolside. I’d previously noticed the fragrance lingering in the building’s hallways and elevators, but that was the first time I’d ever connected it to Elena.

My erection twitched within the confines of my pants. I hadn’t laid so much as a finger on Elena, but already, my libido was firing on all cylinders. I ached to sink my stiff shaft inside her tight, enticing asshole.

But first, I needed to give her that kiss. I craned my neck, and my lips collided with Elena’s silky-soft skin. Her ass cheek felt like a plush cushion. I planted a second kiss on the opposite cheek, then grazed her delicate skin with my teeth and gave her a little nibble.

“Do it again, you naughty boy,” she whispered.

Eager to please, I nipped the other cheek, biting just hard enough to leave a faint red mark on her otherwise unblemished flesh.

Elena moaned and arched her back, bumping her butt against my face.

“More!” she demanded.

Who am I to deny a beautiful woman?

I cradled her voluminous cheeks in my palms and kneaded them vigorously, while also peppering the vast terrain with plenty of fiery kisses. Every once in a while I’d nibble at her skin again, then I’d soothe the spot with another brush of my lips.

Although I danced dangerously close to her asshole, I didn’t dare allow my lips or tongue to make contact. Not yet. This was not an experience I cared to rush. Elena’s was an ass meant to be savored.

But my impatient lover pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing her puckered hole. The pink pleated flesh called to me, urging me to lap at its cinched circumference.

“Go on, lick my asshole,” Elena goaded. “You know you want to.”

It was like she’d read my mind.

As soon as I was given the green light, I dove right in. I trailed my tongue from the bottom of her crack all the way up to the top, swirling around her asshole along my journey. When I finally reached the summit, I placed another kiss where her two cheeks met, then I buried my face in her crevice.

Her pillowy cheeks practically enveloped my face. It was like they were giving me a warm, comforting hug. I could stay there forever, perfectly content to remain cocooned in place. There was so much to enjoy, after all.

Eventually, my lips found their way back to Elena’s asshole. Every crease in her rim seemed to ripple beneath my tongue. It reminded me of those swirly, rainbow lollipops I would devour as a kid.

After a few passes of my tongue, Elena relaxed and her hole started to loosen up. I seized the opportunity and wriggled my tongue tip inside.

She tossed her head with a moan, whipping back her long, glistening mane. The ends of her hair tickled the top of my head, but I didn’t mind. I love an expressive woman. Knowing that my actions can reduce a strong, capable gal to a panting, writhing mess makes me feel like the king of the world. The fact that I had admired Elena from afar for so long only made the experience sweeter.

By that point, I felt Elena’s asshole was relaxed enough and wet enough to easily take one finger, maybe even two.

I slurped a finger into my mouth to soak it with split. Next, I used the glossy digit to trace circles around Elena’s rim before finally zeroing in on her rear passage. Her asshole instantly swallowed my finger right to the base. It seemed like a fine time to introduce another.

I looked around the kitchen, hoping to find something to lube up Elena’s rear. My eyes fell on a small container on the counter. It was a bottle of lube. Clearly, Elena had planned this. All of it.

I eased my pointer finger out of her ass, snatched the bottle and squirted a hefty dose directly onto Elena’s hole. She gasped when the liquid collided with her entrance. Then I jumped right back inside her, using two fingers this time.

I noticed my naughty neighbor was playing with her clit, while I lavished attention on her ass. She rapidly rubbed her bud and occasionally dunked a digit in her streaming pussy hole.

That got me real fired up. Hearing Elena express her pleasure was music to my ears, but seeing her play with herself took my arousal to another level.

My dick strained to break free from my pants, and my balls grew tight as I wedged four digits into her dark depths.

The sounds of Elena’s horny moans washed over me. It was gratifying to know that all that time I’d spent fantasizing about her ass, she was craving a scenario like this, too. We both had skin in this game, apparently.

However, conquering Elena’s ass wasn’t my endgame, not by a long shot. I wanted that night to become more than just a blissful memory. I was determined for it to be the beginning of something more. Thoroughly satisfying Elena was the key to making sure I would get to nail her rear again and again, and I needed that guaranteed.

By that point, Elena wasn’t just dipping a finger inside her cunt. Oh no, she was full-on fucking herself. Four of her slender fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy, while my much thicker digits continued to plunder her ass.

I landed a playful smack on her butt and enjoyed watching it jiggle from the impact. I kissed her ass one more time, then I pulled free. I yanked a condom from my pocket before shucking my pants and boxers. I tore through the foil packet and rolled the rubber on as quickly as I could.

Once I was sheathed, I aimed myself at her gaping hole and said, “Brace yourself. I’m going in!”

I squeezed another healthy dose of lube onto my dick and used my glistening cockhead to smear it around her crack. As soon as I thought we were both ready, I pressed the crown of my cock against her enticing asshole.

I groaned loudly. Yeah, pussy is amazing. But if you’ve never plunged your dick inside a tight butt, you, my friend, are missing out. Elena’s snug ass gripped my dick and milked every last ounce of pleasure right out of me. Her generous cheeks acted like bumpers between us, tempering the intensity of my thrusts and extending our ecstasy. The sensations were incredible, and before long, I was busting a nut inside Elena’s backside.

A seemingly infinite supply of cream jetted from my dick. But as I came down from my orgasmic high, the world seemed to spin in slow motion.

I’m happy to say our night didn’t end there. I plopped her up on the counter and ate her syrupy snatch until she came all over my face. As soon as my rejuvenated dick had reinflated, Elena demanded I pound her butt again. I did as ordered, reaming her rear as she called me delightfully dirty names.

I’m glad Elena and I finally got to the bottom of our mutual crush, and our hot and heavy hookups are showing no sign that they’ll ever cool down. Elena’s got what I love most. I’m a lucky guy.