I was at the beach on a sweltering July day for our yearly college volleyball beach camp, where we play hard but still have fun. I got into a small argument with my coach Claire during training, and she told me to go back to my locker. I walked there, babbling along. After hearing me, Claire followed me, tugged my hair, shoved me into the locker room, shut the door, and left.

Claire let her fingers fall to my uncovered buttocks, warm and moist from her saliva. Breathless, I wriggled my hips while she drew a leisurely line down my ass crack. The tip of her finger touched my anus, and I moaned with pleasure. Then I squealed with passion as she pressured the tip of her digit inside me. With a few slow, steady strokes she was hilted to the third knuckle. I arched my back, pushing backwards in encouragement.

She withdrew her finger halfway and kissed the sliding digit with her lips, licking and sucking it as she did so, relishing the forbidden flavor of my black, muggy bunghole. I gasped in acute relief as a flood of pleasure surged through me as she gently moved back in. Her finger began to move back and forth with increasing ease, and soon I was moist and slick. Every time her skilled hand performed an anal fuck-thrust, there was a soft "slurp."

She added the second finger to the effort of my anal penetration with very little more effort.

"Aim to tighten," Claire gave the order. "The same way you did with your adorable little pink cunt." I obeyed, focused on tightening the muscles in my rectum to give her ensnaring fingers in my affectionate ass grip. Then, sensing what would come next, I let go and tightened my hold once again, developing a rhythm into a quick burst of anal contractions. 

"Shit!" Claire shouted. Your little asshole is sucking at my fingers, I can feel it! I'm having so much trouble moving! Minnie, you are really fantastic! What a cute little buttfuck slut with talent! I smiled, pleased that I could make her feel that way.