Seduction is always nice, the adventure of a first encounter with someone always adds a certain something, but now and then, just plain old sex with someone you know can be just as lovely.
I lay on my bed, and slowly spread my legs for him. I not only watched as his eyes travelled over my body, but I felt his gaze as well. Face, boobs, tummy, hips and finally, my sex. My knees were up, my feet planted firmly on the bed, which I know exposes me to perfection. Well, of course I was already aroused, and therefore oozing my cream which I could already feel running down the crack of my bum and over my bum hole. This is very convenient for me, as it means if anal sex happens, it can be spontaneous, and not require stopping while we both ‘lube up’.
What I saw on his face was naked desire. His cock stood hard and proud and twitched in time with his pulse. He was wet already as well, and a single teardrop of crystal-clear precum dropped from the tip of his cock onto my sheet as he crawled up the bed between my legs.
I wrapped my arms around him and he pushed into me with minimal effort. There is no feeling like being filled with a rock-solid cock. A brief thought flickered through my Brian. “I wonder if gay men have the same sensation?” Vaginas, after all, are meant to find pleasure in being stretched. If is part of their reason for existing.
Fully embedded in me, he hooked his hands under my shoulders, and slowly began to move inside me. There was no role play today, no fantasies at work, just two people having good, old-fashioned, no-nonsense sex.
When I’m doing this, it seems as if my body wants to take more and more of my lover inside me. Subtle changes occur…maybe my legs might spread wider…maybe a slight tilt of the pelvis, anything it takes to get the head of his cock deeper into me. Sometimes we talk to one another, and sometimes that talk is 100% vulgar. Sometimes, we don’t utter a word. But I wonder, would it surprise you to know that sometimes, we might actually talk like romantic lovers? Or perhaps even a mixture of romance and filth? Whatever happens, it’s like we are both attuned to one another. We both know what the other needs…and nine times out of ten it’s identical.
He pushed deeply into me and I felt his warm breath on my ear…..”Fuck, Anna..I love you.” I felt my vagina instantly contract around him in a pre-orgasmic grip. Perfect! Exactly what I needed/wanted to hear. This, from the same man and the same voice who, only last month had fucked me up the arse while bringing me to orgasm by calling me a “fucking dirty cunt.” But this time…”Fuck, Anna…I love you.” brought from me a response that was said before I’d even formed the words in my head. “Ooh…Allan…I love you too…make me pregnant.” I kissed him deeply as his tempo increased….faster, deeper, stronger, my body awash with arousal, and deep inside my stomach between my legs, a violent orgasm was uncurling itself.
Another few thrusts, and he said, “Anna…are you sure?” I nodded….”Oh yes! Please! Cum in me.” That perfect moment of the final thrust that ends in absolute stillness before the convulsions begin. Then feeling each jet of semen bathe my cervix which wrenched my own orgasm free from confinement and I came hard and long. I knew, inside, my cervix would be repeatedly dipping into the pool of semen he had deposited in me, and he stayed absolutely still while I came on his gorgeous cock.
Maybe only girls know this feeling, ‘being laid’ is a great expression that sums it up nicely….doing something every ‘good girl’ doesn’t do. Exposing herself, being entered, and finally allowing a guy to cum inside you. Believe me, you can be taking every precaution known…use a condom, a cap, a spermicidal jelly and be on the pill, but the first time you let a guy cum in you is a big one! Those first times are long past, but even now, a guy cumming inside me ….well, it matters.
Eventually our orgasms faded and slowly he withdrew, leaving me achingly empty, and with that flood of semen running out that they don’t tell you about in Sex Ed books. I lay there feeling, well, feeling what I was, well and truly fucked.
Give us fifteen or twenty minutes, and no doubt we will do it again, this time who knows? Maybe we’ll role play or age play? Maybe I’ll be his sister for him, or he my imaginary brother. It works best if I pretend to be his sister since he actually has one, and the closer to reality naughty fantasies are, the better.
I’ll never forget the time we had sex like this, and half an hour later, he rolled me onto my tummy and fucked me from behind. My legs clamped firmly together which made me even tighter for him… and then that moment he pulled out all the way, pushed again and accidentally went into my bum. It was his first time experiencing anal sex. When he realised where he was, he was embarrassed at first, until I told him to just go with what he was actually feeling, and not with what he thought he ought to be feeling. That turned into one of the most vigorous bum-fucks I’ve ever had.
I can see he’s getting hard again…good…I have a surprise for him. Just before we left his home to walk back here, I went to the bathroom and ‘borrowed’ a pair of his sister’s panties. Time for some role play, I think.
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