Adore His Prick

I have always found it odd that there are women out there who do not enjoy giving a man a blow-job...especially if it is the man they love...or are in love with. Personally I just cannot imagine anything nicer than the experience of sucking a beautiful hard...or soft Prick and knowing that my efforts are being enjoyed. I believe it is an honour and a privilege to be allowed to pleasure a man in this way. I have always wanted to explain why I love it so much and how I feel when I do it and what the experience gives me. That is what I will attempt to do now. I hope that someone out there enjoys reading about how wonderful Prick sucking is from one woman's perspective....and hopefully somehow...a few of those women out there who see it as a "chore" can be converted into developing a new attitude to pleasuring their man.

My first time that I went down on a man was after a late...or rather, early night of partying hard on the dance floor of a local nightclub when I was just eighteen. He was thirty-seven and we had been getting hot and close all night and into the morning. Others on the dance floor were telling us to "get a room"...and we finally listened to them. So off we went to his place for the rest of the 'night'.

We both had a shower and went to bed but sleep was the last thing on our minds. So we kissed and I finally got close enough to see what I had been brushing up against all night. His Prick was long and hard and I ached to touch it. I didn't ask, just reached out and felt it...running my hand up and down the prick.... Soon I was masturbating him with both hands and getting more and more excited by his groans of pleasure. I don't know why, but I just sort of took control of the situation because he was enjoying himself so much and seemed happy by what I was doing. So I kissed a trail down his strong lean stomach till my mouth found it's target.

He was so surprised when my mouth engulfed his Prick. He couldn't seem to believe that I had just gone straight down on him without a word of encouragement from him. He seemed almost alarmed that I had wanted to suck his Prick. For me it was the most natural thing in the world. I had never done it before and I had never even seen porn at that stage in my life. I just knew I wanted to taste...to use all the senses that I possessed. But then, that is just how I am...I believe in getting the most out of a beautiful experience...making meaningful memories that last long after the act. That is what I am all about.

So that was my first experience of sucking a Prick and when I think about it now...what I loved most of all about it...was the way he enjoyed what I did. He encouraged me every step of the way with moans and groans...saying "YES" when I sucked his balls or gently stroked them with my hands while sucking his Prick. Then afterwards, he had looked at me in amazement and awe...admitting that he had never been so masterfully handled before and wondering where I had learned to do it so well....

He also told me that no woman had seemed to really enjoy sucking his Prick before and that it usually seemed as if a woman did it as a "favor" or saw it as a "chore".....needing to be asked to do it. He said he couldn't believe I had done it voluntarily. What he said had made me wonder why anyone faced with such a lovely Prick would need to be asked to suck it...I just couldn't understand it. From that first experience I learned so much about men and what they like and I also learned about myself and what I like too.

For me there is no greater compliment than having a man's erect Prick pointing straight at me...I see it like a child sees candy...it just begs to be tasted and sucked. It is my reward for being a good girl...I get to have the lollipop. When we are young our parents teach us that there is more joy in giving...than receiving and as we grow older, many of us stop thinking that way and start to want more and more and give less and less. That is such a shame because life should be more about giving and enjoying the shared pleasures that creates.

It is not a nice feeling when we give someone a present and then realize that it is not actually something that they need or want. But most women quickly recognize that sucking their man's Prick is one of the greatest presents you can give him....and sadly, many women use this as a blackmailing tool...manipulating their men into giving them something or doing something for them or forgiving them after a fight. This really makes me angry and my heart goes out to those men who are being used in such ways. 

What do I love about sucking a juicy Prick? Well, this is something that cannot be said in a sentence or two...I need to write a whole fucking story about it! For me it is an honour, as mentioned before. Here is a man...a beautiful man with a nice juicy Prick all ready to be used by you. Just the thought that someone wants me to pleasure him...that is the first thing that excites me beyond belief! Without that want....I might as well be sitting back watching television. 

I love the visual aspect of a Prick disappearing into a willing mouth...and sometimes I envy the man because he gets to look down at his Prick moving in and out between loving lips of a wanting woman. So, because I cannot see it from where I am...up close to all the action...I imagine how it must look to the man I am sucking...seeing it from his point of view. That turns me on big-time!! I love when a man tells his woman to "look up" at him while she sucks him...and I imagine that sight from his perspective.

Eye contact is so important for me during sex. Eyes are windows to the soul...so to look into them means to see more than just a Prick...or a man...or a woman...but instead to see right through to what makes them who they are. That is something I find incredibly attractive when I am in love. I want to see inside the man, which allows me access to even his deepest, darkest secrets and desires. When I look up into a man's eyes as I suck his Prick, my heart beats even faster and harder, making me hornier and wetter. To see a man's eyes reflecting the emotions he is feeling...the amazing sight he is seeing...the sensations he is experiencing...That stays with me and affects my every thought of him from that moment on.

I also love seeing a Prick all shiny and wet with my saliva from sucking him and spitting on him. It is a turn-on for both my man and me when my mouth pulls back from sucking and there is a long rope of drool connecting my mouth with his Prick. It is all part of getting 'down and dirty' during an intense sexual experience. The visual aspect itself is fantastic...but that is expanded even more when you add the mental stimulation. The fact that a woman will play for hours with a man's Prick and drool all over it and enjoy seeing all that wetness and get turned on by it...that is what pleases a man and when he is pleased...that in turn pleases me too.

I have often made reference to my sense of smell when engaging in close contact with another. How a man smells all over and especially when you get close to his Prick, can mean the difference between a woman feeling like she is in heaven...or in bed with the toilet brush. That may sound cruel but I can understand why some women are turned off by a man who is not clean or healthy. An unhealthy man who does not eat the right foods or drink plenty of water can smell less than nice and this affects the mood and the taste of his Prick and also the taste and smell of his cum.

I love the clean, fresh smell of a healthy man who takes great pride in his body. This also makes me want to worship his body as I would like mine worshiped. I even love the smell of a healthy man's sweat. This kind of sweat is even a turn-on for me after he has been exercising and while he works out with me. 

My mouth waters when I kiss the head of a man's Prick. I feel the anticipation of what he will taste like and slowly I let my tongue lick over his head and gently into the eye...marvelling at the fact that this is the source of so much...most importantly, the giver of human life. Right there at the tip of his manhood is the place where such important bodily fluids are excreted. My knees go weak when I think about this place I am licking...allowing myself to love all that this sacred tool is used for.

I love using my tongue to trace a line of saliva around the rim of his mushroom head and allow it to pop in and out of my mouth. This gets me really worked up as it is very sexual. I love to look up right then and see him close his eyes in pleasure at the friction that is created with this movement. I love to hear the sounds of his rapid breathing and the deep rumbling timbre of his lustful groans. I love the excited thrusting motions as he tilts his hips to meet my hungry mouth. Allowing the rhythm to take a hold of me and escalate...is something so exciting...

Hands are so important during all forms of sex as they are what 'speaks' when there are no words. My favorite is kissing him while working my saliva covered hands up and down his slick prick, being sure to stimulate the sensitive parts around the rim of his head. I enjoy pulling my head back a little so I can just look into his eyes while masturbating him and telling him how much I love him and what I am doing to him. There is so much you can do with your hands during a blow-job...an endless list of techniques which stimulate him in different ways...like rotating two hands around him or stroking his balls at the same time...or just using two fingers, thumb and second finger in the shape of an O...just rapidly over his head....

I love the sense of power that I have when I hold my man's Prick in my mouth or hands. At that moment and for the next hour or two...I am in control of what happens...and I am responsible for him having the most sensational, meaningful experience possible. I want it to be mind-blowing for him and not over and done with in an instant. I want to take him to the edge as many times as possible, stopping every time he is about to cum. I want him to experience orgasms of the mind and body...sometimes cuming only a little bit (if he is capable of that...not all men can do it) and then at the end, allowing him to shoot hot ribbons of cum as far as he can...or all over me.

The first time I tried to swallow a man's cum I was only eighteen years old and I did not like the taste. It was like horrible warm soup to me and I had to spit it out, almost vomiting in the process. For some women it is like that every time and they never get used to the taste and smell. But for me, the greater my love for the man, the greater my fascination with his cum. Now I love to smell it and lick the little droplets of pre-cum off the tip of his Prick. I love the feeling of accepting his 'offering' to me like a reward for my efforts when he finally cums.

I have learned that a man is very proud of his Prick and what cums out of it. For him to see a woman enjoying his Prick and his cum, makes him feel emotions that are almost too hard to put into words. When I saw my fist porno I watched in horror as the man came all over the woman's face and tits as well as into her mouth. I couldn't believe she was actually enjoying that! Now I beg for cum. I love the fact that it is such a turn-on for a man to see his cum all over a woman as she smiles and licks it off. Once again, I put the shoe on the other foot and see it from his point of view. How amazing must it be to look down on a woman on her knees as long ribbons of cum spurt out of your Prick and land all over her lovely face?

There are so many things you can do when you have a man's Prick in your mouth. When I first watched porn, I would skip over the part where the woman was sucking him because I had no real concept of what went on during that time...the cameral didn't go into her mouth. But now I know how much actually goes on in there. You can tell from the sounds a man is making what is happening to his Prick. I like to flick the tip of my tongue over the eye of a man's Prick and especially work up a rhythm around the sensitive dent where the rim meets on the underside of his Prick....all the while still sucking him and moving his Prick in and out of my mouth. This can only be felt by my man and me but not seen by anyone watching.

Another discovery which was so exciting for me was the concept of 'deep throating'. I never realized that it was possible to take a man's Prick down deep into my throat. I thought that when it slid into my mouth and stopped...that was it...that was as far as it could go. When I found out that a Prick can actually move past that stopping point and slide down my throat I was so amazed. It is hard work, especially with a thick Prick but the look on his face...pure joy...and the sounds of raw ecstasy in his voice as he realizes what you are doing for him...that is worth any discomfort. I have enjoyed this form of giving and have made it a point to 'practice' as often as I can so I get used to relaxing my throat to ward off my 'gagging reflex'. This is where I like to use my various different sized dildos.

There are still two more senses I have not gone into in any great depth. Those are the sounds and the feel or more importantly, the feelings. I find the sounds that sucking on a Prick makes, exciting and dirty in an animal-like way. The squelching sounds of hands covered in saliva, rubbing over a dripping Prick....fucking awesome! It all adds to the experience in a positive way...heightening sexual pleasure for both the man and the woman.

I always say to men that if they want to know how the head of a Prick feels in your mouth...then take a boiled egg and peel it. Pop it into your mouth and lick it...and that is what it feels like. It is so smooth and velvety and delicate...so sweet and succulent. I love textures...materials that are smooth or ribbed...silky or course. The feel of a man's hairy strong arm against my smooth bald pussy...this all adds to the excitement and sensation so that feeling of touching his Prick and balls to me is like an 'all you can eat buffet' is to a starving man.

I know that I have only touched the surface of what can be done...and what can be felt when going down on a man or 'giving head'...but I am not a very technical type of person so I can only try to describe how it feels to me. My greatest fantasy is to have a naked man on my bed and to have the next few hours or days or weeks to just do everything I have always dreamed of doing to and for him. For me it all begins and ends with the mind. First you must have the thought and then you put it into action. But at the end you must be able to reflect on what you did and communicate with your partner. This way you learn from each experience and find ways of improving each time.

There is an endless world of different sexual experiences to be had so there are no excuses for doing the same thing, the same way...every time. 

So women who just suck their man's Prick for a few minutes as foreplay should re-examine what they are giving. You don't cook the same dish, the same way, every day...so why not shake things up a bit? I believe that women who have a sexy male in their life...should worship his Prick.

We had been lovers for at least six months. I loved his demanding passion, and he clearly loved my neediness. We usually fell into each others arms the moment he walked through the door, and most of the time we were screwing long before we made it to the bedroom. The sofa and chairs in the living room, the floor in every room, kitchen table, washing machine, shower, bathroom sink...we landed on whatever was closest.

He likes to fuck hard, and he has great stamina, so we go for hours sometimes. I love the way he pounds my pussy until it hurts. I love that every time I move for the next few days, I still feel him between my legs. We usually go through two or three positions in the location where we land before we come. Afterwards, we wander into the bedroom and lay wrapped in each others arms, and usually end up fucking again before falling asleep.

I absolutely love sucking Prick, which he realized pretty quickly. If he put his Prick anywhere near my lips, I was salivating. He was more than happy to stick his dick in my mouth almost every time we were together, and he loved to stare into my eyes while I sucked his prick and his balls.

He finger fucks me like no other man ever has, and while he doesn't do it every time, he does sometimes like to cum on my body, my face, and in my mouth. I love that, too. It is so incredibly erotic to watch him start to spurt and to feel his creamy, sticky load coat my skin or fill my mouth.

However, there was one thing that he wanted that I simply could not seem to manage. He wanted to (in his words) "fuck me in the booty." He put his finger in my tight asshole frequently, and while it did hurt at first, he knew exactly how to distract me by tweaking my nipples or slamming his dick into my cunt really hard and deep. I loved the idea of him filling my ass and pussy at the same time, and I soon learned to love feeling his finger inside me that way.

He tried repeatedly to stick his dick in the same way with little success. As much as I wanted to please him, I was really afraid. He tried to be gentle. He lubricated himself well and placed the tip of his Prick against my asshole, and worked it gently, stretching me a little at a time. He tried to be a more assertive, lubing it and telling me to relax while he tried to just push his way in. That might have worked if he had been less considerate, but he wanted me to like it, and each time he tried it like that, I panicked. He bent me over the bed and when that did not work out, over a chair. He laid me down and put my legs in the air, and when that was unsuccessful, put me on my hands and knees doggy style. He tried to make me feel more in control of the situation by sitting down and having me sit on his dick as if I were sitting in his lap. Pain again, and panic.

He was wonderful through all the attempts, patient and gentle and reassuring. He insisted that I just needed to relax to enjoy it. I tried to relax, but as most people realize, when you "try" to relax, you do not. I was frustrated and annoyed with myself. I wanted to do this because it was clearly important to him. However, I am a wimp when it comes to pain, so the whole situation seemed to be a catch twenty two.

Most nights, he sleeps on his back, and he always pulls me over to lay my head on his chest, then wraps his arm around me, and we usually stay positioned that way. We usually wake up sometime during the night, entangled, and fuck again before falling back asleep. Then, in the morning, when we wake up wrapped around each other again, by the time we stretch and move around a little, he is hard again and I'm all wet, so we end up fucking one more time to start a new day.

One night, after another failed attempt at the booty, I woke up entangled with him as usual, but this time, we were laying on our left sides spooned together sensuously. I started to adjust myself a little to get more comfortable, and as is his habit, although asleep, when he felt me move, he immediately tightened his arms around me and pulled me closer. He likes having me tight against his body, and I love when he holds me that way because I feel confined and protected. Due to the sleep position being unusual for us, I was a little confused when I felt his dick against my ass. He was still mostly asleep, so although I could feel movement against my butt, as if he were slightly aroused, he was not fully erect. He was pressed into the crevice, and I could feel the length of him with the head an inch or so away from my pussy.

It felt pleasant, and I started to wriggle slightly, adjusting myself against him. His dick began to stiffen, and I started to kind of grind myself against him gently with a slow, steady rhythm. It felt sexy and sensual, but very relaxed, the feeling of his dick so close to my pussy, his body so close to mine, and his arms holding me so tightly. Neither of us was fully awake. We were groggy still, and content from the prior night's lovemaking.

I felt his Prick stiffen as he matched my rhythm and pressed more tightly against me. He stroked me absentmindedly, softly and gently with his fingers. It was very erotic to me - the contrast of his gentle, endearing touch, so different from the demanding, rough pulls and grips of the night before. He slipped his fingers down to my pubic mound and continued his soft gentle strokes, no pressure at all, just light, feathery brushes across my skin.

I felt a twinge between my legs. Deep in my cunt, I felt the start of that familiar ache. I jutted my ass back against him, attempting to position my pussy against the head of his Prick. He responded by pressing himself into me closer, and moving his fingers to my labia. He continued the soft feathery strokes around the folds of my pussy lips. He teased his way up and down, strumming and brushing his fingers against me slowly, never parting the lips, never moving to my clit, and it was deliciously maddening.

I could feel myself melting, liquid starting to flow from my yearning cunt. I pushed myself against him and tried to wiggle my pussy onto his now stiff dick. He remained still, letting his pulsing, hard Prick rest between my ass cheeks, and moved his other hand to my swollen, puffy nipples. I have big tits, 38DD, and fat, rose-colored nipples that are extremely sensitive. I can come just from having my nipples touched, and he knows exactly how to turn me into a writhing, begging little slut by playing with them.

He moved both hands to my tits and began brushing the palms of his hands, then his fingertips, across my nipple tips. As I began to grind my ass against his Prick, he took my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and began rolling them gently. As I started to squirm even more, he began to pull and tug on them softly, allowing them to pop loose and kind of bounce free every few minutes. He alternated the plucking and pulling with flicking his fingers against the sides of each nipple rapidly but lightly. 

The feelings that coursed through my body were exquisite, but the ache in my cunt had become an intense craving, and as the muscles inside tightened and squeezed involuntarily, the churning sensation made me squirm. His Prick had hardened and I could feel it against me stiff and pulsing. I wanted to feel it inside me instead, plunging and filling me full. I arched my back, and reached my arms back over my head to wrap my hands around his neck. He nuzzled against me, breathing into my ear, alternately blowing lightly and running just the tip of his tongue around the orifice.

He also had started to alternate the gentle flicks against my nipples with periodic pinches, jarring my senses and making me moan. I pushed my body against him desperately, needing to feel him in me. He spread my pussy lips with his fingers and dipped just the tips of his fingers into the edge of my twat. He pressed there, just inside the edge of the opening, teasing in and out from the swollen, wet inner walls to the puffy, outer lips, wiggling his fingers just enough for me to feel the motion.

My body was on fire and aching for Prick. I needed to feel his thick hard dick in me. I wanted him, and he knew he was making me crazy. As I moved against him, he continued to toy with my body, flicking and brushing my nipples, circling just inside my pussy with his fingertips only and licking and kissing my neck and shoulders. He started to press his Prick against me, and I responded by grinding my body against him.

He worked his Prick against the lips of my pussy from the rear, dipping slightly into my wet, dripping cunt, then suddenly plunged his fingers into it from the front instead. I didn't care how he did it, I was just grateful to feel something filling the emptiness between my legs. Just as quickly as he had pushed his fingers deep, he pulled them back out and began to play them around my clit. I felt like screaming in frustration.

However, he began dipping the head of his Prick into my wet pussy and then sliding it back to my ass. It made my body quiver. I pressed against him, wanting his dick inside, needing to feel him in me. The head of dick was coated with the wetness from my pussy, and as my cream had oozed out, he had used his fingers and Prick to smear the slippery natural lubricant around on my inner thighs and the crack of ass. He pressed his wet, throbbing dickhead against my tight asshole, and continued to stroke and rub softly against the lips of my pussy and my shaved pubic mound.

He did not increase the speed at all, even though he could feel me straining frantically against him. He continued to finger me slowly and gently, teasing my body mercilessly, and although I was aware of his Prick pressing against my asshole, my attention was focused on the feelings flooding through my nipples, clit, and cunt. Even though the movements of his fingers were slight and measured, my erect nipples and distended clit throbbed and pulsed. He continued pressing his dick into my ass with the same slow steady rhythm.

I was beyond any thought other than fucking. I had become his little bitch in heat, wiggling, twisting, and writhing to get his dick inside. Position was irrelevant, I just needed Prick. He inched his Prick into my ass, pressing steadily but slowly and continued to finger softly around my clit. As he further penetrated my virgin ass, I stiffened as I became aware of the pain as his thick dick stretched me open. He immediately thrust his fingers into my creamy cunt and continued pushing his stiff meat further into my tight tunnel.

His fingers made me crazy. He knows that when I get really wet, I love the way he finger fucks me. He shoves three fingers in me deep and hard and thrusts and plunges in a way that makes me feel almost like I'm being fucked with a Prick. He held my pussy cupped in one hand, thumb pressed close to my clit, fingers digging relentlessly into my dripping wet cunt. The muscles in my pussy squeezed and contracted with pleasure as he shoved his fingers in and spread them slightly, then withdrew to the tips only to ram them in deep again.

As he fucked my sopping wet twat with his fingers, he continued to work his rigid Prick into my asshole. I felt the intrusion, but his fingers, which he was now alternately using to thrust into my wet, gaping cunt and brush and pluck my fat swollen nipples, had me so excited and stimulated that it was simply a subconscious awareness somewhere in my mind.

The distraction worked exactly as he intended, focusing all my energy to that burning ache between my legs deep in my pussy. I gyrated and pumped my throbbing hot box against his fingers frantically and purposefully, completely relaxing my ass and offering no resistance as he pushed his dick in completely.

Suddenly, I realized that he had buried his Prick to the hilt in my ass. He had played with my tight puckered asshole with the head of his dick which was wet and slippery from the cream oozing from my cunt. He had teased me that way creating a pleasant, interesting sensation that was new to me. And as he stimulated my tits and twat to the point that I was excited almost to delirium, he had slipped his thick dick all the way into my virgin asshole. I was amazed, pleased, confused, and enthralled all at the same time.

Thoughts and sensations flooded through my mind. I concentrated on how his Prick felt deep inside where no other man had ever touched me. I loved the fullness and the depth. He was still inside me, so I could feel his Prick throbbing, and I loved the thickness and stiffness of him. My ass was tight and snug around his meat, slightly uncomfortable, I remember thinking, but the idea of him inside me that way distracted me from the minor discomfort.

He remained motionless for several minutes, allowing my body to adjust, and I suppose, savouring his conquest. I felt stuffed, his Prick was thick and pulsing, and he continued churning his fingers slowly in my wet cunt and gently brushing his fingers across the tips of my nipples. Every nerve ending in my body seemed to be alive, with every stroke of his fingers, I felt jolts. I was keenly aware of the connectivity of my body parts because it seemed like a continual flood of electrical currents coursed from one nerve to the next with every touch.

I liked the feeling of him being in my ass and my cunt at the same time, and as I turned to look at him, he thrust his tongue into my mouth probing, then sucking. I felt like I could simply melt away in ecstasy. He began to move his Prick very slowly, kind of grinding into me, but not backing out at all, and increased the speed and motion of his fingers in my pussy and on my nipples.

As he intensified the stimulation between my legs and on my tits, he began to pull his Prick back slightly, and made gentle, short thrusts into my ass. It felt unlike anything I had ever experienced, his body seemed melded to mine. He began to work his fingers on my pussy and tits again, and moved his tongue from my mouth to my neck, one minute fucking my mouth with it, the next licking the hollow of my neck with rapid flicks. He then began sucking the same spot until I felt a twinge of pain, and quickly moved to suck my tongue as I tried to draw away from his.

He knows my body well, and he teased and plucked my nipples and began to ram his fingers into my wet pussy, pushing me toward release. My body responded just as he knew it would, sensations raging, cunt aching, and I moaned and pummelled my cunt against his fingers wildly. As I tried to ride his fingers, my ass swivelled and gyrated on his thick fat dick.

He knew I was flooded with desire, desperate to cum, and in that ridiculous place of need that encompasses all else. Nothing mattered to me except that insane insatiability. I wanted him slamming into me, ramming me full, forcing my body to respond. He pulled his fingers out of my quivering pussy and grabbed my nipples and held them between his thumbs and forefingers as he began to fuck my newly penetrated ass.

I felt the length of his Prick slide about half way out, and then felt him push back to the place he had been. It was not painful, but it was not comfortable either. It felt intrusive. He pulled my nipples as if he were milking my tits and pulled his dick about three quarters of the way out at the same time. I moaned as he continued milking my fat nipples, and felt him shove his Prick back to the original place deep inside, then start to pump in and out of my ass.

It did not hurt really, but I was conscious of being full in a way I never had been, and the sensation was very different from his Prick in my cunt. I felt my insides tugging against his meat, and as he pulled out, it felt his dick was scraping the walls of my asshole. I guess he knew that my ass was tight, and that it would be somewhat painful, because when he pulled the length of his Prick almost all the way out again, he shoved his fingers right back into my empty, wet, aching cunt.

He then moved them to the spot close to my clit that he knows will make me cum every time, and began to work on me. As I became hot and frantic again, he began to fuck me in the ass. He pulled almost all the way out, then shoved his pole back in deeply. He had my nipples and my cunt on fire again, and although I was aware of pain as he started to give me my first fuck in the ass, I was again beyond caring because it was minor compared to the pleasure also coursing through my body.

He pumped in and out slowly and gently at first, periodically grinding and sort of rocking his Prick, I guess to loosen and stretch my muscles some. As my body adjusted, he began to increase his speed and movement. He pulled most of the way out, then plunged back in a few times, then settled into a rhythmic, steady stroke. This was the moment when I really knew and accepted that not only had he put his dick all the way up my ass, he was really, actually fucking me in the ass. I could feel my asshole tugging against his pole with every beat.

He was clearly enjoying the tight grip and pull on his hard, swollen rod, because he increased his tempo again. As he masturbated me toward climax, he fucked my ass deep and hard. He seemed to want to make sure that my first time taking it up the ass was one I would never forget, because he kept changing from one type stroke to another. He fucked with short, quick jabs, deep, long penetrating strokes, grinding gyrations and rapid, hard pumps.

As he felt me close to cumming, he began to hammer his Prick into my ass the same way he pounds my pussy. He withdrew his dick to the head and the plunged it back in deeply in rapid fire motion, fucking my ass with the same demand I have felt in my pussy so often. Shockwaves of pain from the unexpected assault on my senses fought with waves of ecstasy exploding in my body while I came all over the fingers he had thrust back into my cunt.

As my body spasmed with pleasure, he rammed his thick heavy Prick into my asshole with complete abandon - rutting...slamming his meat harder and harder into my tight ass. Maybe he wanted to make sure he broke my virgin ass in completely, maybe he wanted to make sure I understood how it could feel when he pounded me instead of making love to me gently. Whatever the case, I realized that his timing was perfect and intentional. I guess that he knew that while I was cumming, the elation would distract me. Within seconds after I came, he exploded, letting his load fill my ass. In addition to the strange sensation of his sperm flooding my ass, I felt a sudden, intense burning sensation from the salty cream. My ass was raw and sore, but I had not realized until it until that moment.

He pulled out quicky, leaving me empty and sore but satiated. We wrapped around each other again, and he held me close and tight, basking in that feeling of complete satisfaction and oblivion that comes after really great sex. The first time I took it up the ass may not be my last.

The End