His cock wasn’t really that much bigger than his thumb. After all he was only thirteen and just starting to grow into himself. Maybe, just maybe, his cock could go in there instead of his thumb. And if what he told me about cum and pregnancy was accurate, we wouldn’t have to worry about me getting pregnant. Besides, maybe I could have him inside of me and feel his whole body on mine. I’d always want to feel all of him loving me — not just his mouth and hands. I wanted ALL of him at one time.
I pushed my ass more and took in more of his thumb…then I came. It was sudden. I just came so hard I was practically seeing stars and I knew I wanted to feel that with his cock. When I finally calmed down, I rolled over to my back. I pulled him up and kissed him hard. In his eyes, I could see he was beside himself as well and needing relief.
I spread my legs and took hold of his cock. He looked puzzled, and maybe a little afraid at what I might do. Would I take him in my cunt? Would he come inside me? Would he make me pregnant? You could see all of this in his eyes, but I had other plans. I wanted him inside me and God knows I wanted to feel him come inside me. As for pregnancy, well I wasn’t worried, besides, maybe if I ever became his girlfriend we could think about that.
I guided his cock to my ass, and rubbed the head over my anus — doing what he did with his thumb — gently testing if I could open up enough to take him inside where I wanted him so desperately. He was slick with precum, and my anus was slick from his tongue and loosened by his thumb. I felt it start to happen. I felt myself opening like a flower; a gentle push, and the head of his beautiful cock; which I’d so gently sucked over our time together, slipped in. And with a little more gentle movement, I felt the soft, firm flesh sink inside me. I put my hands on his ass to pull him as close as we could be. He lowered himself over me, wrapped his arms around my shoulders, and kissed me deeply. We were one.
Yes, a tear flowed out of my eyes, but not from pain. I’d never felt so complete and filled with joy. I was in love and I had my love inside me, where, as far as I was concerned, he belonged. My love was kissing me. My love was gently fucking me, even if I had no real concept of what fucking was. I knew this was where and who I was meant to be. I needed him inside me. My love’s cock, firmly planted in my rectum, was…YES! Coming inside of me, and It felt like one long, warm, sweet jet of his come bathing my rectum with his love. It was the first of many, many times. When he was finished we held each other for what seemed like forever and I held his cock inside me for as long as I could before it sweetly slipped out. I didn’t feel any soreness. I was just a little sad that it was over. We didn’t say a word about it. We didn’t need to. This was us, as we both wanted.
So, back to the beginning of my story. My budding, twelve-year-old breasts feel swollen and my nipples ache to be sucked into my lover’s lips. My rectum is filled with his cum. I’ve just come, and I’m getting ready to come at least one more time. I’m sitting with his cock buried in my anus, and his cum is just starting to pool at the junction where his cock meets my ass. My cunt is rubbing against his pubic bone. I feel the orgasm coming, and I’m so in love I can’t stand it when it takes me once again.