“OK?”
“Oh, yes,” she whispered. “Don’t stop!”
I could see her butt cheeks begin to ripple as her body started to move, tentatively, in what I prayed was the first sensation of pleasure.
I pushed again – now I was sliding in, inch by inch, tightly, but comfortably. It was a sensation unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Every millimetre of the surface of my penis was gripped, gently, and a thousand sensations were running up it, from stem to stern – for, now, I was in, completely!
I was totally inside Joan’s oh-so-desirable and long-desired ass, my hipbones pressed against the luscious softness of her cheeks, my entire cock inside her virgin anal passage. It was so warm and tight – and so welcoming! I reached forward and grasped her hipbones. She raised herself up until she was on her knees, her butt pressed back against me.
“Ohhhhhhhh,” she said. “Ohhhhhh – if I had known it would be like this! It’s like nothing I’ve ever known before. Oh, fuck me now, Kyle – ride me – ride my ass!”
I wasn’t sure, but I think she was in tears – tears of relief, and joy, that her sacrifice was giving her, as well as me, such sensuous pleasure.
“Oh, fuck my ass, Kyle, please – harder!” she moaned, and I withdrew halfway, then slid in again, then withdrew further, and slid in, harder this time. Her moans of pleasure intensified, and her hand reached down to fondle her clitoris.
I found my rhythm and began to piston in and out of her, my cock gripped by an entirely new, velvety warmth. Joan’s gasps increased in intensity, and I felt the upsurge beginning to build, in my own deepest depths.
Then, without further warning, I blew! It was a climax like nothing I’d ever experienced before – mind-blowing, cataclysmic. Joan followed me quickly, her fingers flying across her clit, her ass thrust back against me, her vocal abandon even greater than it had been with Donald, and her ecstatic cries formed the perfect accompaniment to the multi-coloured starburst in my brain!
I was in another world!
Happy birthday to me!