She felt him slide in and out of her, as he lay on top of her, holding him close to her.
“You like that?” he whispered lasciviously into her ear. “My cock is all the way inside your ass. Do you like it like that?”
She shivered with joy, and murmured a tiny “Yes…” into the pillow.
He hugged her tighter, and continued to slowly pump himself into her.
“That’s so good to hear, baby. You’re such a good girl.”
This entire anal sex episode had started some months earlier, on a theoretical level. The subject had come up in conversation, and nervously she had mentioned how she was scared of trying it again.
“I tried it once,” she typed him on an Instant Message application. “It hurt so badly, and only after a long time did it start feeling good. I tried once or twice since, but I couldn’t make it past the pain.”
There was dead air for an ominous and elongated minute and then she saw that he was typing a reply.
“Firstly,” he wrote, “you needn’t worry. The key is to relax. And you are under no obligation to do anything — if you’re not happy, it just won’t happen. You have to trust me – which I know you do. But i will not — would not — ever force you to endure anything that you have no desire to do. Know that, and relax.”
Reading those words did relax her. Immediately.
“Thank you,” she typed in, gratefully.
“It is all about technique. And arousal. And trust. Don’t worry, baby, it will be fine.”
And then he had to go. Much relieved, and feeling unburdened, she breathed easily, and ceased worrying.
As they’d entered the room it had been how it always was with them. Drawn together as if magnetic, she’d reveled in his touch, so strong and sensual and familiar. The expression “melting into his arms” wafted through her head, and she dismissed it as too trite, but it still resonated. It was, after all, exactly how she felt.
The urge to control manifested itself almost immediately. As they kissed, he tugged at her hair and she weakened.
“Get naked, baby. Now. And hop onto the bed.”
She did as she was told.
“Good girl. Lie next to me.”
Again, she did as she was bid. She truly trusted him, which was why she’d allowed him to take control ever since their first meeting. He embraced her, and then shifted himself so that he was lying on top of her, as she lay on her stomach. His arms encircled her and she could feel their strength. He whispered to her, and she could feel his lips move against her ear, which excited her all the more.
“I’m going to fuck you so good. So. Damn. Good. Such a good girl you are, baby. And so wet and ready for me. “
He slid himself inside her cunt from behind, and held himself there, impassive. She pushed herself back onto him, and he started to pump into her, slowly. Deliberately.
“That’s it, baby. Give me that pussy.”
The fingers of his left hand found their way into her mouth where she sucked, teased and licked them lovingly. Her hips were angled upwards, giving his right hand access to the entrance to her cunt, where his fingers stroked her slowly, bringing her to a thundering clitoral climax.
As she shuddered beneath him, she felt his right hand move from her cunt to the side of her body. Moments later, she felt a dribble of deliciously cold lube trickle between her cheeks, and his hand begin to play around her tight little anus. A finger slid in, and she gasped. Was she ready? She wasn’t sure.
“Relax, baby. I want you to relax your muscles. All of them. Will you do that for me?”
“I’ll try,” she mumbled into the pillow.
“What was that?”
He pulled her head up by the hair, to improve the acoustics. She repeated herself, only more coherently.
“Good girl. My good girl.”
She felt one finger slide inside her, and then two. His thumb massaged the anus, and she succumbed to the sensation.
Suddenly, sharp pain, and she yelped.
“You’re not relaxed enough, baby,” the sensuous voice murmured. “Trust me. Yes?”
She nodded, and made a conscious effort to do just that. The massaging resumed, which felt great. Then she felt him slide into her, and absolutely no pain at all… only the mild discomfort that goes hand-in-hand with that great feeling of having one’s ass ploughed.
It was fabulous. His voice in her ear once more, delighting her.
“You like that? My cock is all the way inside your ass. Do you like it like that?”
Oh god, did she ever.