First Encounter - first time anal
'You do want to do it, don't you?'
Marianne had me. I did, but I just didn't want her to
know how much.
I guess it was partly because I was afraid of hurting her,
partly because I didn't want to feel I was forcing her
to do something against her will and also oddly some kind
of shame that it may be an unnatural act, something to come
between us.
'I know you do because whenever we talk about it you
get harder'
'Honey, you always make me hard anyway', I countered.
'Yeah, but this is different'.
Her big brown eyes stared earnestly up at me through her
lashes. I gazed back.
She was lying on top of the covers, propping herself up on
her elbows. She looked delightful in a pale pink satin slip.
It was cut fairly low at the front and from where I sat, reclining
on the pillows, I enjoyed a view of her exquisite cleavage.
'See', she said.
I followed her eyes to my shorts, confirming what I already
knew. My bulge was bulging further.
Her hand reached out and took a hold.
'Let's ask the boss.'
Addressing herself to my cock she stage whispered.
'I know that you never lie to me. Don't listen to
him.' Her head gestured in my direction.
'Tell me: do you want to go up my virgin ass or, not. Hmm?
You wanna fuck me where no man's ever been?'
My treacherous organ literally sprang to life. Marianne
smiled triumphantly.
'Well what're we going to do about this, then?'
she asked.
I started to move towards her, wanting to kiss her mouth.
She placed a hand on my chest, keeping tight hold on me with
her other, and pushed me back down on the bed, straddling
me as she did so. Our mouths met and I could tell from her breathing
that she was excited.
'Look, just because I want to doesn't mean you
have to'.
'Well maybe it's what I want, too.'
She had started to rub me against the inside of her thighs.
Through the fabric of my shorts I could make out the hair
of her bush. I kissed her hard, our tongues meeting and dancing
in the warm sweet cavern of her mouth.
I rolled us over so that I was on top, pushing my shorts down
and kicking them off. Marianne lay sweetly beneath me her
arms raised either side of her head. Her slip had ridden
up her thighs exposing the dark fuzz of her pubic hair, calling
me like a Siren. I kissed the tip of her nose then headed south,
lightly nuzzling her breasts through the soft fabric.
As I reached my goal, her legs parted I could see she was already
wet. As I kissed the sensitive folds I felt her catch her
breath. I worked on the slit, lapping gently, keeping my
tongue soft, enjoying the clean musky taste of her recently
bathed flesh. Marianne's hand came down to join my
efforts, and she began playing with her clit.
'God I'm so wet.' she breathed 'It's
the thought of your big old cock, in my poor little arse,
Hnghh'
She shuddered, tensing slightly. I knew her well enough
to know she was near to coming. I continued my ministrations.
'Baby, you'd better tie me up first, so I can't
escape'.
I stopped lapping and reached for the bedside cabinet.
As I leaned across her, she caught hold of my cock and gave
the end a quick suck, her other hand still teasing her perfect
little nub. Taking a length of silk I bound the wrist of the
hand holding me to her mouth and then, reluctantly, stopped
her other hand's activity.
'Turn round' I commanded.
She turned onto her front and I bound her hands behind her
back.
'Lift your hips' I said and pushed pillows under
her so that her backside was lifted invitingly towards
me.
My cock had never been harder as I contemplated the soft
curves of her buttocks, the elegance of her back and the
utterly submissive posture, face down arse raised, hands
tied.
'What are you waiting for? You pig, you swine; you've
got me now, you monster'.
Mariannes excitement was clear as she ground herself
against the pillows, flexing her bonds.
I poured some oil into the palm of my hand and greased the
head of my penis. The oil was cold but not shockingly so.
'Be silent, my sweet, you'll get what's coming
soon enough'
With that I poured a generous amount of oil over Marianne's
behind. She sucked her breath and moaned as I began to rub
it down the crack to her anus. Gently, I pushed a well-oiled
finger into the tight hole.
'Oh god, oh god, oh god' breathed Marianne.
Ever so carefully I positioned the tip of my prick at the
entrance, keeping my finger inside slowly stroking.
'Yes, do it!' she cried, and I pushed, easing my
finger out of the way.
It was so tight, I thought there was no way I'd fit. Marianne's
hips pushed back against me, but I could feel she was tense
and was stifling a sob.
'Am I hurting?'
'No. A little. Keep going. Oh god.
Finally I was inside. It felt incredible, hot and tight
- unlike a pussy but unlike anything else, too.
I started to move, very short thrusts rocking into her,
still worried I might be causing her pain.
Her fists were clenched tight against my stomach muscles,
gripping the silk binding them together.
'I'm such a dirty bitch', I heard Marianne
sigh into the bedclothes.
'Mmm, I'm being fucked up the arse, I'm so
dirty'
She was moving with me now. I eased a hand round to reach her
clit.
'God I'm bad, oh god it's so naughty'
Marianne's slit was dripping wet. Her ardour was not
put on; the constant stream of profanity coming from her
mouth was an expression of primal lust.
I was moving faster now holding on to her hips, heading towards
my own orgasm. We were thrusting against each other, I looked
down to watch my cock slipping in and out, slick with oil,
her gorgeous soft buns clenching and releasing me, jiggling
deliciously with the motion.
'Keep fucking me, oh god it's so filthy. Hmmm.
Hngh. Oh god'
I came hard, shakingly, feeling my sperm explode from me
like a geyser erupting. My buttocks jerked and strained
pushing me harder and deeper into her.
'Jesus, Marianne' I cried, waves of ecstasy washing
over me.
I subsided on her back, panting and cuddling her to me. My
breathing was ragged and I felt spent, light headed and
dreamy. I kissed the nape of her neck, which was flushed
and vaguely damp with sweat.
'I told you wanted to, didn't I' she said,
smiling over her shoulder at me.
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