Fiona Flask: Anal: Three-Book Anal Erotica Bundle

I balled my fists into the blanket that was covering the bed and held on tight for the ride. His tongue traced languidly down the length of my snatch, and it sent more of those delicious shivers throughout my body. Every now and then, one would be so powerful that my hips bucked off the bed a little ways. When that happened he laughed, but before I could scold him for the laugh, he would be right back where he started, making me twist and turn the blankets in my hands until I was afraid that I would unravel the threads. He started to lap at me like a kitten would a bowl of milk, and it damn near drove me insane! I wanted him in me. Deep inside.

“You’re just teasing me now,” I complained. “I want you really bad right now. Can we do something about that?” He laughed again and shook his head no. Apparently, he wasn’t quite done teasing me yet. He stuck his tongue straight out, then put his hands on my ass cheeks and spread my legs even farther apart. He started probing my slick hole with his tongue. It felt great, but a tongue isn’t a nice, long, hard cock, and it was still only teasing me. I reached down again and grabbed his hair, gently pulling on it until he came up for air, then I put my hands on his chest and pushed him so he was on his back. It was only fair that I tried to make him feel as good as he had me, so this would be my first attempt at oral. I slid my hand around his cock, then crawled up between his legs until I was able to sink my mouth around his cock the way I would a popsicle. I watched his eyes close, and it gave me encouragement. I licked at him the way he had me, and I could see that he almost bucked off the bed every time my tongue traced over the underside of his shaft.

Good, then I would focus my attention on that. I flicked my tongue as fast as I could, covering the underside of his cock in little licks, then I slid my mouth as far down his shaft I could manage. I was proud of myself for not gagging, and still being able to get most of him down. I started moving up and down, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Soon, he was thrusting to meet my motions and it brought him even deeper down my throat. I imagined how good his cock would feel buried deep in my ass… I loved how his cock pumping into my mouth felt like he was forcing himself past my comfort zone. I liked to be pushed to the limit, and it turned me on because I could imagine myself as helpless, and him having his way with me. That was something else that I wanted to try. Maybe we could get to that. He wrapped his hands in my hair now, and he stopped me from sliding down his pole again. He waited until I looked him in the eyes before he spoke.

“You’ve teased me to the point where I might just explode, so how about we try one of the things that you never got to do.” His voice was husky, and his eyes were dark with lust. I almost felt like I could be in danger at some point, but that just heightened my arousal more.

“How about you just guide me along, and I’ll tell you when to stop.”

Now I was on all fours, and he was behind me. I wasn’t opposed to that in the least, so I widened my stance, and turned to look over my shoulder. He was staring at my ass, and I go so excited I almost cried out. Maybe he was an assman. Maybe I didn’t need to ask or beg. Maybe he’d fuck my ass sooner than I expected. I wiggled my ass at him, and he got a lusty grin on his face. He slid up behind me, and by now my pussy was so wet it took no pressure at all for him to slide that big cock down my tight channel. It wasn’t my ass, but God, it felt good… Much better than missionary ever had… I moaned as this new angle allowed him to get deeper. Oh my God, I wasn’t going to last long if he was going to start pounding away at me. This was just such a completely new feeling that I couldn’t control it. Every thrust of his made me moan and clutch the sheets, and at one point I even bit one of the pillows because I didn’t want to scream out loud.

“How are you liking this, sweetheart?” he ground out between thrusts. It took me a few seconds to process what he was asking me. My brain was clearly not being used at the moment, and I was a little resentful that he was making me have to think at a time like this. I moaned on a deep thrust before I answered him.

“I think if you dare to stop fucking me this way, I’m going to be very angry with you.” I had more confidence now than I’d ever had when it came to sex, and I knew that it was, in part, thanks to him. His calmness, his easy laughter and good disposition. He laughed at my answer, then started to pound away at me in earnest. I could tell that he was getting close to coming, and his tempo increased the closer he got. Suddenly, he grabbed my hips, thrust into me hard, and held it. I could feel his hot seed splashing into my body, and the stream of jizz hitting my pussy walls. That set me off, and with a cry, I came hard as well. It was like a shooting star passed through me. I reverberated like an explosion. I felt numb and fiery.

“Wow. That was absolutely amazing!” I told him when I regained the ability to talk. “I have never felt like that in all my life.” He was smiling at me, and lazily trailing his fingers over my chest and stomach.

“I’m glad that I could help you with that. Do you feel a little better about going to a sex club now?” I nodded, but I wasn’t satisfied. Not yet. He must have seen it on my face.

“What is it?” he asked, sitting up.

I took a deep breath before I answered.

“I enjoyed everything we did, but there is something that I’ve always wanted to do and we didn’t do it.” He got a hurt look on his face, and I felt horrible.

“What would you like to do?” he asked.

I mumbled under my breath, and had to repeat myself twice before he could hear me. “I’ve had a burning curiosity, and a bit of an obsession about trying anal sex.” My face got beat red with embarrassment.

“Why didn’t you say so,” he said, smiling spreading wide. “I love anal. The taboo entices me.” He reached down under the bed and came up with a bottle of lube. I was curious as to where he’d gotten it from, but I wasn’t going to waste any time talking about it. He slapped my ass and ordered me to get on all fours again. Oooh, this was going to be good. He was taking control and it was going to be just like I’d always dreamed it would be. He spread my cheeks and slathered some lube around my asshole. I could feel his cum still dripping out of my pussy as he slowly worked a finger into my ass, and my eyes bulged at the new sensations that were running through me. This was completely different from anything I’d felt before, to include the earth shattering sex we’d just had together. I felt vulnerable, but in a good way.

I wanted to feel… violated… and this was perfect. I moaned.

“If you think this is good, just wait till I tear that ass up.”

I bit my lip, my excitement intensifying at his words. He was right back to that guttural, lust-filled growl, and I could see through my legs, that his cock was hard and ready to go again. I winced at first, as he slid a second finger in me, but as he worked my ass a little more, making it looser, I relaxed into it, and I couldn’t believe how much I liked it.

“I’d say you’re ready,” he said, his fingers pumping in and out of my asshole at a steady pace. My heart beat a rapid tattoo against my ribs when he said that, but I was still a little nervous about the pain that I was certain would be there. He grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them, putting the head of his cock against my tight entrance. My breathing increased, and when he started to push in, I couldn’t hold in my gasp. He stopped immediately.

“Did I hurt you?” His voice sounded concerned.

“Shut up,” I told him in a whisper. “Fuck me. Please fuck me.”