What am I doing?I keep asking myself.And why don’t I want it to stop? Why do I keep wanting to pushfurther?
He crawls back, keeping his fingers inside me and moving them back and forth. Leaning down, he takes my dick into his mouth. He raises and lowers his head, his expert tongue at work. Whitney was good, but Eric…Jesus Christ, he’s incredible, especially as he hits that point within me at the same time, forcing my arousal toclimb.
He pulls his hand back, sliding his fingers out. When he pushes again, I can tell he’s added another finger. The pressure reminds me of my concern that his dick will be too much forme.
Intellectually, I’ve learned from the porn I’ve watched that I’ll be fine, but the idea of having it inside me isintimidating.
But what he works up within me, the deliciousness of the experience even though there’s a slight twinge to it, gives me confidence we can make thiswork.
Eric continues offering me that same satisfying massage before he pulls his fingers out. He crawls across the bed to the nightstand and retrieves condoms andlube.
This is it. This is fucking it. I’m about to be fucked by another man, and I really want to be since that other man isEric.
He puts the condom on, slathers lube across his cock, and approachesme.
I spread my legs out, gazing up at him, wondering what toexpect.
“You’re cringing,” he tellsme.
“AmI?”
He smiles as he moves between my legs, wrapping his arm under one and positioning my ass, clearly so that he can get inside it. He crawls forward, and I can feel the head of his dick at my hole. I’m hanging in suspense, waiting for him to push in…curious how it willfeel.
He rests his hand on my chest and then strokes his thumb across it. “Yougood?”
Such a simple question, but it makes me feel that much better. It reminds me I’m not alone in this. That I have anally.
Inod.
He leans down and kisses me softly,tenderly.
“I want you to like it,” he whispers against my lips as I feel the soft push forward. It’s so subtle, like when he was first moving his fingers withinme.
He steadily pushes in, and I’m glad, because if he went too slow, I’d just remainnervous.
As the pressure builds, I take deep breaths. It’s not as painful as I thought it would be, and as he keeps pushing in, I’m actually surprised and impressed withmyself.
He pulls away from our kiss and checks my expression. At the same time, he pushes farther in, and I can’t help but roll my head back, some innate reaction to the way he’s stimulating the nerves within me. He smiles like he’s thrilled to have this effect on me, but as he gets a little farther inside, I tense up at the sensation starting throughme.
“Oh fuck, ow,” I say. “Fuck, fuck,fuck.”
He pulls back slightly. “Sorry. Are youokay?”
“Ooh, it’s better now. Give me a moment. It was a little fast, I think.”Deep breaths… Keep breathing…“Yeah, thatsmarted.”
He gazes down at me. I think he’s going to make a joke or tease me about this, but he has this serious expression on his face like he’s concerned and making sure I’mokay.
“It wasn’t that bad,” I tell him. “It was just weird and kind of surprisedme.”
“Okay,good.”
I take my time before vibing out the situation. “You can try again,” I finally tellhim.
“Yousure?”
“I’ll be more upset with you if youdon’t.”
He smirks before continuing his work, moving a little slower this time, which Iappreciate.
