“So fucking greedy,” he groans.
In this position, he can fuck me even deeper, and there’s more power to his thrusts. I’m trapped between him and the mattress, so when he settles on a merciless rhythm, I can’t do anything but endure it. I cry out in pleasure as his hips meet my ass in slaps that resonate in the room.
Fuck… I can’t believe I was so scared to let him take me this way. It’s fantastic. There’s a slight discomfort that lingers, a barely perceptible tear, but it’s nothing compared to the pleasure.
He bends down until his front is against my back with his head next to mine, still rolling his hips. When I look forward, I find my phone filming us in selfie mode, our reddened and sweaty faces perfectly framed in the shot.
“You’re liking this a lot, aren’t you?” he grunts in my ear.
“Yes… You feel so good, baby.”
“And you feel tight, and warm, and—Ah, fuck!” He bucks and shivers against me, nearly there. “Lift yourself,” he orders.
He gives me just enough room to comply, and I give him what he needs to slither his hand under me. It finds my clit again easily, and he rolls a couple of agile fingers over it with practiced gestures, still pumping into me mercilessly. He grunts and groans, even more vocal than he usually is. He loves this too, doesn’t he? A lot.
Between the familiar sensation on my clit and the brand-new pleasure in my ass, an unstoppable orgasm quickly builds up. My hands fist the sheets on each side of me, my face pressed into them as I cry out his name, drowning in the overwhelming sensations.
“Shit, you’re so fucking tight,” he grunts, on the verge of erupting. “Come with me, Andrea. Come now.”
His fingers give me exactly what I need to follow him in bliss, and a full-body orgasm floods me. Lex’s teeth sink into my shoulder, and he lets out a primal roar as his own release hits. I feel his thick cum jetting into me, coating my insides with his pleasure. I can even feel the pulsing of his cock with each spurt, my tight hole tender and raw. We get lost in it together, completely overtaken by the pleasure, so far gone we have no control over any of it.
Eventually, our hectic tremors slow, and with them, the maddening intensity of it all. His weight on me increases as he comes down, and I welcome it, even when it becomes hard to breathe.
“Ah, fuck,” he moans after a while, apparently back to the land of the living. “You clenched so fucking hard when you came.”
“Really? Harder than my pussy?”
“It’s not the same. This is more like a very tight ring, and the other way feels more like a tight fist. Shit… Both are equally good, but this was new.”
“It was extremely different for me.”
“Different good?”
“Obviously,” I chuckle. “Very, very good. But like you said, both ways are equally delightful. I really enjoyed the novelty of it.”
After a single nod, he pushes himself up, his softening length slipping out of me. Still holding the phone, he kneels behind me with it. “Show me what I did to you, Andrea.”
Instead of using my hands again, I rise to my knees, arch my back, and spread my legs, boldly baring it all.
“Fucking hell… From now on, I’ll use this video anytime I need to jerk off. I’ll be coming in under a minute.”
“That good?”
“Freckles, you have no idea. Your cunt is all pink and wet, and your asshole looks all tender and loose. Being this perfect everywhere shouldn’t be legal.”
I giggle at the compliment, and to my shock, that pushes some of his cum out of me. Mortified, I stare forward, sensing it drip down my folds. My embarrassment vanishes as he drawls out a long and appreciative “Fuck.”
Once I judge that he has enough for his growing spank bank, I let myself fall to the mattress again and roll to the side. He joins me, still holding the phone, filming the very satisfied expression on my face. “There are no words to describe how fucking hot you are. Every single time I think that’s it, you couldn’t get any sexier, you prove me wrong.”
“It’s my hidden talent.”
Craving a kiss, I come closer to him, wrap my leg over his hip, and hook an arm around his neck. It’s as voracious as the sex we just had until I move back. Without a word, I take the phone away from him and turn it around to film him instead. He looks both sexy and cute, with his messy hair, his flushed face, and his sparkly eyes.
“So, tell me, Alexander, how was your first anal experience?”
“Heavenly. Worth waiting thirty-five years and some. Especially since I got to do it with you.”
I blush with delight, my smile so broad it hurts my cheeks. “So you’re okay with making analversary a recurring tradition?”
