A girl meets a guy and they have kind of a relationship, she even suggests that he tries her sweet ass…
New York is a huge city; it’s like a separate country with population of many millions. But despite the fact so many people are around you almost everybody can feel lonely here. You’re never surprised with short-term love affairs or petty sexual relationships. Family isn’t of primary importance now and having a lover or a mistress is a normal thing. Well, I’m not an exception…
At the weekend everyone tries to visit night clubs or something. My husband loves bowling and pool, as for me I prefer loud music and dancing. We used to visit places which could offer us both dancing and billiard but as the time passed we started attending different clubs, this way having an opportunity to be away from each other sometimes.
Once I met Andrew… He was a tall handsome guy and I noticed him at the club as soon as he entered. We had been dancing the whole night together (he was a good dancer, by the way), chatting about nothing serious. I was young and easygoing, moreover I’d drunk a lot of whisky; thus I liked him more and more. We had a great time together, but soon I had to leave. Of course, he didn’t want to let me go. I told him I was married and this relationship couldn’t continue anyway… He smiled, gave me his number and saw me off.
I came to his apartment pretty soon after that night. He made coffee for me and we began talking. You know, I’d never dated men who were younger that me. And that’s why I wondered what he was like and what we could end up with.
He was a student and all his friends were his peers, mostly students of the same year. Though the disparity in age between us was tiny I was able to realize we had quite different interests in life. We had nothing to talk about beside sex, but these conversations were worth going on and on… Andrew turned to be a passionate lover ready to make all of my sexual dreams true. At first he wasn’t very confident in his actions but soon all that was forgotten.
When we made love for the first time and he had an orgasm I thought he wasn’t going to continue the game. When I asked him about it he felt embarrassed and said that probably he couldn’t keep on. He was rather nervous and I took the initiative. I told him that the game should include tenderness, kisses, mutual caress except the coitus itself and added that he could do a lot for me without using his penis. I kissed him, touched tenderly, slightly pressed my breasts to his bare body… Gradually my caress was more and more passionate and soon he didn’t remember about his words… His phallus was stiff again and he was ready to continue, but I turned him up with my hands and lips more and more not giving him a chance to fuck me. Then I pushed him on the back and lowered myself on his hot dick… I can’t describe what happened next! He was CRAZY about me!!! He moved as if he wanted to pierce me through, to get to my throat… My clit was rubbing against his pubis so intensively that it nearly drove me mad. I took his hand, licked the fingers and directed them to my anus; he liked my reaction on his caress and in a short time his digits were working in my ass repeating the knob’s motions in my pussy. A few minutes later we both exploded and I fell prostrate out of this sweet weakness…
We met again and Andrew was happy to learn something new in our sexual games. Once I asked him if he had ever had anal sex. As I’d expected the answer was “No” and he got interested in experiencing new pleasure for him. I left him alone in the room to have a rest and went to the bathroom. When I returned I saw impatience, interest and fear in his eyes at the same time. I asked him not to hurry and began kissing and fondling him slowly turning with my back to him, rubbing against his hard cock. Then I spread some saliva over his prick, leaned his head against my anus and pushed slightly… I felt pain rushed through my body and reached the brain! He couldn’t bear and was too sharp for my still not ready butt. I screamed and broke away from him. He was frightened and tried to apologize promising he wouldn’t hurt me again. Little by little I forgot about the pain and we continued making love. I was standing on my knees, my hands pressing against the pillow and he was behind me. This time he was very careful, moved slowly; each new movement allowed him deeper and deeper. I completely forgot about unpleasant sensations and switched to enjoyment. Supporting me he was twisting his thighs as if he was dancing, his scrotum was rubbing against my vulvar lips and the pubic hair tickled my bottom nicely. He was fondling my bosom and speeded up the tempo. My eyes were languishing now, the body was full of pleasure, I was enjoying that much. Leaning on my hand I was fondling the clit. My partner’s moaning was close to yelling, I was caught by a sweet wave and a second later I came; this was the strongest orgasm I’d had in my life. The vagina muscled were shrinking but due to the fact they weren’t being touched this time the sensations only increased instead of decreasing. I thought it would last forever. Hearing me screaming and feeling the convulsions Andrew shot his cum right into my ass. Then we lay in bed for long exhausted but happy.
That was my partner’s first anal experience, but it wasn’t the last… Many more times Andrew made me coffee and we talked looking into each other’s eyes and waiting for it to be continued…
