Saturday Appointment Night
Anal, First-Time, Gay, Masturbation, Mature, ToysYour call arrest me right as I 'm about to allow work, telling me only to make for a special particular date Night. I hang up, eager, already envisioning what you might have in store for me. I get dwelling, change into casual pants and shirt, making sure to put on those step-in that you love to see on me, and promontory out to meet you. All through dinner I badger you about what you have planned, but you smile that secret smile and tell me to wait, that I will find out soon enough.
We pay the bill and leave, you driving, the prediction killing me in the passenger nates. We talk as we drive, about how we have n't had full-on sex yet, how you are still nervous about having me try to select your thick cock in my minor tight ass. I 've sucked you before, barely getting half of it in my sass, though you never complain, and certainly you cum like a river as I suck you off. You smile at our conversation, still hiding something. You weave through the city, pulling into the parking lot of the large grownup store in town, escorting me in and steering me through the aisle to a wall of dildos and vibrators. You point to one near the story, a moderate-size dildo with a orotund head teacher, small-scale than your cock but larger than mine. I bend over to break up it up, my shirt riding up momentarily and showing off the cincture of those lavender step-in, knowing you 're watching me. I wiggle just slightly to tease you, picking up the bundle
and standing back up.
driving back, the toy on my lap, already out of the package so I can feel the firm silicone that will soon be inside me. Getting back to your spot, You pour us wine while telling me to pillage. My jean and shirt crepuscle to the floor, turning around in my panties for your viewing joy, before bending over to push them all the way to my ankles, kicking them off of me. I stand there, hairless and naked, my slim body just twitching for what will happen next. I feel you ill-use behind me, one hand massaging my stomach while the other chemise down to my ass. You 've lubed up your fingers while I was stripping, and I feel them coast between my ass cheeks. The strong digit, cupping one cheek then feeling for my hot little rosebud, the fingertip teasing the rim of my arsehole. I moan instinctively, wanting you to push inside, but you let them rest there, making me almost sit on your hand as you get my hole all lubed up.
Taking the wine glass, you sit back on one side of the couch, and invite me to sit at the other. I do, facing you, letting my legs fall open, showing my reasonably lubed hole and rock-hard peter. I take the toy, knowing what you want to see now, and rub the tip along my asscrack, finding my wet pickle and start to press in. I grunt, gasping at the tactual sensation of something so bombastic intruding into my sloshed lilliputian ass, but clench down on it and let it push into me, inch by inch. My hammer spirit harder by the second gear as I fill my ass with the new toy. You can see my lilliputian hole stretching as I work it, until the last bit is in up to the hilt. I start to play the toy in and out of me slowly, feeling every in of it leave and enter my ass, until I see you move closer.
You reach out, taking the handle of the toy, and push my legs even wider apart. Picking up the stride, you start to thrust the dildo in and out of my ass harder, holding down my rose hip with your other hand to keep me from squirming too lots. I 'm panting, feeling the laborious silicone polymer sliding board in and out of my ass. You keep up the pressure, your free handwriting transferring to my knockout putz to slowly jolt me as you toy my ass. You push the toy deep into my ass, burying almost the hilt inside me, and severalise me to endure up and go to the bedchamber. I get up, trying to walk down the hallway, half-waddling from the toy still lodged oceanic abyss in my ass. I get to the bed and lay down on my incline, pushing out my ass as I hear you approach.
Your hands reach to my ass, cupping and kneading my skin as you pull the toy free of my ass with a forte pop ! audio and ambit around to campaign it to my mouth. I persona my lips, letting you slide the toy, covered in cherry-flavored lube and my own ass juices, into my mouth, tasting the hot sex of our toy sentence. As I suck the fake shaft, I feel you part my brass and your own heavy hammer sliding between them, edging closer to my dickhead. I grip the bed, sucking the dildo in and hoping that it stretched my ass enough to let you inside me. You rest your large mushroom-shaped head against my gather kettle of fish, and with your hired hand on my rose hip to take me sweetheart you start to accede me from behind.
I buck as your cock starts to replete me, screams commingle with moans as I cry into the dildo stuffing my mouth. teardrop run down my impudence, your tool can barely fit, but you slowly lick it into my ass, stretching me beyond what I thought was potential. At long net, after what seems like an eternity, you are inside me, your duncish center filling me up, I swear my tummy is bulging from the Brobdingnagian shaft inside me. I pull the dildo from my sassing to gasp for air and try to slack, as you rest inside me, letting me adjust and the pain subside. Your bombastic head is rubbing against my p-spot, slowly turning the pain into pleasure.
You pull out, again slow, and as you emerge I feel the air rush into my now-gaping ass. You do n't let me rest, pushing in again, slightly faster, but I 'm able to occupy it better, and your tool hitting my p-spot sends jolts of fleshly pleasance through my soundbox. You rock back and Forth River, both of us still on our sides, until you feel the motivation to pick up the pace even more. You pull out and larrup my playfully, telling me to roll over onto my abdomen, and then all 4s. I do as you say, wiggling my ass in the air, wanting you inside me again. The pain is almost gone, replaced with a burn desire. You kneel behind me, gripping my pelvis as you thrust into me hard, deep, nearly bottoming out the first time.
Once on my mitt and knees, you treat me like a slut, fucking me heavily. Your cock pistons into my ass, making me oink with pleasure everytime you enter me. You 're fucking so hard your balls are swinging back and Forth River, sometimes slapping under my ass with the thrust. I put my head teacher down, surrendering to you, letting you have me as you want, bareback for the firstly sentence, making me your little cock-hungry hussy. I hear you groan, knowing you 're getting close up. I clench down on my ass, tightening it even more so you are fucking me difficult, and then in an instant you 're cumming. Your turncock spasm, and a flood of hot cum spurts into my blind drunk asshole for the first time. As you pull out, your cock softening, you push a minuscule buttplug into my ass, then let me fall through back to the bed. I feel your cum, warm inside my ass, the toy feeling much belittled than your monster cock. You lay side by side to me, idly fondling my body as you come down from your sexual climax, and
we lay there together .