Das Eine Tun Ohne...

I'd always said I hated anal sex, would not even sample it. There was no damn way anyone was vacant to talk me into it again.
Needless to display, it was Cole who bust me in, and made me like it in spite of myself.
At this point in our link, Cole almost always fucked me doggy-style; he seemed to have a partiality for it. Since he was who he was, these requests were usually truly obscene, with such terms as, "brown judgment," "ass-fuck," "sexual chocolate," "fudge quantity," and "your pooper. It had always been a fantasy of mine to fuck two (or more) guys at the same time; by simple sums, I'd never accomplish that feat without putting my other fissure into play. So Cole was the guy for the piece of work.
He didn't recognize what he was responsibility any more than I did, but he seemed to have the instincts for it. I also made him be consistent with to as much lube as I deemed de rigueur. This man's penis actually did have a vivacity of it's own. I could show the way it from side to side with my offer without even touching it; he could promote to it jump; he could even bake it look similar it was conversation by tightening and releasing some internal muscle. His radiant tool was in fair form, covered with a thick layer of smear and rock-hard.
Cole positioned me as common, head down, ass up, facing gone from him. I felt the tip of his puncture touch my asshole and flinched. "Just relax," he instructed. "I won't hurt you." This was not his natural tack. I felt a tear of heat, perhaps just in thanks. My only other undergo had been akin to rape, the discarded kind, and he knew it.
I backed faintly, feeling the tight anal band introduction to stretch, then burn. Without having to believe about holding my trunk up, I could relax fairly. Now the whole rule of his lift was in; putting it in had hurt, but I was getting used to it. Cole gyrated his hips in such a manner that he wasn't forcing anything more in immediately yet. He sought after to know if I liked it. "Um?" By then he had me by my hips, his lingering hands holding on steadily, wanting it all. If I didn't wish for to be hurt or even injured, I had to tender, to be idle.
When his angle was in to the hilt, surrounded by my enormously tight anal muscles, Cole leaned forwards, pressing his leggy torso against my back, one limb coming down on each side of me. He reminded me of how so many public thought we were brother and sister because of it. This was the height of affection for him.
"Spread your legs more; get down," he directed, and began to extract his cock back. After easing nearly all the manner out, his oily member pressed back up my ass again, illustration another choked-up racket from me. It still burned resembling hell but I didn't awareness anymore; even variety of liked it. It was a little rough for me, but, I figured, might as well get second-hand to it preferably as later. The rub on the rear of my cunt, like Cole's penis was stroking my G-spot through a thick rubber mass, wasn't going to promote to me come, but it sent me up to the raised ground that precedes and that was fair. Cole smacked my ass, first on one side then the other. Squealing in a distinguished pitch, I moaned, "Slap me!" and he did it again, building it a three part burn: aptly, left, center. The hurt of it, along with the intense turn-on from both the suspicion and the forbidden-ness of it, made me mumble like a horny modest sex pig with every thrust. Cole put one offer over my means of access and yanked me back by the mane with his other offer, slamming into me so tricky that his balls clash with my clit, scratching and resistance at it, & somehow, ass on fire and my dripping pussy not full, i spewed woman-cum all over us. No one ever shot as much semen as Cole. His ejaculation was strangely cooling and it seemed to go on evermore, while I grunted and squeaked at the line of attack his very inflamed cock was rammed into me very soon then. He withdrew little by little; he was shaking.
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(if this story turned you on, you might like to read another about cole over in the erotic couplings part. that night, when he stumbled in at 3am, he sought a virgin, and i was to be his cherry-popping have fun)

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