Oh, Baby, My First Anal Affair in 4K: Cumming Hard and Messy
Hee-lllllo, you sexy minxes, and welcome to my juicy, tantalizing account of my very first foray into the excited and thrilling world of anal sex! Just a friendly reminder, this post is strictly for the mature audience, so if you’re under 18, I’m afraid you’ll have to come back another time. I’ll bet my sweet bippy that you’ve all been there – shaking, quivering, and just plain curious about joining the anal sex club, but feeling oh-so-nervous. Well, darling, let me tell you, I used to be right there with you – until one fateful night when my horny side came out to play. Picture me: a 18-year-old, tiny and
skintastic, with
small tits that never seemed to be enough for my man, and a
intense little devil on my shoulder urging me to take “the plunge.” So there I was, on a sultry summer night, wriggling into a pair of silky, garters-and-stockings
short skirt, that was as daring as I dared to be. This was going to be the night when I’d give it up, you see. Entirely. And I couldn’t wait. In strolled my man, a strapping,
pierced Adonis of a man, with a wicked grin across his mischievous face. “My, my,” he sneered, his eyes grazing my body with an insatiable hunger. The anticipation was thick and heavy in the steamy air – we both knew what was about to happen. He pulled off my skimpy outfit like it was a cheap trick, and there we were, face to face, bodies trembling, ready to explore new depths.
Anal, anal, here we go! With a gentle caress and a knowing wink, he eased a thick finger into my tight, little
anus. “Oh, my gods,” I breathed.
Loud moaning filled the room as he worked his finger deep inside me, stretching me like warm, buttery pasta. Every nerve in my body came alive, my nipples hardened to little pebbles for all to see, and my feet writhed in feast, like puppets on strings. My body begged for more. Ever the gentleman, he couldn’t resist sliding a long, thick
cock into my
wet and quivering
hole, inch by inch. From the moment that head breached me, I was in pure, unadulterated ecstasy: waves of such hot
gift coursed through me that I was
powerless to stop myself
screaming and
thrashing against his grip. I begged him, pleaded with him, to give me everything he had. And so, with a wicked grin, Mr. Pierced gave it to me – hard and unrelenting. With each long, deep thrust, my entire body trembled and I knew that this was the real deal. The heady sensations swirled a heady blend of excitement and terror throughout my being. But all I could focus on was the sweet, intoxicating
rhythm of his
pelvis grinding against my
hollow core. And then… With a cry of pure,
bliss, I felt it: a tidal wave of cum rushing from him and pooling inside me like molten lava. I could feel it pulsing and throbbing, sealed within my very core, as my body milked his every last drop.
Loud moaning filled the room once more, vibrating the very walls. My mind exploded, my body convulsed, and I knew that I’d been marked – forever a member of the most exclusive club in town. But that, my sexy little minxes, was just the beginning. My man, the ever-generous
cock tease that he was, couldn’t resist an invitation to seal the deal. With a
devilish smirk, he pulled out just enough for him to unload another torrent of horny jism, landing like a sticky, delicious
cumshot on my face and
tingling neck. I savored the post-coital bliss, savoring each precious droplet of his loving seed as it trickled down my cheeks and into my month-gaping,
panting mouth.
First anal sex indeed, but who’s counting, right?
Cum on, baby, let’s go again! [Disclaimer: This post is for Adults Only. The following content is fictional, and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.]
