Fuck, it’s so good, so hot…scorching me from the inside out and back again.
This time, Mark lets me calm a little before he pulls out, hands on my ass, separating the cheeks and exposing me fully.
I’ve never trusted anyone enough to let them in the “back door,” but this is Mark…and I know he’d never do anything to hurt me.
His fingers play over my aroused flesh, dip to my pussy, and then ghost over my asshole, teasing me, and I shiver at the contact, the strange sensation I feel.
“Shh…nice and easy, baby. Reach into that drawer over there and grab the lube.”
With a stretch, I do as he asks, snag the bottle of clear liquid, and then hold it out for him. I get a wink from Mark before I turn back around, lower my chest to the mattress and just relax, take what he’s about to give me.
“Such a pretty little asshole.” A cool finger teases the entrance and another shudder overtakes me. “It’s just begging for my cock, baby.” Then, that finger slides in easy, not a hint of pain, and the first stirrings of pleasure start throbbing in time with my heart.
I moan and push back against the intrusion. It’s strange, but so good.
“Want more, Alesha?”
“Please…” I whimper. He gives me what I beg for, eases another finger into my asshole, and still, no pain—just unimaginable pleasure. He thrusts in and out of me, fingers scissoring and stretching my virgin hole, prepping me to take that fat cock of his. “Mark…” I whine, ready for more.
“Such a needy slut.” He doesn’t sound too upset by the idea, and gives me another finger. This time, I feel the pinch of pain and I gasp, then my body stills for a moment. “Easy, baby. Breathe through it. It’s gonna feel so good, just give it a minute.” He strokes my back, hand sliding along my spine while he gently slides in and out of my asshole, getting me ready to get fucked back there.
And he’s right. I am needy. In moments, I’m panting again, just waiting for him to plow into me with his dick. “Mark, give it to me. Fuck me. Fill me with your cum already.”
“What a naughty girl.”
Hearing the laugh in his voice, I look over my shoulder. “Only for you, white boy.”
He just barks out another laugh, and then those sweet fingers disappear, only to be replaced with the head of his cock kissing my asshole.
“Nice and easy, Alesha. Push out a little while I push in. Then, I promise you’re going to feel so good, baby.”
I force myself to relax, put my trust in Mark and do as he asks. Inch by stretching inch, I accept his dick, body parting for him, his cock stroking unknown nerves and pleasure points. He feeds me his prick. And as seconds slip away, before I know it, he’s thrusting into my asshole, spearing me with his hard shaft.
Losing track of time, I refocus as his hips rest against mine, balls brushing my pussy. Mark strokes my back, fingers dancing over my skin, touching and caressing me so tenderly. He teases my ass, fingers playing along my hole where he’s penetrating me.
“You should see this. So sweet, so pretty. Your asshole’s just sucking me in and keeping me hot.” He pulls out a little and then eases back into me, yanking a gasp and moan from deep in my chest. “That’s it, baby, nice and easy.”
He does it again, retreat and advance, breaks me apart. I’m so full, I think I’m gonna burst, blow up and burn in a fire that’s threatening to consume me.
“Fuck, Mark.”
“Like that?” I can hear the smile in his voice.
“Hell yeah. Do me harder, white boy.”
“Shit, baby.” He groans, but listens, pulls out and pushes in with more force, gives and takes with increased passion. “Sweetest, tight little ass.”
“Pound me with that big dick, brother. Show me what a good fuck you are.”
“Such a slut.” There’s still no malice, just arousal tingeing his voice, and he gives me what I long for.
It’s like the chains he’s had on himself melt away. Mark withdraws and then shoves forward, hard enough for the bed to pick up its banging, his balls smacking my pussy and sending light tingles along my spine.
The scent of our sex surrounds us, the musk filling the air, permeating our pores.
On and on he goes, in and out, in and out, slap, slap, slap…
I never knew. Never knew that anal sex could feel so good, so right, and make me come. It’s right there, close enough to reach out and grab.
I’m full and stuffed and stretched, the pinch melding with the pleasure until I’m a glowing balloon of ecstasy, growing larger with every passing second. My breathing’s labored, even harder than before. I’m exhausted, fucked-tired, and just ready to come so I can pass the fuck out. Mark can keep going for all I care, but I just need to rest for a minute.