Playing With Fire - Sex Stories

Playing With Fire

... the tip of his cock right at my anus and began to force his way in. His movements were slow and gentle, in stark contrast to the way he held me against the wall with the express purpose of using my body in any way he pleased. It had been a while since he and I had anal sex, so he was no doubt just making sure I was ready. I was more than ready for him to fuck me some more, in whatever hole he chose. I tried thrusting my hips backwards once more, this time he didn't have as firm of a grip on my waist and I was able to get about half of his cock inside me. Zeke picked up on my intentions and thrust himself into me the rest of the way, tearing a lustful moan from my throat in the process. 'Yes,' I thought, 'No more fucking around.' I almost snorted at my own unintentional pun. I refrained from laughing. I suspected that breaking out into a giggle-fit at this very moment would not be very sexy, and could possibly be interpreted in the wrong way. At first Zeke's pace was slow, but rhythmic. He would pull out halfway, then slide his erection back in. With each thrust he would pull out just a little further, and thrust forward with more force, increasing his pace slightly each time. Before long Zeke was pulling out to the tip and roughly hilting himself, causing an audible smack of his groin colliding with my plump ass in rapid succession. The only sounds that could be heard in the apartment were the sounds of our bodies coming together in heated passion, and our laboured ...

... breathing. Every time he would thrust back into me, my nipples would rub against the wall, giving me additional pleasure. If this kept up too long, they would be painfully raw by morning, but it would be worth it. Usually if some part of me was sore the next morning I knew we were doing it right. After several minutes, Zeke's pace nearly doubled. He stopped pulling himself out as far, so his thrusts became shorter, and he began to grunt with effort. He was likely nearing his limit, at his own first orgasm of the night. Usually he has much more stamina, but he's no doubt nearly as pent up as I was by this point. It was mildly impressive he'd managed to hold out this long. My own breathing started to become more laboured and irregular by this point. Unfortunately, I'm not able to reach orgasm from anal sex alone – although not for lack of trying. One time during our experimental phase, Zeke and I went at it for nearly four hours before we both ended up exhausted and a little frustrated. I couldn't wait to see what else he had in store for me tonight. Zeke released my wrists and my hip, bracing both palms flat against the wall. With one final thrust, he buried himself as deep into my ass as physically possible and released his seed inside of me, forcing me to take it whether I wanted it or not. I could feel his member twitching between his short jerky thrusts and his shooting hot spurts of his semen inside me. After about a minute, Zeke collapsed against my back, still inside of me as he ...