Georgie's Road - Sex Stories

Georgie's Road

... putting my hand up her t-shirt. She tried to grab my hand but I stroked her bare breasts inside the shirt.

We fought, on the bed, me pulling at her clothes, she trying to fight me off. I got her shirt off and pulled her t-shirt half up her chest. She slapped me and tried to knee me. I ripped open her jeans at the front. She cursed. We grappled and I ended up sitting astride her back, facing down her body. She squirmed furiously but I got her jeans off; now she was in only my t-shirt and my boxers.

'No,' she gasped.

'You had the power,' I said. 'Now it's getting taken away.'

'Fuck you!'

I quickly turned around so that I was sitting on her back, looking up her.

I pulled the t-shirt up so it trapped her arms around her head, and she swore loudly.

I hauled it off her, stripping her above the waist, then I grabbed her wrists and the cuffs, and cuffed her hands behind her back. Then I took a breather.

Georgie was beneath me, dressed only in my boxer shorts: topless, prone and handcuffed. I was sitting astride her thighs. She looked over her shoulder at me, her face red and indignant.

'Don't you dare,' she hissed.

That alone let me know what she wanted. If she had really wanted to stop, she would have told me. This was a dangerous game, but somehow we both knew the rules.

I took the sleep mask and put it over her eyes.

'Oh no,' she said, her voice shaky.

'Yes,' I said.

'Are you going to do whatever you want,' she said.

I ...

... paused.

'That depends,' I said.

'On what.'

I thought for a moment.

'You wanted me to take it like a man,' I said. 'I think you should.'

'Ohh nooo,' she moaned.

'That's what's going to happen,' I said.

'I've never been fucked up the ass,' she whimpered.

'You're about to be,' I said.

'Please...'

'If you tell me you don't want it,' I said, 'I won't do it.'

'Don't you dare try to make deals with me,' she said, her voice tense.

I understood.

I got off her legs, and took the hem of the boxer shorts, and slid them down over Georgie's arse, and then pulled them down her hips, stripping her naked.

She writhed and I placed a hand on the small of her back to keep her still. I pulled the boxers off her ankles and let them fall to the floor.

I loved Georgie's arse. It stuck out behind and her buttocks were round and tight. When she had pants on, it was like two ripe melons inside a handkerchief. When she walked, they rubbed off each other rhythmically.

And now I was about to use it.

There was a bottle of lube on the bed. I squirted some on my cock and my finger, and then I parted Georgie's legs and reached between her tight buttocks and stroked her anus with my lubed finger. She made a tight, panicky gasp, and her whole body shuddered.

I had never even been inside Georgie in a normal way. But here I was, preparing to take her anal virginity. I kept stroking her asshole and she gasped again.

Then I popped my fingertip inside.

'Ohhhhhhh!' she ...