A Polaroid of Kristine, Part 5 - Sex Stories

A Polaroid of Kristine, Part 5

... to the side of the bed, where it would be directly in front of her face if she was on her hands and knees in that direction. Her eyes lit up as she understood my intention. She immediately got to her hands and knees and faced the mirror. “Why didn’t I think of this?” she murmured. “Fuck me now, Michael, I am more than ready.” I saw that her pussy was open and wet, and her anus covered in lubrication. I knelt behind her, and set my hands on her hips. My cock bumped against her pussy and she involuntarily pushed back against me, as if to try to guide me in, before she reminded herself of what we were doing. “Do I just push it in?” “Yes, but go slowly. I should be able to take you if you are gentle yet firm, at least at first. Once I am ready, I intend for you to fuck me like a whore.” Her words shocked me, but only made my cock harder, and I pressed the lubricated head against her tight asshole. She pushed against me, and I saw the muscular ring of her anus stretch to accommodate the intrusion of my cock. “Yesss..” she almost hissed as the head popped in surprisingly quickly. She continued to push back against me, and I thrust forward almost unthinkingly, and before I even realized it I was about halfway into her. The sight of my cock buried between her buttocks and in her ass was amazingly sexy, and my cock throbbed as we paused in that position for a moment. The feeling was different from being in her pussy, tighter. And she was right, the allure of the forbidden enhanced it ...

... incredibly. I actually had my cock in this sexy European woman’s ass! I looked up at the mirror, and her face was screwed up in pleasure, and her eyes met mine in the mirror. She smiled and blew me a kiss. I gripped her hips and asked, “Ready for more?” She didn’t answer except to push back with her hips, giving me her answer. I slowly thrust forward, until the last few inches were in her. Once I was in completely, I paused for several seconds before starting to pull back. “Slowly, please. This part is sometimes harder to get used to than the actual first penetration, and you are by far the largest man who has ever taken me anally.” I swelled at the ‘compliment,’ and I pulled back slowly. When I was able to see the ridge of the helmet emerge from her asshole, I pushed forward again. This time the thrust took less time to complete, as did the outthrust. After several more careful thrusts, Kristina found my eyes in the mirror again and gave me a facetious thumbs-up sign. “Now fuck me as hard as you would like, Michael! Make me your whore!” Her words still surprised me, but I was starting to understand that this was a role she was playing, that in the moment it was what she liked. I was ready to fuck her, and I resolved to play along with her fantasy even if it was hard for me to get the words out. I thrust into her with increasing speed and power, and her reaction was immediate. Her face contorted in ecstasy, and she moaned loudly. Supporting herself mostly with one hand, she ...