When All Resistance Is Gone - Sex Stories

When All Resistance Is Gone

... her pussy and a pushing, licking, in and out in her ass, she was soon writhing under me.

"Oh, for god's sake, Kay. Get some lube from my bedside and stick it in me now."

I broke away for a second and Kat lay panting, expectant, face down on the bed, waiting patiently while I doused my cock and her ass liberally with lube. I used my fingers to work the lube into her sphincter, widening it, and elicited a long, drawn-out groan.

Slipping my cock into her ass was so different to being in her pussy. It was tight, resisting, at first felt like it wanted to push me right back out, and then pull me in like it would never release me. I took it slowly and gently, careful not to tear her skin, or inflict any pain. Gradually, the head disappeared inside, and soon, a fair portion of my cock was in her. We lay unmoving for a few moments. Kat made low mewling noises, like it was pleasurable, but could turn painful. I followed her lead, as I had done all evening.

Then she began to rock her pelvis, pushing her ass back onto my cock. Soon, I picked up the pace and began to slide in and out of her, careful not to fall ...

... out completely. I found her rhythm and matched it. The feeling of coming down, cock buried inside her, my abdomen pressing against her plump ass cheeks was incredible. Soon, she repositioned herself into a kneeling position and I found myself doggy style fucking her ass, holding her hips.

Much as I loved it, and please don't get me wrong I loved it, but when we both came, and I felt her ass suddenly squeeze tight on my cock, I missed being able to look into her face and see her reaction. And as I shot inside her once more, I longer for her to be able to see the look of delight that crossed my face.

We curled up, arm in arm, leg over leg, covered in sweat and semen and juice and piss and god know what else, contented. Soon, we both drifted off to sleep in loving arms. I awoke a few hours later to find my cock back in her mouth.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled with her mouth full. "I just couldn't resist."

That became our joke. Whenever one or other of use felt horny, or even just caught a glimpse of the other, and initiated something sexual, we say 'Sorry, just could resist.' And truth be told, we couldn't.