Young Lovers Hypnosis Ballbusting - Sex Stories

Young Lovers Hypnosis Ballbusting

... "Mark? What are you doi--oh, woah!"

Mark steadily ran his tongue's tip up her, around her anus. Eve was shocked at the sensation--not a sexual pleasure, but more like a sensual sensitivity. It was like a tender kiss on the lips, or a light tickling grazing of his fingers on her thigh. The experience was heightened by the taboo of the act, and the patient compassion of her boyfriend dedicating more time to relaxing her and taking the lead.

His tongue swirled around her smooth skin, his hands buried into her giving flesh. She felt her asshole puckering and twitching at his touch. He incessantly pressed, wiping up and down her hole while she acclimated to the feeling. Then, he darted his wet, spongy tongue inside her. She jolted, clenching around him instinctively. Mark groaned, and the vibration buzzed her virgin hole. She moaned, moving her legs in a way that tensed her cheeks on his hands and bounced her bottom on his face. He was in ecstasy, and she looked behind her to see his swinging balls. Back and forth, as they swayed she felt his tongue going in and out of her. She fucking loved it. She knew this wasn't anal quite yet, but she was so horny for him to fuck her ass.

She purred, "Please, Mark," and as he pulled away, "Please put it in."

He withdrew, then lubed his condomed cock. He pressed against her, preparing to penetrate her. Her face was flushed red, and her body was ready. Mark was panting hard, and he reached down to her waist and held her ...

... tight, but confidently. She needed that-the residual anxiety was never far gone, and she didn't want this experiment to end poorly. Certainly not before she got to bust his balls some more. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, right as he pressed his cock head against her asshole. "Ready?" Mark asked.

"Are YOU ready? The harder you go, the more I'll bust your balls!" She gleefully encouraged.

He pushed his hard dick into her asshole, just the head. He worked it in barely enough to spread her, then backed out. Then, he reinserted, and gently rocked his hips, barely moving within her, mostly moving their two bodies together. The minute movements were acclimating her to the feeling.

She felt full of him, reached in a place never explored to herself or Mark. It wasn't unpleasant, but there was a discomfort to it. Mark worked further in, then backed out again. Then back in, deeper still, then rocked with her. His strong hands on her hips and his muscular thighs on her own helped her feel relaxed. His breathing was steady and heavy. He was now more than halfway into her on his next thrust, and Eve felt something new. Before, she'd felt this friction. But now, there was a kind of itch being scratched. As Mark pressed, it squeezed her insides in a way that stimulated her. It wasn't anywhere comparable to vaginal sex, but it was a fullness that satisfied her. She had a flash of thought that she'd never had before--a desire for more of this. She spoke softly, hungrily, ...