"Clare" - Chapter 5:- “Driving The Conversation” - Sex Stories

"Clare" - Chapter 5:- “Driving The Conversation”

... over, offering my back passage to Brenda.

Despite the numbing cream, my pussy was dripping. Anal sex had always been my secret pleasure. But I didn’t like to tell my girlfriend that I was an anal slut; that I often stuffed something into my bottom during those rare times I was alone at home and could freely masturbate.

The anal plug was cold, but well lubricated, as it slid easily into my bottom. Brenda then twiddled with something, and it suddenly felt like the plug had doubled in size. I moaned as it pressed tightly into the walls of my asshole. My hand instantly went down there to check, only to find it was now such a tight fit I would have struggled to remove it.

It was only then I noticed that my girlfriend was putting her piece on. This one was a lot more serious than the one she had taken off, as it also went into her pussy. I knew it was one of the expensive custom-made models.

It was black, like most of Brenda’s pieces, and a lot smaller than the ones she had fucked me with on Sunday. This one was maybe three-quarters of an inch in diameter at the tip, but it was different as it tapered, and was maybe twice that diameter at its base. Also, its eight-inch length was not smooth. Instead, it looked like it was made up of five balls, each one firmly attached to the next and a little larger as you worked towards the base.

I had never seen anything like it before, but I felt my pussy pulse, and I suddenly had a craving to try it.

“You're no anal virgin, ...

... are you, my dear?”

I grinned at Brenda; I didn’t want to let my secrets come out.

We walked through to her bedroom; the lubed butt plug still deep within me. With each step, I felt its enticing presence, and then there was Brenda’s black, anal piece. Wobbling and erect, as it stuck out from the curtain of her black pubic hairs.

I lay on my back and watched Brenda. She was applying extra lubricant to her piece, then I rolled over and my girlfriend removed my butt plug before squirting even more lube into me.It was cold.

With a gentle movement, Brenda pushed her anal piece into me. I grasped and then groaned as I felt its coldness be replaced by pleasure. Every piece ball popped through my anal ring, each one a little bigger than the last, stretching me a tiny bit further, giving a surge of anal pleasure.

Then a pause, the lull before the storm, doggy position, Brenda poised, ready to give me full anal satisfaction. Probe my ass, fuck me, and give me sexual bliss.

For the next few minutes, my girlfriend was in full control. She slowly rocked back and forth, only occasionally stopping to oil me with lube. Its coldness did little to cool my back passage. It felt on fire, rubbing, stretching, and telling my sore pussy how to enjoy sexual pleasure.

We stopped, disconnected, and I asked Brenda to lie on her back. I wanted to look at my girlfriend as she gave me anal bliss. I also wanted to be in control, ride her black anal probe to its full limit, and let her ...