Meeting Anne - Sex Stories

Meeting Anne

... because the thought of having her endure it rather than actually want it would make me not want it either. Some men probably would like that, but it didn’t do much to turn me on. Same thing with blowjobs. A blowjob is only great if you know the woman likes sucking dick, and not just waiting for it to be over, or doing it out of perceived duty or expectation. I was living out my biggest realistic sexual fantasy (as opposed to the porno-land type that involved an entire sorority house). A little voice in my head kept repeating, “Holy shit, you’re fucking her in the ass!” I changed position a little bit so I could see my cock buried in her back channel, and the view was incredible as well. I slapped her right ass cheek hard, leaving a red handprint, and she moaned with pain-pleasure. “You can fuck me harder, if you want,” she told me, and I did just that, grabbing her hips and thrusting into her backdoor forcefully, burying my cock into her all the way to the balls. I sodomized her with increasing urgency and speed, and the vibrator I had used in her pussy earlier was next to us on the bed. She had told me about her DP fantasy, so I took it and tried to guide it into her pussy. I had a bad angle reaching around her front, so she took it from me and inserted it herself. “Oh my god!” she moaned as she was filled in both holes. Once the toy was in, my thrusting and my helpful hand kept it from sliding it out, and I was able to thrust into her ass with undiminished forcefulness. ...

... Her pussy would involuntarily partially squeeze out the toy, but I was able to push it back in with every thrust of my cock in her asshole, so she was taking both toys in at the same time. “Oh my god, I’m cumming!” she screamed, loud enough for me to wonder if people in the lobby could hear her, since the room wasn’t that far down the hallway. When she was done I withdrew from her ass, more carefully this time, and pulled the toy from her pussy. I could have continued, but I didn’t want to cum too soon. We stood up at the side of the bed and kissed hungrily, and her legs were shaking as she recovered from her orgasm. I pulled off the condom and flopped down on the bed, and after a bit more recovery she joined me. She was panting and she breathed, “Holy shit, that was incredible.” She lay next to me and we kissed, at first gently but then with increasing passion as her hand found my cock and she stroked my erection. My hand reached for her pussy, which was amazingly wet. We kissed as I fingered her, alternating between at first concentrating on sliding my finger in and out, and increasingly tracing little circles around her clit. I leaned over her a bit, so I could get a better angle, and I kissed her deeply as my hand worked eagerly between her thighs. Her breathing quickened again, and her moaning intensified. It seemed as if she could be having a small orgasm, and again I was confronted with the strangeness of being with a new partner after almost fifteen years. I just didn’t ...