u/ScottishRoughDom

I'm standing by the side of the bed. You're kneeling near the edge of the mattress, your feet, ankles, and a few inches of your legs overhanging. Your back is angled downwards, so that your shoulders and head are touching the bed, while your ass is the highest point.

I can hear how nervous you are from how rapid your breathing is. Every few breaths you take an extra deep inhale, clearly trying to get a hold of yourself.

I rest my left hand on your hip, and you flinch.

"Just, be gentle, okay?" you say, your voice muffled slightly by the pillow. "Remember this is my first time. Don't just try to shove it all in."

I bend down and kiss you just where your spine meets the top of your ass cheeks. I drag my fingernails slowly up the back of your right thigh. I let you feel the soft roughness of my beard tickling your skin.

"Shhhhh," I reply. "Trust me, baby. I want you to enjoy this."

I straighten back up and take a moment to just enjoy how fucking hot you look in the warm light of our bedroom. How sexy you are in that position; face down, ass up.

And what an ass.

Two rounded, pale, perfect semi-globes of the finest butt, full enough that even stretched in your current position there's enough flesh to curve outward from your body and overhang your legs.

I slap one cheek, my hand coming in from the side, hard enough that my palm feels instant heat, and watch the slight ripples that pass through you.

You gasp, and then giggle.

"Don't be a dick," you admonish me playfully.

"Ready?" I ask.

You take an extra deep breath, then let it out slowly.

"Okay. Do it."

I can hear the determination in your voice and it makes me smile. Your tone is that of someone who's about to get a tooth extraction, or have a bandaid ripped off.

"Relax, Mona. We're not at that part yet. I told you I'd go slowly, and I will."

We've talked our way up to this moment; me probably overly eager, and you probably overly cautious. You told me it was something you wanted to try -something you'd always wanted to try- but that you were scared because your friends had told you some horror stories of other people who had tried, and the things that had gone wrong. You even got to the point of asking a previous partner if he wanted to explore it with you, but he reacted badly, called it disgusting, made you feel ashamed.

I know that you might not like it, and I'm ready to stop whenever you tell me to, but I want you to at least have tried.

We've already fucked tonight. We've both cum. We're both relaxed and post-orgasm glowing. It feels like the perfect time.

I kneel down behind you, my face an inch away from your tight little asshole, and for a few seconds I just look at you, at it. From this angle both your pussy and your asshole are visible to me. Two perfect little fuckholes, each with their own individual appeal. Your pussy is always slightly open, never truly closed. I obviously can't see inside you, but if I had a torch and shone it there I would be able to look inside your body, even if it was just an inch or so.

Your asshole is very different. I know there's a hole there, but even here, even with my face and inch away from it, at best it looks like nothing more than an indent. I could shine the brightest torch there and not be able to see inside you at all. It is clamped tightly closed. I rub my dick in anticipation at feeling that serene tightness gripping and holding my shaft.

"What are you doing?" you ask, and I realise I've been staring for longer than I thought.

"Sorry baby," I mutter, sure that you can feel my breath there, on the most sensitive area of your skin.

I lick my lips to coat them with saliva, put my hands on your ass, one on each cheek with my thumbs a couple of inches either side of your hole, and gently stretch you, just a little, just enough to open that rosebud a fraction.

I place my tongue flat against your asshole, and lick you; a soft, wet, slow lick.

You murmur in pleasure. I've eaten your ass lots of times before, usually with you sitting on my face and me doing what you call Big Licks, from your asshole round to your pussy and ending on your clit, repeating the motion over and over while your grind and rub against my mouth.

I lick again, spreading my tongue so that it fills the little V of your ass crack. I keep it relaxed, dragging it over your hole, getting you as wet as I can. I continue like that, licking your asshole like it's the best ice cream in the world, gradually introducing the tip of my tongue a little bit more each time, pressing it into the dimple of your hole, increasing the pressure, stiffening it and pushing against you. It's amazing how hard the tip of the human tongue can get. When relaxed it is soft and velvety, but if you tense the muscle it becomes rigid, and strong, almost like a tiny little penis.

After a few minutes of gradually increasing pressure my open mouth is enveloping your hole and rather than licking you up and down I'm now flicking and pressing my tongue against you, exploring your opening more and more, pushing it into you until I'm tongue-fucking your asshole and my saliva and your pussy juices are soaking my beard.

You're so tight, and I'm not getting very much inside you at all, but I can feel you pushing against me each time I prod with my tongue. I can hear you moaning and breathing. And then I feel a vibration and I know that you're rubbing your clit while I eat your asshole.

"No," I say, and reach under you and firmly remove your hand from your pussy, pressing it into the bed and holding it there for a few seconds to underline my instruction.

"Why?" you complain, your voice breathy and ragged.

"Not yet." I say simply. "Soon, but not yet."

I stand up and, without warning, push my dick into your pussy. I sink it all the way in, filling you so quickly and so completely that you gasp in surprise. You try to rock back against me, but I place my hand on your lower back and stop you. I just want to fill you. I want you to feel my size and shape inside you, but I'm not fucking you.

I look down and your asshole is glistening wet.

I lick my thumb and place the fleshy part of it upside down on your hole, the rest of my fingers splayed out at the top of your ass. I rub it in little circles, over and around your asshole.

You begin to push back against me and this time I don't stop you, but I keep my arm rigid, bend my thumb against your hole, so that each time you push back the tip of my thumb slips inside you.

"Oh fuck," you grunt, feeling your asshole being properly invaded for the first time ever.

You need to want this. I don't want to force you to take it. I need you to enjoy the feeling. This is one of the points where I'll find out if you do. If you stop rocking back against my thumb I'll know you don't enjoy the sensation of having your most private little hole being stretched even just a tiny bit. I'll know that being fucked in the ass probably isn't going to be for you.

But, you don't stop.

In fact, you throw back harder, almost violently, until with each backwards thrust my thumb is disappearing into your asshole right up to the first joint.

I begin to flex it inside you, bending and straightening it in time with your rhythm, pushing against the soft lining of your asshole, feeling how gloriously fucking tight you are. I turn my hand slightly so that as my thumb bends inside you it's now pulling to the side. I'm deliberately stretching you, deliberately pulling on that opening, making it wider, flexing it, getting you ready for what's coming next.

And again I feel that steady thrumming vibration -this time on my cock- that gives away the fact you're playing with you clit again.

With my free hand a slap your ass hard, downwards, the high pitched sound ringing in the room.

You squeal.

"Leave your clit alone," I growl, pushing my entire thumb into your asshole to underline my point.

The vibration stops.

I hold my thumb in your asshole. I can feel the shape of my cock pressing against it through the membrane that separates your pussy from your ass. I flex my cock and enjoy being able to feel the movement from inside your body.

You've stopped moving now too. Little tremors are passing through your body.

I reach over and take the bottle of lube from where it's sitting on the table beside the bed.

I slowly pull my thumb out of you, watch as your asshole closes around it, not gaping even the tiniest bit.

"Can't you just fuck me?" you ask over your shoulder, the frustration obvious in you voice. "We can try anal another night. Tonight just fuck my pussy and do that thing you were doing with your thumb."

"Be quiet, Mona. It's happening, and you're going to love it."

My cock is still buried in your pussy, and I give you a couple of quick, hard thrusts before pulling it out. It's coated in your juices, and I love the thought of using your own cum as lube to fuck your ass, but for your first time that's not going to be enough.

I pop the lid off the bottle and squeeze a generous amount into your ass crack, just above your hole. As a wise person once said - when it comes to lube, there's no such thing as too much.

"It's cold!" you complain.

"Shhhhhh - I'll heat it up in a minute."

I watch the lube dribble down you. It pools and gathers and pauses at your entrance.

I press my cock against it and feel you tense through your asshole. I slide my shaft between your ass cheeks, getting it covered in slick, slippery lube. I squeeze a little bit more onto my dick, rubbing it in with my hand before putting the bottle back.

"Slowly," you remind me. "Please, baby."

I tilt my hips and push, and my cock begins to split and spread your asshole.

You tense and I feel you blocking me, stopping my progress.

"Just relax," I say, and maintain the same amount of pressure.

Another quarter inch disappears inside.

You're controlling your breathing, deep but rapid breaths, like I've seen women on TV who were giving birth do.

"I don't know if I can," you say. "I want to, but I don't think I can."

You don't use the word though. You don't say the word that we agreed meant I would stop instantly.

Same pressure.

Pushing.

My hands on your hips, holding you in place as my thick cock spreads your tight -so, so tight- little asshole.

It feels incredible. Even though I've got barely an inch in, it already feels amazing. There's a difference between fucking a pussy and fucking an ass. A palpable and definite difference. When you're fucking a pussy, most of the pressure comes from the entrance. It's like a ring of tightness that squeezes your dick and travels up and down the shaft as you push in and out. It absolutely feels good for the part of your dick that's actually inside her. It's warm and soft and wet and sexy and wonderful, inside the pussy isn't exactly tight. If you can, imagine a woman touching the tip of her index finger and thumb together so that they make a circle, and then imagine her wanking your dick with that. For this analogy, that's what fucking a pussy feels like.

Fucking an ass on the other hand, is like being wanked off by both hands.

An asshole grips and holds the entire length of your cock. It squeezes and presses in on all sides. It is tight no matter how deep you get. It isn't as wet, isn't as quite as soft, but when it comes to tightness, nothing beats fucking an asshole.

I push a little bit more, and the head of my dick goes right into your ass.

"That's the worst part over," I tell you. "Tell me how it feels."

You don't answer straight away. I like that you're giving it some thought, making sense of the sensations before you put them into words. I've always loved that about you.

"It's... it's okay," you say. "But hold it there just now. I need to relax a bit. I need to get used to it. I feel like I'm stretched wide open. It's not bad, but it is... different."

"Okay baby. Just take your time. Tell me when."

All I want to do is drive my entire length deep into you and fuck that asshole hard and fast. The pressure on my dick is almost unbearably devine. I need to fight the urge. I love you. I don't want to hurt you. But fuck. But fuck I want to. It is literally coded into my genes to fuck my cock into you. Every fibre of the animal inside me wants to hold you down and fuck you, ignoring your protests, ignoring your screams and just fucking *taking* you, and I need to fight hard to stop myself from doing just that. I need to slow my own breathing and focus on just staying still, with that one single inch of my dick buried in you, your quivering, trembling hole making it so tempting to just push and push and push and push and...

But I don't. Of course I don't. I love you.

"Try a bit more."

I push, but slowly, with consideration and love, and suddenly there's no resistance anymore. You've relaxed enough, and I've used enough lube, that my cock begins to just slide right into you.

I look down and watch it happen. I watch inch after inch of my thick cock disappear into that impossibly tiny hole. For the very first time in your life, you're being fucked in the ass, and I'm the one lucky enough to be doing it.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Fuuuuuck. It feels so big. Like I shouldn't be able to take it, but I can."

"You're doing so good, baby."

The inside of your ass feels so fucking good. There's the total pressure I mentioned before, but it is also soft. It's like the best hug a penis can be given.

"How much is in me?" you ask, and I'm so turned on by the excitement in your voice.

"About half. Want me to stop there?"

"No." you say quickly. "No don't stop. Fuck. Keep going. I think I can take it all. Does it feel good?"

"It feels so good baby. So fucking good."

Suddenly you reach between your legs and grope for my dick, gripping the half of it that isn't inside you. You run your finger around me just where we join, feeling how stretched and open your asshole is.

I don't go fast. I just keep pushing forwards, letting your ass open up and take me in.

"I'm so open! I'm so fucking wide open! Fuck, I like it. I actually like it. Fuck."

I love it when you swear during sex. I've noticed over our time together that the amount of bad language you use is directly proportional to the amount of pleasure you're getting.

"You're so tight."

"Am I? Does it feel good for you?"

"It's amazing. So good."

"Am I a dirty girl?" you ask. "Am I dirty little slut for taking it up the ass?"

I'm fully inside you now, and you're rocking back onto me, fucking my dick very gently with your asshole.

"Such a dirty girl," I say, starting to very slowly fuck you back. "A nasty little whore."

"Oh fuck yes! Getting fucked up the ass like a whore. Dirty, nasty little whore. Fuck your whore in the asshole baby. Fuck this filthy little slut."

I increase the speed just a little, making sure not to pull fully out of you at the end of each stroke. I love that you're loving it, but I don't want it to hurt. I don't want a good experience to turn into a bad one. I need to keep control of myself. But you feel so good. You feel so *fucking* good. I can't help myself. On the next stroke I drive it hard into you, slamming my hips against your ass.

"Ow!" you cry. "Not so hard baby. Easy."

I want to ignore you. Oh fuck how I want to ignore you.

I'm gentle with the next push, and the next, focusing on maintaining a pace that you can handle, but that also feels good for me. You're so perfectly tight, and what we're doing is so fucking basic, that I know I'm not going to last long anyway.

"Rub your clit," I tell you. "Rub your clit while you're taking a dick in your ass."

You do instantly. You're rubbing it so hard and fast that I can hear it.

"Fuck baby," you groan. "I can feel it in my pussy. I can feel your dick in my pussy. How? How can I feel it in my pussy?"

"I'm in your asshole," I remind you.

"I know you are, but fuck, fuck, I can feel you in my pussy. I can't explain. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Fuck. I'm going to cum. Fuck baby I'm going to cum."

And you do.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucckkkk!!!!!"

You cum hard with me fucking your little asshole, pushing yourself back onto me as you do, forcing as much of me up your ass as you possibly can. I can feel your entire body shuddering and shaking all around my cock, and as you cum your ass tightens and squeezes my dick harder than it's ever been squeezed before, the entire length of it gripped so fucking hard that I know I won't be able to resist it.

I cum.

I cum right up your ass.

I shoot my second load of the night deep into your asshole while you're still riding out your own orgasm.

I can feel pulses from inside your body running along my cock.

The physical sensation of it is incredible, but there's also a mental element that adds much to the experience.

Before now I've only ever came in your pussy or in your mouth (or over your face, your tits, your stomach, your legs) but never that third hole. I've never owned all of you. I've never *claimed* all of your holes. It might sound stupid, but up until that moment you were never fully mine.

And then you were.

All of you was mine.

As I pump and pump my cum into your asshole, and your orgasm passes through you in spasms so powerful that I can feel them in my balls, I know and you know that now you belong to me. We had discussed it. It was a large part of the reason why you were willing to try anal sex with me.

"I want you to have cum in *all* of my holes," you'd said. "I want to know that all of me is yours."

"Mine," I grunt as I fuck the last of my cum into you. "Mine. Fucking *mine*. My pussy, my mouth, *my* fucking asshole."

"Yours baby," you gasp. "All yours. All yours. All yours."

And then we fall forwards onto the bed, me on your back, my cock still held so tightly in your asshole.

We lie there, sweaty and happy and spent, for a few minutes. I can feel my cock begin to soften, but the position we're in means it stays in place, plugging your asshole, keeping my cum inside you.

"Fuck," you say eventually. "I mean... just... fuuuuck."

I kiss the back of your neck. Bite it gently.

"You're mine now." I say. "All of you is mine."

It was one of the most intense sexual experiences of my life, so naturally I remember it like it was yesterday...

Maria was a woman I saw casually for a few months. I was only 22 at the time, and she had just turned 40. I suppose you could say that Maria was the one who opened to my eyes to what sex *could* be. Before her my sexual encounters had all been quite vanilla. A kinky session with a girl would have meant she let me cum on her, or she took it in the ass. Don't get me wrong - I enjoyed sex even in its most basic form, but Maria showed me that there were levels beyond my wildest young imaginings.

We were at her place, where we typically met, although this was only maybe the second or third time we'd done so. It was a sunny summer afternoon, and we were fucking.

Maria was on all fours, I was behind her, and I was, well, pounding away. It was pretty much my only move. I'd seen porn, and I knew that what every woman wanted was a relentless hammering action. You bang them as hard as you can for as long as you can, and then you cum. That's what sex is, right?

I was concentrating on not cumming. I'd been getting better at that recently, after learning that if you felt you were getting close, you just thought about something else. Didn't matter what it was, you just found anything that you didn't find sexy, and you focused on that until the feeling passed.

At that time I was thinking about what I was going to have dinner that night, whether I could afford to eat out, or if I'd need to settle for whatever I had in the cupboards at home. It was clearly working well, because when Maria spoke I got a bit of a shock. I was so in my zone, pummeling away on her pussy but trying to think about *not* pummeling away on her pussy, that I think I'd pretty much forgotten she was there.

"Is this fun for you?" she asked, her voice slightly out of breath, but, if I'm being honest, more bored than anything else.

"Yeah," I replied instinctively. "It's great."

"Really?"

She sounded so genuinely surprised by my answer that I slowed down my rhythm, but I didn't stop.

"Yeah?" I said again, only this time it was more of a question than a statement. "Why? Shouldn't I be? Am I doing something wrong?"

There was a pause, and for a horrible few seconds I thought she was going to tell me to stop fucking her, but clearly Maria was just taking her time to find words that wouldn't shatter the confidence of an enthusiastic 22 year old.

"No, Mikey, you aren't doing anything wrong, it's just that... well... is this all you want sex to be?"

I stopped entirely, my dick halfway in and halfway out of her pussy. I didn't know how to answer her. I didn't even really understand her question.

"You want to go on top?" I asked.

She giggled at that. In retrospect I know she wasn't really laughing at me, but at the time the sound of a woman laughing while my penis was inside her did cause that penis to shrink quite a bit.

Maria pulled forward so that my dick fell out of her and rolled onto her back. She really was beautiful. Shoulder-length dark hair framed a pretty elfen face. Her eyes were neither grey nor blue, but somewhere in-between. They were looking at me, kneeling there with my dick bobbing about in the breeze, suddenly feeling very aware of myself.

"What do you want from sex, Mikey? Is it enough for you to get your dick inside a woman, fuck her until you cum and then go home for snacks and beer?"

I got the feeling that telling her that sounded very close to my ideal fuck was probably a bad idea, if I wanted any chance of getting back inside her.

"No," I replied, hesitantly, searching my mind for a good answer. "I want the woman to have an orgasm too."

"Okay. That's a good start, but is it enough? Is it enough that you both have an orgasm? Don't you think that how you *get* to that orgasm is important too?"

I thought I knew what she was driving at now. I hadn't done it much before, but I was absolutely keen and eager to try.

"You want me to go down on you? Is that what you're saying?"

Maria's head falling back onto the bed in exasperation told me that what I'd suggested was not what she was looking for.

"Maria, I don't know what you want me to say," I said, probably more than a little petulantly. "Tell me what it is you want and I'll do it. I'm not a prude. I'm up for anything. You want me to lick you I'll do it. You want me to go on top, or you go on top, or you want it faster or slower, or whatever it is you want just tell me!"

She lifted her head and looked at me again. I could see she was considering something, but I had no idea what it was. Finally, she spoke again.

"Do you want me to blow your mind, Mikey?"

"Yes," I replied instantly.

"And are you willing to listen closely to what I say, and to do *exactly* what I tell you?"

"Yes. Definitely. Of course."

She regarded me for a further few seconds, and then got back into her original position, on all fours. I was weirdly pleased that she wasn't looking at me anymore.

"Okay," she said. "Tell me what you see."

I guessed she didn't want a description of the bedroom, so I focused on the important stuff.

"I can see your butt, and your pussy."

"Good. What do you think of my butt?"

"I think it's.... great?"

"Lick it."

I dutifully leaned forward and licked her ass cheek.

"No. Lick the hole."

Three words, that's all she said, and yet I felt like I'd been punched in brain. You didn't lick assholes! Maybe you fucked them, but you definitely didn't *lick* them.

"Don't worry, Mikey," she said. "I promise you I'm clean. Stick out your tongue, and lick my asshole. Get it really wet, please, because once you lick it, you're going to put your dick in it."

I mean, there's really nothing on earth that'll motivate a guy better than the promise of anal sex. So, I did as Maria instructed, starting off with just the tip of my tongue but quickly finding I liked doing it, and ending up rolling my entire tongue all over her quivering little butthole. As I did it I heard Maria making sounds that I'd never heard any girl make. Ever.

She was gasping and panting and groaning and pressing her ass back hard onto my mouth. And she was speaking too, sexy, encouraging words that went straight to my dick.

"Fuck yes, that's it Mikey. Remember to get it wet for me. Lick my little asshole. That's a good boy."

After maybe two minutes of licking, Maria's asshole was slick and slippery with my saliva, and my cock was straining to be allowed to fuck it.

"Okay," she said eventually. "You can stop now."

I did so immediately, and knelt up with my cock in my hand ready to push it into her now soaking asshole, but Maria had other ideas.

"Not yet, Mikey. Soon, but not yet. First I want you to just watch, okay?"

I wasn't sure what I was meant to watch, but then her hand appeared between her legs and she started to rub her pussy. She wasn't gentle with it. As I watched she pushed three fingers deep inside herself, then pulled them back out, glistening with her juices. She pushed them in again.

"Do you see how my hole stretches, Mikey? Do you see how it starts off small, but it opens up so easily?"

"Yes, I can see."

And I could. I watched as her pussy opened to take her fingers in, and then closed around them as she pulled them back out. I hadn't ever really looked at one so closely before. I was more than a little bit transfixed, and then Maria pulled three fingers out, but put four back in.

"Fuck," I said quietly, but obviously not so quietly she didn't hear me.

"You like that?" she asked.

"It's so fucking hot," I replied truthfully, watching her fuck herself with four fingers, watching as she splayed those fingers and stretched her hole even wide. And the sounds too. I'd never heard a pussy sound so.... silky.

She moved slightly on the bed, the hand that wasn't fucking her pussy was under her pillow, searching for something. A second or two later it emerged holding a little clear plastic bottle. She passed it back to me.

"Lube," she said. "I need you to squirt some on my hand, and some on my pussy, and get a little bit on my asshole too. I can feel that your saliva is dying up."

I took the bottle and popped the lid up. I'd never used lube before. I thought you only needed it if you weren't good enough to get a girl wet on your own. That's what my mates said anyway. But, right there and then, Maria could've told me drink the bottle of lube and I probably would have. Squirting it on her hand and her holes was something I happily did, watching as the clear, thick substance poured over her.

"Why do you need lube?" I asked. "Your pussy looks wet anyway."

"For this," was all she said.

I watched, completely amazed, as she tucked her thumb into her palm, and began to push her whole hand into her pussy. I watched as it opened up, could see how much it was stretched, as she very slowly inched her way inside herself. The knuckles of her hand were the widest part, and by the time she got to them, her hole was gaping wide open, wider than I ever knew a pussy could stretch to, so wide that it looked impossible. And yet, she kept pushing, until her knuckles slipped into her, and the rest of her hand followed quickly until all I could see was her wrist.

"Fucking hell!" I shouted. "Fucking hell, Maria!"

"It feels so good, Mikey," she said, panting, breathing hard, the words coming out singularly rather in a flowing sentence, like it took effort for her to speak. "I love feeling so stretched. Does it look sexy? Do you like it?"

"It's the hottest thing I've ever seen," I answered, truthfully. "It's fucking incredible. You've got your whole hand inside yourself."

"I do," she said. "And now you're going to put your cock in me too, Mikey."

I knew she meant put it in her asshole, purely because there seriously wasn't anymore space in her pussy, but even her asshole somehow looked smaller than it had before. Like her pussy being so stretched meant that her asshole had had to shrink a little.

"You're sure?" I asked.

"I'm sure, but go slowly, okay? And try to get a lot of lube on the tip of your dick. Act as if you're trying to push as much of it as possible into my asshole."

I was nervous as I held the base of my cock and tried to do as she asked, running it up and down her ass, trying to herd the lube into a bigger blob right on her asshole. My dick was utterly, utterly solid.

When there was a much lube there as I could get, I started to push my dick into her. At first her asshole was so tight that I didn't think I'd get it in, but Maria encouraged me to push a little bit harder, and gradually the swollen head of my cock started to dip into her asshole.

I could feel that I was *forcing* it to open up for me.

I could hear Maria breathing in an unnatural, deliberate way. Inhaling with purpose, exhaling with purpose.

"Slowly," she said. "That's it, nice and slowly."

I fought the urge to drive it right deep into her. I concentrated on listening to her words and following her instructions. I tried to ignore how incredibly tight and amazing her asshole felt. I knew even then that this wasn't something I was going to experience very often in my life, and I didn't want it to be over too soon.

"Does it feel good?" Maria asked, scuppering my attempted ignoring.

"I.... I can't," I whispered. "I don't want to cum. Not yet."

"Shhhhhh," she soothed me. "You won't cum. Right now you're doing this for me, not for you. Do you want me to feel good, Mikey?"

"Yes."

"Then you won't cum. You'll just keep pushing it into me. You'll enjoy how it feels, but you won't lose control of yourself, because you want me to enjoy it too. Right?"

"Yes, I want you to enjoy it."

And I did. The way she guided me, the way she took control of my actions, the way she was opening my eyes to the possibilities of what sex could be; I wanted this incredible woman to know how grateful I was for all of that.

Miraculously, as soon as that thought entered my mind, and I accepted that Maria deserved her pleasure before I got mine, I found that I could enjoy the sensations, but at the same time control my urge to ejaculate.

Without even realising it (or maybe she knew exactly what she doing), Maria had taught me how to both give *and* receive pressure simultaneously, while at the same time staying entirely present in the moment.

I pushed into her until my dick was fully embedded in her asshole. Little ripples of sensation passed right down my spine and travelled outwards across my body, like pulses of pure pleasure. I was close to having an out of body experience. It was so sensual, and intimate, and downright *erotic*. This was more than fucking to cum. This was fucking to fuck. It wasn't about the destination - it was about the journey. *Everything* was about the journey.

"Hold it there, Mikey," Maria said. "Hold it right there and tell me if you can feel this."

Suddenly, I felt something hard brush against my dick. I flinched, not expecting it. And then it pressed against my shaft again, pressed into it and ran a few inches along its length.

"Can you feel it?" Maria asked.

"What is it?"

"It's me," she said simply. "It's my hand. My knuckle rubbing against your dick. I'm touching you while you're *inside* me. Isn't that fucking incredible?"

I couldn't even speak. I nodded, even though she couldn't see me. Her knuckle continued moving up and down my shaft, pressing it through whatever membrane it was that separated her pussy from her ass. The tightness of her squeezing asshole, and then that heavenly pressing sensation.

"Tell me how it feels," she said. "I want to know. Please."

"It's the best thing I've ever felt in my life."

It was such a dumb statement, but it was also completely true. Every time her knuckle dragged along my dick it sent those same pulses of pressure and pleasure travelling along my dick and then up out through my entire body. I was feeling dizzy. I wasn't even fucking her. I was just inside her, and she was stroking my dick with the back of her hand, but it felt better than any pussy ever had before.

"How does it feel for you?" I managed to ask, remembering that this was as much about her as it was about me.

"Amazing," she purred. "I feel so wide, so stretched. I feel like another fraction of an inch inside me and I might split in two entirely. I feel like I'm on the verge of being torn in two, walking the line between absolute pleasure and absolute pain. I feel fuller than I have ever felt in my life, and I feel like any second now I'm going to orgasm so hard that I might pass out from the sheer fucking joy of it."

Yeah, Maria was much better with words than I was. There's no denying it.

"I want you to," I said. "I want you to cum right now, right like this. Tell me if there's anything I can do to make it better."

"Very, very gently, I want to start fucking my asshole. So gently. So slowly."

And that's what I did. Very aware of what she'd said about being close to being torn in two, I oh so slowly eased my dick back until just the head of it was still inside her, and then just as slowly pushed it back in.

Maria was making noises that I can only really describe as 'gurgling'. Like she was breathing out while also having a mouth full of saliva. This was accompanied by a soft, high pitched whining, sand then a deep, guttural grunt. Her body began to tremble so quickly it was more like a vibration. And her hand continued to touch my dick inside her body.

"Maria, I'm going to cum," I said, knowing that I couldn't fight it any longer.

She didn't answer. Didn't say a word. Just kept shaking and vibrating and making those strange noises. I knew she was in the middle of an orgasm, but I didn't realise it was one so deep that her body was the only part of her that was still in the room.

I came.

I couldn't fight it any longer.

I waited until my dick was as far up her ass as I could get it, and then I came.

It was strange in lots of ways, that orgasm. Yes, it was more powerful than any I'd had before it. And yes, it seemed to go on and on and on and on for an eternity. But, that wasn't the strangest part. The really weird bit was that in the past, whenever I'd cum in a girl, it had happened when I was driving in and out of her pussy as hard and fast as I could, but there, with Maria, my cock was hardly moving at all.

I learned that day that friction was a nice feeling, and it would definitely get you off, but if you wanted the real quality orgasms, you needed to get right inside someone's head, and let them get equally as deep inside yours.

As I shot into her asshole, I felt Maria pull her hand out of herself, and while I was still cumming she fell forwards onto the bed, my dick popped out of her, and the last of my spurts shot onto her ass and her back.

I fell forwards with her, landing on top of her, lacking the physical awareness to stop my momentum.

And we lay there, just breathing, for a solid five minutes. Finally it was Maria who broke the silence.

"Fuuuuck," she said.

"Fuuuuck," I agreed.

There really wasn't anything else to add.

That was the day my eyes were opened.

About me:

My name is Alexander and I am 40 years old. Physically I am 6ft tall, fair skinned, with blue eyes and long blonde/brown hair and a trimmed beard. If you imagine the stereotypical Viking, then you won't be too far from picturing me.

I am educated, intelligent, playful and have always had a particular fascination with domination and submission. I enjoy the psychology just as much (or perhaps even more) as I enjoy the more physical aspects. I am not someone who pretends to be dominant just as a ploy to sleep with women. I have no respect for those men, and regardless of whether you reply to this post or not; neither should you.

As you may have gathered from the title of this post, I am currently seeking a new submissive. I have always felt a stronger physical attraction to women of races different from my own. This isn't a fetish; merely a personal preference. I do not care if you are older than me or younger than me. I do not care how tall you are or what your body shape is. I do not care if you are a doctor or a cleaner, single or married. I am ultimately seeking an intense, fulfilling connection between two minds who are both willing to be completely open in the hope of finding something truly incredible.

What you can expect from me:

Essentially, I can offer you a safe, honest and reliable space where you can explore your desire to be submissive. I will not demand naked photographs, and nor will I instruct you to call me master, or sir, or any other adorable little pseudonyms. Initially, all I require is your honesty, and a genuine interest in dominance and submission. You do not need to be experienced - we will have a conversation (via online messaging to begin with) and see if we are suited to one another. Whether we decide to move forwards or not, I will happily answer any questions you might have and hopefully at the very least give you an insight into what true dominance and submission should look like.

Hopefully you can see from the time and care that I put into this post that I am not just some man trying to find sex. If you decide to reply to me, I can promise that no matter what, I am someone who takes your wellbeing very seriously.

If you do decide to send me a message, it would be helpful if you could tell me a little bit about yourself and why you're interested in submission. It doesn't have to be a 1000 word essay - just enough words so that we can start a conversation.

Thank you for reading, I hope to hear from you, and if I'm not who you're looking for then I sincerely hope you find who you need.

My best regards,

Alexander

About me:

My name is Alexander and I am 40 years old. Physically I am 6ft tall, fair skinned, with blue eyes and long blonde/brown hair and a trimmed beard. If you imagine the stereotypical Viking, then you won't be too far from picturing me.

I am educated, intelligent, playful and have always had a particular fascination with domination and submission. I enjoy the psychology just as much (or perhaps even more) as I enjoy the more physical aspects. I am not someone who pretends to be dominant just as a ploy to sleep with women. I have no respect for those men, and regardless of whether you reply to this post or not; neither should you.

As you may have gathered from the title of this post, I am currently seeking a new submissive. I have always felt a stronger physical attraction to women of races different from my own. This isn't a fetish; merely a personal preference. I do not care if you are older than me or younger than me. I do not care how tall you are or what your body shape is. I do not care if you are a doctor or a cleaner, single or married. I am ultimately seeking an intense, fulfilling connection between two minds who are both willing to be completely open in the hope of finding something truly incredible.

What you can expect from me:

Essentially, I can offer you a safe, honest and reliable space where you can explore your desire to be submissive. I will not demand naked photographs, and nor will I instruct you to call me master, or sir, or any other adorable little pseudonyms. Initially, all I require is your honesty, and a genuine interest in dominance and submission. You do not need to be experienced - we will have a conversation (via online messaging to begin with) and see if we are suited to one another. Whether we decide to move forwards or not, I will happily answer any questions you might have and hopefully at the very least give you an insight into what true dominance and submission should look like.

Hopefully you can see from the time and care that I put into this post that I am not just some man trying to find sex. If you decide to reply to me, I can promise that no matter what, I am someone who takes your wellbeing very seriously.

If you do decide to send me a message, it would be helpful if you could tell me a little bit about yourself and why you're interested in submission. It doesn't have to be a 1000 word essay - just enough words so that we can start a conversation.

Thank you for reading, I hope to hear from you, and if I'm not who you're looking for then I sincerely hope you find who you need.

My best regards,

Alexander