Christ, I love Greek! Women just don't seem to understand that aman can find just as much pleasure in the warm confines of a well-muscled ass as they can in the satin embrace of a well-wettedcunt. Maybe we men have conditioned them too well to ignoring onehole for the other: nonetheless, every man I've talked to about itloves Greek and every woman who I've talked to about it has beenless than enthusiastic. So imagine my surprise last weekend whenOphelia treated me to the joys of anal sex in what must be thefirst time in five or six years.
The night started our strangely. Ophelia had just finished re-arranging her large library and was exhausted. As suits mybiological clock, I was just coming awake at 10 PM when she wasturning in. She invited me to bed and I politely declined: I washorny as usual and told her I'd keep her awake. After a couple ofmore requests from her, I stripped and crawled in beside her.Ophelia loves to snuggle and wasted no time in curling her smallbody up next to mine. I turned and kissed her. She was oddlyresponsive for her tired state, and teased me with a hint oftongue in her kisses. I reached down to feel her muff and foundit just beginning to rev as her right hand slipped down her bellyto her clit.
I took up what has become my customary position between her legs -kneeling and using my cock as a sex toy to tickle her lower labiaand the entrance to her cunt. But this time I let my aim wanderlower to the wonderful curve where ass, crotch, and leg meet. Irubbed my cock against this soft crescent and expanded the stroketo brush against the entrance to her ass. I noticed that everytime that my prick touched her rosebud, her strokes on her clitquickened. It wasn't long before I was pressing the tip of mycock against her asshole.
Surprise! My cock slipped easily into her ass until the entirehead was buried inside, and just as I was about to pull out andapoligize, she handed me a bottle of sex lubricant and said "Whatthe fuck? Why not?". I pulled back and poured the lubricant onmy hard cock and noticed her pussy was swollen and very wet. Iworked my cock back into its previous nest. It was so easy. Icould feel her ass muscles relaxing and opening for me. I easedever so slowly deeper. Such heaven! Like a warm, wet handgripping all around my prick - so much tighter than pussy, anddelightful in an entirely different way. I could feel her hipsgrind against me as I worked the last of my seven-plus inches intoher back door. Realizing where I was and how long it had beensince I'd known this pleasure, I had to fight to pull the reignsin on my orgasm.
It seemed like forever - my slow rocking pulling my cock almostfull-length out of her ass before easing it back in until my ballsrested against her firm buns. Her right hand furiously massagedher clit and her left hand played at the entrance of her cunt,pressing on the full length of her labia. And all the while mycock was enveloped in a firm net of gripping muscles that wrestledto bring the cum from me. "It's so weird," she said as shesearched for the grip on her own orgasm. Suddenly, it was uponher. I felt her ass open up like a mouth that was just to blow upa ballon. "Are you close?" she hissed. "No," I grunted.She was close, tho'. Too close to stop. I felt her stiffen andlurch under me. "Uuhhhh! Come on you bastard! Fill my ass!" sheyelled as she dug her nails into my back. Amazing what a littledirty talk will do - from that special nowhere where good menhide their orgasms until their lovers are ready, my load boltedfrom my crotch to my brain and back to my flushed balls. Igripped the pillow with my teeth and jerked my neck back and forthand tried not to deafen Ophelia when my cum blasted out of my cocklike water from a firehose. The rush of jism racing up my tubeseemed to last for stroke after stroke until sweaty Opheliagasped, grunted, and pushed me from on top of her. Since I havea little anal experience myself, I knew the sudden discomfort ofhaving something in your ass after you've orgasmed. Iconsiderately slipped out of her despite not having finsihed myown orgasm to my complete satisfaction.
I kissed her and thanked her for her special gift, but she pushedme away. "Go wash off and fuck my pussy," she said " I feel likesomething's undone." So after a quick and thourough shower, Ireturned to the futon where her dripping, swollen twat waited formy not-quite-recovered cock.
And that's another story...
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