I never thought I’d be into anal, but after meeting him, everything changed. Ethan was confident, charming, and had this twinkle in his eye that just made me melt. We were exploring each other in the bedroom, and I found myself craving something new, something wild.
“So, have you ever…done this before?” Ethan asked, his voice low and husky as he positioned himself behind me. I gave a shy nod, and he grinned.
“Now I get to be the one to take you there.”
He started with gentle, teasing touches, his fingers circling my tight back entrance. Each brush sent shivers down my spine, and I found myself arching into him, seeking more. Ethan was patient, preparing me thoroughly with lubricant and slow, deliberate pushes of his finger.
Finally, with a deep breath, he led me onto my hands and knees, thrusting his hard length into me with a slow, easy pace. The stretch was intense, but Ethan’s expert handling and wicked encouragement made me play with fire, moaning loudly as I accepted every inch of him.
“Oh fuck, Lexi, you’re so tight,” Ethan groaned, picking up speed. “I can feel your walls squeezing me.”
The pressure built inside me, coiling tighter and tighter until I exploded in a spectacular orgasm, my body convulsing with pleasure as Ethan filled me with his hot seed.
Afterwards, I lay tangled in his arms, the aftershocks still racing through me. Ethan stroked my hair as we basked in the afterglow.
“You were incredible,” he murmured, nuzzling my neck.
I let out a contented sigh, already craving the next time he’d take me there.