Slowly, I thrust as gently as she can. She grunts and murmurs and groans. But I get the sense that she’s starting to enjoy it. I insinuate my hand beneath her and stroke her clitoris.
“Holy Jesus,” she exclaims.
There’s a lot going on for her between my cock in her ass, the Ben Wa balls in her pussy, and my fingers fondling her clit.
“Oh my God, can I come?” she asks.
I mentally pump my fist in victory. I wanted her to like anal sex, but I wasn’t sure if she would enjoy it enough to climax.
As I rock my hips, she releases a shaky groan.
“Yes…oh, yes,” she murmurs. “Can I come?”
“Come good,” I reply.
With each thrust, I can sense her getting closer and closer to her orgasm. I’ve been holding off on mine, though I could have easily come a number of times earlier.
She erupts into shudders, and the spasms around my cock send me over the edge. An earthquake goes off inside of me. I try to hold on to control so I don’t pump too hard or shove myself too deep. I don’t know that I’m successful because for several seconds, the only thing I’m aware of is the euphoric intensity wracking me from head to toe. I vaguely hear the slapping of flesh against flesh as I drain myself into her.
Fuck…just fuck.
After withdrawing, I roll onto my back beside her. I pull her over to me.
“You good?” I ask.
She shivers and exhales, “Yes.”
I smile at the prospect of more anal sex in the future. This is perfect. Right now, life is perfect.