The longest, most languid and delerious session of play…

Tongues probing, fingers stroking, moans escaping, toys buzzing, his grunts and our waves of pleasure.

No one to have to be quiet for, nothing to have to get up for in the morning, not a thing standing in the way of enjoying each other and indulging in the kinks and delicious perversions we are seldom free and able to fully explore.

Allowing myself to fully submit to him, submit like I’ve really wanted to, submit like I goddamn well love to deep down, but hesitate, because, well… we all have some inhabitions.

He is touching me with both hands, hovering over me and laying kisses softly on my face, neck and breasts.  His coarse facial hair ever so slightly rubbing on my skin.  I am shuddering involuntarily in absolute pleasure… the sweetest kind of sensory overload.

His face moves down to my pussy, a soft, long lick over my clit and if I didn’t before, I now fully belong to him, to the sensation he is creating.  His fingers are still inside me, but his other hand slick with my wetness has moved lower.  He is stroking and gently probing the entrance to my ass and it feels absolutely phenomonal.

1 finger easily slides inside me and I lose it, everything feels so good, almost too good and I can hear my cries and the cheap vinyl couch underneath me as I writhe.

It would easily have been an hour of this calibre of play, the only breaks when I ask him to stop and fuck my face.  I remember distinctly that his pubic hair smelt wonderful in my face… like clean linen or something equally wholesome and nice.  I know I have one of my bigger butt toys inside me and have at one point been penetrated annally with 2 fingers not only comfortably but extremely pleasurably when I decide I want him to fuck me there.

I stop the proceedings to ask in my politest voice if he would be so kind and giving as to put his cock inside my ass, please.

We make ourselves even more slippery with pjur and take our time to ease him inside me.  I am on all fours and holding a vibe up against my clit.  He slides, slowly, gradually inside me and it feels incredible.  He gently thrusts inside me, back and forth, constantly checking in with me, asking if I feel good and rubbing his hands down my sides, brushing the sides of my breasts and over my buttocks.

I know I’m making a hell of a lot of noise at this point, but I just don’t care, I feel so good and so overwhelmed with sensation.  Our gentle anal sex soon becomes progressively nastier as I am more and more comfortable.  I tell him to grab my hair.

At no point did I feel pain, but there was a very ‘stretched’ sort of feeling going on and I knew that it meant we had to be gentle or discomfort would most definitely follow.  We just took our time though and actually had a little rest break part way through, we were both sweating like mad.

This, my first anal sex experience, was so thoroughly enjoyable I am so happy I slowly and deliberately experimented and then gradually worked towards full penetrative sex.  I have learnt so much about my body and it’s response to anal stimulation in many forms, I felt comfortable and at ease… okay no, I was downright eager for the actual sex by the time the act itself occured.  It is also a testament to the awesomeness and openess in my relationship.  I am with the most beautiful, sensual, gentle man that I love and trust so freaking much the force of this feeling frightens me sometimes.

So in conclusion: first time butt seks FTW!