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I expect him to travel back down to my clit, to drive me even more crazy, but he doesn’t. His fingers keep travelling upwards until he reaches my puckered asshole. My cheeks are wide open in this position, and so it’s easy for him to swirl his finger around my rim.
Initially, I’m a bit embarrassed, as I’ve never been touched there before. He knows I want to try it, though. So, when I feel him spreading my juices all around my ass, I should be excited for what’s to come… but I’m terrified. What if his cock’s too big for me? What if it hurts?
My heart races and my breathing starts to come out in pants as I begin to hyperventilate. Those damn spots appear in front of my vision again, and I try to blink them away, but they just cause the blurred vision to worsen. If I keep going at this pace, it’s a certainty that I will pass out.
That’s when I hear Lee’s voice. I know he’s right beside my ear, but he feels so far away, like he’s a distant whisper. “Hey… Em. Listen to my voice. Come on, Beautiful. You can do this. That’s it, deep breaths,” he instructs as I do my best to listen to him and do as I’m told. “Good girl.”
His praise is exactly what I need to hear, and I start to breathe normally, which helps calm me down. I’m still bent over the bed, but Lee is kneeling down beside my head, stroking my cheek as he makes sure I’m okay.
He asks me how I’m doing, and so of course I lie and tell him I’m fine. I can’t tell him that the pounding in my head is worse than anything I’ve ever had before. That I have pins and needles in my limbs that have nothing at all to do with sex or this position. Or even worse, how do I tell him about those damn spots and the way my vision blurs sometimes.
My doctor has said I’m fine… that it’s just anxiety, and it might be. Hell, after what just happened, I’m probably leaning more toward agreeing with the doctor. I was getting nervous and anxious about doing anal when my body kicked off.
Instead of unburdening all my problems on him, I choose a lie. “I’m fine. I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”
Lee nods. “Look, Em. We don’t have to do anything tonight. We can get into bed and just cuddle, if you’d like?” He’s looking at me full of concern and a little sadness, which I hate. I want to go back to a few moments before when he was gazing at me like I’m sexy, full of lust and desire.
“I want you to fuck me, like you said you would,” I snap, making sure all he see’s when he looks in my bluey-grey eyes is determination.
At first he doesn’t say anything, he just looks at me like he’s trying to read what I’m not saying. But, despite me not being completely honest with him about what caused the anxiety, his question was whether I wanted to have sex or just cuddle. My answer to that is one hundred percent genuine, and there’s no denying that. I know he can see it clearly on my face.
“So why did me playing with your cute little ass make you anxious?” he asks, as he stands back up and moves behind me again. I feel his thighs hit the back of my legs, and my breath hitches in anticipation. I love when his body is this close to mine.
As he’s waiting for me to answer, he rubs the head of his hard length through my slit, spreading my juices as it goes. As soon as the head presses against my sensitive clit, my back arches and a loud moan rips free.
“Answer me, Emmaleigh. Or I will take it away!” he snaps, as he continues to drag the head of his cock through my folds.
“I was just a little anxious because we’ve never done anal before. I’ve never had anyone play with my asshole. It started off as just the normal embarrassment of having a guy—you—looking and touching such an intimate part of my body. But then my brain just went into overdrive. All I could think about is how big your cock is. I was worried it wouldn’t fit, or that it would hurt me. You don’t get wet in your ass to produce the natural lube like you get in your pussy, and I know we can use lube, but I don’t have any. I know I probably should have bought some because we did talk about doing anal. And I do really want to try, it’s just—”
It’s like I have verbal diarrhoea and I just can’t stop fucking talking. Luckily, Lee interrupts me by spanking my ass. I yelp as he startles me. It’s not a hard spank like it normally is, this is just enough to get me to shut the fuck up, and I’m grateful for it. Who knows how much more crap I would have talked about if he hadn’t stopped me. It’s an awful trait I have, I talk when I’m nervous.
“So, you do still want to do anal, but you have reservations?” he asks, summarising my long speech into just a couple of words, and I can’t help but chuckle.
“Yes, that’s the short version.”
I don’t need to look back to see him smiling, I can feel his body move as he tries to hide his little chuckle. “Okay, so how about we discuss anal later. Right now, I want to sink my big, hard cock into your tight, wet pussy. Can we do that?”
“Yes, please,” I whimper.
He barely lets me finish my plea before he presses the head of his cock against my hole. I cry out with pleasure as the engorged tip spreads open my entrance. Pausing for a second, I can feel Lee’s breathing increase as he rakes his fingers down my spine before travelling back up again to fist my hair into his hand once more.
As he tugs on my hair, a harsh sting spreading across my scalp, he pushes his hard length further and further in. At first he moves painfully slowly, but as he pulls harder on my scalp, it forces me to lift my head up off the bed and arches my back more. My tits are just scraping across the fabric of the duvet, the friction creating a heady sensation.
It doesn’t take him long to bottom out, and as soon as he does, Lee freezes for a few seconds, no doubt giving me the time I need to adjust. It doesn’t take me anywhere near as long as it used to, my pussy more used to him now. I can hear Lee trying to slow down his breathing, and I try to do the same. It’s been two weeks since we were together, and I have a feeling this is going to be a quick one for us both. Not that I’m bothered. I just want to feel him.
“Please, Lee. Move. Now,” I beg, not giving a shit about the rules. I need to feel more of him, as this is like fucking torture.
Lee’s grip on my hip tightens to the point it’s almost bruising, and he pulls back on my hair just that little bit more, the stinging on my scalp paling into insignificance when he starts moving his hips. At first he pulls back so fucking slowly I want to scream at him, and when he stops, just the tip still inside me, I almost do. But before I get a chance, he slams back inside me, his cock hitting so deep I can’t help but yelp as his balls smash against my clit when he bottoms out.
He feels so fucking deep I can barely catch my breath before he really starts moving. Long slow strokes as he pulls back before slamming inside me, hard and fast.
Both our breathing increases as he hits that sweet spot deep inside again and again, and each time I squeeze the walls of my pussy around his cock, he loses control just that little more. His movements become more uncoordinated and frantic, in between his thrusts loud grunts fill the air.
As we both chase our release he starts to move faster, thrusting into me harder each time. He pulls back on my hair even more, and the pain shooting through my scalp only adds to the overwhelming sensations. He pulls until I’m standing upright, my back still arched, and this new position changes the angle his cock hits, causing a loud, guttural moan to rip from my throat.
Once he has me upright, he lets go of my hair and moves that hand around to wrap around the front of my throat. His other hand continues its bruising grip on my hip as he uses that to control me, pulling my body back hard so that I slam harder on his cock—which I fucking love.
He continues his frantic pace, and I can feel my pussy getting wetter, so close to my impending release. Given the desperate thrusts, I think Lee is close too. As I feel the sensation deep within my lower stomach start to grow, the tightening of my muscles I feel whenever I’m getting ready to come, Lee begins to squeeze my throat with his hand.
