I screeched. My cock leaked a puddle all over my abdomen.
Max withdrew, gave me a few strong licks. Quickly, he undid his pants and shoved them off, then grabbed the oil from the nightstand. He squirted it on my crack. As he knelt between my knees, I got a good glimpse of him pouring it over his rampant cock. It looked so hard, purple at the head.
“Does it hurt, Daddy?”
He looked at me, rubbing the oil in. The purple head wagged in front of me.
I reached between my legs and touched my fingers to it, then lightly pinched the tip. “It’s so ready. You need to put that in me.”
“Baby, you are so right.”
We’d had the PrEP discussion the first time we’d slept together. A fast, informal information exchange. We had no worries right now. Nothing stopping us.
“You have to claim me, Daddy. Make me yours.”
“I told you I’d take care of all your needs, baby. This is one of them.”
“Yes, Daddy. Take care of me. I have a hungry hole.”
“Sweet thing. How did I get so lucky?”
“You’re my Secret Santa. That’s magic, Daddy. You did it. You made magic.”
“Baby, put your hands around your thighs and hold yourself open for me, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I grabbed underneath my thighs and pulled them back as far as they would go. Rocking back, the pillow gave me extra support. My scars did not tug or hurt at all.
Max ran his big cockhead up and down my crack. It slid along the oiled crevice, finding its target. My hole was relaxed and oiled. Max’s mouth had made me open and wanting.
The head of his cock caught on the rim, and he pressed down. My hole opened around the head. He didn’t force anything, but let my rim expand to take him. I pulled back harder on my legs while at the same time relaxing my anal muscles until I felt the head of his cock pop inside.
“Baby, that’s good. That’s such a good boy.”
“Daddy, I feel it inside.”
“Yes, baby. Can you take more?”
“Please. Push harder. I want you to fill me up.” My cock jerked at our sexy talk. I was so turned on.
Max pressed against me. I felt the slide, the oil oozing, the way his cock stretched me. I thought I’d come just from that. But I wanted to last. I wanted every inch before I gave away all my control.
“More, Daddy.” My voice came out strained.
Inch by inch, Max pressed his cock inside me, moaning and groaning the entire time. My head fell back. I gripped my thighs harder, trying to keep hold of them.
Max’s cock finally slid in to the hilt, his balls pressing my upper ass cheeks.
“You’re so beautiful,” he breathed. “So tight.”
“Daddy, it feels good. So good. You fill up my emptiness. I want you to fill me. Again and again.”
“I’m going to thrust now, sweetheart. I can’t hold back. But if it hurts you, tell me.”
My cock jerked at that. I knew when he started to fuck me, I’d come fast.
“Yes, thrust in and out, please. Please, Daddy. Do it.” I held my breath. My orgasm was right there.
He pulled out halfway and pushed in. My body rocked back. Nothing hurt. He did it again and then I felt my mind spin. My body felt like it was turning itself inside out.