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I do as he says and feel Helga rubbing something wet and warm on my ass. Lube. Eric opens my ass cheeks to help her out, and when he sees the anxiousness on my face, he moves his hips to penetrate me farther.

“All mine ... tonight you will be all mine.”

Helga places the vibrator at the very threshold of my anus and draws circles with it. Over and over until I realize she’s begun to enter me. Eric kisses me. He bites my lips, my chin, as Helga penetrates me.

The intrusion in my ass forces me to move, and that motivates Eric, who’s still inside me. His enormous penis moves slowly and carefully as Helga advances inch by inch. Suddenly, Helga makes a brusque movement that causes me to scream. I feel pain ... but it disappears as Eric moves.

“It’s OK ... It’s over, love ... Like that ... Just let go ... Relax so you’ll dilate and be able to receive me.”

Helga’s body is completely glued to my butt. She gives me a little slap.

“You’re totally penetrated, Judith. Move.”

Eric does it for me.

What I feel in that instant when I’m penetrated in both my ass and my vagina is hallucinatory. Following Eric’s movements, Helga starts to come in and out of me. My ass soon feels full from the vibrator swelling as it comes in and out. I’m so lubricated, I hear the lube smack while she holds on to my waist and penetrates me over and over.

Four hands have me by the waist and move me around however they like. Forward ... back ... forcefully ... tenderly ... softly ... hard. I see Eric’s face, and I think he’s going to explode. But suddenly, they both pull out of me. Eric comes up behind me and slowly penetrates me through the same channel Helga just exited. Eric’s erection is nothing like the dildo; yet what at first made me scream suddenly fits perfectly, and I pant as Eric murmurs in my ear.

“Now you’re finally all mine ... all mine ...”

“Yes ...”

“Oh, babe ... you’re so tight ... so tight ...”

He once more squeezes his hips against me, and I hiss with pleasure. My God ... I love what he does, what he says to me. It drives me crazy to feel him shaking as he does it. He’s containing himself. I know he wants to just ram me. I move my hips and push myself at Eric. He’s clenching his teeth.

“Hard ... do it hard.”

“No ... I don’t want to hurt you.”

But my desire is wild, and I shove my ass forcefully up against him and scream as I feel the totality of his erection.

“Don’t be foolish, love ... You’re going to hurt yourself.”

He doesn’t take his penis from my ass but moves his hands to my vagina. He opens my labia, and when he squeezes my clit, I move ... I whimper ... and I search for more depth. Eric gives it to me. Every time he comes in and out, there’s greater comfort. His finger squeezes my clit again and I shriek. Minutes pass and we remain fused. I don’t want him to finish. I only want for him to keep on squeezing himself against me and for this bliss to never end. Finally, he gets some speed up, and even though these thrusts aren’t as strong or as deep as what he does in my vagina, a savage orgasm takes over me, and I scream as I push up against him. Eric comes too and then removes his penis and rolls to the side. On the way, he grabs me as my convulsions continue, and he hugs me.

“I love you, Jude,” he says. “I love you like I never thought I would ever love.”

65

The following morning, when I wake up, I’m alone and naked in our enormous bed.

I see the suit Eric was wearing last night thrown carelessly on a chair, and my dress not far from it. I smile and sigh. For a while, I just lie there and do a mental review of the last few months with him. I feel like I’m on a roller coaster. I don’t want the ride to ever end.

My cell buzzes. It’s my father, telling me he’s going back to Jerez. I call him to say goodbye, and I smile, recalling how happy he was last night. He and Eric have made a good connection, and that’s very important to me. We agree to see each other at Christmas. I’ll say goodbye to him over the holiday and then fly out to my love in Germany.

After I hang up with him, I leave my cell on the nightstand. I see the jar of lube, and I close my eyes. I still can’t believe I’ve done the things I’ve done. Never in my life would I have imagined having with any other man the kind of lust-filled sex I have with Eric. Every day I understand more and more what Eric once explained to me about curiosity and experimentation. That kind of thirst and inquiry can take you to unexpected places.

In the past few months, I’ve had sex in every way imaginable, and Eric has shared me with men and women. If someone had said to me a year ago that I would do all this, I’d have thought they were nuts. But no. Here I am, naked in Eric’s bed, ready to indulge both his fantasies and mine.

I get up, and when I sit, I grimace because my ass hurts. I go straight to the shower. When I come out, Eric is sitting on the bed. He’s turned on some music, and seeing me, he grins.

“What’s wrong?”

“My asshole hurts.”

He flinches. “Love ... I told you to be careful,” he says in a low voice.

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