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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

LIV

No matter how uncomfortable I seemed to feel as a result of my odd sexual desires, Luke’s acceptance of me was all the reassurance I needed. He made it obvious that although I may not fit into the world’s mold of a typical 25-year-old woman, I snapped into place in his perfectly.

After an hour-long session of kissing, sucking his cock, vaginal intercourse, and experiencing having him tease my ass with various toys, I was mentally prepared for my introduction into the world of women who had tried butt sex.

“Please don’t fuck me in the ass,” I whined.

“I thought you wanted me to…”

I pressed my bare chest into the comforter, reached behind me, and spread my ass cheeks as wide as I could.

“You can fuck me, Mister. But, please. Whatever you do, don’t shove your cock in ass.”

I was done playing around. Knowing Luke had more hang-ups than I did, I thought maybe the please don’t fuck me, Mister routine may coerce him into taking the next step.

Spreading my ass cheeks only made matters worse. For whatever reason, spreading my ass apart was turning me on. Hell, everything turned me on. As I felt Luke gathering my hair in his hand, I pressed my face into the comforter and prayed.

I felt cold lube on my ass. Something – but definitely not his cock – began sliding in and out of my ass. I sighed a shallow sigh of boredom into the comforter and although he couldn’t even see me, rolled my eyes.

A few seconds later, and I felt his cock slide into my overly anxious pussy. We had exercised foreplay for so long my pussy had opened up like a flower. The introduction of his cock into my wet crevice was like tossing a cucumber down the hallway. Two or three full strokes of his cock later, and I fought to convince myself that he was satisfying me.

Quickly becoming bored with the thought of having him fuck me, and feeling terrible for harboring the feeling, I raised from the comforter slightly and leaned forward. Hoping to cause him to at least tug against my hair slightly, I was disappointed when I felt no resistance whatsoever.

He slowly slid himself out of my wetness.

I sighed, wondering if another session of me sucking his cock was next. Hopefully, if nothing else, I could convince him to fuck my face.

It would be better than nothing.

I felt slight pressure on my asshole as he pulled my hair tight. Then, a little more pressure against my ass. He forced his chest against my back as he lifted my head and shoulders by pulling my hair even more taught.

“Not in the ass, huh?” he breathed into my ear.

Oh, God. Please.

“No, please no!” I whimpered.

I felt his girth slowly slide inside of me.

Holy shit.

With great care, he worked himself in and out of my tight ass, giving me a little more length with each stroke. I chewed against my lip as I tried to identify just what it was I was feeling, knowing nothing more than the fact that I liked it. It was much different than being fucked in the pussy, but I was in heaven regardless. The feeling of cold lube against my ass startled me, but not near as much as what followed.

I clenched the comforter in my hands and gasped as he slid his entire length into me. I tried to collapse into the comforter only to have him pull against my hair and breathe his warm breath into my ear.

“Too bad I don’t let little girls call the shots,” he growled.

Apparently all of the anal foreplay was for good reason. Without further warning, he began to work his girth in and out of my ass. My eyes bulged and I opened my mouth wide, but for all the right reasons.

It was incredible.

Chloe was right.

Being fucked in the ass was everything I had hoped for.

And more.

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