Page 104 of S is for SEX

He continued to fuck my ass deeply but not savagely. Confused on why I was enjoying it as much as I was, I simply exhaled what little breath I had left in my lungs and allowed myself to relish in the odd sensuality of having Luke balls-deep inside my ass.

With his muscular forearm pressed into my upper back and my hair clenched in his fist, he gripped my neck with his free hand. Now pulling against the front of my neck and squeezing it slightly, he had me on the verge of what was undoubtedly going to be the most intense orgasm I ever had the luxury of experiencing.

“You sexy little bitch,” he breathed into my ear. “I love that tight little ass of yours.”

Jesusfuckingchrist.

He released my neck and continued to punish my virgin ass. As my mind continued to swim in the pool of sensual bliss anal sex had cast me into, I felt his finger slide deep into my pussy. Within a few seconds, he was finger fucking me into a complete state of confusion. My body, my mind, and two of my three available holes were all fighting for a means of expressing their pleasure. Realizing I was on the cusp of something earth shattering, I opened my mouth and waited for whatever it was to escape me.

He continued to simultaneously jackhammer his finger in and out of me while he fucked my ass with the precision of a trained professional. And, just like that, he found my threshold.

As he methodically proceeded to tickle my g-spot with the tip of his middle finger and fuck my ass with the entire length of his throbbing cock, every muscle in my body tensed, released, and then began to quiver.

A mild groan escaped me.

Then, it evolved into a growl.

And with the growl came a sensual explosion.

“Ooooohhhhh.” I moaned in a sixty-second-long blood-curdling howl.

From well within me, an orgasm of epic proportion unleashed. Unlike any other climax I had ever experienced, it came from deep inside of me and not from my outer extremities. I opened my eyes wide and let it flow through me like a sexual river rushing to its final destination.

My ears rang, my vision blurred, and the two holes that were filled with Luke’s love felt like they exploded at the same time.

Luke had once again hit spots in me I didn’t even know I had. Fabulous sex had quickly been redefined.

I collapsed face-first onto the comforter. A few minutes later, and I found myself staring blankly at the ceiling, not necessarily knowing how I got there.

My legs were shaking ever-so-slightly, but uncontrollably.

“Come here, Baby,” he said.

I blinked a few times and stared as he picked me up and into his arms.

“We’re going to go take warm bath,” he said.

Incapable of responding, I simply gazed up at him and nodded.

He provided me what I wanted, what I had begged for, and what I thought I needed, but on his own terms. I wasn’t prepared for the intensity of the orgasm that followed, but I doubted anything I could have done would have prepared me.

Luke wasn’t only my best friend, sexual partner, and lover.

He also protected me from myself without making me feel like an idiot.

And, for that reason alone, I loved him even more.

One orgasm at a time.

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