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Tell me what you want – Anal sex

09/11/2024

It had never been a plan, so much as a fantasy he had. John had been dating Sonya for 3 months. He’d taken her virginity after 3 weeks, and they had been active ever since. He enjoyed being with her immensely, enjoyed showing her new things, doing things no one had done to her before.

They had gone for a nice dinner this particular night. Talk ranged across all subjects: college life, family, politics. He’d spent a lot of time admiring her. She always dressed conservatively. A first generation American, her Korean parents had not raised a wild child. He had discovered, to his delight, that she was not afraid of trying new things.

This particular night he’d been planning to walk her back to her dorm. He held her close, his arm around her shoulder, against the cold. They were most of the way back when she stepped away from him, then turned to face him.

He stood a few inches taller, and looked down at her pretty face. Her shoulder-length black hair framed her beautifully. He was somewhat surprised — pleasantly, but still surprised — when she placed both hands on his chest and said, “Take me to your place, Dana is home.”

He smiled. She did, too. There was only one reason she didn’t want to be around her roommate. John didn’t need to be asked twice.

Within minutes they entered his apartment, going directly to his room. As he shut the door Sonya removed her long coat, dropping it to the floor. Before he could say a word she was on him, pulling his mouth to hers. John held her to him, letting her tongue in.

“I want you. Now, John, I want you.” She was never like this. Clothes came off, and soon she was lying on his bed. He slid between her slender thighs, she knew what was coming. She loved it. Originally shy having him so focused on her, she now relished the feeling. She held his head as his tongue made contact with her thighs. Sonya raised her knees, pushed herself towards him.

John had no idea where this had come from, and did not really care. He licked, teased, sucked her clit. One finger, than two slid into her. She was wet, hot, tight. God he loved having this girl. His idea — his fantasy — came to him. As he finger fucked her harder, he slid one finger on his left hand down to caress her asshole.

She had pushed him away before. Sonya felt him touching her. But she felt even more the fingers in her, the tongue and mouth on her. Fingering her ass just added to it; she decided she didn’t care.

John kept his pace with her, but was now paying careful attention. She didn’t push him away like the times before. He ran the finger up, wetting it, before sliding it back down. He began to apply slight pressure. She tensed, he pushed hard with his right hand, into her pussy. She moaned, pushing into his mouth.

Then she pushed down. The tip of her finger slid in.

“Oh… shit…” His ears perked. She never cussed. Moaned, yelled even. This was new. Encouraged, he eased his finger into her more. He felt it pass the inner ring. She moaned deliciously, pushing back more. His finger was all the way in.

Emboldened, he pulled his face from her. She whimpered, trying to push him back. She was close. His thumb attacked her clit, making her shiver. He began to work the finger in her ass in and out, finger fucking her from both sides. He smiled at her, naked, eyes squeezed shut, hands out to her sides, grasping the sheets. He returned his mouth to her. A few more licks and her pussy tightened almost painfully on his fingers as she came.

He eased up, kissing lightly. She whimpered again when he removed his hand from her pussy. He slid his finger from her ass. After a moment she sat up, smiled.

“More.”

“I can do that.” He rubbed her clit again. Then the surprise.

“Not there. In…” She trailed off. He knew what she wanted to say. He didn’t know why she was embarrassed; they had fucked and sucked repeatedly, he had just made her come with a finger in her ass. But it turned him on even more that she was embarrassed.

“Tell me what you want.”

“In my ass.” Simply stated. He was rock hard, and moved to kneel in front of her. Sonya raised her knees, hugging them to her chest. From the porn he’d seen and read, he knew he needed to loosen her up. He leaned down, sliding a finger into her pussy.

“No, not there…”

“I know, just wait.” And he slid the finger smoothly into her ass. She let out an rather unladylike grunt. He loved the feel. After a moment he removed his hand. He repeated the process, this time with two fingers.

“Oh fuck John.” He fucked them in and out a few times. Then he came back up, lined himself to her pussy, and slid in. Hard. They both moaned. Raised up as she was, he went deep into her. In and out a few times, he popped back out. Another whimper.

“Ready?” She bit her lip, nodded. A shy gesture, but her eyes betrayed that notion. He pressed his dick against her ass. He felt he would cum right then. He didn’t. Slight pressure and…

Nothing happened.

He pressed, harder. Nothing. A bit more, and the tip of his dick popped in. “OH JESUS” Sonya’s eyes snapped open, and she began muttering and moaning. He found it unintelligible and amazingly sexy. He was doing this to her. And he was fucking her ass.

A bit more and he slid in more. Sonya squeezed her muscles, like she was pushing him out. The connection would have bothered her had she not been so worked up, but at this point she didn’t care. She had heard from Dana that this made it easier. She had blushed then. She was glad she knew it now.

John slid all the way into her. His hands were planted on either side of her head. He moved his mouth to hers and they kissed deeply. He had never felt anything so tight, so hot. And the very thought of what they were doing drove him insane.

As he began to move in and out, Sonya winced. “Slower, slower.” He slowed, and the delight returned. So damned full, so… dirty, forbidden.

It did not last. Soon he could hold back no more. “I’m gonna cum.”

“Stay in me.” He did. He yelled when he came, pushing into her, hurting her a bit, but he was lost.

Afterwards he held her. “What got into you?”

She giggled, blushing again. The shyness had returned, at least a bit. “You did, silly.”