"I don't believe how tight you are!" "Are you in all the way?" she gasped."I don't believe how tight you are!" "Are you in all the way?" she gasped. "I feel like I've been split in two!" "Just a little more." I pressed my cock forward, then felt it being tightened like a vise by her sphincter muscle. I seemed to gain ground only by easing back slightly and then pushing forward. She grunted and moaned a few more times before I finally pressed my wiry pubic hairs into her lower ass. "How's that?" I whispered. "Fucking unbelievable! Don't move for a few seconds. I have to get used to it." I continued kneading her breasts and kissing her neck and shoulders while my sheathed phallus remained completely motionless inside her. I could tell the entry had been somewhat painful for her, but that was not unexpected. The walls of her rectum were warm and smooth against my cock. From time to time, she contracted her anus around the sheathed sword, as she tested the elasticity of her anal muscle. The anal contractions were beginning to have an effect on me. "If you keep that up," I said after a particularly tight contraction, "I'm going to come. I feel close already." "No! Please, don't come yet! You just put it in, you haven't really fucked me yet. Can you hold off?" "I'll try. I can't tell you how good it feels!" "The pain is subsiding," she said. "Give it just a few more seconds and you can start moving in and out a bit." "I'll come for sure, then," I pleaded. "No you won't. If you do, I'll never let you do this again!" Now that I had discovered this side of Beth, or should I say the backside of Beth, I knew that I would want to take her anally, and often, again. Maybe she wasn't being serious, but her warning was sufficient incentive to do everything I could to keep from spilling my seed inside her. My reward for holding off? Pure ecstasy! With the pain all but gone, Beth began moving her buttocks in a slow, circular pattern, while my ensconced cock, a prisoner inside her, obediently followed. Somewhere along the line I began to slowly piston my manhood. The dual phenomenon of our syncopated rhythm sent the both of us to a high we had never before known. |