The problem with being the kind of girl you bring home to mom is that boys don’t want to really fuck the potential future mother of their children. Sure, they’ll make love to you, but there really are times when a girl wants to be slammed into, spanked, and told nasty things. Save the respect for the living and dining rooms, but in the bedroom…
Even though eventually my lover succumbed to having anal sex with me, since then, we’ve mostly stuck to vanilla sex. Don’t get me wrong. I love all sex, and my lover keeps me satisfied. But I can probably count the total number of times we’ve had anal sex on my two hands. And even though I now feel comfortable using my vibrators and dildos in my ass (sometimes I use a vibrator in each hole and strum my clit for total sensory overload – yum!), I still long to feel him there again, violating my most secret place while holding me in his arms.
Weeks passed after our first experience with anal sex together. So after waiting and waiting for him to take initiative, I decided to bait him into giving me what I want. My lover bought me a digital camera as a present, but since he also had one, I suggested that we return my camera and get a camcorder instead. We went together to buy the camcorder, and while the salesman was talking up a particular model, I whispered into my lover’s ear, “Just think of the nasty videos we can make….”
Let me tell you, my lover needed no more convincing.
That evening, after much tinkering around with the digital camcorder, my lover was about to settle in for the evening, watch some television and go to bed. I had other ideas. I went over to him, snuggled up next to him, started nibbling on his earlobe and whispered, “I think we should go try out our camcorder.”
“Are you sure?” his eyes lit up.
“Of course I am…”
There is something about being filmed that just makes a person lose all inhibitions. While my lover was setting up the tripod and focusing the camcorder on the bed, I undressed and stretched my lean body over the bed, throwing nasty looks at both my lover and the camera. I could see that his fingers became clumsy as he attempted to both fiddle with the camcorder and watch me. More importantly, I could see the bulge in his jeans grow larger.
He came over to the bed, and I started kissing him while I unbuttoned his shirt buttons. With one hand, he fondled my breasts while he undid his pants and slid them off. I pulled him on top of me, and we made out, groping and fondling like teenagers. Then I wrapped my legs around him, and he reached down, slid a finger into my already sopping wet vagina, moaned, and said “I can’t wait.”
Neither could I. I reached down, grabbed his very hard, very throbbing cock, and aimed it for the entrance of my pussy. As usual, it was sheer heaven. His 8 inches filled me completely, and I could feel my body gearing up to orgasm.
I turned my head and looked directly into the recording camera as he fucked me. The camera was placed in front of the mirror at the foot of the bed, so I could see exactly what was being filmed. I could see his huge, muscular body over my tiny one, see him holding my arms down over my head. It was not long before my trapped wrists were straining against his hold, dying to sink my fingers into his back, and I was screaming his name, throwing my head back and quivering.
After my orgasm subsided, I relaxed and looked up at him. “You know, it’s not going to be a very interesting porno if all we do is missionary style.” I gave him my naughtiest look.
His right eyebrow rose. “So you want to make a real porno, huh?” I laughed even as he was hard and deep inside my pussy, and nodded.
He pulled out of my vagina. I felt the cold air rush in and moaned. Then he moved up on the bed so that he was straddling my head. “Is this dirty enough for you?” he asked as he fed his dick into my mouth.
I love the taste of my love juices, especially with his 8-inch cock in my mouth. Usually when we have oral sex, I am the one going down on my lover. This time, he was on top of me, fucking my mouth with his wonderful cock. And I was taking it, the whole thing, gagging only when he thrust too hard, but loving the feeling of his domination over me even as his balls slapped against my chin.
I reached around with my hands to grab his ass cheeks and direct him to fuck my mouth even harder. Then I tried something I had never tried before. I reached down and wet a finger in my still abundant love juices, then reached up to play with his asshole. I’ve played with his taint before, but I had never stuck my finger up his ass. As my lover continued to thrust into my mouth and the tears ran down my face from my lips being so stretched out, I began to finger his ass, which only made him fuck my mouth harder and faster.
“God, you are a dirty girl, aren’t you?” he moaned. “Fine, let’s be dirty.”
He pulled out of my mouth, and the motion dislodged my finger from his rectum. He returned his cock to my wet, wanting vagina and thrust in. “You are still so wet. I’ll bet you’re wet enough for me to fuck your ass without lube.”
He didn’t even wait for my consent. He pulled out again and flipped me over on the bed onto my knees. He slid back into my pussy with his cock, then, while fucking me again, added a finger into my tight vagina, wetting it. “This is what you want, isn’t it?” he asked as he pushed his index finger past my tight sphincter.
Was it ever! I loved the feeling of him nailing me from behind while he worked his finger around in my ass. He had me facing away from the mirror, so I could not see what he was doing next. He reached around with his other hand and held his fingers up to my mouth. “Suck on these because they’re going in your ass next.”
I dutifully licked and sucked his fingers and thumb while holding up under the assault of both my pussy and my ass. “God you feel so good.”
He took his hand away, and the next thing I knew, he had stopped moving inside of my, but while keeping the original finger in my ass, he added the thumb of his other hand. He was filming himself spreading open my ass to the camera. I felt so dirty, and that just made me wetter. I wanted him in my ass.
I did not have to wait long. After playing with my ass for a few more minutes, he thrust his penis into my vagina a couple more times to get it good and wet, then he pulled out, and replaced his fingers in my ass with his cock.
I braced myself for the same stinging sensation, but it only lasted for a second this time, and soon I was savoring the feeling of him thrusting in and out of my ass. It was so amazing. I must have been really wet, because he was able to slide in and out of me with the perfect amount of friction with no tearing. Every time he thrust into me, his balls would slap up against my clit, and I noticed that my clit was so much more sensitive to stimulation when he was in my ass, even more than when he is in my pussy.
He pulled out of my ass completely, pulled my ass cheeks apart, so he could show the camera my ass, still dilated from his invasion, twitching and winking. Then he put his hands on my shoulders, holding onto me so that when he thrust in, he could bury himself to the hilt. With every thrust, he pulled out almost completely then slammed in all the way. It was sheer heaven. I had my hands around the bars on the bed frame, hanging on for dear life. Between the feelings of fullness in my ass and the tickling of my clit by his balls with every thrust, I could feel orgasm welling up inside of my deepest self.
Anal orgasms, for me, are so much richer than vaginal ones. The vaginal ones tend to be more explosive, whereas the anal ones build up and feel as though they slowly envelop my whole being. Maybe it is because anal sex is so special to me. My lover is the only person who has ever been in my ass, I gave him my anal virginity because I loved and trusted him and wanted to give himself a special part of me.
So I could feel it begin, my ass began to contract around his still thrusting penis, pulling him even deeper. “Can you feel it, baby?” I asked.
“Oh god, baby, yes, I feel you. Cum for me,” he moaned.
I grasped the bed frame until my knuckles were white. My ass continued to contract around his ass, and I knew that he was loving it too, because I could feel that familiar fullness of his penis as he nears orgasm too. “Cum with me,” I begged him.
He didn’t answer. He didn’t have to. He began thrusting in deeper, harder, slamming into me with such force that I could actually feel the bed lift off the ground. I could hear his guttural animal grunts that came forth when he released his load into my ass. He wrapped his arms around me, and pressed me into the bed while he lay flat on top of me, straining to release every drop into my ass.
We lay there for a moment, both of our heads face down in the pillows, gasping for air. Then he lifted his head up enough to kiss my shoulder, and I turned my head around to kiss his lips.
“You are amazing,” he said. He lifted himself off of my body and went to turn off the camcorder.