I consider myself to be a very strong person, but the first time I had hardcore anal sex it took me to my knees, literally. Not in a bad way, just in a this-is-new kinda way, and now, it’s one of my favorite things. There is something magical about a big cock forcing that tight little asshole open then fucking it as it belongs to that dick.
Young Thoughts.
When I was younger I used to be notorious for experimenting with my body. I once had a friend say, “anything is a dildo if you’re brave enough,” and at first I thought that was a joke until I started testing items. The first item to go inside of me was a hairbrush handle, and it was eye-opening. It didn’t take long before I moved that hairbrush from my pussy to my tight little asshole.
At first, it hurt until I found this amazing invention – lube. That hairbrush, as silly as it sounds, changed my view on everything. Quickly after that, I went soaring to my boyfriend at the time, John, and begged him to fuck my ass. He had a 6-inch dick, which was way bigger than the brush, but that old thing never fully satisfied me anyway. I guess even at a young age I wanted more, and maybe that is one of the things that turned me into the dirty girl I am today.
Oh God, Yes!
“Please baby! I want it so bad, I can’t take it anymore!” I shouted at John until he finally agreed. Now, John was much older than me. I had to have that hard cock in my ass, and I had to have it now. So I made him take me on a ride in his red honda civic; I was ready to have the hardcore anal sex I was craving. My pussy lips drool on his leather seats as he manually pulls us off on a back road and stops the car.
He looks over at me, and I could tell he was wondering if I still wanted this, and I couldn’t have wanted it more. I nodded in submission as he pulled out his dick. Without skipping a beat I sucked it until it was rock hard. Everything I read on hardcore anal sex said that the dick needs to be very hard! Before you know it, it was standing straight up on its own, girthy as ever.
Sweet Sweet Beginnings.
John didn’t even have the words out of his mouth before my pants were down and I was bent over in submission ready for him. I felt his wet-lubed dick gently press my asshole; I literally didn’t notice he had lube on, I guess that is just how preoccupied my mental state was. He pushed it in slowly and I’m not going to lie, it hurt at first. The breeze from the cracked window brushed against my face as I felt him fill every empty space inside me, chills running up my spine.
And maybe I like a little pain. It felt good. He softly pounded my ass but that’s not what I begged him for. I begged him for hardcore anal sex, not a delicate ass fucking. So I did what any horny girl would do. I shoved myself backward, hard, making him go all the way inside of me until he finally got the hint, grabbed me by my waist, and drilled me like the ass-loving slut that I am.
I Wanted Hardcore Anal Sex, And Boy Did I Get It!
He fucked me so good I knew for a fact sitting was about to be a difficult subject. He pounded me until my face was tingling, and god damn, it was exactly what I was craving. Right before I started getting too sore, I looked back at him. Mouth open – mid moan when I saw him grab me even tighter and pull closer. His cumming sent me right over the edge. He hadn’t even finished cumming in my ass when I orgasmed. A huge, toe-numbing sensation – tensing my body surrounding him, forcing him to let out a final moan.
I’m not saying hardcore anal sex is for everyone, all I am saying is that is one of the hardest times I have ever came in my life. And the pain is amazing! To say the least, John and I had a couple of more entanglements.
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