After copious amounts of practice, I can now say for certain that I am officially ready for some butt-sex.
Bring it on, baby!
I can relax enough now that the big end of my njoy goes in with nothing but a soft pop. Really, it’s all about the relaxation, and the hint I was given by a dear friend, which is to push out and then relax when you want something to go in.
Push against it, then relax. It’s drawn right in. If I can do that with a solid metal toy, I can surely do that with a cock, right?
Doggie-style fucking drives me mad with pleasure. Having something in my bottom unhinges me completely. Going from doggie-vaginal to doggie-anal? I might expire from pleasure. So that’s precisely what I want.
And really, since I’m dreaming, why not dream big? Hunky Man Number 1 lies on the edge of the bed; I straddle him and fuck him silly. Once we’re both sufficiently warmed up, Hunky Man Number 2 sidles up behind me as I lean forward and he gently, oh-so-gently, slides into my bottom, and then I scream and scream and scream.
Dreaming even bigger, after I could no longer take it (and there’d been the appropriate amount of cleaning up done), I’d flip over so that Hunky Man Number 1 was on top of me, and I’d find out what it’s like to have someone fucking me who was also getting fucked*.
My bottom is ready, my spirit is ready…now I just need a willing partner. Finding that may be the most difficult part of the process.
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*I’m not even sure that this is physically possible. Is it?
