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We rested briefly in the spoon position, his still-hard cock pressing against my bottom. Our rests never last long. Before we’d caught our collective breath we were again grinding against each other.
“Where do you want this, baby?” he growled in my ear.
“Anywhere you’d like to put it,” I answered, and I meant it. He’d been everywhere already that morning; I was certain that sufficient lube (and relaxation) remained that we’d have no problem if he chose … er … door number two.
He did, or at least he attempted to, but the gates had slammed shut. For the first time in my sixteen-plus-month relationship with that particular sex act, I understood why some complain about discomfort.
Discomfort, fuck. It hurt. It hurt a lot. It hurt enough that apparently I yelled “Get it out,” repeatedly, and with a cadence reminiscent of the William Tell Overture (if he’d told me that then I probably would have elbowed him; over bacon and eggs a few hours later I’d regained my sense of humor).
God love him, he didn’t rip his cock out of me. Instead he very gradually eased back, reasoning that if sudden entry caused such pain, so would too-rapid exit. I gasped and moaned into the pillow while he did his best to comfort me. Eventually things settled down enough that after a quick clean-up, we were back in business.
In door number one, this time.
Was it the position, perhaps, that caught me off guard? We almost exclusively use the old stand-by doggie-style for buttsex, so maybe the angle made me clench up? In any case, I have now have a greater appreciation for those who worry about the pain of anal lurve. Next time, we’ll go a little more slowly.
And I’ll try to keep the refrain of “Get it out get it out get it outOutOUT!” from playing through my head at every stroke.
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One of my posts was selected for the Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and Autonomy #10. Go check it out at XXBN. Thank you Gracie for the linkey-love.
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Guess who was quoted in XBiz Premiere? Me! Click the link, wait for the page to load, then use the sliding bar across the bottom to go to page 42. Click to embiggen. Squee with delight. I know I did. Thank you to reader Christina for letting me know.

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