There was that one time I had to try Anal Sex
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Troy was like an out-of-control animal when he rode me front behind. I couldn’t get enough, and he wouldn’t stop. Our great sex life was one of the reasons that we had managed to stay together for 2 years, which was my longest relationship. He had a wild side that I admired and loved that I was open-minded in bed. He asked me several times if I wanted to try anal sex, but I remained silent.
I did, but I wanted to tell him when I was ready. Troy came on my back before he spanked my ass and told me that I was amazing. He walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen. I loved that our apartment was big. Space had always been important to me. That’s why we always kept the bedroom door open when we had sex. Feeling claustrophobic was a major turn-off for me.
Dad called me and asked if I would visit him and mom the coming weekend for mom’s birthday. I had not seen her for months, so we drove for eight hours since most of the flights were booked, and I didn’t want to pay for business class. We stopped twice at a secluded spot and had sex. Troy had bent me over the bonnet and gave me doggy style like a champion.
Gran, my 18-year-old brother Stan, and three cousins were at the house when we arrived. They said that dad had taken mom out for lunch so that they could fill me in about the details of the surprise party. I needed to unpack and lie down for an hour before I could absorb information. The only thing I didn’t like about the visit was that our room was right next to the lounge.
I looked at Stan in askance when he offered to carry my bag to the room. He had pranked me several times when I was staying at home. The last prank was the worst. He filled my shampoo bottle with the strongest glue known to men. When I rubbed it into my hair, my hands glued to my head. Mom had to trim the hair below my hand.
“What are you up to?” I asked. “You’ve never carried my bag before. Why would you want to do it now?”
“I haven’t seen you in a while. It’s something nice to do for my sister,” he said before grabbing the luggage bag handle.
“No, it’s fine. I’ll get it.”
“No problem. Suit yourself.”
I grabbed the handle and grimaced. When I looked at my hand, it was covered with a sticky substance. I figured that Stan had rubbed it into the handle when he grabbed it. He laughed when I chased him to his room and locked the door after he got away from me. I banged the door and told him not to come out. I knew that he would defy me and try to pull another prank.
After washing my hands, I went to my bedroom. Troy was sitting on the corner of the bed. I sat on his lap and wrapped my legs around him before telling him that I wanted to have sex. He held me when he stood up and walked to the door to close it.
“No. You know I don’t like it when the door is closed.”
“Well, we can’t have sex with the door open.”
I sighed before telling him that we could have it in the shower after a nap. Troy was fidgeting through the luggage bag when I woke up. He was looking for his favourite shirt. I thought that I was obsessed with my appearance, but he was on another level. When he bent over, I got out of bed and spanked his ass. He ignored me and carried on rummaging through the bag. There was no way that I would let him ignore me when I was horny. I ran my hand up his back and squeezed his shoulder. When that failed to get his attention, I sat on the floor in front of him and opened my legs before rubbing my pussy over my g-string.
“I can’t believe I -.” The rest of Troy’s sentence evaporated when he looked up from the bag and saw me.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. I got turned on when he starred at my hand, circling my vagina. I smiled and licked my lips. Sucking his cock popped into my mind. He got on his knees and leaned his head toward my pussy. I reclined on the floor and told him to pull off my g-string. He grabbed it, but the knock on the door interrupted him.
“What do you want, you little brat?” I asked Stan.
He held his fist in front of his hand when he chuckled. “Sorry. Didn’t know that you two were busy.”
“Well, we are, so get lost.”
“I just wanted to tell you that all of us are going across the road to get something to eat since mom hasn’t made any food. I can bring you and Troy some food if you want.”
“Fine, whatever. Just get lost.”
There was silence after the front door closed. I leaped onto the bed and got on all fours before looking over my shoulder. “I wanna try anal sex,” I said.
“Are you serious?”
“Stick it in my ass before I change my mind.”
Troy applied the lubricant, then teased me by tapping his dick above my anus. I took a deep breath before he stuck the head in. My eyelids and jaw dropped when I screamed.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.
“No. Stick it in deeper.”
I grimaced when Troy pushed his boner inside my ass. “Oh, God. That hurts, but I want it.”
My screaming got louder when he thrust. Troy spanked my ass before increasing the pace. I craned my head up with eyes closed and screamed. He stopped.
“Why are you stopping? Carry on.”
“I swear I heard the front door,” he said.
“Nobody’s here. Just carry on.”
We were silent for five seconds before Troy resumed the thrusting. I screamed when his big dick stretched my ass. The pain turned me on more.
“I’m gonna cum,” he said.
“Don’t you dare.”
“I can’t help it,” he said before pulling out his dick and spraying his semen on my back. “Come lick this cum off my dick.”
“Your dick was just in my ass.”
“So? You said you’d do anything for me.”
I got on my knees and licked the remanents off his tip. “Did you hear that?” I asked after my head snapped toward the door.
“You heard it as well?”
We got dressed before I walked out of the room first. My heart leaped to my throat when I stopped walking. “Mom, dad. What are you doing here?”
Gran and my cousins were on their hands and knees behind the couch. Stan popped his head behind the sofa and l aughed.
Mom was looking at the floor when dad said, “Chanel, how are you, sweetie? I brought your mother home for the surprise party. Weren’t you filled in?”
My lips tightened before I snapped my head in Stan’s direction. “What did you do, you pest?”
“I was going to tell you that dad was on his way with mom, but when I saw you and Troy, I knew the opportunity was golden. So, I made up the story about the food and closed the front door to make you think that we had left. We were quiet because we were hiding.”
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