So I was a little tense when I felt the tip of his cock touch theopening of my hole. I pushed back at him, and when I did the head of hiscock slid rig...t into my ass. A scream came from my mouth so he stopped andasked if I was ok. I said the scream was from pleasure and not pain, andthat he better start to fuck me or I was going to cry. I didn't have to ask twice. His cock slid into me to his balls. He washammering my ass like a pro. I was pushing back at him and squeezing hiscock every time he. .Painful..." I whispered. Ben tensed, and I heard him mutter the word dry. "Do you trust me?" he asked. I nodded and he took me by my hand and lead me to the living room, where we sat down on the sofa. "Sex should never, ever hurt. Well, not the bad kind. Pain can give pleasure, but I think you should first feel that sex can make you feel so alive. Let me do all the work. I promise I won't hurt you, and you can tell me to stop whenever you want to." And then he kissed me, slowly, languidly. As. She could tell that her vagina would not want to be fucked for a couple of days.But she also knew that her brother was going to want to be satisfied, and she thought of methods to make him come.Then she felt the little buzz in her anus that she had first felt just before reaming herself with the roll-on antiperspirant that afternoon.The could feel the ache of desire inside her bowels, and she wondered if her brother had ever fucked a girl in the ass before.She wondered if her ass flesh would. We’re great ones for flirting and fun and my wife does get a lot of attention from both men and women, but this was different. She told me from the moment she saw him she felt a tight ball of excitement in her chest and a wet warmth between her legs, the usual harmless flirts in passing, soon got more sexual in their content and each “happenstance” encounter grew slightly longer in duration. He was an infrequent visitor to her busy office, once maybe twice a month, she admitted that she would.