I begin to pant as your hands run from my knees to my inner thighs spreading my legs slowly. In the mirror our eyes meet and darken. I sit here spread...ng my thighs so that you can see the dark red patch of hair and the bare swollen lips below. Your fingers calloused and blunt move gently and softly touch each lip. Following the seam you caress me. I moan as you dip one finger lower wetting it with my juice. The tip of your finger rubs back and forth slowly. My hips buck against you wanting. ."Would you like tosit down and have a drink?"He asked me.I smiled."Yes I'd likethat."I replied.When I sat down, hisfriends moved over to make room for me, I was sitting on the end of the longseat and Darren had wheeled his chair up beside me. We had a couple of drinks,as the conversation flowed I got to know him better. He was twenty six, aroofer by trade before the shooting. The bullet had actually gone in his rightside, but had lodged so close to his spine that nerves had been damaged.. So, this story is based in Bangalore. It was a weekend. We both used to stay nearby and thus planned to party in the evening as we had not met since a long time due to office commitments.It was just two of us according to the plan. I went to pick her up in the evening. She wore a black satin dress which was just below her butt. I even had a slight look at her panty and pulled it to see the color of her panty in the car. She was looking very hot and I complimented her.Then we headed to a pub in. These experiences fueled my fire. However, touching the outside was one thing; penetration was an entirely different thing.So, here we are, ready for the next step. And he insists on experiencing it with me.Where was I? Oh yeah, standing behind his very fine ass with the medium butt plug in hand. I slowly spread his gym-toned cheeks and seek out this new territory. I had never actually seen a man's asshole this close up until a few weeks ago. I am still intrigued and getting more turned on by.