I'm losing my virginity to this man, I thought. I watched him nod, and quickly roll on a lubricated condom. He was very skilled and very safe. I wasn'... his first, but I was definitely the one he wanted. He wanted me to be his first, and I could tell from the yearning in his eyes. " It will only hurt at first right? " I asked c***dishly, my cheeks red hot with a blush. " Well, we're not doing anal, Marzia. It will hurt for awhile, and if it hurts too much just tell me to stop okay? " he said,. Getting home and opening the door, I would head straight into thebathroom and pull out my butt plug. I clean myself up. I shoot a quartof warm water into myself, two or three times, until it flows out clean.Once that's done, I lube myself up and choose from Mr. Happy or Mr. Big.Today is Mr. Big.I lay on my back on the bed and push Mr. Big in and out of me until theoverwhelming urge to cum sends me into a frenzy. I'm totally useless as Iwrithe and mumble, moan and groan. All I want to do is. What was once pale white, soon becomes pink,then deeper reds begin to appear, raised welts, and even hints of dark blues.She twists and dances, squirming to the staccato rhythms I perform. She singsout, accompanying Me. A duet? Or is it really a solo? Never does she try toduck or dodge, even though I have left her eyes uncovered. She sees/knows,accepts what is to come. Respites are frequent. Soothing caresses. Kind encouragingwords praising her efforts to please/serve Me. Water is proffered.. ”“I love you too baby.”As first day light breaks, I awaken in a fright only to find that Master is still sleeping soundly next to me. His body glistening as the early morning glow lightens the sweat on his body. As I lie there just looking at the man beside me, I find myself needing to touch him, slowly sliding my hand down his back, over his side, and onto his very hard cock, I found myself becoming quickly very sexually aroused as there’s nothing I love more than the taste of his delicious.