He gripped her waist and starting pressing her downward. She felt herself blushing and wondered what they used for lubricant in ancient days.But she ...eedn’t have worried about that. She felt the bulb of his cock touch her petals and then felt the shaft slicing into her body easily. Was she already that wet? Why was she wet? Was she aroused by this? Surely not!She felt every inch of the thick cock’s travel as it stretched her and filled her. She moaned once it was fully embedded in her. God it felt good, so wet and hot, but she was still wincing in pain, so I stayed where I was. Tears were rolling from her eyes, and I was beginning to lose my enthusiasm for this, as well as my hard on."Are you going to be okay?"She nodded yes."Do you want me to stop?" No. Go ahead." she said in a very quiet voice.I pushed into her very slowly. Thankfully, she was very wet which made entry that much less painful. I hit bottom about half way in with my cock, and she winced again. I began to pull. It was so... staid. It was boring."It just means that I can be attracted to anyone," I said. "Sex and gender aren't deal breakers. It doesn't mean I actually am into everyone. There has to be something. There has to be a spark. I will admit, though, I am something of an ass man." I gave Louise a grin. "But you never really know. It could be the eyes, the smile, the personality, or how they're really great with babies or puppies or what-have-you." Or their cock?" Louise asked suggestively."It. Good luck with thinking about her as a respectable young lady, once you’ve read this.Sarah and I were on holiday, somewhere in The Canary Islands. We were in a hotel and the room was on the ground floor, with doors that led out to some grassed area, which we could walk through to get to the beach.We had arrived on an early morning flight and once we got to the room and unpacked, Sarah said that she wanted to go to sleep for a while. The room was hot and stuffy so I opened the doors that led out.