She lies on the bed, a broad smile in her face. Her juice dribbles from her pussy, sensitive after the orgasm he just has licked her to. Her fingers wander around on the silky, sweaty bedsheet. As she opens her eyes, she sees him standing naked at the window, the moonlight behind his head.
"What is it?" she asks.
"Turn around," he answers as he opens a drawer and rummages through their playthings.
"You mean we will..."
"You remember your promise?" he asks. His stern look convinces her that he is serious. Instead of answering, she follows his wish and turns on her belly. Her back tenses with nervousness about the things to come. She hides her face in the pillow.
He kneels on the bed again, putting lubricant all over his cock. He leans over and spreads her buttcheeks. Her asshole looks tiny over the swollen pussylips. He squeezes a few drops of cold lube on it, causing instant movement of her hips. With his index finger he spreads it around her hole, gently massaging the sensitive skin. He drops some more of the creme on it and starts pushing his finger into her ass. Immediately, the muscle ring of her hole closes to hold out the intruder. He tries to soothe her, stroking her lower back. But the muscles won't give way.
"You have to relax," he tells her, pushing in with more force. Suddenly, he hears her muffled sobs, and stops immediately.
'Oh, shit,' he thinks, 'what have I done?'
He lies down next to her and strokes her hair. He tries to calm her down.
"Shhh, it's okay, love. I'm so sorry I've hurt you."
She mutters something into the pillow.
"What did you say?" he asks.
She turns her head. Through tearful eyes, she recognizes the genuine worry on his face.
"I said, you didn't hurt me. It's just..."
He kisses the teardrops from her face. "We don't have to do this, love. God, I was so selfish. You know I couldn't do anything to hurt you, ever, right?"
"It's not that. I just... I've never done this before, you know? I don't know how to do it."
He hugs her tightly, caressing her body with gentle fingers. As he hums her favorite melody into her ear, he can feel her finally relax and her breath deepening. She looks into his eyes with a new found confidence.
"So, are we gonna do it, or what?" she says, smiling at his surprised face.
" You still want to...?"
"Sure. I promised, didn't I? Just be slow and gentle."
His heart beats rapidly with joy and love. He kisses her deeply. Then, he gets on his knees and thinks about the situation.
"Maybe we should try another position," he suggests. "How about you lie on your back and spread your legs? That should open your asshole a bit more."
She blushes at his frank language. "Say that again," she demands as she turns around.
"What, 'asshole'?" He grins. "Asshole."
Her embarrassment turns her on. "Tell me what you're gonna do with it."
He can feel his cock harden again. "Do with what?" he asks playfully.
"With my asshole," she answers, breathing harder. Her fingers start playing with her nipples.
Massaging his cock to stiffness, he starts describing his actions." I will push in two fingers to get you wide open. Then I will slowly push in my cockhead."
"It will be too big," she pants. Her left hand traces a line from her breast down to her lower belly.
"It will feel big, but your hole will get split open wider and wider until it is in." His cock is hard now, but he wants to continue this dirty talk to get her horny enough to go through it this time. He watches her hand circle her clit. Her breathing is short now, her face flushed with excitement.
