The final chapter of introducing my sub to anal play
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The first reaction he noticed from Sophia was her soft moan and it was instantly followed by delight; "oh Sir, that feels so good. Please don't stop." By the way her pussy was contracting around his finger; he could tell she was close to climax. For the next few minutes he focused on her most taboo spot; kissing, licking, gentle probing; the intensity was building. Knowing he was the first to do this to her was making it so much better. Every time she was close, his finger would stop and his mouth moved and he lightly bit her ass cheeks.
With one final kiss, he stepped back. Her breathing was rapid and he stood behind her for a moment. Legs spread, bound and on fire, he wanted her. The zipper made a distinct sound as he stepped to her. "Why did you stop? I'm very close to cumming, Sir." The feeling he got as he slid his cock in her was pure ecstasy. Long deep strokes, he could feel the head of his shaft in the depths of her pussy. She was soaked and it felt like her pussy was sucking him inside. "Ohhhhh, fuck me, please." With his cock completely in her, he stopped. The lube puddle was now body temperature and he dipped his thumb inside.
Massaging her ass slowly with firm pressure was the best way to start. With his thumb flat, he started playing again. Slow, deep strokes in her pussy kept her aroused. He could feel her ass start to open; each time he applied a bit more pressure. She was ready for him to slide it in. "Sophia, are you my nasty girl?"
He felt her hole relax. "Yes Sir, I am." Each stroke of his cock was longer and slower. Every time he pulled it out and let her pussy close a bit before sliding it in fully again. By now her sweet starfish was almost sucking his thumb inside. Her moaning was soft and delightful, so very delicious. He enjoyed bringing her to this place, the edge, the cliff.
"Ask me Sophia; ask me to make you nasty." He leaned forward, moved his hand, filled his mouth with saliva and dropped it directly on her hole. The combination of circular motions and long strokes were working; her hips matched his rhythm. The restraints limited her movements. "Let me hear you baby girl."