I remember the first time I was ass-fucked. It was Jane of course, who pushed the boundaries and opened up a whole new world of sexual exploration. Jane and I had been dating for months and the sex was spectacular. Every position, 4 or 5 times a day, for weeks on end. She started to complain that her pussy was sore, but then she would reach over and start stroking my cock and we'd be fucking again.
One afternoon, I finished work and headed over to her place. I knocked and there was no answer but I could hear soft moans from inside. I pulled out her spare key and opened the door. The moans grew louder. I followed them to the bedroom where Jane lay sprawled upon the sheets, a pillow under her ass, and a vibrator buried in her pussy.
"I couldn't wait for you," her voice husky.
Her fingers worked furiously on her clit and she came right then. Jane was the first woman I'd been with whose pussy actually ejaculated. Her back arched, lifting herself off the pillow, and her pussy squirted, forcing the vibrator out.
I jumped on to the bed and dove face first into her cunt. She gasped and came again, squirting out more juice which I greedily lapped up. She pushed my head away.
"Oh, I'm too sensitive, baby," she said. She reached down to feel my cock straining against my pants. "Ooo! But we need to take care of that, don't we?"
I grunted.
"Come here."
Urgently I pulled my clothes off. The moment my cock sprang free she gripped it hard, almost painfully.
"Not so fast. I have my toy," motioning towards her vibrator. "I don't really need this thing."
She pulled my swollen member up to her face and seductively ran her tongue over the head of my cock, purple and swollen.
"Mmmmmm, that tastes good," she purred.
I groaned. Jane loved to suck my cock and did so expertly. My previous girlfriend wasn't a big fan of fellatio so Jane's enthusiasm for the act had been a rather pleasant change of pace for me. In fact, she enjoyed it so much that I often never got to fuck her pussy. I groaned in delight, and tried to push the head of my cock past her lips, but she squeezed tighter and pushed me away.
"I don't think so, not today. You see, I had to masturbate because you were late, so it's only fair that you should have to do the same." She was stroking me now.
"But..." I began to protest.
"Either that or nothing," she cut me off. She knew the answer to that. "Roll over, on your back," she said sternly.
I did as I was told. I felt something wet and cool drip onto my cock and looked down to see Jane applying ample amounts of lube.
"Start."
I hesitated a moment then slowly began to stroke my cock.
"Nice. Look how much bigger it's getting. I like when you perform for me."
I loved to hear her voice while I jerked my cock.
"Did you notice my toy," she asked.
I opened my eyes to look at the dildo. The top half was gold, the bottom half black and it measured about eight inches and was about an inch and a half thick. It was still wet with her juice.
"You know why I like it so much?"