Another Path (3)
The short yet endless preparation time is finally over. My body—fully ready in both flesh and mind—trembles with anticipation and excitement. Before the first insertion, I squeeze out one last dollop of lotion. It feels like I'm using way more than I have lately, stirring a twinge of guilt. This time, I slather it over the condom-sheathed dildo. My lingering saliva mixes with whatever glossy sheen coats the condom's surface and the fresh lotion, spreading slickly across it. I dab the remnants into my asshole. Preparations complete. I grab the dildo and head straight to the bathroom.
They said this would be easy for a total beginner. I attach the dildo's suction cup to the wall. Chop— With a satisfying sound, it sticks firm right in front of the mirror. My heart races with pointless excitement. Standing face-to-face with the mirror, my lewd body stares back—no matter how many times I see it. I arch my back, pushing my ass toward the dildo.
"Ngh..." The dildo's glans presses into the cleft of my ass. It feels cool now, dried from the time since I sucked it. I bend my waist further, using one hand to spread my cheeks wide, exposing my asshole completely. With the other, I guide the dildo right to the entrance.
"Hng..." Finally, the glans kisses my rear hole's rim. The lingering looseness makes it twitch at the contact, muscles clenching involuntarily. I relax bit by bit, aligning it perfectly with both hands. Then, I thrust my ass back, impaling myself.
Pfuk— "Ahk—" The first penetration I've ever felt. That initial sensation is...
"Aaaah..." It hurts! A fierce, stinging burn! Just the glans has breached, but its girth alone delivers relentless pressure at the entrance—far more intense than I'd imagined. A flicker of taboo thrill mixes in, feeling good in a depraved way, but damn, it hurts. Tzup— I can't take it; I pull out for a moment.
...Then shove it right back in. "Huu..." This much pain won't stop my raging lust or resolve right now. The second thrust brings the same crushing pressure and agony. But my hole loosens a fraction more, sensations growing familiar. The foreign fullness registers stronger than before, reigniting my cooled arousal, turning pain into something hotter.
I test a little movement. "Hng." The dildo sinks deeper inside. Its curves force my hole wider, trailing pain—but an even greater pleasure numbs my mind in its wake. "Hngg..." In a bit. Out. Deeper this time. Out. As a newbie, the pressure lingers stubbornly. Yet it morphs into pleasure, spurring me on.
Jigek— jigek— So this is the sound of something truly stuffing a hole. The lotion's viscosity, my leftover spit, my own fluids—they blend into sticky, obscene squelches that fill the bathroom with every thrust. Bracing against the sink, I barely hold on, rocking my hips front and back in tiny motions. My head hangs low, overwhelmed by pain and ecstasy shaking my entire body.
"Ugh. Ngh. Haa..." Unintelligible grunts, moans, and ragged breaths spill from my lips. They mingle with the wet sounds from my hole, tickling my ears and stoking my excitement higher. My hip swings gradually widen. Deeper. Aaah, it hurts. Pull out. Chase the pleasure despite the pain, shoving deeper still. Each time, lewd noises announce my motions—long drags, short jabs, repeating endlessly.
Once I've adjusted somewhat, I force my slumped body upright, locking eyes with my reflection. "Aaaah..." The sight is incredibly filthy. My pretty face flushed deep red, utterly undone. Drool trickles from my open mouth; cheeks and ears burn crimson, broadcasting my debauchery to anyone who might see. Below, sweat-slick collarbones and smooth shoulders. Arms straining to grip the sink. And dominating the mirror—my breasts. Gravity pulls them down in my forward lean, their massive volume dangling proudly. Sweat beads everywhere, but the drops trickling into my cleavage stand out most.
Studying myself intently, I rock my hips once more. Pulling back, the dildo plunges in anew. Fresh stimulation tenses my neck. My eyes widen. My mouth gapes wider, hot breath escaping with a faint whimper. My breasts sway inward, their jiggling waves a feast for my eyes. A sweat drop follows the motion, falling free. I push forward, withdrawing it slightly. The outward drag stimulates just as intensely—maybe more.
My honest body reacts instantly. "Uuuung..." A raw moan bursts out reflexively. My eyes narrow, sharpening my gaze—but flushed cheeks and ear tips add irresistible allure. My breasts swing forward with gravity and momentum, emphasizing their size once again. Back now. Deeper this time... "Huugrk."
Deep. So deep. The dildo's veined texture scrapes my inner walls as it burrows. The firm glans and its ridge assert themselves, stabbing deep. It nudges forbidden spots, curves and veins teasing in pursuit. My head drops instinctively. I lean precariously on trembling arms against the sink. And then—my ass cheeks slap against cool silicone. The balls I sucked so eagerly earlier. I've taken it to the hilt. Deeper than before, reaching untouched depths.
The thickest part clogs my entrance, amplifying the pressure. The rigid tip prods my deepest mucosa aggressively. My overstimulated walls and rear pussy clench tight, gripping hard. This is gonna be addictive. Taboo and ecstasy hammer my brain. Mere pain can't slow me now.
As my pleasure-shocked mind calms slightly, I thrust again. "Huuuuk." It withdraws from those depths—but delivers massive bliss on exit. The glans that scraped in grinds out, ridges battering my mucosa unfiltered. Incredible... I piston my hips wildly after that. Squuk— In, out. "Haaang..." In, out. Tzup— In, out. "Ugrk." In, out. Intense waves crash over me relentlessly, but... something's missing. I won't cum like this.
I lift one sink-braced hand to my clit. "Hng!" Like before, but rougher, clumsier. I torment it furiously. "Ahng." Pinch. Rub. Pinch again. Fingers work overtime. My hips never stop. Front and back pleasures collide in familiar-yet-new overload. Touching my pussy ignites the fuse on building ecstasy. My already fevered body races toward climax faster. A different peak from before hurtles me onward.
Nearing familiar release, I crave one final push. Hips shake quicker. Fingers fly faster on my pussy. "Ngh. Ngh. Ah..." Each motion forces reflexive moans. My rear heats up; pussy squelches louder. Instinct screams it's coming—now. Timed perfectly. Pop— The deeply embedded dildo yanks free in one go. The glans scrapes once more; my hole's rim, which once caught it, releases in a rush. Compressed pleasure explodes through my head.
"Huuuuk...!" Pent-up moans erupt. Pussy gushes wildly. Haaaah... this is amazing. Climax drains my strength. Thud— Legs give out. Clinging to the sink with one hand, I collapse to my knees. My body won't respond. The floor's soaked in my fluids; the warm dildo, just extracted, rests against my back. Just... a moment. Let me rest like this. I savor the afterglow in that pose.