This is Andy’s story.
“Don’t worry about it” I say as you huff and puff before rolling over.
“It happens to everyone” I tell you as I stroke your shoulder reassuringly.
What I’m really thinking is ‘For gods sake, I really needed a really good fucking, and you’re not up to the task’
But I’d never say that because that would be mean and it wouldn’t help the situation any.
I’m not nasty you see! I’m just a little needy sexually and I need a man that can keep up.
What’s funny is that you talk the talk so well and you look like a stud, actually it’s not that funny it’s disappointing, like finding out the guy you have a crush on is gay. It’s a waste and it leaves a heavy feeling in the pit of your stomach.
“I’m going to come and fuck you when I get back from Up North” you said and oh boy I’m sure you planned to in your head but it’s clearly not meant to be and looking at your cock, well it’s not that glorious, even when semi hard it’s not very big, I can see why you have an attitude problem now.
I’d thought you had a chip on your shoulder but you did show glimpses of a softer side excuse the pun, so I gave you a chance.
“Is there anything new you want me to try?” I ask you patiently. Your back is turned and I know you’d like to blame me for your apparent inadequacy but hey! This never happened to me.
‘There’s very little point in maintaining the macho image now is there Andy?’ I think but again I wouldn’t say it.
“Will you fuck me?” you say and my facial expression is one of confusion as I wonder how I’m suppose to fuck a cock that just won’t stay hard! You notice my confusion and you put me right.
“I mean fuck my arse,” you add and now I start to understand.
I smile because I’m an obliging girl but alarm bells are ringing quietly in my head and the words “He’s gay” present themselves to me in my minds eye in big black bold cartoon letters.
“Okay” I say and actually I quite like the idea because I’ve never been let loose on someone’s arse before. It’s not what I had in mind for us but it’ll be an experience and I’m sure I can muster up a story from it.
“Something big” you tell me regaining some confidence and I smile inwardly because I have a monster of a dildo in the bedside cabinet that now has your name on it.
Now when I tell you that this is a monster of a dildo you have to understand that is! I struggle to take it in my pussy and would never take it in my arse in a million years, but as I lube it up and press it up against the entrance to your arse, you open right up and it slips in nicely.
“Erm okay!” I think as you start to moan your delight at having this violation which I can see now, is definitely not a first.
“You like having your arse fucked Andy?”
I ask you actually rather excitedly because the sight of it disappearing almost entirely into you is really quite arousing me.