Sophie was a girl I was fucking for a while at university as a friend with benefits. Before the night this happened, I’d never fucked her in the ass. We’d never even talked about it.
She was very clearly in the mood for fun when she came around that evening. We barely even said two words to each other before Sophie was pressed up against me, kissing me with her tongue in my mouth, making horny little gasping noises.
Sophie was French, with dark blonde hair, fantastic cheekbones, and big blue eyes. She was slender, with small, perky tits but with a surprisingly round, full, thick ass. She was wearing a summer dress that night with a floaty skirt. I pretty much went straight up it.
As she rubbed at my cock through my jeans, I cupped her pussy through her underwear. I felt how wet she was already. I got another hand up the back of her dress to grip her ass. As I slid between her cheeks, I mashed her knickers into her sopping cunt from the front and the back.
We’d been fooling around for about two months at that point, everything was still fresh and thrilling, but I already knew her body well, I knew what Sophie liked. That evening, she was so turned-on, it was so, so easy to play with her. I circled her clit as we kissed. As she really began to pant and moan, I took my finger away from her nub and slid it into her quim instead to tickle across her g-spot in the way she loved.
I teased her like that, I went back and forth between Sophie’s clit and g-spot, making her squirm and buck into my hand, but I didn’t stay in one place long enough for her to come. I edged her till she was trembling all over, till Sophie was begging for it with the sounds she was making. But rather than letting her climax, I turned her around and shoved her down onto my bed.
Sophie let me put her on her hands and knees, she was nothing if not eager. She laughed as I pulled her dress up and folded her skirt over her back, as I whipped her knickers down to her knees. I didn’t take any of my clothes off either, I just pulled my dick out of my jeans and slid it into Sophie’s snug, warm, slippery cunt.
I didn’t rail Sophie, I didn’t need to. I fucked her with slow, long, deep drives. I found an angle that had her mewling and pushing back into me. She was so worked-up, she put a hand between her legs, Sophie brought herself off quickly as I rode her.
Sophie was one of those lucky girls who didn’t really need any kind of break after an orgasm, who could keep going. She kept strumming her pussy as I took her. Sophie made real noise, she shoved herself backwards onto my cock, she went a little nuts. She spoke in French as words poured out of her, “Oui…. Oui…. Mon dieu…. Putain…. Oui…. Oui….”
I got into the spirit with her. I held her big ass with both hands, I mauled and spread her cheeks. I smacked her. The rougher I was with her, the more frenzied it sent Sophie.
As I held her buttocks open to watch my dick driving in her flushed pussy, her asshole was right there, neat and pink, staring up at me. We hadn’t even done any butt stuff then, but I couldn’t resist. I spat on my hand and smeared it over her butthole. Sophie didn’t stop me as I stroked her, as I massaged that muscular opening. She didn’t even stop me as I slid my thumb slowly up her back passage. If anything, it only drove her crazier.
I held my thumb still in her ass for a time, but as she softened around it, I began to move it around in her, wiggling and circling and pumping it in her butt. Sophie’s next orgasm hit her hard, she really yelled out as she thrashed and bucked as I screwed her in both places.
When I finally took my thumb out of her, her asshole looked slack, it looked far too inviting.
I’m not advocating this. Whenever I’ve fucked girls in the ass any other time, we always talked about it beforehand, it was something we took slowly, something we built up to. Anal done right is about communication and trust. But it didn’t happen that way that night with Sophie.
She whined in displeasure as I drew my cock out of her cunt. As I raised it, as I pressed the head of my dick between her curved cheeks, I was expecting her to pull away or turn round and shout at me, to at least tell me no, but Sophie let me. Sophie moaned as I rubbed my cock over her asshole.
I went for it before Sophie came to her senses. I lined myself up, I pressed, and the head of my dick slid into her ass without any perceivable resistance. Sophie groaned. A shiver ran through her. I moaned at how incredible she felt. It was just the tip of me in her butt, but her entrance was squeezing me like a soft fist,
Sophie still didn’t object as I eased another inch or so of myself into her rear. I slid through her sphincter and into that soft space beyond. Sophie didn’t stop me as I began to lightly fuck her ass.
She dropped her head. Sophie groaned, but it didn’t sound like she was in any pain, yet it sounded intense, like she was on the edge of what she could take.
“Play with your pussy,” I told her.
Sophie put her fingers back on her cunt, back on her clit. Her moans heightened.
With each drive, I sank myself a little deeper into her. I didn’t rush it. Sophie took me. I soon had the full length of my cock in her thick butt. Her entrance was a tight, squeezing band around the base of my shaft, the rest of me felt like it was enclosed in a warm, silken channel.
Sophie was still very clearly on the edge though, part enjoying it, part close to freaking out, judging by the sounds she was making. If I understood her, I thought Sophie would get off most from this on a sense of me using her, on her being so naughty. I tried to lean into that.
“Look at me,” I told her.
Sophie glanced back at me. We stared into each other’s faces as we fucked.
“Where’s my cock?”
“It’s in my ass.” She groaned as she said it.
“Yeah, it fucking is. You’re such a slut.”
I’ll never forget the expression that came onto her face as I called her a slut. Sophie was flushed, her eyes were half-closed as she grinned at me. She looked like she was a little mad at me for doing this to her, a little mad at herself for enjoying it.
I kept talking as I fucked her ass, I told Sophie how good she felt, how dirty she was. I called her a slut and a whore and a bitch and it kept her moaning and smiling, it helped her find the pleasure in it. Sophie called me a bastard, a connard, she swore at me in French and English, it made it more fun for both of us.
She felt sublime and she looked just as good, on all fours, with her dress up, her knickers around her knees still, frigging herself as my dick slid back and forth between her spread buttocks, in her stretched asshole, moaning and quivering, loving it now.
I fucked her deep, I fucked her a little harder, and Sophie took it. When I told her I was about to come, that I was about to come in her ass, she grinned and laughed and called me a fucking bastard.
As I sank into her all the way, as I let go, I bellowed as I came. My dick pulsed and pulsed as I spurted up her butt, as I came in her in the most depraved way. Sophie really lost her head, she got there with me. Sophie shrieked as she came, she reared into me with urgency as we orgasmed together.
She kept swearing at me afterwards as we cuddled on my bed. Sophie told me she’d never done anal before, that she’d never wanted to, that she’d have said no if I’d asked her to do it beforehand. She admitted to me how much fun it had been.