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Okay, so this is what I was thinking…

A.) Gina knew I really wanted anal from her.

B.) That was kind of a large dildo we had bought and now was attached to her strap-on harness; not huge but big enough, as far as I was concerned.

C.) Though I was, in fact, right then on all fours looking back at her apply a liberal amount of lubrication on the black rubber phallus, I could be just as happy on my back if Gina wanted to take me that way. Considering the girl’s near perfect C cups, me laying back and being fucked while I stared at Gina’s firm chest was just as good a possibility then the out-and-out submissive pose of me taking it up the ass on all fours under her.

Really I am very accommodating when my ass is about to be plowed.

D.) I probably couldn’t be lubed enough for that fake cock, seeing as it had been quite a while since I had done anything anal.

“You’re awfully quiet babe,” the big blond behind me offered.

I guess I had been considering my four points a little longer then I should have seeing I was bent there waiting, ass up, cheeks spread, face to the pillow, not offering her protest or prodding.

“I’m a little nervous,” I said, not exactly telling the truth.

True, anytime I got into anything where ass-play was involved a little shutter did run through me, but I wasn’t really afraid Gina was going to hurt me as much as I was just anticipating this first time with her and our dildo.

From what I knew of our relationships; the good, the bad, the ugly and the sweet I have been through in my twenty nine years, a sex life can flow on tides as high or as low as the people involved can swim (and often times they don’t swim together). In fact, there had been those occasions (and a little too many if truth be told) where I had been the one riding high and my lover had been drowning there in the low currents of boredom or I was aching for anything_but_sex while my partner was bragging to close confidants about our sex being the best they had ever had.

I had been lucky with Gina so far; we seemed to both be on the same page with our needs and fears. I had the word anal out my mouth about the same time she was showing me an Internet site of “things I’d like to try”, clicking over the dildo pages. So we seemed pretty well matched.

Still she was about to fuck me up the ass.

It did give one pause.

“You still want this?” she said and scooted an inch closer to my open ass.

“I still want this,” I said, then lean forward into the pillow, on one cheek, my face shmushed down deep. “Do it nice and slow, but give me it all.”

I guess I had made the decision to have her take me from behind. Hell as far as I was concerned this wasn’t going to be the first time for us and anal; either her giving to me or me to her. We’d start this way and see how we both felt afterwards.

“Just move your right leg a bi…” she said.

I gulped, the head of the cock was in me! A tear came to my eye, not from pain but from realizing that this girl, who might actually turn out to be one of the great partners of my life, had had the courage to take me at my word, spread my ass, lubricate us both and now open me in a way I so ached for but never got enough of.

“Next time,” Gina said, laying on top of me. Christ my ass opened so easily; like falling off a bike and getting right back on, I snickered to myself.

“…next time, maybe we get you on your back.”

Ah, yes, Gina and I might just be destined for each other, I thought.

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