My second strap-on sex. Part 2

And my beloved was just waiting for this process. She was already bent over slightly, resting her hands on the bed and moving her hips more and more intensively. I don’t know how long it went on at this pace, but I myself gave myself so much that I lost the sensation when the strap enters me and when it exits.

I held her shoulders with my hands, her hair fell beautifully from her, covering us like a gentle curtain. Her breasts swayed so succulently to the beat of the movements that I decided to throw my eyes back, otherwise I can finish from one glance at all this.

She, seeing that I like it, tightly pressed against me, began to kiss my neck, then my face, then on the lips, and moving the strapon slowly back and forth, back and forth. I wrapped my hands around her buttocks, and began to squeeze and squeeze.

The sensations inside me were unusual in nature, but filling with their pleasure. There was warmth in the lower abdomen, energy bursting. Out of habit, having enjoyed and discharged from masturbation or sex, that is, in any case, from external stimulation, the body was now clearly a little confused. After all, there is pleasure, there is excitement, but what is the way out? In principle, I myself did not touch my penis during pegging. Indeed, when we discussed this topic with our beloved for the very first time, she admitted that she would like her boyfriend to finish without hands. Our sex the day before yesterday in this format was the first, so I could not finish. And what can I say, the member was excited, then relaxed again. When we were more or less tired, I ended up in it in the usual way. Now, I, too, probably will not achieve an internal orgasm, but today the pleasure is much greater and I feel that there is every chance of it.

After our kisses, she got up and pulled the strap-on from my asshole. After all this, my ass didn’t even think to close itself, and I didn’t want to. It was pleasant for me to feel, relaxing, as they stretch her to the sides, thighs thrown back.

  • Darling, please turn over to a different position.

After kissing her, I rolled over, taking a knee-elbow position. I felt how my beloved entered me again. Her arms wrapped around my waist, pressing my buttocks against her stomach. I spread my legs wider, and she picked up the pace to fuck me. Her frictions were so frequent that the strapon, it seemed, did not have time to leave my ass, as it entered it again. Then, she pressed my back with her hands, from our first time I already understood what it meant – I sank on my chest, leaving my ass lifted up. She, clutching her fingers in my buttocks, continued to fuck me again and again.

My penis was, as they say, in free flight. From her movements, he, excited, dangled back and forth, which excited me even more. Grease was periodically dripped from it. I didn’t know what to do anymore. I myself could not stand: the internal pressure in the lower abdomen, this bursting heat, a member that is about to explode, and an organism that has not yet realized that pleasure can have different paths.

Several times I changed my position: then I completely lay down, and then my dear rode on me like a rider, then again, bent my knees, lifting my ass to the top, leaning either on my elbows or on my chest. Frankly, the pose where I just lie with my legs together was my favorite.

In one of the poses, when I lifted my ass up, I suddenly felt the strap-on completely come out of me and after a couple of seconds, it completely entered again. Then he went out again. I felt my ass in such a state as if it had always been like this, and again I felt the coolness of the air rushing inside. Then he entered again. And again he came out completely. My beloved was amused so several times, delivering pleasant sensations to the nerve endings of the ring of my anus.

The sensation of a moving strap-on did not cause any discomfort, unlike the last time. The change of her movements: now completely enter, now completely leave, now a sharp and fast pace, now smooth and slow, now again sharp, forced me to simply moan passionately. And not because I knew that it excites her very much, but because her sex excites me very much. The main thing is to let go of the situation and relax. And I completely devoted myself to the quick movements of something thick inside me. This strap-on slid along the walls of my anal, pushing them apart and giving me pleasant sensations. The pressure on the ring of my hole, due to the frictions of my beloved, stretched it, which caused incredibly pleasant feelings, and especially when I tried to squeeze the asshole with a strap-on walking inside, hold it and immediately relax – it’s just a thrill. My penis, although it had already ceased to be so hard, but still remained the same swollen, dangling along with the eggs from side to side, which also brought a specifically pleasant sensation. And when the strapon touched the prostate, I gave it all over there was a wave of pleasant warmth and sensual bliss. The spanking of her thighs on my thighs, her tummy on my rolls excited me very much and brought a pleasant eroticism to our whole process.

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