ANAL | CNC

V is for Vicki the red headed Vixen

A long hard anal assault to celebrate her 21st birthday

This is a series of stories about different women I’ve slept with to the one you’ll find in most of my stories so far. E.g. My first time in a sex club — written from her point of view.

I’ll see if I can remember one for each letter of the alphabet, and what their special kink was!

I crawled after Vicki as she scuttled backwards across the ground like a demented crab, laughing her head off.

We were both naked. I was hard. We had been fucking on the floor of our friends house in a near empty, but for a mattress, room. We had borrowed it so we could visit Toronto, but we weren’t seeing much of the city.

Then suddenly she had started moving her perfectly shaved tight little pussy away from my cock, the tease. I scampered after her like a hungry dog, pinned her down and rammed it back in. I let go then, thinking I was safe to carry on pumping her, but she wriggled free again of my impaling of her slim body, and twisted sideways out of my grasp All the time finding it very funny. She dashed along the wall, crawling on all fours at speed.

I leapt on her again. I was laughing too but determined to be inside her, because even in the stifling Canadian summer heat my cock felt cold and exposed away from the clasp of her perfect small vagina.

I crushed into her from behind, feeling the head of my cock driving away all resistance. She squealed and betrayed her game by pushing back onto me, grasping my ass to pull me into her as she came.

Recovering from her orgasm she pushed me off once more and actually started running around the room shouting, “Catch me if you can!” I became the ravenous carnivore and stalked her until she was cornered. Wildly I leapt and she crumpled to the floor below me. I bit her shoulder so hard she let out a little scream.

Tucked right into the corner I ended up flat against her prone body, my cheek against hers, loving her but overwhelming her too. “Looks like you got me.” She stretched her neck round to kiss me, “but I’ll have teeth marks with that one you awesome bastard!”

“Yeah, and I’ve not got you completely yet…” One hand pushed down on the top of her back, lifting me off the ground a little as I pushed her harder into floor. My other hand positioned the large bulbous tulip shaped head of my cock at her tiny anal entrance.

“Oh,” she said, then I started to push. Her anus wasn’t completely dry because some of her orgasms had sent juices flowing that way, but I did meet with a lot of sphincter resistance.

It was only a few weeks ago that she done it like that for the first time, very quietly in a room full of sleeping strangers when we had stayed at a hostel. This was only her second sodomising. “Push up,” I said, and she obeyed, meeting the Impaler with all her force. My thighs strained because I pushed so hard to force my way in. Our combined efforts made it pop and it opened to me, expanding wider than it ever normally needed to go, allowing my thick cock in.

The next seven inches were much easier after that as I drilled it into her pert tight bottom.

Once fully taken into her, pushed up inside as far as I could go, I let her relax, resting my cheek against hers again. I let her get used to the size, the rigidity, the invasion of her body. For a full minute we didn’t move or speak, her breathing returned to normal and she no longer made any sounds of pain.

Then I began. For ten minutes I ground against her slim body, moving my cock only up and down a few inches, making sure I wasn’t pushed out and that my full weight never left her. I think sometimes it was hard for her to breathe because she held her breath so much in anticipation of the next thrust. But as she told me years later, long after we were no longer lovers, this one experience gave her fantasies and demons she was still yet to fulfil. She wanted to have a very fat man or huge muscular man use her this way with their full weight smothering her. And ideally a cock painfully longer than mine to add to the delicious discomfort.

Eventually with sweat slipping between us I could feel her getting too uncomfortable and I knew she wanted me to cum. I knew this for sure when she started whispering her dirtiest words, to help that cum shoot quicker.

“You like that baby? Holding me down and forcing it in? You even sure I wanted it baby? You sure I wanted it this hard? Who else you want to do this too? Your friend? Would you rather have her under you? That waitress you said was pretty? My sister? I know you look at her. Or maybe you just want to do this to my mouth? My face down there. Humping my face? No, I know, you want to bugger me for days don’t you? Cripple me so I can hardly walk. You’d fucking fist it you bastard. You wouldn’t care how much it hurt. You’re a nasty sexy bastard. My ass was almost virgin and you want to ruin it. Why don’t you let me suck that vile, perverted cock clean once your done with me. Or fuck my throat right now, you evil cunt.”

All this whispered darkly into my ear, interspersed with deep licks making my hearing crackle and my temperature soar. I pumped faster then but intending to cum in her mouth. The trouble was I couldn’t leave the tight fit of her perfect ass. That ass that I’d often watched swinging back and forth on the dance floor. I couldn’t leave this little bit of heaven for the invitation of her mouth but neither could I stop myself from cumming any longer.

I pulled her half to her knees and took longer jabs, holding her hips with one arm wrapped round her thin body and her head pressed to the floor under my other hand. But in the end this aggressive dominance fell away when I needed both hands on her slim, sexy hips to allow the full fucking experience and I rammed it home hard after I pulled her fully to her knees grunting my lust inside her, in a sustained and magical eruption of cum.

She pushed me off as soon as I was done with her and I panicked that I had gone too far, read the signs wrongly. But instead she rolled onto her back and opened her legs wide, frigging herself hard. One hand rubbing her own pussy, the other fucking herself with nearly her whole hand. Piss spurted out as she came over and over, and our friends room was a mess of an array of bodily fluids.

Once sated she dived into me and cuddled up. All the lust gone, and our love returned. We fell asleep like that, the fluids drying on our skin. What a way to celebrate her twenty first birthday.

More from Toronto, with an earlier, Indian lover…