Perfect Anal Gif Novels & Stories

Ana walked in and the music being played on the stereo got louder and on her left, she found her man doing push ups in nothing but his black boxers. Ana leaned against the doorframe and couldn't help but get aroused by the sight of his muscles bulging out and his sweat pouring down on all the curves of his strong body. She got her fingers to feel her lips while her tongue stuck out to wipe her dried up lips. There was something sexy about him in only his underwear and working out. It caused a feeling to gush in between her legs and boy, was Ana now wanting a round of passion.

But now, alone in bed, she needed something real, flesh and sweat, not just fingers and vibrators. "Ah, fuck, another asshole sending a dick pic without asking," she murmured to herself, with a naughty smile curving her full lips. The image on the screen was of a flaccid dick, poorly framed, with a stupid caption: "Wanna suck?" Ana laughed softly, deleting the match without mercy. "Go fuck yourself, idiot. If you want to impress, at least show it hard and ready for action."

All I could think about was to kiss her lips again, reassuringly, until she returned my embrace in a hug and allowed the stress she seemed to be feeling to ease up a bit. "I have a bit of an anal fixation myself, honestly.." I said. It was true. Anal sex was my favorite. Not that I'd normally take other things off the table, mind you. But what had just happened earlier was one of my wildest fantasies come true - to make Abigail climax from anal penetration had sent my arousal to levels I didn't know were possible. I had not even been sure such a thing was possible. "Oh.." she giggled in surprise at my confession.. "You're not just saying that, are you? I mean, it's fine if you are, but.."

She continued the chatterbox routine, though. "I need this inside me," she said, grabbing my cock. "I really want to feel it. But I need to warn you." "Oh yeah? What about?" I said. "What I'm known for best," she said and guided my cock into her, "is how much I love anal." I savored her wet, velvety pussy. "Don't take this the wrong way," I said, "but you are way tighter than I expected." She humped back against me and laughed. "Oh, you know," she said, "instead of a personal trainer at the gym, I have one for kegels."

He moans as he tastes me and the sound almost sends me over the edge already, I grip the balcony railing to stop myself from plummeting more than twenty stories down. He licks and sucks on me, sending jolts of pleasure through me. I gasp in surprise as he thrusts two fingers inside me, fucking me forcefully with them. When he takes them out, dripping and slick with my juices, he slowly massages my back opening with them, causing me to freeze for a split second. His other hand rubs my lower back soothingly, “Is this Ok?” He asks, “I know you’ve never had a good experience with anal sex before, but I promise to only make you feel pleasure.”

They looked very intimate. The wedding ring I had begged him to wear for five years was not on his finger. In the video, a big hand held a smaller one, and matching rings shone on their fingers in the light. That was when I realized that he did not actually hate red dresses, women in makeup, and his ring. He only hated them because of me. He did not love me. I cried until my tears ran dry and accepted the system’s offer to bind me to the Perfect Partner System.

I flipped her over before breaching her puckered hole just as hard, making her beg for me to stop, but I just fūcked her harder, desperate to get off. I closed my eyes as I brutally thrust her tight asshole, but as soon as the darkness consumed me, I saw her. Brown wavy hair and blue eyes. The softest skin I have ever touched. Innocent yet so fierce. So fūcking breakable. I wanted that. To break her. So fūcking badly. And I came. Hard as hell and harder than ever. I felt how spurt after spurt filled Analisa, leaving me lightheaded.

She quivered as the full stroke of the stable hand's long, hard cock fulfilled her wanton anal urges. Etta groaned, a thin trail of drool trailing unheeded from her slack lips. The stallion was relentless, launching thrust after powerful cock thrust up her ass. Every stroke added another fraction of an inch of penetration into her protesting bowels. She felt her tummy swell with each new insertion, a bulge in the outline of the stallion's cock distending her taut skin. She quivered as yet another orgasm struck, the spasms almost continuous, back to back as her cunt and asshole shivered in waves of numbing pleasure. A wet smack of flesh against her naked rear sounded. Through her mental fog,

If she will invite Zero inside their condo and will do it there, Becca can hear it. She bit the tip of her thumb as she keeps on thinking about the fucking anal sex thing that Zero loves the most. If only she was that brave enough—damn she peed while they tried. When she watched one video involving anal sex, she didn’t see the woman pee. That’s a threesome video. The woman sat on the man’s cock while the other man thrust on the hole between her butt. “Ugh! Sex again!” she blurted. She rolled her body to the side and rolled to the other side again.

“What kind of good are we talking here?” There was no denying the sexual innuendo in that sentence. Ana could not help the complacent feeling which swamped her, her mouth exploding into a Cheshire smile out of its own volition. ‘The multiple orgasms kind of good.” It was very satisfying to watch her friend’s mouth form a perfect ‘O’, the wonder glazing in her cyan blue eyes a perfect facsimile of her own. “O.M.G! “If I had known he was that good, I would have kept him for myself,” Aimee sighed with exaggerated drama.