Slow Anal Insertion Gif Novels & Stories

“Covered in their cum but still my perfect little girl.” Richard pushed inside me slowly and deeply. The stretch felt different from the rough way the others had taken me. This was slower and more intimate. “Oh Daddy,” I gasped as he filled me completely. “It feels so deep when you go slow like this.” He started thrusting with long, careful strokes. His eyes stayed locked on mine the whole time.

"God, guys, that was great. Every other anal video the guy easily slips his big dong into the girl. This is real! How about we use some dildos to get you opened up, Jill?" When we went back on camera, I slowly worked a smallish dildo into her tight ass. "Feel ok, honey?" "Doing fine." I continued to work it in and out, gradually loosening her anus. Pulling it out, her anus momentary remained opened, then quickly clamped shut. The second dildo was almost my size. Adding a big glob of lube, I pressed it against her anus. It still took almost two minutes to get it in. "Hurts a little, honey, but could be worse. I want to do this."

She is right on the edge of coming, and I am more than ready to let her. But I have to finish what I started first. Slowly, I pull my fingers out of her backside, give them a quick wash, and rush back with the plug I prepared. “I’m going to slide this in now. It’s a little thicker than my fingers, but you can handle it. Just stay relaxed.” Lila gives me a tense nod. “Okay.” My heart is pounding in my ears as I part her cheeks with my thumb and finger, settling the tip of the plug against her opening. Slowly, I begin to sink it inside, watching her face closely for any signs of pain.

I gripped the sheets harder. "I'll go slow," he said. He pushed one finger in first, working it in and out while I breathed through it. Then two fingers, stretching me more. I bit the pillow and pushed back against his hand. "Relax for me. That's it." He pulled his fingers out and lined his cock up. He pushed in slow, inch by inch, until he was all the way inside my ass. I groaned into the pillow and he leaned over me, one hand on my lower back.

Rafe takes my hands and kisses my fingers one at a time, then leans me forward and presses my hands against the shower wall. Instinctively, I brace myself as he guides himself to my entrance then pushes just the tip inside. I glance back at him, and he gives me another inch, sliding in very slowly and sweetly. “Rafe…” “I know you’re tired, sugar. We’ll go nice and slow,” he says.

Her body froze. "Breathe. I'll open you up." His finger slid in slow. She gasped at the pressure. Then two. Stretching, burning, and then—pleasure. He rubbed circles on her clit with his other hand while he worked her open. Her hips rolled back into him. "Good girl. You’re ready." He pulled his fingers free. Lined up. "Deep breath." The head of his cock pressed against her asshole. Then in. Slow, relentless. "Oh my god—"

Flávio positioned his member at my entrance and lowered himself onto me again. "Relax, my little one, it'll hurt a little at first, but then it'll be good, very good, I promise you. We'll go slowly until you get used to it." He gave me a quick kiss on the mouth. "Look at me, let me see your eyes, let me know what you're feeling." He began to penetrate me very slowly, making a huge effort to contain himself. I was so wet that he slipped in easily. I felt a discomfort that quickly passed, all I could do was take him whole.

I inserted the small plug slowly, each centimeter a promise of care. “Ahhh…” She moaned, the sound low and turning into heat in the air. I held back the urge to continue and waited: I observed her expression, her breathing, the contraction of her muscles—every sign told me whether I could proceed. When I saw no complaint, only pleasure, I moved to the medium plug. The sensuality of the process was an intimate choreography.

I could feel his knee edging my thighs open as he guided my hands down to his bulging groin. I swallowed hard. He was quite the big man. I gently massaged it and I could feel it throbbing in my hand. He bit his lips, as he tried to suppress a moan. I squeezed gently and a moan finally escaped his lips. Then slowly, I guided him down to my twitching and already dripping pussy. I widened my legs a little and let him in. He inserted it slowly, gently going in and out like he was testing the waters. Then suddenly he thrust in fully.

“Breathe deeply. It will feel strange at first, but your body can take it. You’re going to look so beautiful with this inside you all morning.” I nodded, gripping the edge of the desk tighter. He pressed the tip of the plug against my tight, puckered hole, applying slow, steady pressure. The cool metal, quickly warmed by my heat and slickness, began to breach the resistant ring of muscle. There was a burning stretch—more pressure than pain—and I let out a shaky exhale, forcing myself to relax as he had instructed.