Slow Anal Insertion Gif Novels & Stories

Slow or fast, you get to feel all of his thrusts. My hole vibrated because of the heat from his cock as he was now at my sweet spot, ready to intrude. His cock weeping with precum from the contact. He pushed in slowly. I winced out and moaned in equal pleasure, pleasing my own very ears. “You good?” He asked. “Keep-keep going.” I said. He slid in relatively slow, his eyes still pinned on mine. He was going that slow not to hurt me. I nodded my head, urging him. He continued to push in till he was halfway in.

I straddled his hips, my heart racing a little. “Take your time,” he said, his hands resting on my waist. “Go as slow as you need. I’ve got you.” I reached behind me and lined him up with my hole, still a bit tender but eager. Slowly, I sank down onto him. The stretch made me moan loudly as inch after inch filled me. “Oh fuck…” I gasped, pausing halfway. “Easy, baby,” Daniel encouraged, his voice steady. “You’re doing so good. Look at you taking my cock so deep. Breathe through it. You control the pace, nice and slow. Yeah, just like that.”

Slowly, he finally pulled off his boxer and the thick and long length of his rod caused my mouth to salivate and my clit pulsated at the sight. “Fuck.” I swallowed back the saliva that filled my mouth now and holding his hip, I tried to guide him inside of me. “You’re so small.” He shook his head in confusion. “I can’t… I can’t…” “Yes, you can.” I reassured him again. “It’s not as small and weak as it looks. Trust me. Just put it in and go slowly.” With a deep breath, he carefully slid inside of me and he growled again, this time, a little louder and uncontrollably.

Her ass slowly turning red from each smack even as he eventually moves to take out his fingers from deep within her tight hole. Another whimper rising, this time from the loss of contact that his hand had provided. “Patience” Alex quick in reaching for the anal plug, as Alex move to lather it up before moving to place the tip of it at the base of her entrance. “Breathe” was all that was heard before he moves to push it deep inside of her. The plug now sliding into place until all you could see was the faux fur tail. “Gorgeous. Fucking gorgeous.”

His hands grip my hips firmly, holding me in place as he guides his cock back to my entrance. He enters me slowly, the sensation of him stretching me anew sending a delicious ache through my core. I moan softly, feeling every inch of him as he sinks deeper, filling me completely. Adrian's pace is unhurried at first, each thrust measured and deliberate, driving me wild with anticipation.

“Breathe out slow.” She exhaled; he pushed. The plug slid in smoothly, stretching her gradually until the flared base nestled flush against her skin. Sophia whimpered, hips twitching, the fullness foreign and intoxicating. Daniel twisted it gently, letting her adjust, then tugged it out inch by inch only to ease it back in — slow, deliberate fucking that made her moan low in her throat. “Good girl,” he murmured, watching her face. “Look at you opening up for me.”

He picked up the lube, pouring a reasonable amount on his hand, and leaned back. “I'm going with this first,” he announced, and I nodded. “Ease yourself so it doesn't hurt so much, okay?” I exhaled, nodding. Slowly, I felt his finger go at the entrance and… slowly, he pushed it in, and everything was inside. He waited for a brief second before— His finger started thrusting slowly in and out, uncomfortable at first, but with each— “Ohhh… oh… it was… getting better?” As the seconds went by—

He knew Regina was getting tighter because she was tensing up, so he pulled her to straddle him. “I know you’re scared it might hurt again, and whatever I say won’t help. So I want you to be in control. Insert—” He held his breath as Regina positioned the tip on her moist opening without letting him finish his instructions. With gritted teeth, he continued. “—insert it slowly. As you feel more comfortable, it will open up, and you will feel better.”

Finally, I forcefully insert my knot into her, securing it behind her pelvic bone. Quinton gently removes himself from her mouth, and I carefully adjust our position so that she is now comfortably nestled against my chest, our connection still intact. With a mischievous smile, Quinton positions himself behind her and retrieves a bottle of lubricant, preparing to enhance their intimate experience. As he tenderly spreads her legs apart, she feels a momentary tension, unsure of what to expect. However, any apprehension quickly transforms into a gasp of surprise and pleasure as Quinton delicately inserts a finger into her anus, igniting a thrilling mix of sensations that leave her breathless wit

he senses my fear as he continues to massage that opening, stretching it gently with his fingertips until he can fit a third finger inside, and a fourth, his thumb reaching around to massage the front of me as small, delighted noises escape my lips. "Bon," he praises. "Good girl. You are ready for me." He moves his hand out of the way as he lines the tip of himself with my anus, he is back to playing with my clit while his other hand holds me stable. He is very careful with me, rubbing his wet tip up and down along my anus until with a tiny push of pressure, the smallest bit of him enters my rear. Slowly stretching me, he goes a bit deeper. I cry out, biting the upholstery against the pain a