I realized that I accidentally marked my last post as 'part 5' when it was meant to be part 4 & 5. This is actually part 5. Oh well. Here are the other ones if you haven't seen them.

“I want you to fuck my ass…”

I grinned and kissed her. I knew that Lyra liked anal from our various sexting sessions, but we hadn’t crossed that line yet. 

“Are you sure?”

She bit her lip and nodded, grabbed lube out of her bag, then hopped over onto all fours in the center of the bed. 

I was in absolutely no rush, though. I was determined to make her feel fucking amazing. I lubed my hands up like I was going to give her a massage, and trailed my fingers over her pussy, down her lips to her clit, rubbing it in slow circles and smiling at her gasp and the way her hips involuntarily followed along. With my other hand, I slowly eased my thumb against her ass, just rolling small circles around in a rhythm, letting her get used to being touched. 

For her part, Lyra sighed and relaxed into my hands, letting me relax her gently. 

I shifted my lower hand so that my thumb could continue putting pressure on her clit while I slid one finger inside her pussy, pressing directly on her g-spot in time with the rhythm. This earned another deep, contented sigh from Lyra. 

She was so calm, almost in a trance. I shifted the hand that was at her ass so that my middle finger was running up and down along her, as if i was grinding my cock along her ass. This got her to shift her hips back against me, so I eased the tip of my finger into her tight hole. Slowly… so slowly, and gently. In… and out… always moving, but like a tide, alternating with the finger that I had pressed inside of her pussy. In… and out. 

Lyra groaned in pleasure, clearly enjoying the process of being stretched little by little. 

“You are so beautiful,” I whispered, kissing her ass and giving it a playful bite. 

Slowly, I pressed my finger deeper, letting her adjust for a minute as I filled her more and more. 

“Are you ready for another?”

She nodded emphatically, making me smile. 

I drew my finger back and recoated my hand in lube (while still massaging her clit and g-spot, which I was pretty proud of), and pressed my two middle fingers into her ass. Slow but firm pressure. Letting her relax around my knuckles. Only adding pressure when alternating with my lower hand.

Soon, she had both of her holes stuffed, and she grabbed the bedding in tight fists. I pressed more against her g-spot, letting her feel the sensations of being completely stuffed, of both holes being slippery and stretched, having every nerve stimulated. 

I was ready to take my time with this, but suddenly Lyra was cumming. She gasped, and I could feel her gripping my fingers and pulsing around me, watching her writhe under me. 

Damn, and that was just from preparations…

“Please fuck me,” she gasped, aftershocks still running through her.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I added more lube to both of us, and got on my knees behind her. I kissed her neck.

“I’m going to take this slow and let you control the pace. You back up onto me when you’re ready.”

She nodded her head against the pillow. 

I pressed the tip of my cock to her ass, and stroked Lyra’s back. She pressed her hips back against me, forcing the head of my cock into her ass. 

“Oh!” her breath caught in her throat. 

“Easy…” I soothed her, basically massaging her back and hips as she sank slowly onto my shaft, inch by inch. 

Fuck, she was tight. And she was taking me so fucking well. Half of my mind was fully engaged in making sure I didn’t hurt her, but the other half was going wild with indescribable pleasure. 

Finally, she bottomed out, taking all of my cock deep inside of her. She groaned, feeling me fill her completely. 

“You take me so well…” I cooed to her, making her bite her lip. 

She shifted forward, just an inch, then eased back again. I added more lube, letting it drip from us. Then I took her hips in my hands and slowly started moving to her rhythm.

“Oh god!” she gasped, as I started to fuck her ass. “Oh my god!” louder, and louder again, as I slowly picked up the pace. 

I moved slow, but firm, letting her feel every inch of me gliding inside of her, stretching her out. God, her muscles were practically milking my cock, and I wasn’t sure how long I was going to be able to hold out. Slow and steady. Every thrust seemed to amplify her pleasure exponentially, building and building, even as slow as they were. Her body became more tense, and she got quieter and quieter. She started shaking…

…Then, Lyra had the most earth-shattering orgasm I have ever seen. 

Her entire body was quaking uncontrollably. It was only because I had her hips pinned against me that I managed to stay inside of her, which only seemed to spur her on even more. Full-body convulsions rolled through her like waves, crashing over her and sending her spiraling over and over. 

It lasted for what felt like a full minute before she reached back and pushed my hips away. I slowly, slowly eased out of her, and she completely collapsed face down into the mattress. 

I laid my body over hers for a moment, adding my warmth and grounding her, kissing her temple and neck. No words, not yet. Just letting her come back to Earth.

After a minute, I rolled beside her, stroking up and down her back with the flat of my palm (paying attention to which hand it was), and nuzzled my cheek into her forehead. 

It may have been a few minutes before she opened her eyes and looked up at me. 

“Hey, beautiful.”

“... oh fuck…” she whimpered, shivering again. 

We relaxed there for a few minutes before I helped her to the shower. I slowly, carefully washed her body, massaging her back and shoulders, then holding her with her head against my chest under the hot water. 

By the time we got back to bed, she seemed rejuvenated. I’d expected her to just pass out, but she was fully awake. So we sat and cuddled, and talked. For hours, we talked. About our lives, and how they intertwined. How we wanted to see more of each other. 

Finally, holding her close and running my fingers through her hair, I said, “Do you remember when you said you felt like you were falling for me?” 

She smiled and nodded.

“I’m falling for you too.” It was the simplest thing to say because it was absolutely, completely true. There was no denying it, and no hiding it from myself or second guessing. What it meant could come later. “I’m falling in love with you.” 

Lyra's feedback:

Fuck, that's hot! It makes me feel really horny, but also kinda warm inside, loved...

Here are the other ones if you haven't seen them.