He caressed the line running downward on my ass. I was on fire as I felt his finger ever so slightly stroke my butt right down the centre with even pressure on each cheek. He succeeded in getting a feedback from me—finally—as I couldn’t help but give a low moan. No sooner had the sound left my throat, I felt his finger push my cheeks apart and make its way deeper through the satin. My shorts did not pose any serious hindrance to his roving digit, even though the angle at which I was sitting made it only possible to go so far before he found the path closed.
I then decided to hell with everything and jumped into the fray. I leaned forward and put my face on the comforter. I extended my arms as far as possible and grabbed the edge of my bed as my breasts pushed into my knees. I raised my feet so that they were perpendicular to my body and my butt came upward with it. I pushed my feet apart enough for him to manoeuvre his way around down below or up above. I then waited for his next move.
He also decided to hell with everything and started to pull my shorts down and off of my hips. I raised my butt enough to let them slide off and then lifted myself to allow him to ease them completely off of my body. I felt a draft as I lay there in that position of submission, butt-naked and dripping wet. “What would be his next move?” I wondered. “Would he touch my lips? Would he fondle my clitoris? Would he run his hand all over my hips, thighs and pussy?”
Well, he surprised me. He placed the tip of his tongue on my asshole. Apparently the draft I had felt earlier was his breathing on my anus. I gave a loud “umph” as my body contracted forward and upward to get away from that wet, warm, and soft appendage of his. I couldn’t believe how erotic that touch was. His hot tongue on my cold anus, licking gently almost caressingly, sending millions of impulses up my spine, making my neurons fire all through my body. I started to buck slightly at first, more severely soon thereafter. I was trying very hard to keep my position so he could continue pumping that charge through my ass with his tongue, while at the same time thrashing around to dislodge him because I couldn’t take it. It was too strange, too powerful, and too stimulating for me. I was surprised, nay shocked, at the stimulation my anus was giving me. It was even more than my clitoris, so much more that I had my first orgasm with my son; he never having touched my clit even once. It was some orgasm though. It had been building for weeks and when it finally arrived, I felt my entire self turning inside out.
Once it was over, I collapsed forward. I was almost off of the bed, that’s how far I fell. He grabbed my legs and pulled me back while at the same time flipped me over onto my backside. He had this triumphant smile on his face as he stood there towering over me like a high-rise building. I squirmed around as if trying to get away from him while he quickly took his clothes off. For the first time in my life I saw a high-rise building protruding out of another high-rise. His dick looked so immense from where I was supine that I gasped with amazement.