Goodbye Tights! [anal][FM]

My fiance is the one who took my “anal virginity”. As I was learning, and growing accustomed to this new activity, I was beginning to hunger for it. I needed it. So, on a Friday afternoon, I decided to surprise my man when he got home from a long day of work with dinner and a little anal play.

I went home early, and began preparing dinner for him. As our meal baked in the oven, I went to my closet to choose a sexy outfit to surprise him with. I glanced over all of the usual teddies, thongs, and bodysuits. Nothing was really speaking to me, and I most especially wanted something to emphasize my ass. I was just beginning to become anxious about not having a decent outfit for the evening when I noticed a pair of black tights in my lingerie drawer. They weren’t anything special- just the kind I wore to work every day. They were sheer, and went up over my hips and rested at my waist. He had mentioned several times before that he loved the way I looked in tights. Perfect! I quickly found my black, sheer bra, and my black suede pumps that made me look like an exotic dancer. I stripped down to nothing then slid the tights on over my bare, shaved pussy and ready ass. I strapped my plump breasts into the just-a-little-too-tight sheer black bra. My hard nipples were framed beautifully in the see-through cups. Next, I put on my pumps, then touched up my eye make up. The finishing touch was a deep shade of red lipstick- something to bring out the green in my eyes.

He always comes home just after 6:00. I decided to set the table and put the dinner in a beautiful serving dish. I put on a romantic playlist, and lit a few candles. I sat on the edge of the dinner table, crossed my legs, and waited for him to come home. The familiar sound of his car driving onto the gravel driveway made my heart race. “Hey beautiful, I’m home,” I heard him call out. The dinner and the mood music called to him like a siren. His manly frame walked into the doorway and his jaw dropped when his eyes met mine.

“Welcome home, my love.”

“Oh my god…” he said breathlessly. “What is all of this?!” He walked up to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“It’s a homemade dinner,” he looked down at my outfit with wide eyes, “and a little dessert”.

“Can we do dessert first,” he started undoing his tie and he leaned in to kiss me. I pushed him back and said “Not yet. You should at least try what I made you.”

He sat in a chair and I hopped up on his lap, straddling him. I took a small piece of chicken with my fingers and gently placed it in his mouth. He smiled as he licked the tip of my finger. “Mmmmm. This is so good…” he whispered into my breasts. His lips gently brushed my caramel-colored nipples. I gasped as he took one breast in his mouth and caressed the other in his strong hand. I gently rocked forward and back, rubbing myself against his groin. I ran my fingers through his dark hair and gently nibbled his ear. He grunted as his hands ran down my back and grasped my ass with a heat like no other. He pulled on my cheeks, spreading them apart and squeezing them together. I could feel the tights material that pressed against my slit become moist. I gasped with excitement as he pulled me closer to him, making our bodies move as one.

“Are you ready for dessert now?” I asked him.

“Mmmm you know I am.”

I stood up and held my hand out to him. He stood up- a huge smile spread across his face. His tie hung loose from his neck and a bulge sat happily under his belt. I lead him straight to the sofa in the living room. I gestured for him to sit at the center of the sofa, then I went straight to work.

First, I hopped on his lap and unbuttoned his shirt. Next, I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. I dropped to my knees and pulled the pants down to his ankles. He pulled his muscle shirt off, but I instructed him to leave his tie on. He sat impatiently on the couch in nothing but boxers. I took in the view for a few moments- it was nice being in charge for a change. The music from the kitchen was easy to hear in the living room. I looked down at him and gave him a coy smile. “Close your eyes,” I told him. He obeyed. I leaned forward and blindfolded him with his tie. His breath became ragged with excitement. I turned my back towards him and lowered my body into his lap, swaying from side to side. I rubbed my ass against his groin, his chest, and his face. I moved with the music, touching him all over, rubbing his shoulders, his arms, and his thighs. I seldom give him lap dances since I get a little shy, but blindfolding him helped to make things extra erotic for the both of us. I turned to face him, straddled him, and moved my breasts up and down the front of his body. He tried several times to touch me, but I pushed his hands away, telling him “You can feel me with everything but your hands.”

He moaned with anticipation. “Does that mean I can taste you?”

“Of course,” I grinned. I stood up and put my right leg onto the sofa. He leaned forward and buried his face into my vagina. His tongue ran up and down my slit through the tights. My clit throbbed as the material clung to my skin. Every exhale he made into my crotch made me squirm with delight. He moaned and sighed as if all the stress of the work week was just melting off of him. I pulled the blindfold off of his face. His hands shot up to my breasts. I pulled them off of my chest and placed them on my ass instead. He held them in a mighty grip, pulling them apart then pushing them in, out and in, out and in. He started to try to pull my tights down when I pulled away from him and sternly said “no.”

He looked up at me. I stared into his eyes and shook my head. “These aren’t coming off,” I told him. A confused look flashed in his eyes. I smirked and stepped away from him. I walked to the end of the sofa and bent forward, lifting my ass high into the air and resting on my elbows. He scrambled to his feet and walked up behind me.

“What do you plan on doing with these on,” he asked curiously.

“I was thinking you could put that big cock of yours into my tight little ass.”

He looked as if he had the wind knocked out of him. “Oh… oh really?” His breath was ragged again. His hands clutched at my ass cheeks. I could feel his fingertips drag on the tights, making a light scraping noise. “But I can’t take these off…” he trailed off. His index finger pushed against my anus. The pressure of it made my stomach flip with excitement. I spread my legs out a little wider and reached my hand behind me and over his hand. I pushed his finger deeper into me, moaning softly.

“Mmmm. I want you to fuck me in the ass, baby.”

“Oh yeah? How bad do you want it?”

“It’s not a matter of want, my love. I need it. I need your cock in me so bad.”

“Oh you’re so right baby. You need this cock in you. You’ve been such a good girl. You earned it.”

“Mmmm that’s right, baby.”

He lowered his diamond-hard cock on top of my ass. I could feel it run down my ass and between my cheeks. He pushed it against my anus, lightly at first, but a little harder every time after. I moaned. I could feel the tension between us. The material of the tights were being stretched to their limits as his cock hungered to plunge into me. I began to pant like an animal, turning around to look him deep in the eyes and whisper “fuck me, baby”.

“Mmmmm…” his hands reached out, cupping my breasts from behind. “Only because you asked so nicely.” He yanked the straps of my bra off of my shoulders. I leaned my ass against his lap, swinging my hips from left to right. He knelt down to his knees, burying his face into me, licking and sucking at my clit and over my waiting backside. “So how do you want me to do this if I can’t take these tights off?” He swatted at my right cheek, making a loud SPANK noise echo in the living room.

“Rip them.” He paused from behind me, his hand hovering in the air mid-spank.

“What did you say?”

“You heard me.”

“Oh my god… you’re too good to me, Claire.” His hands gripped my hips with a desperate thirst. His knees spread my legs wide open, making my legs quiver with anticipation for the impact. I clutched the couch cushions as his fingers gripped the crotch area of my tights and began to pull.

With a loud, sudden tearing noise, my slit was exposed, hot and dripping. His thick, pulsating cock wasted no time plunging into my pussy, pumping as hard as he could. I couldn’t help but let out a tiny yelp as he humped me faster and faster from behind. I could hardly breathe as my ribs dug into the arm of the couch. “Oh… fuck… babe- oh… you… prom- promised… anal…” He slowed down just enough for me to finally catch my breath.

“You want it in your ass now babe?” He began reaching for the anal lube that I set aside for the occasion.

“Oh god yes.” I reached back and spread my cheeks wide, inviting him to take me from behind. He opened the cap and poured a generous amount of lube on my ass and the tip of his cock. He massaged the tip up and down my ass, slapping it against me a little. “You’re my perfect little slut, aren’t you?” I love when he calls me my favorite bedroom pet name.

“Mmm you know it. I want you inside of me, baby. I want you to fill me up with your cum.”

The perfect head of his cock slid from the top of my ass all of the way down to my waiting asshole. I could feel his entire demeanor change as he pointed his hips squarely behind me. I clutched onto the cushions of the sofa and held my breath. Three… two… one…

That thick, throbbing cock shot into me and my waiting ass pulled him in with an animal-like hunger. My body was tossed forward from the impact and my breath caught in my throat.

“FUCK baby. Oh my god…” My back arched and my legs spread wide, making me point my ass high and deep into his grasp. He grunted like a beast as he pumped that thick cock in and out of me. I couldn’t contain myself ( I never can when we do anal). The most sinful, erotic noises came from me as I panted, begging for more. “Oh- fuck- ba-by…” I could only get out one syllable at a time as he thrust inside of me. “Dee- per- plea- ease- oh- fuck- don’t- stop- oh- yeah- just- like- that…” I could feel my body begin to tense as the beginning of my first orgasm began to take over me. I turned back towards him and watched as his mighty hands held me by the hips and yanked me toward him. I leaned as far back as I could, taking in every last inch of that amazing dick of his. “Harder” I managed to whisper.

“Oh fuck baby… you are such a slut for anal, aren’t you?” he grunted into my ear. He started to pick up the pace more and more, drilling into me like a machine. I was getting hot all over, and beginning to sweat. His hands held onto my hips so tight I could hardly feel them.

“Yes baby… I am…” His dick tightened inside of me, making me quiver from the inside, out. I could feel my head roll backward and my lips parting, ready to scream.

“You’re my perfect little slut, aren’t you?” His cock trembled with hunger, his pelvis crashed into my ass, making a loud, rhythmic spanking noise as the waves of orgasms began to take hold of me. My knees locked, my breasts bounced, and my breathing became ragged…

“Yes, baby. I’m your perfect slut. And I want you to cum inside of my tight little asshole.”

“Whatever my perfect slut wants…” His hands shot up from my hips to my shoulders as he locked me tight in his grasp. He pulled himself in and out as far and fast as he could possibly go. I lost all control of the sounds I made, my body movements- everything. He humped me as hard as he had ever done to my ass before. If it hadn’t felt so good, it would have scared me. I cried out in pure ecstasy as he grunted behind me.

“Oh… fuck… you love it, don’t you?” I moaned and moaned. I had no words anymore. “You love my big cock in your tight little ass, don’t you?” A surge of chills and waves of heat. My legs began to vibrate as I scream-orgasmed. “That’s what I thought…” He wrapped my hair into his hand. “You’re such a good girl.” I writhed and flexed on his dick. I could feel the pressure building inside of him as he pulled my head back, looking back at him.

“Cum for me…” I whispered. And with that, he gave one last, long, erotic thrust and ropes and ropes of cum shot into me. I could feel the heat of it as it gushed inside of me, filling me up, and spilling out of the sides. He collapsed on top of me, but he didn’t dare pull out just yet. I was gasping for air as I tried to swing my hips side to side, getting every drop of his cum inside of me. I love being cream-pied. He slowly slid out of me, making me cry out again. It hurts when he pulls out. But I quickly rolled over onto my back, my legs falling open. He smiled an evil smile at me and lowered his face down to my ass, admiring his hard work.

“That was amazing baby. You’re really starting to get the hang of anal. I’m so proud of you.”

“I can’t wait to do it again.”

“Next time, I’ll cook.

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