Sire’s hands slid down my wet back to my wet ass as he kissed me in response to what I had just said. His fingers again kneaded my ass open and exposed my pucker to the world. One of his fingers whorled along the circumference of my wet hole, eliciting moans from me again.
“Are you sure? I only want to do it if you’re sure,” Sire attempted to confirm my intentions, his mouth patting small kisses along my neck and cheek as I contemplated my porous future.
His fingers along my opening were seductive. It felt so good to be fingered by this older man, to be so vulnerable.
I stared up into his eyes, mere inches away from my face. He was awaiting my response.
“Yes, daddy Sire,” I stated clearly.
He leaned over and kissed me again deeply.
“Okay then. I’ll get you ready,” Sire announced and then suddenly turned off the shower and halfway stepped out of the shower. He extended a hand to me, beckoning me to follow him out. I extended one of my hands to him, and he took it. We stepped out of the shower together as lovers, our fingers intertwined, our cocks engorging again with the promise of more explosive orgasms coming.
I thought that Sire, being a 46-year-old man, might need some down time before he took me again, but he clearly wanted to start again right now. He sat me down at the edge of the bed. We were both still wet from the shower, having never dried off. I dripped on the bed comforters and Sire dripped on the floor at the foot of the bed.
He then pulled me down the bed by my feet to the edge of the bed before him, moving me into position…for what I did not know. He kneeled down at the edge of the bed so that his head was between my legs and then bent my legs back and outward.
My asshole was completely exposed to him and his mouth. As his mouth descended onto my rosebud, one of his fingers simultaneously circumambulated around my tight hole, both tickling and tendering me for what was to come. As his tongue lightly danced against my opening, one of his fingers entered me up to the knuckle.
I moaned loudly at being penetrated. One of my hands darted down to my sex, and I began to jerk myself off as Sire fingered me slowly open.
Soon two fingers filled my ass.
My other hand darted to his head between my asscheeks and my fingers snaked through his hair as his two fingers penetrated me. I gasped in surprise as his fingers delved into my depths up to the knuckles. Sire started to lick my hole as his fingers penetrated me, wetting my orifice in preparation for what would come.
I thought it might hurt. I thought it might at least be uncomfortable. But it felt good. It felt good to have this older man fingering me, slowly slipping his two digits into me in slow wonderful oscillations and then tonguing me powerfully turn by turn.
Sire withdrew his two fingers from my ass and held them up to my mouth. I sucked his fingers that had been in my ass while I continued to jerk myself off. The hand I had in Sire’s hair sidled up my own body and I grabbed the wrist of the hand that he used to insert his fingers in my mouth. Sire continued licking the circumference of my asshole, tickling moans out of me and wetting me up for what was to come.
After I had wetted his two fingers, he withdrew them from my mouth. His two wet hot fingers circumambulated around my hole again, spreading my moistness around me.
Then he stuck three fingers in my ass. I expected pain but none came. But there was a lot of pressure. I was being stretched but he was stretching me in all the good ways. With three fingers in my ass, Sire again started to tongue my opening as his fingers pistoned into me in slow purposeful oscillations.
After a minute or so of stretching me with three fingers, he had me suck those three fingers too. I again wrapped my tongue around his fingers that had just been inside my ass. I whorled my tongue around his fingers that had been in my depths. He finger fucked my mouth a few times too.
Then he stuck four fingers in my ass and I was finally being stretched out. He finger fucked my ass with his hand and I moaned. I was letting this older stronger bigger man do what he wanted to me and it felt like the hottest thing that I had ever done in my life. As he four finger fucked my ass while also licking along my periphery, I felt the onset of orgasm again flood through my body.
I began to moan loudly like a whore in successive waves as Sire continued to piston my asshole with his four fingers. I could feel my ass constrict tightly around his fingers as I came. My cock exploded cum all over my body, splatter after splatter splewing across my navel and chest. My chest heaved as I came down from my second orgasm of the night, my back on the edge of the bed, my legs stretched to the floor, my lover continuing to finger and tongue my ass open.
“You’re supposed to tell me if you’re gonna cum, Kay,” Sire chided me for the same offense for the second time, and then laughed.
Between breaths, I managed to apologize again, but everything that was happening to me was so erotic that I was helpless. In fact, I was still hard. I was so horny that I was still ready to go. Youth will do that.
“Okay, I think you’re ready,” Sire announced, and pulled his four fingers from my rosebud. I felt instantly empty.
I nodded affirmatively, indicating that I had heard what he said. I bit my lower lip, demonstrating my nervousness as this man old enough to be my dad was finally about to do the dirty deed to me.
Sire stood up over the edge of the bed. My legs were still planted on the floor but my hips were on the edge of the bed. He loomed over me at that moment, large and foreboding. He was gonna fuck me. He was gonna take my anal virginity. And I was going to let him.
My gaze wondered down his gloriously sculpted and svelte body. His handsome avuncular face led to his muscularly defined, shaved, and sweaty chest. Then my gaze fell to his muscled abdomen, defined with a dense pack of muscles around his belly button. Then my eyes wondered to his cock. He was lathering something slick along his enormous length, making the whole thing reflective against the bright ceiling lights. His hand slowly lubed himself up to fuck me. I didn’t know it, but while he had been on his knees at the edge of the bed, fingering my ass loose and mouthing me wet, he had been getting himself ready as well.
And now he was ready. And I was ready.
His hands grasped my ankles near the floor and pulled up my legs over his shoulders in preparation for mounting me. My ankles were near his ears and I could feel my hamstrings stretch to accommodate the position he was bending me into.
I was nervous. I started to breathe in raspy gasps. I stared into his eyes like a deer caught in headlights. Sucking each other off in the shower was one thing. But now he was going to fuck me. This was next level shit.
One of his hands slowly reached out to my shoulder, gently rubbing against it in small circles. He looked down at me with an avuncular reassurance.
“I’ll be as gentle as I can. If you want me out, you tell me, okay?” he said reassuringly.