Anal Sex Is Too Good!
Published on 04.11.2014 and translated on 14.07.2026 Conto · Hetero by Juliana 6 min readingI’m 23 years old and I’d like to tell you about my experience with anal sex. One day, I met Pablo at the gym I go to at night. During the day I work in a hospital in greater Porto Alegre (I’m a nurse). Pablo is a hottie, 1.81 meters tall and 94 kilos of pure muscle. He’s the kind of man built to perfection, with brown hair and brown eyes, both light.
We started dating, and since I live alone, we slept together and fucked from the very first month of our relationship. It was always normal sex, like oral as foreplay and lots of vaginal fucking. But Pablo always liked to run his thumb over my little ass while he was fucking me doggy-style or in positions that gave him access to that part of my body, which I had always denied any pleasure from because I thought it would hurt and, above all, because I was afraid of a vaginal infection (if the partner put his penis in the vagina after that kind of fucking without changing the condom or cleaning it well).
I never refused the caresses Pablo gave my little ass with his thumb. And he hadn’t asked me or hinted that he wanted to stick it in there. Until one day we left the pool at a club where we swim on Saturdays and went to the poolside restaurant for lunch. I was in a bikini, wrapped in a sarong. He was in shorts and a tank top. Some guys were checking me out, and little Pablo commented:
- See those guys looking at you?
- I do, and you’re not going to do anything? - I said, smiling.
- Me? Hell no, you’re the one who shouldn’t be walking around naked showing off that big ass! - And he gave a little laugh.
- Oh, so you’re saying I’m fat and have a big ass, huh?
- No, you’re my hottie and you’ve got a big ass, in the good sense, of course.
We kept eating, and the guys kept staring at me. When we were leaving, I asked:
- Do you like my little ass? - Making a needy face, while he was driving.
- Of course. Three out of every four men dream of stroking it and eating it.
- You dream about it too?
- Actually, yes, but I know you don’t like it and I don’t want to push it.
At that moment I thought I could stay quiet and never bring up the subject again. I could even wait until one day he convinced me to do it, but no, I blurted out:
- Why would a man dream of eating my little ass?
- Because that’s our big kink.
- Hmm, I don’t know. Have you eaten many?
- Actually, not all women like to give it, but some exes liked it and I did it. I can say I liked it; it’s hot, tight... I don’t know, it’s really delicious.
- It must hurt, forget it, I’m never going to do that. You can put your hand on my little ass, but you’re not going to eat it.
I noticed I was wet and he had a hard-on. At the traffic light I grabbed his cock and started stroking it. He didn’t react, just stretched out in the seat and sighed. Suddenly, he told me to stop or he’d cum.
When we got to the building garage, I went over to him while he was unloading the trunk, pressed my breasts against his back and slid my hand underneath, grabbing his cock, half hard. I turned around and we started making out; he grabbed my breasts, started caressing them and sucking on them. I told him to sit down, I bent over, opened his shorts and grabbed that log. I started giving him a delicious little blowjob. Pablo was squirming and I kept doing it, rubbing his cock against my face, drooling and looking into his eyes. Suddenly, the garage gate opened. We grabbed our things and went up to the apartment. We got there and went straight to the bedroom. I threw Pablo on the bed and started doing a striptease to Red Hot Chili Peppers’ Porcelan, which is really slow. I ran my hands over my body as if we were dancing together. He watched me and pulled me naked onto the bed, then started licking me from my ear down to my pussy. He flipped me over and we had a wicked 69. Then he fucked me missionary and we went at it until I got on top of him and rode him until he came.
After that, on all fours, I felt him run a finger over my little ass, push in the tip of his middle finger and shove it halfway in. He asked if everything was okay; I didn’t even answer, I just moaned. The feeling was new, a little strange, but good. I could feel my anus getting used to the back-and-forth motion, making penetration easier.
Then I asked:
- Baby, try putting Jr in my little ass? - Jr was the nickname for his cock.
- Come on, baby... try it.
I felt the huge little head press against my ass, pushing my anus inward toward my back, and suddenly, as if breaking through a barrier, it went in... oh, what pain. A strong pain, but only momentary. Then, after a few seconds still, more thrusting movements, I felt more pain and asked him to stop. After a few minutes I put on the lube I used on my vibrator and asked him to fuck me. My ass was a little open and I felt it go in easily halfway. I asked for firm, slow in-and-out strokes... My God! It was so good! After a few minutes I started to feel pleasure (not an orgasm, but an enormous arousal). Pablo told me he was going to cum. I asked him to cum in my mouth. I had never done that in my life.
Pablo confessed it was the hottest fuck we’d ever had.