My asshole was sore.

Last night’s mishap when his cock slipped mid thrust and aimed its head against my puckered butt-hole caused a small tear in my perineum. I winced slightly as I gently squeezed my pelvic floor muscles. My pussy had been beat up by his thick shaft and had thoroughly enjoyed it. I chose to recollect the feeling I felt when he gave me one inch first and growled for me to look into his eyes.

“Look at me! Don’t you dare close your eyes! I want to see your eyes as I imprint on you.”

I shot my eyes open. Shocked by the change in the energy in the room. It was dark, it was electric, but oh so compelling. Where was the gentle man who rubbed my shoulders earlier trying to get me to relax? Who is this beast with bared teeth now?

“Feel my cock own you.” He pushed in another inch as I gasped in wonder. How thick was he? It felt like he was fisting me. I reached down between my legs to check if it was indeed his turgid prick that was gaping me and nothing else. Yep, that was his dick. How did he grow such a monster? There’s an African culture that plants a tree when a boy is born and the more the sapling grows the more his member grows as well. Did his mother forget to cut the tree? He thrust the rest of his tumescence into my ravenous cunt and I felt winded as I felt him bottom out, balls deep.

He groaned, “Fuck, how are you so tight, warm and wet at the same time?”

I moaned like I was possessed. How the fuck are you as thick as my forearm? 

I snatched myself from my musings and realized that my eager pussy was dripping wet. Calm down, girl, wasn’t last night enough for you? My ass was still sore. I needed to fix that. I need to train that hole to accept the invasion of an object larger than my forefinger.

I reached for my calendula infused Shea butter and dipped my finger into the pot. I lay on my side, reached behind me and aimed the finger on my perineum. I massaged the butter gently into my torn skin.  I sighed as I realized that the gentle motion I used as I rubbed the butter in feeling good. I moved my finger to the puckering and rubbed there. The butter melted into the hole. I scooped some more butter into my hand, dipped my finger in the butter pool, in my hand transferring it to my unforgiving butt-hole. I inserted my forefinger to the first knuckle and rubbed the oil into the circumference. I had never seen this as an entrance, more of an exit. The sensation was new and intense. I squeezed my ass to see how tight it was around my finger. It was a vice grip. I smiled as I decided that today I was going to train my ass for anal invasion. I was determined to prevail.

“Angeke ngihlulwe ngumdzidzi mine,” as I swore that my asshole would open and bend to my will.

I tried to insert my middle finger next to my forefinger. I felt the stretch, it was mildly painful but I could handle the slight stinging sensation. “Could I do it?” as I gazed onto my bedside table. There sat my life size model of a penis of the vibrating variety. I reached for it and switched it on. It jumped slightly in my hand as it whirred to life. I gulped as I recalled the last time I had attempted anal sex. It was not unpleasant, my partner at the time was gentle and patient but it was a concerted effort to achieve full balls deep penetration. It was my first and last time.

I squirted some lube onto the silicone glans and reached behind to position it against my puckered hole. I willed myself to relax as the head massaged its way inside. I felt it stretch my sphincter and my breath caught. It was now or never. I pushed it further and my ass absorbed it with a tiny pop. I groaned out loud,

“Ahhhh!” as a tiny tear formed in the corner of my eye. My portable phallus kept churning and vibrating just beyond that tight butthole muscle.  It felt strange, full but oddly good. I reached down with my other hand and flicked furiously at my love button. I felt my pussy juices start to pool and drip. The fullness in my ass was pressing against something that felt really good. Did I have a g-spot in my butt? I pushed my silicone dick in further and withdrew it slightly while keeping the head planted soundly in my ass. The friction was hot and delicious. I shoved it in deep again and the mechanical churning deep in my belly felt calming. I withdrew it completely from my ass and immediately felt my butt-hole close up again. I reached behind and used my finger to probe my chocolate cavern. It was pouting and buzzing with anticipation. I inserted my jiggling phallus again and this time my slightly swollen puckered gateway to anal bliss gracefully parted to allow entry.

“Ohhhhhhhhh, fuuuuuuck!” I moaned as I proceeded to thrust it repeatedly in and out of my ass.  After a few insertions and withdrawals. I piston-reamed my ass and panted towards my inevitable orgasm. My pussy suddenly creamed and flooded with my love juice as my pelvic muscles convulsed. I clamped down on my dildo as I screamed into my pillow. I collapsed and lay there still as I tried to gather my strength. My vibrator carried on churning and mechanically thrusting in my back passage.  I lay there quietly absorbing the aftershocks of pleasure. I was mildly surprised by how much I really enjoyed feeling my butt-hole, stretched and being fucked in the ass.

I reached for my phone.

>>Hey Sandile

        <<Hi Babygirl

>>Training was successful. My ass is now ready for your monster cock.

 I took a photo of the gaping aftermath and sent it to him.

<<Bring that hot ass over here!