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When Janice bought me a new dildo for my birthday, I knew exactly what we should do with it. The harness she’d bought me for Christmas had been used only once, and this new toy would work with it delightfully. Besides, the bright red dildo was the perfect size for anal use, and I had been craving a good arse-fuck for weeks.I could tell Janice immediately knew what I was thinking, and when she pulled a band-new bottle of my favourite lube out of the gift bag she was holding, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. Grabbing her hand, I dragged my girlfriend across the living room and straight to my bedroom, causing her to drop the bag as we went. I released her hand when we reached the bed, and I went for the toy box I keep hidden in the footrest by my chair. Opening it, I produced the black harness and felt my pussy get wet as images of us fucking flashed through my mind.

Walking back over to Janice, I pulled her to me and kissed her soundly, dropping our things on the mattress while I focused on undress­ing my ladylove. As our lips moved against each other and our tongues tangled, I let my hands travel over Janice’s body. When I reached her waist, I unbuttoned her slacks and tugged at her tucked-in shirt until it was loose. Then I pushed her pants down until they rested at mid-thigh, our bodies pressed too close for them to go down any further unless we broke apart, and I wasn’t ready to do that just yet.

Next I worked on her shirt, kissing her jaw and sucking on the sweet spot at the base of her neck while I unbuttoned her blouse, my hands squished between our chests as I at­tempted to free her from another ar­ticle of clothing without pulling away from her.

Finally, when her clothes were in disarray—and we were both gasp­ing for breath—I broke our lip-lock and properly undressed her, leaving her naked. Then, while I was busy admiring her beautiful body, she began to undress me as well. Having worn a dress, it was far easier for my clothes to be removed, and soon I was standing before her in, quite ap­propriately, my birthday suit.

From there, the kissing and fon­dling continued, with Janice suckling my tits while I massaged her butt cheeks and played with her already-moist pussy. The foreplay went on for only a brief while, though, because what I really wanted was for her to bend me over and take my arse right that minute.

She understood my desire—and felt it, too, when her fingers wandered down to my steaming cunt—and had me on my hands and knees in no time. I knelt on the mattress, head down and arse in the air, as she fit the dildo into the harness and strapped it on. Usually she would have me suck it, treat it like a real cock, but she knew that what I needed was to be fucked. And since it was my birthday, she wasn’t about to delay my enjoyment any longer.

Pouring a liberal amount of grease into her palm, she began rubbing it along the candy-colored shaft. She poured some of the lube onto my butt, and I felt the cool liquid run­ning down my arse crack and into my backdoor. I had been waiting for that moment ever since we’d ex­changed Christmas presents several weeks earlier, but the time had never been right. Now that we were finally going to engage in some delicious arse play, I couldn’t stop myself from sighing audibly. Then Janice began to rub the lube into me.

Her fingers worked over the soft flesh of my arse, tickling my butt crack and dipping into my hole as she did her best to ensure that I was slick and slippery. Each time her dig­its danced across my butt, I moaned and wriggled, unable to contain my excitement. When she slipped a fin­ger into my arse, I instantly felt my pussy quiver. The second finger she added had my juices flowing and dripping onto the bedspread, and the third finger brought me to my first climax of the evening. And we were only getting warmed up!

Believing that my arse was ready for penetration, Janice took her cock in hand and aimed it at my rear hole. I felt the smooth head bump my butt several times before she entered me, and each touch of the rubber to my flesh had me cooing. When she fi­nally thrust into me, I rocked forward on my knees and then pushed back until I felt her hips pressing against me. I moaned loudly as our bodies touched and held still so I could enjoy the shared warmth for a moment. Then I was ready to be fucked.

Janice started off slowly, thrust­ing in and out at a snail’s pace and making me crave a fast and furious fucking even more. She started to pick up speed, and each forward thrust suddenly had more force be­hind it. My body started to rock with hers, and soon she was moving so fast that no matter how hard I tried to keep up, I couldn’t manage to match her rhythm.

Our flesh smacked loudly as she fucked my arse and our hips collided. She kept pushing the dildo in to the hilt and then pulling out until only the tip rested in the tight ring of my sphincter. She did this over and over until she was fucking me with such ferocity that she could hardly con­trol herself and her thrusts became short and fast, her cock only moving an inch or so in either direction. That was exactly what I craved, though, and I moaned and yelped with every thrust.

I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge, so I dropped the bit of comforter that was being gripped firmly in my right fist and moved my hand to my tingling pussy. I dipped a finger into my cunt to pick up some of my own natural lubrica­tion and then began toggling my clit in time with Janice’s thrusts.

Between the hard rubber toy plunging in and out of my butt and my hand working my pussy, I reached my climax in no time, and my juices flooded out of me as I screamed out in ecstasy.

Janice didn’t stop thrusting until I was completely spent and had slumped over on the bed. She pulled out of my clenching behind, took off the harness and climbed on the bed with me, asking me how I’d liked my birthday gift.

I told her how much I’d enjoyed my present, then offered to show her ex­actly how much—when I had rested a bit, that is.

Eventually I did get around to shar­ing the pleasure with Janice, but that’s another story.

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