Awakening a Teenagers Sexuality 8 – Paula's Storyby Paula The desire to try anal sex had become a driving ambition for Paula. After the almost half-hearted attempts with Bob Paula had used the search engines several time to read-up, look at pictures and watch it being done. It looked so easy. In the bathroom, Paula would use the lubricant in the bathroom cabinet, and in the shower push first one then two fingers inside her back passage. On a number of occasions at night she had not washed the KY off and lying half on her back, half on her side in bed had finally managed to aim and insert first of all the leg of an old doll and then the vibrator. Paula had been watching and waiting for Bob's car to turn into the driveway.
Bob had been changing but had stopped when he had heard Paula's voice. So he was standing there in his underpants and socks when Paula entered the bedroom. Paula noticed immediately that Bobs penis was obviously pleased to see her as it was starting to grow before her eyes. She moved forward to release the now fully erect penis from the confinement of the underpants and gave it a slow wet kiss. Without wasting too much time the two got under the duvet, Bob inverting himself to reach down to Paula's pussy with his head, leaving his penis for Paula to put in her mouth. 69 or soixante-neuf as Bob called it was one of Paula's favourite positions. Bob always talked a lot, telling Paula what he would like to do to her. It seemed to turn him on and Paula too at times. As she grew in confidence with familiarity and experience Paula had started to tease Bob and played her part by telling Bob what she would like him to do to her. “I'd like to stick my cock right up that tight little arsehole” Bob had said. “Go on then, I'd like that” Paula had replied. Bob looked questioningly at Paula. She nodded. Bob stretched across Paula to open Jenny's bedside cabinet drawer. His hand returned with Jenny's astroglide lube. Bob spread the astroglide around and in Paula's back-hole. She felt his fingers almost glide past the resisting muscle rings. “You little minx” he said “you've been practising”. Positioning Paula so that her bottom was over the end of the bed, with her feet spread apart Bob stood stooped behind her and leant forward supporting his weight on the one hand. He placed what he called his helmet against Paula's hole and began to push. Paula tensed at first, but could feel that Bob's penis was making inroads. With a final push it went right in Paula was relieved that she felt none of the pain she had read about. Bob then withdrew and they repositioned themselves on the bed in the spoons position with Bob's left arm around Paula's waist. With his right hand he guided his penis back into Paula's back passage. This time he started to move in and out, and moved his hand round the front to join the left which had been fingering her pussy. Every time Bob pushed in he touched Paula's clitoris with a finger or two causing it to grow and harden. Paula could feel the lip of Bob's helmet as it travelled up and then back down again. She'd not felt that before when Bob was in her vagina and it felt so good. Paula felt a wave of light-headedness start to sweep over her as Bob's fingers kept up a steady rhythm on her clitoris. She climaxed and still Bob was keeping up the steady but slow tempo with his penis. Before the orgasm had ebbed completely away Paula felt it start to swell again. Her head was pounding as she came again and still Bob's penis was pushing in and out, but faster now. Bob's strokes were getting longer and harder, it was as if he was trying to get right inside her. His hands had moved to her thighs. Paula felt the stroke stop inside her, she felt a twitching and a pulsing as Bob released inside her. She felt a glow of warmth deep inside. As he withdrew Paula felt the inside of her back entrance throbbing and she tried hard to hold on to Bob's deflating penis, but it slid out as Bob backed away. Bob passed Paula a wad of tissues. She just lay there, that had been the best. Later downstairs Paula was feeling a bit discomforted, it still felt to her that she had something stuck up her back passage. Walking home she felt that she was walking differently, if she was could anyone else notice and know what she had been doing? That feeling lasted into the next day. Paula resolved to ask Jenny
if that was normal, she could hardly ask her mother.
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