Navigating New Experiences in Intimacy

Part 3, Finally Impaled.

I decided it would be best and most advantageous for me to be on top. He lays down and gets comfortable, while I climb up and straddle myself around him. As soon as I lower myself down the tip. I meant with a mixture of pain, stretching, excitement and determination, however, sometimes determination isn’t enough by itself. I try my best to accommodate just this thick head, but it’s not happening. He suggests that I lay down and let him try and then one day swoop he holds on my back and is now in a missionary position almost immediately he starts to push himself in. His attempts are not with a tight resistance, thankfully he is both respectful and experienced, and doesn’t force himself deeper, instead he keeps the pressure nice and steady while he starts to slowly stroke the head of my cock. He continues holding his rock, hard head against my tight entrance, for a minute or so beforehe slowly starts to rock his hips in a small circular motion. After a few minutes of this motion and now and even deeper feeling of pleasure mixed with pain, I feel my resistance, giving way to his intrusion… at first it was overwhelming, almost painful. It felt hot then it began to feel full, and he just kept slowly driving in this hip rocking motion centimeter by centimeter while I haven’t mentioned this before he was at least a foot taller than me and until now it really didn’t matter, but as he kept sliding deeper, and I would find myself attempting to remove myself from this overwhelming sensation or to push against him with my arms he would just lean back and the difference in size left me, unable to touch him. I’m not exactly sure how deep he was at this point, but he stopped no movement. No retraction just let me grasp the situation and feeling the moment he asked if I was OK in this moment, he did not ask if I could handle more when I noted and said I’m built for this he slowly started to pull himself out and just before the tip pop he slowly started to make his way back in. This is the first moment in which I looked down to see only about half of himself stroking in and out very slowly, and I mean slowly, but it still felt so overwhelming as he kept this movement up at some point, he grabbed both of my legs and started to sink deeper the sexual chemicals and my brain were flooding my thought process at one point I heard myself mode. I heard myself yell deeper, and I felt him follow those please for pleasure, it was exactly what I thought it would feel like when watching women experience their first thick dick. After a solid 15 minutes of stretching his way deeper through my resistance, I finally felt and bottom out for the first time I could see in his eyes at this point I was his toy for pleasure. He started to take very short, deep thrust at first. Let me be the first to say that I was rock hard. I haven’t been so hard in a long time. That’s when he started to take longer and long strokes bottoming out each time still when we had talked previously, he told me that his favorite position to come in was doggy style once I was able to accommodate all of them he asked me to get on my knees and put my hands behind my back and like a good little slut I did, this time the penetration was a little different as he got himself lined up behind me he wasn’t so slow to pop his fat head inside me, but my entrance was nearly just as tight and resisting as when we started. When he first started to push into me, he buried himself all the way this time and without hesitation grabbed my hands, pulled nearly all the way out hell it may have been all the way out. I’m not sure, I was blacking out at this moment and started to pummel me stroke after stroke, while holding my hands and his legs in front of mine. The only movement I could do was to go backwards and impale, myself deeper on him with every stroke.