Due to some circumstances that I can't explain here, we haven't seen each other for several weeks. And I've lost DS II. So to say that I was looking forward to this DS date would be an extraordinary understatement. I need her worse than I've ever needed her before.
She walks in the door, and it's like seeing a long lost friend. We kiss. We hug. We share the events of the past few weeks while smoking a bowl. Much has happened, some good, some awful. But it's good to see her and hear about events firsthand.
The weed quickly takes effect. This is what it means to chill. I never knew what chill meant until I started smoking weed. And of course I'm hard. The first effect of weed on me is to give me an erection and make me want to fuck. And I'm with the DS. Life doesn't get much better than this.
I offer to give her a massage, and she enthusiastically agrees. So she disrobes. And there is the stripper that I fell in love with. Her body is perfect. I could not improve on it in the slightest. The perfect woman, at the perfect age. She looks just like she did that first night. If you had told me that first night that I could be here now doing this with her on a regular basis, you could probably have talked me into paying a million dollars for the privilege. When you look at it that way, all that I've spent on her doesn't seem like quite so much.
She lays on her stomach, and says would I work on her shoulders please. I'm glad to. There's no hurry. She's mine tonight, and I'm hers. I know her body like the back of my hand, so I give her a deep tissue massage that has her softly moaning in pleasure. I have gotten quite good at this. Practice makes perfect.
I take my time but eventually I work my way down to her lower back. I spend a while there, perpetuating her occasional soft moans and her expressions of gratitude for my service. Up until this point, the massage is only indirectly sexual. We both know that this is going to end in our complete sexual submission to each other, but at first it's just about relaxing and letting our naked bodies get used to becoming one again.
We turn the corner to a sexual massage when I work my way down to her cute little white ass. As I squeeze these mounds, her soft moans begin to take on a deeper, increasingly lustful tone. I massage harder, and she begins gyrating her hips slowly in tandem with my hands.
The next part is very important to what happened later. I didn't realize its significance until later in our mating. But I'm very glad that I did eventually realize it. What happened next is that I moved my finger to her asshole and started rubbing right around the outside. I'm not sure why I did this. I think I was just so incredibly enraptured with becoming one with her body that I wanted all of her, even her cute little asshole.
She kinda freaked a little when I did this. In a good way. She started moving faster, arching her hips, moaning more frequently and a little louder. So I did what came naturally. She liked it so I gave her more. I stuck one finger in her asshole while I massaged her ass cheeks with the other hand. She went wilder. I moved the finger in and out to fuck her ass with my finger. And she was completely into it. I never imagined that a woman could get so turned on by playing with her asshole, but my sweet little sexual freak is teaching me something new, again. So I kept playing with her asshole because she liked it, and we were both high. Very very fucking high.
Never in my life have I done anything with or to this particular orifice of a woman. But of course it's in all of the porn, and some of you guys are into it. Combine this with weed, the most beautiful woman I can possibly imagine, and the fact that she is totally into it, and I'm fucking a woman's ass with my finger. Of course, I fully realize that the next logical step is to put my dick in there. It's only a matter of time I suppose. But is this the time? Is this when I fuck my first ass?
Next up: Part 2: The orgasms begin.
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I knew the weed would push you over the line.