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As I lay in bed with my lover, I couldn’t help but crave something more. I had all the time been curious about backdoor pleasures, but I didn’t know how to bring it up to him. I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I slipped out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, willing to explore my body and experiment with new sensations. I grabbed a bottle of lube and started gently inserting my finger into myself, slowly becoming more comfortable with the unfamiliar sensation.

As I moved my finger in and out, I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me. I knew I needed more. I went back into the bedroom and woke my lover up, telling him that I was ready to try something new.

At first, he was hesitant. He didn’t want to hurt me or make me feel uncomfortable. But I reassured him that I was eager to take it slow and guide him through the process.

I lay on my stomach as he gently massaged my back, working his way down to my lower back and buttocks. He ran his fingers over the crevice, teasing me with his touch. As he worked closer to my anus, I couldn’t help but tense up in anticipation.

With a quick kiss on the back of my neck, he applied lube to his finger and carefully inserted it into me. At first, it was uncomfortable – slightly painful even – but as he continued to move deeper inside, the sensation became increasingly pleasurable.

As he moved his finger in and out, I could feel the tension building inside of me. I wanted more. I whispered to him to add another finger, and he complied, stretching me slightly further.

The feeling was indescribable. It was as though I was being filled up from the inside, and the pressure was both intense and satisfying. I found myself moaning out in pleasure, and my lover took it as a sign to continue.

He added a third finger, and this time the sensation was almost too much to bear. I felt as though I was on the brink of falling over the edge into bliss, but there was still an obstacle in the way – he needed to penetrate me fully.

I knew the first time would be difficult, but I was ready. I encouraged him to apply more lube, to take his time, and to be gentle. As he positioned himself behind me, I felt a new wave of nervousness take over. I wasn’t sure I could handle it.

But as he started to push his way inside, I felt an unexpected surge of pleasure. It wasn’t pain or discomfort at all – it was ecstasy. I moaned out his name as he thrust deeper and deeper, hitting spots inside of me that I didn’t even know existed.

As he picked up the pace, I could feel my body starting to shake with the pleasure. I was completely lost in the sensation, and I knew that I would never be the same again.

We lay there, tangled together in the aftermath of our lovemaking, both of us breathing heavily. I knew that this was just the beginning of my exploration into the world of backdoor delights. I was hooked, and I couldn’t wait to experience it again.
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