Role Play With Allan

I’m only wearing my white panties but I’m on my back and he is over me supporting his weight on his knees and one elbow. The other hand is between my legs pulling my panties aside. My head rests on his forearm. 

I feel the very tip of his cock against my sex, but he makes no attempt to push it inside me. 

“Are you sure?” His voice is barely above a whisper, but heavy with desire. 

“Yes. I’m sure.” 

“You can only lose your virginity once. Are you sure you want it to be with me?”

“Oh…yes…..please, yes!” I feel both his hands curl over my shoulders from the back. And I await the inevitable. 

For a moment we are frozen in time, neither of us moving - neither of us even daring to breathe. 

Then he pushes. I let out a yelp at just the right moment…just as I feel the head of his cock enter me…just where my hymen would be. 

He pauses for a second, then pushes right in. I gasp long and loud. “Oh my God!” 

“You ok Steph?” he asks. Steph. Stephanie. His rather precocious 15 year old cousin. The cousin who has ‘tease’ written into her dna. The same Steph who wandered around their home on a recent weekend visit wearing nothing but bra and panties, and on one occasion, nothing at all. An adolescent girl flexing her sexual muscles, and discovering she has the power all girls come to know. 

Allan had told me about her antics, and I had suggested this role play. He’d opposed it at first. “Oh, I couldn’t. She’s underage.” I had suggested that, since this is fantasy, mere role play, that’s irrelevant. I’d talked about Steph herself. How did she feel knowing she’d been seen in her underwear, and, come to that, naked? Did he seriously think it had no effect on her? When I discovered Steph’s habit of leaving underwear around, such as carelessly tossed on the bathroom floor, or left, seemingly casually on the top of the laundry hamper rather than in it, I had no doubt she was daring him to go further……and, I wondered, had he? Finally he admitted to picking a pair of her discarded panties off the floor and….looking at them. Strange that he used his nose to ‘look’, but I couldn’t blame him.

So, it was, when he told me, that I asked him to bring those panties with him and visit me. Now. Immediately. So it was, that I am wearing those panties, Steph’s still moist crotch against mine, and Allan fucking her, at least in his mind. 

He’s moving faster in me now, more urgently. I raise my legs higher and spread them wider. “Oh fuck…yes…..fuck me. Fuck me through the bed, Allan.” He does his best to comply. I add to the mix. “I…..I….feel like I’m gonna pee.” Between thrusts he manages “It…ok…it’s…only…..you’re gonna….cum..” 

Finally amid my filthy exclamations he groans “I’m gonna cum in you Steph. I’m gonna cum in your cunt.” He is 100% committed now, and I am no longer Anna. I am Stephanie completely, body and mind. I feel his ejaculation in my vagina. It’s strong, powerful and voluminous. 

It take him a while to recover, and there’s guilt there too. Meanwhile. I’m laying a little message for Steph’s mum. Semen is leaking out of me into her panties. Unless I point it out, Allan won’t realise, but when her mum does the laundry next, she will both feel and smell the unmistakable scent of dried semen. She will know Steph is at that most dangerous age of feeling sexy and showing it. 

I shed her panties, which, truth to tell, were a bit tight on me, and I nestle up to Allan. He spoons around me and envelopes me with his powerful arms. I feel his half erect, wet and slipper cock becoming harder, and between the cheeks of my bum. Allan is still fairly new to fucking a girl in the bum. He enjoys it, but is still at the stage of thinking he shouldn’t. I wriggle gently until he is exactly where he needs to be, then some gentle pushes backwards and some mental relaxation and he starts to slip inside my secret place. 

I feel his arm around me tighten and he pulls me back against him while pushing forward. I moan with pleasure as I feel that white-hot stinging that is the precursor to full anal penetration. His bulbous head slips in and the rest follows relatively easily. I reach behind hi to his taught bum and pull him against me. Mewling with delight. “Mmmmm…yes….fuck me up the arse.” 

Usually he will do it just like this, spooned together, but this time, I feel him urging me to roll onto my tummy. I do so, and feel his hairy legs outside mine which is wildly erotic. He’s still in my arse of course, but now in a really dominant position. He grabs my wrists and pins them to the bed above me head. He thrusts become harder….bordering on the savage. “Anna, I want to really bang you like this.” I could reply with something out of a third rate porn movie such as, “Oh yeah baby.” Instead, I say, “Fuck yes! Hurt me. Really hurt me.” He slams me hard, and my whole body rejoices. 

Miss Brain wakes up and takes stock of the situation. She taps me on the shoulder and says, “Do you know, Anna, if anyone saw this, it would look like you’re being anally raped…..you lucky cunt.” My whole being applauds the thought. Allan knows me well enough now to know I often slip into a role/play/fantasy myself sometimes. Anyway, we have a ‘safe word’, which I won’t be needing. I start to struggle, which makes him work harder both at holding me down and fucking me. “No. I don’t like it like this. It’s…perverse….it’s sinful….” He bangs me with all his might, and while I would love to have a hand free to rub my aching clit, I know I can cum from a good anal fucking. It just takes longer and needs a bit of brain work. 

Miss Brain is up for it, painting a delicious, seedy rape scenario for me. Allan is a trucker and I’ve been pulled into a cab and am being arse fucked. 

The orgasm - for both of us - is cataclysmic. My uterus seems to convulse, I feel him cumming in my bum, and the whole, every point of contact between the two of us seems only to add to the orgasm. 

Role play, anal, imagination. What a wonderful combination.