Katya's butt
The idea to indulge in anal sex had occurred to Katyusha quite a while ago. Strangely enough, the thought arose during the simplest and most mundane activity – cleaning a cucumber. The thing was, the cucumber strongly resembled the shape of an erect penis of considerable length. A question popped into Katya's head – what would happen if such an organ entered her butt and started moving energetically inside. At that thought, warmth immediately spread in her lower abdomen; she wanted to try it right then, but there were no condoms at home, and Katyusha really didn't want to shove anything inside herself without a protective covering – so the cucumber went into the salad.
Several
years had passed since then. She was already 25, had been living with her boyfriend for 2 years, and they regularly and passionately made love – as was typical for their young age. Katya never forgot protection, even when she was very drunk and really wanted to feel her partner's young flesh inside her. Shurik didn't propose anything particularly extraordinary in bed, but orgasms pursued her regularly – if not due to him, then thanks to her mischievous little hands when Shurik was away on another business trip.On one such lonely evening, Katya poured herself a deep glass from a bottle of very tasty red wine gifted for her birthday, lit a candle, and turned on relaxing music. As the glass emptied, the blood in her veins flowed more and more energetically, and she definitely wanted something… something like that, unusual, depraved, and passionate – youth was taking its toll after all.
But there was no one at home, and as we've probably already gathered, Katya didn't indulge in casual flings for aesthetic reasons – and she was sure her Shurik didn't indulge in that either. It's quite possible that this confidence in their, essentially, her frivolous age was the reason for their two-year life together, practically without scandals and quarrels.
So, Katya's vessels and capillaries wanted to play with sex toys. She pondered how to fulfill her desire without harming her charming figure and everything inside her. Her gaze fell on the laptop lying nearby; she turned it on, the screen blinked welcomingly with "Welcome," and a minute later the web browser was at her service. Katya's body was getting more and more inflamed from within, and she typed in "penis anus sex." Naturally, tons and tons of links were at her disposal. Photos, videos, stories… everything the soul – or rather, the vagina and her anus – desired.
After opening several sites useless for her desires, Katya stumbled upon an interesting video clip. A woman and three men were trying to satisfy each other, sometimes orally, sometimes anally, sometimes vaginally, but they were doing it somewhat unnaturally. However, Katya no longer cared about anything; her mind switched off, and her hands reached for the shelf where the household silicone gloves were, bought, by the way, at a pharmacy.
They were comfortable and didn't dry out her delicate hands. In the secret cabinet, she also found condoms and silicone lubricant. However, she thought, condoms with gloves – that's already too much. She put a glove on one hand and smeared the glove with lubricant using the other. And then she realized she was fully dressed, and her hand was already lubricated. She sincerely didn't want to stain her new home dress.
She lay on her back, tried to pull her dress up as high as possible, and carefully pulled down her black panties, which already had lubricant on them – but from her own vagina – with her free, ungloved hand. The panties landed on the floor. Now she realized that if the gloved hand went into her butt now, traces of feces might remain on the bedspread. She had to get up, pull out a clean dark-colored towel from the closet with one hand, and place it under her butt. All preparations were done, and she lay on her back again, spread her athletic legs, and brought the gloved hand as close as possible to her anus.
Remembering, however, about Miramistin, which needed to be used after each such anal penetration, so that all sorts of different intestinal bacteria wouldn't mix with equally different vaginal counterparts. Well, okay, that could be done later, she thought. Her anus was already unbearably itching, seeking a stimulator. Slowly, as if afraid of piercing herself through, she brought her index finger to the entrance of her rectum. Slowly, with circular motions, she massaged it and inserted it halfway.
She listened to the sensations. The anus asked for further penetration. She brought her legs, bent at the knees, closer to her stomach and inserted her index finger into her butt completely. A hurricane began in her lower abdomen. With some fear, she inserted another finger inside. Her butt tensed, asking for internal massage. She very carefully began moving the two fingers inside, not pulling them out, afraid that particles of feces might get into her vagina. Gases started escaping from her intestines, and her stomach gurgled slightly. She realized she needed to go to the toilet; very carefully, turning on her side, she extracted her fingers from her butt and ran to the bathroom.
After emptying her intestines, washing thoroughly, and changing the glove for a clean one, she decided to try the same thing, but lying on her side this time. This time, the movement of fingers in her butt delivered such pleasure to Katyusha's body as she hadn't experienced in a long time. However, apparently, the insufficient length of her fingers prevented an orgasm. She had to get up again, free her hand from the glove, wash thoroughly, wipe her perineum with antiseptic, and engage in classic vaginal masturbation. However, even this essentially simple process gave her such complete satisfaction that she passed out immediately after the last orgasmic convulsion ended.