My girlfriend of three weeks, Lillian (who goes by Lily), had been overwhelmingly drawn to my butt since the night we met.
It didn't strike me as odd, not at first. I'm an ass guy. I'd take a girl with a great ass over one with big boobs every day. I figured Lily was like me, but in female form. An "ass girl"--if that's even a thing.
What's more, Lily isn't the first woman to dig my backside. I have a nice butt for a man, I realize. I've been told that before. Plus, I shave down there to keep things sanitary. Good hygiene wins over the ladies, always. Lily smiled when she first noticed. She said how much she appreciated it when a guy keeps a smooth butt.
Was Lily more into my rear end than other women I've been with?
Maybe.
OK, definitely.
She'd place her hands on my butt when we'd kiss. The deeper we'd kiss, the more she'd sink her nails into my cheeks.
Every time I was over at her place or she was at mine, right after I'd step out of the shower, Lily would steal the towel from my waist, roll it into a burrito, and slap my butt with it roommate-style.
If I cracked a joke Lily didn't like, she'd pinch my butt cheek hard, leaving a mark, staring me down angrily.
So, yeah, there was something there.
I never gave it much thought, really. I just saw it as Lily's thing.
Then, one day, she took ass play to the extreme.
I was on the couch at Lily's with closed eyes and fingers sunk into my hair as she was sucking me off.
Just when I was about to plaster her face with cum, Lily put her palm to my butt and forced her manicured little finger straight into my hole--my virgin hole!
Until then, my ass was a sacred space. I had never let any woman anywhere near it. Lily went right in without asking.
I leaped from the cushion in protest, but before I could say a word, Lily inserted a second finger in, took my full cock in her mouth, and--with her gaze fixed on mine--curled her fingers against a spot in my ass I didn't even know existed.
That spot, dude... That spot.
I get goosebumps just thinking about it.
So, Lily's assaulting my prostate as I'm twitching and twisting and spasming and squealing in her hands like a little girl. Warm waves of pleasure are making my skin tingle and leaving my limbs numb. I swear--I almost blanked out there on the couch. She kept tracing the tips of her fingers against that spot over, and over, and over again... it felt magical.
Lily spat and slurped and sucked and gargled and bobbed her head up and down my prick until I could no longer hold the cum in. I growled out like a caveman and shot my load. I must have spurted seven or eight wads of cum straight into Lily's mouth. There was so much of it that it flowed right out. She jerked out every last drop, leaving no drop behind, then climbed on top of me and started grinding her wet pussy against my throbbing cock.
We kissed.
Cum gushed out of her mouth into mine. I had never tried my own cum before. It tasted like chlorinated water, but salty and sticky. Lily got so turned on by it that we went for a second round and fucked like animals.
I had a heart-to-heart with Lily that night. She told me how obsessed she was with the male butt, and how all her previous boyfriends hadn't let her play with their asses. But when she saw me, she said, she could tell straight away I would agree.
"How could you have possibly known?" I asked.
"Babe. You can't have an ass this gorgeous and not let me play with it."
Lily asked if I had ever tried anal before. Not if I was the one taking it, I replied.
Not until I met her.
We saw each other two days later at the movies. Some stupid western.
Before the ads were done playing, Lily undid my zipper and yanked the semi-erect cock out of my shorts. She kissed me, then spat on my cock and began pumping it like a shotgun.
Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! We turned heads in the theater. Lilly had only been stroking me for under a minute and I was already on the verge of blowing my load. Since we were in the movie theater, I figured I'd just shoot it in her hand. However, she had something else in store.
Lily edged me to the point where I was begging her to cum. When I begged so loudly that the people in the seats nearby stared at us, Lily clasped her fist around my rod and finished me off with five hard, long strokes. But instead of catching my cum with her hand like I thought she would, Lily angled my prick straight at my face!
I came all over myself.
"What the hell, Lily?" I protested as discreetly as I could.
"What?" she asked, as if nothing had happened.
"What do you mean 'what'? There's cum on my face!" I objected.
"Mmm-hmm," Lily reacted, leaning in. She licked a trickle of semen from my cheek. "Look at you go!" She whispered in my ear, "You made such a mess!"
I didn't watch the movie.
I fumed about the trick Lily pulled on me the whole time. There was cum even on the popcorn. She didn't seem to mind.
I drove Lily home after, even though I was kind of mad at her. She said she had bought us something special and she really wanted me to see it, and invited me in.
"Are you still upset about what happened at the theater, silly?"
"Lily! You made me shoot my load all over myself!"
"Babe, quiet: You should be thanking me. That T-shirt was boring. Now it's not."
There was a gift box on the coffee table. A big one. More on the long side, actually--like 18--19 inches.