Anal Amy

This last weekend is a pretty good example of spending time with Brett and pretty easy to compare with an evening with Luke.

Last Friday night, by the time I parked in front of Brett's apartment, I had two things on my mind - my hunger and lust. For once hunger won out. After, I dropped off my stuff, we drove to a trendy Thai restaurant. It's one of those restaurant in a gentrified neighborhood, where the restaurant wasn't there a few months ago but everyone already knows about it. Just a tad better food and atmosphere than McDonalds.

After dinner, we went to an equally trendy club on the north side of the loop. It's another place that everyone has heard of. It's hot right now, but three months from now it will have a different name.

There was a line to get in so and it was way to cold to wait in line. Brett parked the car in a garage almost across the street while we waited for his friends to get there. They knew someone, who knew someone who would get us past the line.

We ended up having to wait a while, but it was better waiting in his warm car than outside in the cold. Plus, we found a way to make time past quickly.

Brett never has to ask me, I know what he's thinking. He looked me, I smiled and he unzipped his pants. I did the rest of the work. I pulled his cock out of his pants gently tugged on it with my hands until it came completely to life. The parking garage was pretty quiet, and his windows are tinted but I'm sure anyone close by would've gotten a show. Of course that doesn't stop me. I replaced my hands, with my lips, going up and down on his cock.

Unlike some guys, he just lets me do whatever I want. I definitely enjoy that more and it's safe to say so does he.

His friends called to say, they were there before I was done, but of course Brett let me finish the job. He filled my mouth with cum, I swallowed it all.

I could still taste his cum as I started on my first drink. Also, looking at my lips in the bar mirror they looked really red. I wonder if anyone had any idea what I had just done.

Even though, Brett likes to party, dance and hang out at the clubs, it's not like when I go out with guys my age. Brett rarely gets out of control/really drunk.

This past weekend, he introduced me more often as his girlfriend. I've been introduced as the girlfriend before, but being introduced as a friend was what he used to say the most. However, I think he's lying about my age now. I think he's told some of them that I'm 24/25. That kind of bothers me, but I kind of understand. But it's not like I'm 18 either.

We left well before the club closed. We were in the mood to get out of the crowds and go back to his house for some private time.

In the car it's calm, but as soon as we walk into his elevator, we're all over each other. We barely made into his apartment this time. He was fumbling with the keys, while I was fumbling with his cock.

Our clothes come off as we make our way through his apartment, to his bedroom. But at the same time we're not in a rush. I laid down on the bed and pulled Brett on top of me. We kissed, and our hands explored each other for a while - just enjoying being with each other.

He was rock hard, but he used his mouth on me first. His tongue and fingers always do an excellent job. This time with his fingers penetrating me and his tongue playing with my clit, he brought me to powerful and surprisingly loud orgasm.

He let's me catch my breath, but he doesn't wait long before he's on top of me again. He easily slides deep into me. His cock is above average. Luke is nice and long, but Brett is thick and I love the way it looks when he's very hard.

That night, Brett took his time. He slowly pushed his cock into me. It was really just more time to really enjoy being together. However, his pace slowly built up until he was really fucking me hard. But even when he starts drilling me, he doesn't lose his technique like Luke.

He also lasts a lot longer. I had a turn on top, then he fucked me doggy style for several minutes before he came inside of me.

I would've been happy there, but after watching some television for a while we were both in the mood for one last round.

This time, we were going to do anal. He doesn't say anything, he just grabs the lubrication out of his dresser drawer. Along with keeping things like a toothbrush there, I now keep lube.

He pours the lube on his fingers and gently fingers my ass. Just that alone has me squirming and gently moaning. He puts more lube on his cock, then positions himself behind me. I was on my hands and knees waiting for his cock. He gently pushed his cock into my ass.

I know I said this about sex last night, but when a guy first enters my ass - I can't believe I'm having anal sex. It makes me feel so slutty - of course in the good way.

Brett went slowly at first, but he works up his pace. He always makes sure that he's not going to fast or hurting me (too much). However, after a few minutes, he's done holding himself back and begins to fuck me harder and harder. With one deep thrust he knocks me off my hands and starts pushing my head into the pillows. He definitely doesn't slow down.

I don't pay attention to how long he lasts but there's always like cycles of a few minutes where he'll fuck me really hard, slow down and work back up to the fast pace. Then he gets to the point of no return and a few deep thrust into me later, he's cuming in me.

I've had every "hole" filled with cum and that night I went to sleep a very happy girl/slut.