The head was broad and slick—whether from pre-cum or spit or my own wetness, I didn’t know. It rubbed up and down between my cheeks, nudging against my asshole, teasing the entrance without pushing in yet. I could feel how big it was, the weight of it, the way it throbbed against me. My whole body tensed in anticipation, thighs trembling where I held the position.

A deep groan rolled out from the man behind me as he started to push.

The stretch was intense. Slow. Relentless. The head of his cock breached me, forcing my ass to open around him inch by careful inch. I cried out, fingers curling...