A few months into my relationship with Chloe, we did the usual, we talked about what kinks we had, what turned us on. It wasn’t long until I mentioned anal sex.

Chloe said no. She said that she didn’t mind my fingers in her ass, that they actually felt pretty good, but she drew a line at full anal. She said it was demeaning and that it looked super painful. I respected her decision. Until that day I didn’t.

It happened on a lazy Sunday afternoon in summer. We’d been out at the local park in London all day, lying in the sun, eating and drinking and kissing. When we got back to Chloe’s place, she went for a shower to freshen up. I was horny as hell, but I left her alone until she emerged wrapped in a towel. But when I saw her like that, I pounced.

I took Chloe’s towel off of her as I kissed her, as I took her to her living room couch where I laid her down.

She was so stunning that day, her blonde hair was wet from the shower, her skin still smelled of the sun despite it. I climbed on top of her, pawing at her body with one hand as I held myself over her on my other arm. I clasped her full tits and rolled her nipples. I kissed her chest, I sucked on her tits, and Chloe was every bit as horny as I was, she groped at my hard cock through my shorts, she sighed and shivered beneath me. But I was in the mood to really focus on her.

Chloe’s pussy was soaking, I discovered, as I trailed my hand down her. I slid two fingers into her cunt, but I was really aching to taste her.

I slid off Chloe and off her sofa to kneel before it. I turned her around so she was facing me, so that I was between her thighs. I fell on her, kissing and licking her puffy, slippery pussy like I was in heaven.

I love giving head. I love it so much, it’s pretty much a kink for me. And Chloe was one of those lucky women who didn’t need a break after coming, she didn’t get over-sensitive, she could continue on. So, that meant I could go down on her for as long as we could both take it, I could bring her off again and again without taking my mouth off of her.

I really went to town on Chloe that afternoon. I lapped and sucked at her clit. I screwed her with two fingers, crooking within her, giving her g-spot plenty of attention, and Chloe was on fine form herself. She came easily and noisily, she came over and over as I licked between her legs.

She truly did seem to enjoy a finger or two in her butt. As I stroked her asshole with my thumb, she pulled her legs back for me, giving me better access. I tickled and massaged her, coaxing Chloe slowly open. I slid my forefinger into her tight, gripping ass. After another orgasm, I gave her a second digit.

I didn’t usually fuck her there with my fingers, it was more about filling her, about gently wriggling within her behind, but Chloe was climaxing so much that day, she was growing ever more zealous, ever more relaxed down there, I was able to pump my two digits in her.

Chloe moaned and trembled and bucked into my face as she came. She kept telling me how good it all felt. As she really lost her head, she told me how good my fingers felt in her ass.

Her living room and kitchen were combined. I told Chloe to stay where she was as I got up and dashed over to her fridge to find a half used pack of butter inside. As I brought it back to her, Chloe looked bemused. She had no idea what I had planned, but she soon found out.

The butter was cold and hard, but as I smeared it between Chloe’s large, rounded buttocks, it turned slick and fluid. Chloe laughed at the absurdity of it. She groaned as I pushed my fingers easily back into her buttered butt.

It’s not the ideal lubricant, but butter is pretty good. As I put more and more on her, I got three fingers into Chloe easily. She came even harder for it.

I don’t know how many times she orgasmed before it was finally too much for her, but it was definitely in double digits. When I eventually stood from between her thighs, my cock was hurting I’d been so hard for so long. I was dying to bury it in Chloe, but not in her pussy.

She watched me stripping, grinning up at me with a flushed face. When I began to rub butter all over my dick, Chloe didn’t say anything. She gave me the faintest of nods.

Good enough.

I twisted her sideways as I got on the sofa with her. I knelt between her legs again. I pushed Chloe’s knees back. When I placed my prick against her asshole, Chloe didn’t stop me, she didn’t freak out. She groaned again as I eased myself into her butt.

Chloe was magnificently tight around me, but she didn’t tense up, she took me well. She was dripping with butter and slack from my three fingers, she was plenty relaxed from all those orgasms.

And as turned-on as I was, I took my time with Chloe. I inched my dick into her slowly. I fucked her with a careful, lazy pace.

When I told Chloe to touch herself, she did, she strummed her pussy as I screwed her ass, as I got myself into her all the way.

She felt insane. Her entrance was a tight band around the base of my cock, the rest of me felt like I was floating in her. Chloe climaxed again with her fingertips on her clit, with my dick in her derrière.

As her ass flexed and contracted and pulled me into her as she came, it tipped me over. I joined Chloe in it, I yelled out as I came, as I finished deep in her behind, deep in the girl who’d been adamant that she’d never do anal, that she could never enjoy it.