I mean, really hot, like I was about to let go and have a real, gut-shaking come. Lots of times I’ve brought myself off just by sitting in a chair with my legs crossed and doing nothing more than thinking about a finger working around in my butt. I’d never been able to do it before, just by crossing my legs and squeezing them together on my pussy, but now that I had that finger to think about, and could remember how delicious it had been when Paul ran that finger in me, I could squeeze a come out of my pussy almost any time.

“At first I was a little shy and bashful about talking to Paul about this. I guess I had my share of hang-ups about the asshole but damn it, I just loved it so much that I had to say something! It turned out that he’d never been punctured there either, so I guess you could say we took each other’s cherry in a way. He was just like me-the feeling of a finger sliding in that little brownie hole was the greatest thing ever and be was really up for me doing it to him all the time while we were going down on each other.

“I was taking the Pill by this time and letting Paul give me a fuck in the cunt every now and then, though I. still didn’t like that as much as I liked the hand jobs and the sucking he could give me. But we tried fingering each other as we flicked and that was pretty good too, even if we did have to get in a real awkward position to be able to reach down for each other. I think that’s the main reason why I didn’t like butt-fingering quite as well while we were screwing.

“It was a lot easier for me to finger myself while Paul shoved the cock to me.

I did that a lot. My, it’s really something to reach into your own asshole and feel a man’s dick working back and forth in your own cunt! They’re real close together, you know, and you can feel the man almost as if your finger was right on his cock. Paul really dug that. Lots of times he’d put his cock in just far enough for me to press through the skin from the asshole and rub the head of his dick.