Originally Posted by
JRiddy
So I was dating this one girl--she was probably ISTP, but I honestly don't know; the relationship didn't really "work out"--and we were both young and inexperienced. You know what I mean. So anyways, she invited me out to her grandparent's ranch for a weekend, and I figured that meant I was gonna get to do my thing, you know? Which was good, because she was really hot and I was just a horny teenager in lust.
So we're at her grandparent's ranch and we're staying outside in the barn because she thought that would be fun. I didn't really care at this point because I knew I was gonna get laid, and that was all that was really on my mind. Well, as the night wore on, it started getting colder--colder than you would have thought possible in Texas in the summer, but it was the country and there's no concrete to hold the heat in out there I guess--and we started getting closer and more intimate, snuggling with each other under our blankets.
We could both feel the passion.
I looked in her eyes, and she looked in mine, and we started making out like I never had before. It felt good, and it kept going, and as it kept going, I only wanted more. You know when you start to really let that passion out, it drives women crazy. I would squeeze her against myself and let the feelings flow, and she would just melt there in my arms. Before we knew it, we were nearly naked underneath those blankets, which were all that separated us from the night.
She was ready.
I was just waiting for some kinda go-ahead signal, something to indicate that it was okay to precede, when she said, "Hey, I want you to do it in my ass."
"Really?" I replied, not sure whether to be upset or excited, so I just felt some confused ambivalent combination of both.
"Yeah, I think that would be really hot," she encouraged me.
"I don't know..." I mumbled softly. Now, I know that most guys would be thrilled at such an opportunity, but I've never really been into that kinda thing. And anyways, this was gonna be our first time together, and I wanted it to be more close and special, and I wondered why she would want it that way.
Sensing my uneasiness, she said to me, "Hey, don't worry, I'll just go over here," pointing at the corner of the barn, "and wait until you are ready." So she went over there, and--have I mentioned that it was pitch black? You couldn't see a single thing hardly, especially over in the far corners of the barn, where the moonlight barely reached--and she waited. Now, I'm a pacer, and I always pace when I need to think, so I got up and walked around a bit. But I found this kinda difficult, because I was just really turned on at this point, and so I decided to go ahead with it.
When I approached, she was ready for me. She had her bare ass just sticking out there, waiting. She shivered slightly at my touch and softened as I caressed her back. Sensing that I was really ready, I started. To tell the truth, it was a bit uncomfortable at first, and that fact wasn't helped by her total silence. I couldn't imagine why she wouldn't even make a sound, but she didn't. She was just so relaxed about it, and soon, I was too. I was going at it for what seemed like forever before she finally started to really make some noise. Sensing her increased, excitement, I finally went full throttle, and she cried out in joy.
Just as soon as she did, I hear a noise from the other side of the barn. It was my girlfriend running toward me across the hay-covered ground.
"What the fuck are you doing?" she asked, with sheer bewilderment in her voiced. I had no idea what was wrong; I had done exactly what she had asked. "Oh my god," she said, in a more hushed voice, and ran out of the barn, naked as she was, into the night.
Needless to say, I was baffled by this, and my mount was getting frustrated. So I finished her off quick and let her go to sleep there in the hay. And, watching her sleep there, I knew I had done nothing wrong. It was a wonderful experience for the both of us. The next day my girlfriend and I drove back to the city in utter silence, but her judging look of disgust spoke louder than words. In all honesty, I didn't care; she asked for it, and she got what she wanted.
Now, that girl and I never spoke again, but it wouldn't be my last time to fuck a donkey.