1. The Perfect Woman, Plus (Part III) - Happy Rear En


    Date: 10/16/2015, Categories: Anal, First Time, Shemales, Author: freegre, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    leaned her body into me, and our flesh met, deeply entangled, glistening with sweat, lotion and cum. I reached down and stroked her cock, feeling it throb to erection as I reamed her deep, comfortable ass. We rocked back and forth until I came. I was only able to stay hard for a few seconds, and my dick slid out of her tight hiney hole with a wet “plop.” “I’m going to show you those exercises,” Amber said. “The ones that give me my staying power, and let me cum more than once inside you. I want you to be able to do the same for me.” “Please do,” I said. I’d marveled at the way she could ejaculate, and still stay hard as stone until the next ejaculation, and the next, and the next! “Feel this?” she said, between my balls and anus. My cock and balls jumped involuntarily when she touched me there. “Yeah, I guess I do!” I replied. “This muscle is called the pubococcygeus, or PC, muscle,” she explained. “It controls your urination, and also your ejaculation. It can be exercised, by simple squeezing techniques, until you can not only control your orgasms, but how many you have, how hard you stay between orgasms, and how often you can make love.” “Really?” I said. “All that from one little muscle?” “It takes a long time to master,” Amber warned. “But you can start right now, and build up slowly.” “Cool, “I said. “What do I do.” “Simple,” Amber said. “Just isolate the muscle, gently squeeze it, then relax it. Try doing about thirty reps.” “Speaking of reps,” I said, rolling off her ...
    back and onto my stomach. “I oiled you up with my “lotion gun,” now it’s your turn!” “What?” she laughed. “You want to get fucked again?” “Yes, please,” I begged. I was hungry for another reaming, even though my ass was sore from last night’s games. Amber was happy to oblige me, but again, she couldn’t climax. Later on, she explained that she had reach orgasm, but without ejaculation. I’d learn more about that later. “I’d like you to take control tonight,” Amber asked. “Miss Clitty needs a day or two to recuperate her powers.” “It’ll take me a few hours to build up some more cum,” I said, “Even with the vitamin E capsules I brought along.” “Fine,” Amber said, lying on the beach, radiantly beautiful. “We don’t have to make love every second we’re here. Or even every day. Why don’t we wait until tomorrow or Wednesday? Let’s just work on our tans today.” That was fine with me. The sun felt great as it bathed our sated bodies. We let the waves gently lap over us, and we kissed for a long, long time. We ate dinner at the one restaurant on the island, a Polynesian-themed hut with large walls and a dance stage where hula dancers gently swayed to Calypso music. I sat across from my she-male goddess and just stared into her eyes, drinking in her serene loveliness. We stayed there until after midnight, talking, drinking, just relaxing. The idea of not having sex actually seemed to lift some pressure from both of us. We kept sex and all things sexual out of our conversation. “What are ...