On instinct, I flexed my inner muscles as if to push him back. That was what he needed to slip inside. Perhaps he pushed in deeper than he intended, or I wasn’t as stretched out as I should be. A painful burn I couldn’t have predicted shot out even as my lips shook.

I can take this. I can.

His hands softly kneaded my behind, and he spread my cheeks out further to help me take his immense manhood. To his credit, he stayed still while I got used to it. Without thought, I continued to flex around him. Looking there was impossible, but I had a perfect mental map of his cock.

If it were just us, we would’ve gone slower, but this was historic. Despite my reluctance with my change, I needed to make my man proud. Volardi Femeni took pride in their ability to handle their men. I was no different even if my beginnings were.

Slender hands compared to his and knees dug into the sandy soil, as I pushed myself back, even while it pained me to do so. I heard a deep wondering murmur from behind. I flexed around him several times to let him know it was fine.

That he is.

Once satisfied I could take it, or knowing it needed to happen, he pushed in further. Thankfully, with the self-lubing ass, there was far less friction than normal. It still wasn’t easy. Oh no, it was hard, and I wasn’t just talking about his cock. There’s no way to take someone his size without a burning sting.

Deeper he went until his warm balls touched my entrance. I couldn’t see, but they felt like they contracted, yet were full of his seed. Thoughts on how he would empty himself within me made me grin so much it hurt. Lots of warm sperm, finding its way into my new womb. Knocking me up like a girl back home. What would people here think? Not entirely sure, but part of me – a small part – wanted them to think about my man taking me.

Nothing wrong with a little ‘dirty’ in life, right?

He slowly pulled back. Thankfully, he stayed an inch within. Emptiness isn’t something I could have handled. I wanted it… no needed him deep inside, stretching me out until I was certain I’d feel him the next day. It was beyond the sex drive. This was the need to mate. As a regular guy, it was sex… not so much about babies. Yes, I knew where they came from, but it was just that feeling of my dick going into something.

Not anymore.

I didn’t only want the dick in my ass. I wanted what came after that. A full belly. Something we created together. A life both new and with each other. Although, this had its own pleasure for sure.