But talking about lube, where are we going to get it?" she asked? He just lubed it up and tried to push it in. That was probably what went wrong with your boyfriend." And you have to take your time, there is no rushing it. "Using a lubed up finger is a pretty good way to massage the area, and get the muscles relaxed. "Hmm," I tried to get my voice under control. What should I do? I really do need to go pretty urgently," she explored. "So you would be able to help me," she asked hopefully and continued with not much more than a whisper, "without it grossing you out?" I nodded, not quite trusting my voice at the moment. But she still continued: "So, is it kind of like a kink of yours?". I put my hands in my lap to hide the tent. I blushed, and realized my hard on was fully tenting my boxers. anus, to relax and then it won't be a problem." Since you don't experience pain on the outside movement, then it is a matter of relaxing the muscles to prevent the pain. "Well, the direction is different, but that hardly matters. "Well, do you have pain when you, you know, poop normally?" I asked. I don't think he even got it all the way in, and I was screaming in agony. He had lubed it, but when he tried to push it in, it just hurt. You just sit down slowly and it will be fine." I tried to reassure her. "I am sure they have lube for it, so it won't hurt. I am sure their other customers are thrilled to use it." We are both adults, and it is not dangerous. I reached my hand and touched her gently between her shoulder blades. that is impossible, I am sorry but I can't do this, we have to go, we need to leave, maybe I could find a bush outside out of the way, do you think." She had started hyperventilating, and was running out of breath. "What am I going to to? I really need to go, but I can't, that. "I know, but I did not expect THAT!" she retorted. I agree it is pretty preposterous, but what do you expect? It is not called Hard Core Fetish Hotel for nothing!" "I thought we agreed last night that given the situation, we could make it work. I went to sit on the bed as well, keeping a couple of feet distance to her. "I am sorry Samantha, it is just morning wood" I countered, but that sounded lame even to myself. And you, you." and she stormed from the bathroom, but not having anywhere to go, just sat on the bed. "This," she pointed at the seat and the plaque, and then included the whole room in her gesture, "is insane. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she accused me. Down boy, not a good time! But it was too late Samantha had turned to look at me and noticed. 30 minutes recommended to prevent leakage afterwards. Wait at least 15 minutes for the cycle to finish. Place nozzle on entrance to anus, and sit down.ģ. Press button number '2' to extrude automatic enema nozzle.Ģ. I kneeled and looked at the plaque on the left side of the seat:ġ. A bit of grey on the temples, and thinning hair at the top, tall with the looks of the stereotype successful lawyer, although that was not my profession. I had just turned 40, and I was in pretty good shape even if I say so myself. I opened the glass door and walked in the combined toilet and bathroom in my boxers. She covered her eyes with one hand and nodded, pointed silently at the plaque with her other hand and then brought her knees up, wrapped her arms around them and rested her head on her knees. "I can't, this is too much, I did not know I would have to.", and burst into tears. She started, and turned to stare at me with wide eyes. She was reading the plaque next to the toilet in disbelief and obvious anxiety. She was wearing a pink camisole and pink lacy boy panties that she had worn last night to bed. A brunette in her early twenties, long straight hair, slim and tall, maybe C cup breasts or slightly bigger. I turned my head toward the sound, and saw a young woman sitting on the floor next to the toilet. This story starts with anal, and toys but I don't yet know where the completed story will take us. After a long time of lurking I finally decided to try writing myself.
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