Becoming a Chrissy - Chapter 2

“Almost,” she replied in an exhausted tone. “Now, it’s your turn.”
She rolled off my sweaty body and then maneuvered so she was on her knees in front of me. She lifted my legs back behind my head like she was going to fuck me missionary. Melanie moved over with the 8 inches of carbon fiber in her hands. She applied more lube to the dildo and gave the lube to Natasha who applied some to her fingers and spread it on my shaven asshole. The moisture felt cool and gooey but I knew it would be helpful in making sure this was a pleasant experience.
While Natasha held my legs back, Melanie began inserting the dildo into my hole.
“Relax,” Natasha told me as she looked down at my face. I tried to relax and practice what I had done masturbating while fingering myself. I let the object enter my body and didn’t try to expel it with my anal muscles. Take the cock, you slut, I told myself.
Melanie paused for half a minute to let me adjust.
“Feel okay?” She asked. “Y-yes,” I stammered.
“Say it like you want it,” she replied, and then started increasing the pace of her thrusting. As the hard 8 inches penetrated my hole, I felt my clit harden to an incredible level. This was the secret to getting hard! This is what I always had craved and needed to have a sexually fulfilling life!
Melanie thrust the dildo in and out with one hand and grabbed my cock with the other and started jacking me off. SO much attention and devotion was making me build a load of excitement in my clitty. Natasha was holding my legs tightly and staring down into my eyes, licking her lips, and giving me little encouragements like I was giving birth. Melanie had found the perfect equilibrium between penetration and extraction, my ass getting rammed and my cock getting milked.
After 5 minutes of this, I climaxed and shot a load up onto my stomach. Melanie withdrew the dildo and gave it to me to lick. I was curious about how I tasted so I engulfed it in my mouth.
“Wow, you really are a freak!” Melanie said. I smiled satisfied.
“Well, I guess the cat’s out of the bag, but that’s fine with me. Maybe just don’t tell anyone,” I said.
“Our little secret,” Natasha chimed in. “Nothing about what just happened leaves this room, okay?”
We all agreed and to my knowledge everyone has kept their side of the bargain. Oh, except me in telling you this story, but you’re not going to tell, right?