My Dose of Danny
© Alex Carr. 2007

I was meant for Danny. I knew it, and he had gone through great lengths to cherish me and to make me feel so comfortable with him and what he likes to do. It was like going into a very new life when we first got acquainted - and how! It was simply magic the way he had the patience to prepare me like a cook prepares a meal. He had prepared me for our very deep new relationship.

Now I regularly enjoyed his need for spanking me across his lap, he always wants me to lean that way then this. I simply adored the way he opened his hand to make my ass crimson as he slaps me soundly. I loved the back of his hairbrush too, that really did sting but after the first one or two slaps my ass becomes numb. He could spank and thrash me to his hearts content and I love it when afterwards he rubs in all that coconut oil to stop the bruising.

Sometimes he chooses to have me over the dining room table in very tight jeans, which he hitches up to, pronounce my cheeks for his pleasure. I love that. It’s so good to be all ass for him like that, to be there for his command.

I recall the way he prepared me for his penetration when we first started our relationship. He regularly complimented me on my tight ass, which was always so nice to hear. He had several dildos in different sizes, to stretch me in stages before we could have good deep penetrating anal sex. It was all very lovely. I recall bending over for him in different ways. I used to prefer it spread eagled on his thick pile carpet at first I must admit, and when I felt the penetration of the first dildo slip inside my hole it seemed weird. He paid great attention to detail though, taking it nice and slow, leaning over me. He enjoyed poking up my hole like that, twisting and slowly thrusting, until I was stretched wide open. That would be when he would slowly remove the dildo from my hole, rub in some more lubricant, and then introduced me to the next size up. It was all very exiting and I really loved the way he did this. When it came to the third stage I could really feel the penetration stretching my hole deep up inside. It did sting a little but he reassured me that it wouldn’t for long. He’d sort of put a plaster across my ass cheeks so the dildo could not slip out and told me I could walk around so I could get the sensation f it moving inside.

It was truly wonderful and Danny loved to do this and watch me walking with each dildo tucked up inside. I was truly getting the feel for it now and was starting to imagine just how it would be stuffed full of his eight inch cock, which I had sucked so many times now I felt I knew it through and through. When I sucked it deep in my mouth, I imagined it up my hole, mmm delicious and so very thrilling.

For the time being though Danny teased and tantalized my whole being, the way he twisted and turned each dildo inside. He give them all different names, until we got to the one he called ‘Fat Boy! When he showed it to me I