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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Haruki Hayasaka :
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rious pain, but he filled me completely and if I relaxed and
didn't fight I could push against him and enjoy it. (Yes, I know, who
could really enjoy that, you're thinking, but all it takes is a good
vibrator and a very sensitive loverÄÄone who can control his own
instincts enough to help you through these critical moments. I didn't
expect to do more than endure, but I ended up enjoyingÄÄsort of. I
take that back. I enjoyed it, period. That doesn't mean it didn't
hurt).
Don't get me wrong though: the orgasm was entirely caused by the
vibrator. I could never have an orgasm from anal sex alone. Those
sensations were mostly penetration, weirdness and occasional pain; it
was the combination of the two with an orgasm that made it so, well,
good.
I tried sort of pushing back against him and rubbing my front
against the vibrator, and I began to get the hang of it. He began
moving gently in response to my halting motions, but he changed the
rhythm: rather than thrusting into me when I pushed back against him,
he followed me as I thrust against the vibrator and helped me push
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