Backdoor Work

"You sure about this, Janice?" Mitchel asks, a little concerned.

Janice was bent over the hood of Mitchel's car, her skirt still pulled up, with her legs spread open.

"Very sure, baby. I want to walk funny for days," she jokes.

"I'd like to Janice, but 1. I don't want to hurt you, and 2. Wouldn't Ronnie notice?" he asks, unsure.

"It's okay, Mitchel. I trust you. Besides, I can just tell Ronnie I'm a little sick. Now I'm not asking anymore. Put that horsecock in my ass," she tried to sound annoyed, but it was very hard for her to fake being angry with someone.

Mitchel manages to keep a straight face, barely. "Well I don't want to piss you off." He gets some soap from the work-sink and lathers his dick. "You "sure" you don't want to back out? It's going to leave a gape."

"I want a gape. I can show it off to my friends at work and make them sooo jealous," Janice assures.

Mitchel comes up behind her, grabbing her asscheeks and spreading them. "As you wish." He slowly pushes until the head of his cock works its way in.

"Oh shit!" Janice curses. There was indeed some pain, but it was pain she wanted. "Keep going, baby."

Mitchel pushed his way slowly, inch by inch into her ass. Janice let out a few choice words, but gritted her teeth. "More."

Mitchel carefully pushed further in until his balls rested against her pussy.

"Holy shit," she gasps, taking steadying breaths.

"Are you okay, Jan?" Mitchel asks, concerned.

"Give me a minute, lover." She lets out a breath. If her pussy getting used to it was one thing, her ass getting used to it was something else entirely. However, as she breathed and got used to it, the pain started giving way to pleasure. "Okay Mitchel..I'm ready."

"Okay, Jan. Here goes." Then Mitchel thrusts.