Prostate play, The Awakening

Alex’s first time having prostate play would be earth-shaking.

Tonight I wanted to put prostate play on the menu. The candlelight flickered across my bedroom walls. It cast warm shadows that danced over the rumpled sheets. Alex, my new boy toy, and I lie tangled together. Our breaths were still heavy from the passionate kissing. As my fingers traced over his chest, I could feel the rapid beat of his heart. The scent of his cologne mingled with our arousal, and I felt this was the time. “I want to try something new with you tonight,” I murmured. My voice was low and inviting. I propped myself up on one elbow. My dark eyes locked onto his. They held a mix of desire and reassurance. ” We can stop anytime, but I want to milk your prostate. I would love to stimulate you there to see how it makes you feel.”

Alex shifted slightly beneath me. His body tensed at the suggestion. The idea stirred something unfamiliar in him. It was a mix of curiosity and hesitation. His cock twitched against my thigh. “Mallory, I’ve never done that before,” he admitted. His voice was rough with uncertainty. His hands rested on my hips, but he had not pulled me closer yet. “It feels intimidating. What if I don’t like it? What if it hurts? I’m not sure I’m ready.” I smiled softly. I leaned in to press a gentle kiss to his lips. My hand slid down to cup him. I felt the warmth and growing hardness of his cock. “That’s okay, baby. We’ll go slowly. I’ll be patient. We’ll use plenty of lube. We will use lots of foreplay first. We will get you relaxed and aroused. It’s about pleasure, not pressure,” I whispered.

I could tell he wanted it!

My breath was hot against his mouth. ” I’ve been wanting to try prostate milking with you. I want you to experience a different kind of orgasm.” Alex swallowed hard. His resistance showed in his fingers as they tightened on my skin. He was caught between my adventurous spirit and his fears. I could feel the conflict in the way his body pressed against mine, his cock half-hard and twitching with every shallow breath, betraying the curiosity he tried to hide behind those hesitant words. “We don’t have to rush into anything,” I whispered, my lips brushing the shell of his ear as my fingers wrapped around his length, stroking him slowly from base to tip. The warmth of his cock filled my palm, and I slicked it with the first bead of precum that I spread over his sensitive head.

“I want to show you how good prostate play can feel, Alex.  Once you let my finger slide inside you, finding that special spot and rubbing it until your whole body trembles. I want to milk your prostate and make you  harder than you ever have before.” His hips jerked involuntarily at my words, a soft groan escaping his throat even as his grip on my hips tightened in resistance. “Mallory, I… I’ve never let anyone touch me there,” he admitted, voice strained, his cheeks flushed deep red in the candlelight. The fear lingered in his eyes, mixing with the arousal that made his cock throb thicker in my hand. “What if it feels weird? What if I can’t handle it—what if it changes things between us?” With my free hand cupping his face as I kissed him, reassuring him that prostate play would only bring us closer.

Prostate play wins.

The tension in his frame eased a fraction, though his fingers still flexed uncertainly against my skin. I could sense the battle inside him. However,  his body responded anyway, his was cock pulsing as I continued the slow, deliberate strokes. I lowered my head to take his swollen cock into my mouth. My tongue swirled over his slick tip. Alex gasped, his hips lifting instinctively. He was ready to see what my prostate play had to offer. With one hand still stroking the base of his cock and the other sliding lower.  My fingers were now slick with lube as I pressed gently against his entrance. With my finger circling the tight ring with patient pressure until it opened sliding one finger inside him slowly. He tensed before a sharp inhale escaped him.  However,  my warm mouth on his cock kept him grounded.

“Relax, baby,” I murmured around his length before taking him deeper again, my finger curling to find that special spot. Rubbing it with deliberate strokes, and enjoying his moans as the prostate play had begun to unravel his resistance. A second finger joined the first, stretching him carefully while I continued to suck him. Alex’s moans increased, his hands gripping the sheets as the unfamiliar sensation became electric. His cock jerked in my mouth, leaking steadily as I milked him. I could see the pressure building inside him with each curl of my fingers. His thighs trembled around me, and breathe became ragged. “Mallory—fuck, I—” he choked out, but the words dissolved into a guttural cry when I pressed firmly against his prostate again. His climax hit hard, cock pulsing hot and thick down my throat.

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