Taking My Best Friend’s Anal Virginity
Taking My Best Friend’s Anal Virginity
Written by: Safiya
Safiya, goddess of the dawn, welcomed her best friend, Aziz, into her abode. His curious gaze scanned the crimson-hued walls adorned with ancient Ethiopian tapestries as he settled onto the plush divan. The divine being, usually radiant with warmth, felt an inexplicable chill creep up her spine as their conversation took an unexpected turn.
Aziz, usually reserved, began to open up about his long-held desires, his voice barely above a whisper. “Safiya, I’ve always been drawn to the taboo, the forbidden. And I’ve realized my deepest longing is to surrender, to be treated as the sissy I am.”
Safiya’s golden eyes widened in shock, her slender fingers trembling slightly as she reached for a cup of amora tea to compose herself. “Aziz, my friend, are you certain about this? It’s not a path I can guide you on alone,” she cautioned, her usually melodious voice now tinged with concern.
But Aziz was resolute, his dark eyes shining with a mixture of fear and exhilaration. “Please, Safiya. You’re the only one I trust. I need you to help me explore this side of myself, to take my anal virginity and initiate me into this world of submission and dominance.”
The goddess’s heart raced as she processed his words. It was a heavy burden to bear, to cross the threshold into such intimate, unconventional territory. Yet, her unwavering commitment to Aziz’s well-being and her open-minded nature ultimately compelled her to agree.
With a deep breath, Safiya guided Aziz to her opulent bedchamber, the air thick with anticipation and trepidation. She divested him of his clothes, her bold touch igniting a fire within him as he lay back, vulnerable and exposed. Safiya’s slender fingers explored his sculpted body, her piercing gaze drinking in every detail as she prepared to embark on this uncharted journey.
With a gentle yet firm touch, she positioned herself between his spread thighs, her breath hot against his skin as she leaned in to whisper her intentions. “Aziz, my friend, I will honor your desires, but know that once this path is taken, there is no turning back. Are you prepared to surrender completely to me, to be treated as the sissy you crave to be?”
Aziz nodded, his voice barely audible as he surrendered to the goddess’s will. Safiya’s fingertips found their way to his most intimate places, coaxing him open with a mixture of tenderness and authority. As she penetrated him, the room fell silent, save for the sounds of his ragged breaths and the gentle slide of skin against skin.
With each deliberate thrust, Safiya claimed Aziz’s innocence, her touch a testament to her unwavering commitment to his journey. She channeled her divine essence into every movement, her golden eyes never leaving his face as she watched him unravel beneath her.
As the crescendo approached, Safiya’s pace quickened, her godly energy building to a fever pitch. With a final, deep thrust, she stilled, her fingers buried to the hilt as she whispered a plush, encouraging promise into Aziz’s ear. “You are mine now, sissy. Forever and always, you will be mine.”
