T-Girl fairy tale 1

“Just relax and I’ll slip right into you, then some proper thrusting can take us to new heights.”

Angel pressed the head of her cock against Roland’s quivering rectum and began to push. Roland moaned in pain as his sphincter stretched open and the tip started into him, but before the head of Angel’s cock could get inside his hole, it quit stretching. Angel pushed harder and his unwilling hole stretched just a bit more as another moan of pain issued from Roland’s lips. Angel’s instincts told her that there was going to be a lot of moaning and stretching before she got inside Roland. Angel gripped his hips tightly in her strong hands, pushed again then relaxed, pushed again then relaxed, each time gaining just a little bit more depth and a groan from Roland.

They were both sweating in the afternoon heat and Roland was actually dripping sweat on the floor of the stall. He was terrified, afraid he might make too much noise and draw the attention of the Stable Master, but Princess Angel’s penis wasn’t fitting in him and he was pretty sure it was never going to fit. He knew he was going to have hand shaped bruises on his hips from her tight grip and he also thought he might faint from the pain. Angel pushed yet again and the pain that exploded in his arse made his head swim. His tight ass was making Angel’s cock hurt like hell, but she was so close to having the head inside him she couldn’t stop. With one last Herculean shove she finally forced the head past his iron tight sphincter.