As Scarlett lay there, spread-eagled on the cold examination table, she couldn’t help but feel a warm flush creep up her neck and onto her cheeks. It wasn’t just the uncomfortable stirrings in her loins that caused this shame; no, it was the knowledge that she was here for one reason, and one reason only. She was here because she had a problem: a very, very tight asshole. A problem so bad that even the legendary BangBros performer Mike Adriano himself couldn’t fit his big, thick cock inside of her. It was embarrassing, to say the least.
The doctor had assured her that this was a perfectly normal situation, that some women simply had tighter sphincters than others. But Scarlett couldn’t help but feel like a freak of nature. As if being unable to accommodate the sizeable appendage of a man like Mike Adriano wasn’t humiliating enough, now she was here, in this sterile room, surrounded by nurses and assistants who probably knew exactly why she was here.
The room was quiet save for the faint beeping of a nearby machine, the rhythmic whooshing of the air conditioning vents. Scarlett closed her eyes, trying to calm her racing thoughts, her racing heart. She heard footsteps approach and then pause behind her. The air in the room seemed to thicken, and Scarlett felt a nervous twitch in her belly.
“Alright, Scarlett,” Mike’s deep voice rumbled, causing her to shiver despite herself. “I’m going to start by licking your asshole. Just relax, and try not to tense up too much, okay?” There was a brief pause, and then his warm breath fanned across her folds. “Now, open your legs wider, for me.”
Scarlett obeyed, wincing as she spread her legs as far as they would go. She felt the cool air of the room brush against her most intimate places, and then the unmistakable heat of Mike’s breath against her perfect ass. His tongue began to trace lazy circles around her puckered hole, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, arching her back involuntarily. “That feels so good.” His tongue probed deeper, teasing her inner walls, forcing her to grip the table beneath her. With each stroke, the muscles in her sexy ass began to relax, just enough for him to insert a single finger. “Oh, Mike…” she whimpered, her hips bucking against his hand. “That feels so big…”
Mike chuckled, his breath hot against her skin. “Just wait until I get inside of you, baby.” He withdrew his finger, only to press the head of his cock against her entrance. Slowly, he began to push inside, inch by agonizing inch. Scarlett gritted her teeth, her fists clenching into balls of determination. She could feel every inch of him stretching her, making her feel full and wanted in a way she never had before.
With a final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside of her. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned, his body shuddering against hers. “You’re so tight, Scarlett.” She felt his cock twitch inside her, and then he began to move, slowly at first, his hips undulating against hers in a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. “You feel so good,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “So fucking good.”
Scarlett could feel her own orgasm building inside her, a wave of pleasure so intense it was almost painful. As Mike’s movements became more urgent, she could feel his cock throbbing inside her, filling her up with his seed. With a cry of release, she arched her back off the table, her inner walls clenching around him in a vice-like grip as her orgasm crashed over her in a wave of bliss.
Finally, spent, Mike collapsed on top of her, his weight pressing her into the cool table. “Wow,” he breathed, kissing her neck. “You’re a tight one, all right.” As they lay there, their bodies entwined, Scarlett couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment about her great ass. She had finally been able to accommodate Mike Adriano, and in doing so, had proven to herself that she was indeed normal. She couldn’t wait to tell her friends about this unforgettable experience.