I guess this is where I start to let you all out there know about U/us. Hi. I am Sarah He is Mac. Mac knows about this blog. I asked permission to be allowed to post here. He granted it, as long as W/we retain O/our privacy and as long as I am honest and I enjoy my time here. He understands my incessant need to dissect O/our relationship, even though He has no wish to do so with me. He may read this from time to time and I know that He will only be angry over what I write if it is a lie.

So, U/us. W/we have known each other for four years but have only been involved for just over one year. How W/we went from friends to lovers was really a simple thing that never really changed who W/we were, just allowed U/us to acknowledge it for the first time. I wrote this story about Mac and I before W/we were together. When I showed Him, He knew immediately whom I had meant. The link to it is here.

The first time W/we had sex was a week after He had kissed me and accepted that I was His. It happened to be my birthday. Neither of U/us were waiting for it, it just happened to be the first chance W/we had to be alone together as work was keeping Him busy and out of town. When He came to my place He simply said hello and bit my neck and pulled my skirt up and my panties down and pushed me to the floor and fucked me. There was no foreplay and no words of tenderness. It was just a matter of raw hungry sex. Within minutes He withdrew from me and turned me to my stomach, pulling me to my knees and hands while growling at me to 'present' and whilst I was still trying to get my bearings I felt His cock press against my ass. I felt so incredibly turned on. He slid His cock slowly inside my ass, stopping when I clenched and gasped, then pushing into my ass again. I couldn't believe He was ass fucking me without a word being spoken about it between U/us. When His cock was fully inside me He lay over me and bit my shoulders and neck. He used one hand in my hair to pull my head back and reached for my mouth with His tongue. I closed my lips over it and sucked on His tongue and He came in my ass, growling and grunting and filling me with semen. He collapsed against me and I collapsed against the floor and He kept Himself inside me while He licked and bit and sucked at my neck. He whispered 'Happy birthday Princess' in my ear and I felt like I was the luckiest girl alive.

When W/we talked about it later He told me that He hadn't asked if I liked anal sex because His kind of woman prefered not to be given options. He also knew that I would do anything to please Him, and that had been what pleased Him. Had it repulsed me, He said He would have had to rethink what He wanted as anything that did not make me 'pant with lust' would not please Him either. I remember feeling tinier than I had ever felt when I was lying wrapped up in His arms. I had never felt so safe and protected and loved. I remember thinking that it was the best sex I had ever had and I didn't realise until the next day that I actually hadn't come.