My heart clenches at the sight. He’s so beautiful, and I’m so lucky to have him trust me this much. I stroke his cheek, unable to contain my smile, my pride in him evident.
"Well done, darling. I’m so proud of you. Let me show you how good it can be."
Then I lean down to plant a gentle kiss on his lips.
"James, I’m going to bend over the bed. I want you to slowly pull my plug out, and I’ll give you some lube. Then I want you to lick my ass and pussy before using your fingers to open me up.”
He kneels there, unspeaking, but nods. I turn and reach for the bottle of lube I'd set out earlier, placing it in his hands. My fingers linger against his for a moment as we lock eyes.
“I want you to play and see how it feels. Does that sound okay to you? I want you to make me come."
A sense of peace washes over me, and I smile, memorising his face. His dishevelled hair, his shirt buttons undone at the top, that faint stubble along his jaw, that look in his eyes. The first time he submits.
I turn back around and lean over the bed, my upper body flush against the sheets and my ass in the air, waiting for him.
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He shuffles closer on his knees, and my stomach flutters in anticipation of his warm touch. His fingertips glide up my calves, tracing delicate vines of heat until his hands reach the backs of my thighs, his thumbs teasing my inner thighs.
Tension swirls inside me, desperate for him to fill me, but I hold back. No bucking wildly like some barroom bronco. The anticipation is always worth the wait. And staying in control? Knowing I’m the one directing every moment means I can let myself relax into it and enjoy every second.
His warm, soft lips follow his hands up the backs of my legs. His kisses are teasing and gentle. I can feel myself becoming slicker by the minute. His thumbs reach the plug, and his lips press soft kisses over my ass cheeks, interspersed with gentle bites. Each one makes me gasp with a coiled desire, desperate to escape. I grip the bedsheets, knowing what is yet to come.
He gently pulls at my plug as I push slightly to make it easier for him. I can feel the tight ring of muscle pulsing against the plug, stretching wider as the plug starts to pull out of me. His breath hot against my thighs, I let out a long, deep moan as the widest part of the plug reaches that tight ring, ready to slide out.
“Fucking hell, Iz. That's just… oh God,” he stammers., “It's fucking mesmerising, watching you stretch like that.”
Yes, Miss
“Oh, you'll stretch me wider than that tonight, sweetheart.” My head falls to the bed as the plug finally slips out, leaving me feeling empty and needing to be filled.
The feeling of wet warmth overtakes me as his tongue circles my puckered ring, now more relaxed and ready for more. He buries his face between my ass cheeks. He licks from front to back, dipping his tongue into my pussy and then to my ass. The sensations of him eating me out in both my pussy and ass build up that liquid warmth that runs through my belly and hips.
As his fingers slide into my pussy, he pushes his tongue into my ass, thrusting in rhythm with his fingers. I buckle, my legs shaking from the force of my orgasm as it tears through me, my pussy milking his fingers as my ass clenches on his tongue. My back arches as my head shoots back.
“Fucking hell!” I yell as he continues to thrust his tongue into me, drawing out every second of pleasure he can. I sink onto the bed like a limp doll as my climax subsides.
I lie there panting, trying to bring myself back to the here and now, when I feel cool liquid dripping onto my asshole and firm, warm fingers smearing it around the ring.
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“That’s a good boy. Now play with my ass. Stretch me open for your cock. You want to play, don’t you?” My head turns to the side to see his face fixed with a smile, his eyes sparkling. “Go for it. I want it. Show me how much you want to fuck it.”
He pushes a thumb into me, making me moan with pleasure. His other thumb slides in next to it. Both thumbs inside me now move as one, slowly in and out. He starts to pull them apart, and I can feel the pressure opening me up as I relax into it and let him prepare me.
His tongue pushes between his thumbs, making me buck back into his face. His tongue is deeper now, probing and licking inside my ass. He moves his thumbs around my ring, pulling me open, the sting becoming a delicious pressure, making me desperate for more.
He pulls his thumbs out, leaving me bereft. My head turns to see if he’s okay, but he kneels there, running lube down his fingers, his soft hooded gaze fixed on me.
“Is that okay for you, Iz? You want more?”
At this point, I think I’ve lost track of who’s in charge as he thrusts three fingers into my ass. I yelp in surprise that quickly morphs into groans of pleasure as he slides his fingers in and out, pushing them apart, making me stretch and cry out in pleasure. I push back into his hand.
Yes, Miss
"Don't you dare fucking stop!" I grit out, feeling that familiar intense build-up of an anal orgasm. My thighs start to tremble as I ride his hand, thinking only now of the storm inside about to crash through me.
My fingers clutch the sheets as I push up, the rippling orgasm stripping me bare as I cry out in pleasure, a sudden wetness coating my thighs.
