Just because it's been a while since I've had sex with another person, doesn't mean I haven't been stuffing my hole almost nightly. My ass is in peak condition.
Still…
I gasp as I push back, taking the first few inches inside me.
"You okay?" Kip asks. His voice is closer, and when I look down, his knees are visible under the gap in the door.
"I'm taking it," I tell him, my voice strained even to my own ears.
"Take your time, Darby."
My whole body—hole included—relaxes when he says my name.
"Keep talking," I say. "It helps."
"I'm glad to hear it. You're doing so good."
"Fuck." I drop my head and turn around, trying to see how much I've taken. It's hard to gauge by feeling alone. "I'm about halfway there," I say around a moan. Electricity flows through my whole body, igniting my skin, my limbs. I can even feel the buzz on the hairs on my arms.
"That's so fucking hot," Kip growls, and I swear my hole pulses in direct response. "Now I want you to look straight ahead and face the mirror."
"Oh."
He reads my tone instantly. "What is it?"
"I don't know. It's a little…"
What, Darby? It's a little what? Fucking yourself at the command of a complete stranger you're fine with, but looking at yourself in a mirror is a line too far?
That'sexactlyit.
Which is exactly why Ineedto do this.
I gasp as another lightbulb moment of clarity strikes me—Is that why Kip is doing this? Did he somehow pick up on my lack of self-confidence?
No.
No way.
It's purely a coincidence, I'm sure.
I peer up and stare at my reflection in the mirror. "I'm doing it," I tell him, hoping to make him proud. "I'm looking at myself."
Kip grunts, like he might just be proud of me, before replying. "What's your favorite part of your face?"
"My eyes," I answer without hesitation.
"Okay. Focus on your eyes as you start to move backward and forward."
I obey, and I'm hit with a wall of sensation—physical because of what's taking place in my ass, and visual because for the first time in my life, I'm seeing what I look like when I pleasure myself.
"How are you feeling?" Kip asks.
"Surprisingly good," I reply, picking up the pace, keeping my eyes locked on my reflection.
"I'm so happy to hear that, Darby."
I push back until my ass cheeks meet the wall. "Fuck!" I cry out. "I've done it! I've taken the whole thing, Kip!"
