After dinner, Meg gave herself an enema—she refused to let Russ be the one to do that for her even though he seemed eager for the job—and then bent over the side of the bed. Russ set up his phone so it could record what he was doing as he pressed the slickly lubed tip of the small plug to her crinkled hole.
"Oh!"
"What? What's wrong? Do you want me to stop?" There was that slightly hopeful, slightly dreading note in her husband's voice again.
"No, no, it's just a little cold. Keep going."
"Okay." Definite excitement in his voice now.
Meg moaned a little as Russ pushed the tip in and started to work the plug back and forth, burying it a little deeper inside of her with each tiny thrust. Her tight hole stretched, feeling just a little burn, a little sting as the ring of muscle was forced open to accommodate the plug, the same sensations she'd felt when Leo had used his finger. Except the plug was cool, warming as it was inserted but definitely not body temperature, and the firmness was a little different.
It slid deeper than Leo's thumb had gone and she moaned again.
The slick glide of the plug was no longer stinging and it was feeling pretty good, making her pussy wet at the strange intrusion. It still felt odd, and the pleasure was a different kind than when her pussy was being fucked, but she didn't dislike the sensation. There was something decadently wicked about it and she reached under her body to fondle her breasts, pinching her nipples as her pussy creamed and her ass was filled with the plug.
Once it was in, Russ stopped the video and sent it.
Standing back up, Meg shifted back and forth, trying to decide how it felt to have the plug inside of her. When Russ' phone rang suddenly, they both jumped.
It was Leo.
After a quick greeting, Russ handed the phone to her. "He wants to talk to you."
"Hey beautiful, so how does the plug in your ass feel?"
"Full," she said. "A little weird but... not bad."
Leo chuckled, his deep voice creating all sorts of havoc in her body. If a woman could be trained to be turned on by a voice, it would definitely be his. "You're going to feel a lot fuller with my cock in five days."
"Five days?" Meg asked, a little plaintively.
"Yeah, I have to go away for business. It works out though, five plugs, five days. Your husband will put the next size up in your pretty little virgin ass each night and then the next time I see you, I'm going to claim that hot little ass."
The possessive, dominant way he declared his intention had her pussy spasming and Meg practically clung to the phone with both hands, panting with lust. She hated that he was going to be gone for so long but... it was kind of hot too. Her husband would be getting her virgin ass ready for Leo Crisp to fuck it, and the next time she saw him that's exactly what he was going to do.
"I can't wait," she whispered, turned on beyond belief.
"Me too, sweetheart. I'll see you then."
Meg wasn't at all surprised when Russ immediately wanted to fuck her after she got off the phone with Leo. She was so turned on from being plugged and talking to her lover that she was hot and ready for it too.
The plug made Russ feel bigger, making the sex more pleasurable for her, even though he still didn't feel as big as Leo. When she told him so, he started fucking her even harder, more frantically, and because of her already high state of arousal, she managed to cum just a few moments before he did.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Annoyed,Meg glared at her husband and his limp dick.
For the fourth night in a row, Russ had inserted a butt plug into her virgin ass, getting it ready for her lover Leo Crisp to deflower, and then they'd fucked, but unlike the previous three nights, this time Meg hadn't been able to cum before Russ had started shouting and jerking as he spewed his load inside of her. Her pussy was slick and tingling, her nipples throbbing, ass clenching around the very large plug—it had taken some time and effort to be inserted and it still wasn't entirely comfortable in her stretched out rear entrance and so she hadn't been quite as turned on as she had been the previous nights when Russ first started fucking her.
Of course now she was pretty close to orgasm, but it was too late and she was pissed.
"You can't just get up and leave me like this!" she said, outraged, as Russ started to get up.
Startled, her husband stopped, settling back down on his knees between her legs as he stared at her. He sighed.
"Alright," he said, starting to reach for her with his fingers.
"No! I want you to eat me out," She snapped, smacking his hand away from her throbbing pussy. Russ wasn't great with hisfingers, she'd much rather have his tongue. Plus, she was already feeling overly stuffed from the large plug stretching out her ass. Despite the discomfort, it was also turning her on, but that didn't mean she wanted to add to the overly full feeling.
