“I see you like playing my game,” Briggs taunts. “You like being helpless. You like being my little fuck toy.”
Without warning, he shoves two thick fingers inside of me. My walls clench at the sudden intrusion. I whimper in pain while Briggs fucks my pussy with his fingers.
The pain quickly turns into something else. Arousal blooms in my core as his digits move in and out of me at a rapid pace.
Turning my face, I moan into the pillow as I can feel my first orgasm building quickly.
Briggs thrusts his fingers into me hard and fast. More moisture comes with each stroke until I can hear how wet I am for him. The erotic sound only adds to my arousal.
A warm feeling sparks in my core. My body tightens as Briggs curls his fingers around inside of me, rubbing a spot that makes me see stars. The orgasm slams into me, rushing through my body in a delicious wave of pleasure.
My thighs are still quivering when Briggs pulls out his soaked fingers and slowly runs them up to my other hole.
“What are you doing?” I ask breathlessly.
“Trying something new,” he states, while massaging my puckered hole. “Relax, this is not going to hurt… as long as you don’t tense up.”
He pushed the tip of his finger in and relaxing is the furthest thing from my mind. I expect it to hurt for some reason, but as his finger pushes deeper into my ass, I realize it doesn’t. It just feels foreign.
“That’s it, let me in. I’m going to make you feel good,” Briggs promises, his voice husky.
It’s not until he adds a second finger that I feel a little ping of pain, but it’s manageable.
“Fuck, you are so tight.” He breathes heavily now. “I’m gonna need some lube for my dick.”
At the mention of his dick, a sliver of panic arises in my chest. I feel full with two fingers up my ass. I don’t want to know what his cock will feel like.
Briggs pulls out of my ass and leans over to get something from his nightstand, while keeping a firm hand between my shoulder blades.
A moment later, I hear something pop open before a cool liquid drips down between my ass cheeks.
“What is that?” I ask with a shudder.
“Just some lube. Stay relaxed,” he says, as if it was the easiest thing in the world.
Briggs throws the bottle beside us and moves his fingers back between my legs. He runs his digits from my ass all the way down to my clit and then back up at a leisurely pace.
I moan at the sensation. With all the lube, he easily slides through my folds and when he gets back to my ass, he fills me up with two of his fingers once more.
“I think you can take a third now,” Briggs says gruffly before forcing a third finger into my tight hole.
Groaning at the intrusion, I try to wiggle away from him, but Briggs has such a hold on me that I only manage to move a few inches before settlingback down.
“Fight all you want, little bird. I like your struggle.” He pumps his three fingers in and out of me, the lube easing the way.
All I can do is lie there and take it until the uncomfortable feeling turns into something more. The more I relax into his touch, the more erotic it feels. Pressure blooms in my core, making me wonder if I can come just by having my ass fucked.
Briggs suddenly pulls his fingers out, making me frown into the pillow.
“I think you’re stretched out enough now,” Briggs says. “Are you ready for my cock?”
“I don’t know…” I’m still unsure if it’s going to fit.
Briggs must not be worried because I can hear him unzipping his pants behind me. Worry plagues my mind when I feel the smooth tip of his cock between my butt cheeks. That worry turns into full-blown fear as he slowly pushes into my tight hole.
I try my best to stay relaxed, but his cock is so much bigger than his fingers. He breaches through the tight ring of muscle and thrusts further inside. I hiss at a sharp pain as Briggs stretches me. Inch by inch, he forces himself into my ass until his pelvis rests against my heated skin.
“Fuck, bird. You are taking me so well.” Briggs leans over me, peppering small, open-mouthed kisses across my shoulder.
