“That makes two of us, then.”
As she comes closer to kiss me, I secure her in my arms and lift her as I stand from my chair. Leaving everything behind, I carry her out of the hidden room, all the way to our bed to lay her on it. While my mouth trails down the opening of her kimono, I tug at the ribbon holding it closed. I unwrap her like a present, unveiling the pretty lingerie she slipped on just for me.
I kiss every inch of her, working hard to ease the last of her tension. My lips linger for a couple of seconds on the scar at her shoulder, itsreminder still painful even though she’s made a full recovery.
Once I’m out of skin to explore, I stand up to remove my T-shirt and demand, “Roll on your stomach.” She complies, and I groan at the sight of her generous ass. Whoever designed this underwear knew exactly how to embellish such curves.
With one knee on the bed, I reach forward to slip my fingers under the lace at her waist. When I tug, she lifts herself, arching her back and sticking her ass out to help me. I’m not even done removing it when I notice that her nervousness has returned, hands fidgeting at the covers.
This won’t do. I’ve never had anal before, but I’ve done my research, and I need her to be relaxed and aroused. I crawl up, kissing the dip of her spine, then I settle next to her, leaning on my elbow.
She keeps her face half pressed into the sheets as she peeks at me, cheeks still red. When my hand cups the round curve of her ass, she jumps slightly.
“Are you scared?” I softly ask as my fingers travel to the plug.
“I’m … nervous.”
“Why?”
“Because you have an enormous dick.”
“We don’t have to do this, you know?”
“I want to. I promise, I really do.”
Instead of grabbing the plug as I intended, I lead my fingers lower, to graze the wet expanse between her legs. Yes, she wants to try it. She’s drenched at the thought.
“We’ll go slow,” I say, pinching the end of the plug. “And if you want to stop, we’ll stop.” I tug at the plug, taking it out until she’s stretched around the widest part of it. “Does that sound alright to you, my love?”
She nods with a trembling breath, hands clutching at the covers for a different reason now.
To remind her of how good this can feel, I twist the plug around, stretching her a little more, pull it slightly out, then back in. I fuck her with it, slowly, tenderly, until she’s writhing on the bed, desperate for more.
“I—I’m ready,” she says, voice tight and needy.
“Not quite yet, no.”
I pull the plug completely out, throw it on the bed, and move to kneel at the foot of it. When I pull on her legs to make her slide closer to me, she lets out a small yelp but releases the covers. Then I lift her on all fours at the edge of the mattress and look at her holes. The pink one dripping with want that I’ve fucked for hours, and the darker one she wants me into, tight and puckered.
This woman really is a gift from the skies, isn’t she?
My mouth waters for a taste, so I dive in. Andrea gasps as my tongue drags up the crease, and she jolts forward, but I prevent it with firm hands on her hips.
“Lex!” she protests, trying again to get away.
This time, as I focus on the tight hole, she lets out a breathy plaint, shivering all over. It takes a few more drags over the textured pucker for her to give up with a moan, angling herself better. There might not be a strong cluster of nerves like in a clitoris, but the sensation must still be enjoyable, because she’s soon writhing and whimpering my name, clutching at my hair with a guiding hand. When I apply pressure with the pointed tip of my tongue, though, she clamps up, denying me access.
So, to bring some variation to the deed, I now and then lower and lick her pussy, fucking her with my tongue, bringing some of that wetness higher…
I’m not sure how long it lasts, but eventually, she pushes me away with, “Enough. I need you to fuck me already.”
I let her go so she can bring herself back to the center of the bed, and as she removes her bra, I lower my shorts and underwear, releasing my swollen length to her sight.
“How—How do we proceed?” she wonders as I join her on the bed.
“Do you want me to fuck your pussy first?” She shakes her head, lips parted as she pants.
I stretch to take out the lube and a couple of leftover condoms from my nightstand. “Why the protection?” she asks.
