I exhaled and let the weight of his hand push me down.My hole resisted for a moment, but the thick head of his cock was too insistent, and I opened.
“Fuck.”I muttered, my hands splayed over his ribs in some futile hope of pushing away, as his dick stretched my hole.I’m sure if I’d asked, he’d have relented.As it was, he pressed at least another inch into me.Great, that must be a grand total of two.
Farrow growled.“Good.So nice and tight, even though you like big toys.”
I glanced up at him.“I work up to them.”
“So, work.”He rolled his hips, thrusting another inch into me.“I want to watch you ride.”
Just like he’d seen me do several times already.I moved my knees, so I was in a better position to drop onto it.My hole burned from the stretch, and every time I took a little more, some new part of me was stretched.
I had seen some stuff in my research, and I hadn’t worked out where those guys put even half the length of those extra-large toys… The math didn’t math.I was also unwilling to share that info with Farrow in case he got ideas.
I lifted up before sinking down and taking a little more.This was not like riding a toy.They were still and smooth.Farrow’s cock throbbed and twitched, and he moved his hips, lifting to meet me.
I gasped as too much thrust in, and I couldn’t breathe because it felt like he was fucking my lungs.
His claws caressed my ass cheeks, separating them as if that might help.“I love the way you look when you’re concentrating.”
I smiled.“There’s a lot for me to concentrate on.”
“You’ve got plenty more to think about.”He lifted me up, almost off, as if I weighed nothing, before letting my own weight drag me down his length.
Every movement sent sparks through my nerve endings.I was stretched and filled, but it wasn’t painful now.It was the kind I liked—that made me want to take everything and not worry about the consequences.
I moved a little quicker, not thinking about more, only about enjoying the way he filled me.I tilted my hips, so every thrust swept over my prostate.I moaned as the edge of a climax rippled through me.
Farrow lifted me off his cock in one movement.His hand wrapped around the back of my neck, and he pulled my face to his.“You don’t come until I do.”
I blinked.“Okay.”
“And I’m not coming until it is all buried inside your tight ass.”
I moaned again because talking to me like that was not going to help with the not coming part.“I’m not sure every inch will fit.”
He laughed.“I have been doing research on my competitors.”
“Oh.”
“I should have gotten you bigger toys.”
“Do you think I’m your toy to stuff?”I tried to sound indignant, but even to my ears it was more hopeful than anything.
He stared into my eyes, the ever-changing greens and blues of his own mesmerizing.“You want to be my toy.”
I nodded.
“You want me to tell you what to do while I film you, sweaty and moaning.”
My breath hitched, and I nodded again.
“Then I will fill you however I want.”He kissed me, his tongue sliding into my mouth like it was fucking me.
My orgasm crept closer again, but his tail wrapped around my balls and tugged.Fuck.
He turned me around, so I faced his feet.
“Now I can see your hole better.”
