At eye level with her beautiful behind, I kiss one cheek, knowing that we’re about to get better acquainted, and I stand. A thrill runs through me; I’ve been waiting for this moment.
“I’m going to blindfold you so that everything will be more intense,” I murmur, and slip an airline eye mask over her eyes. Around us, the music swells and the singer lets loose, as if she’s mid-climax.
Apt.
“Bend down and lie flat on the table. Now.”
Ana’s shoulders rise and fall quickly as her breathing escalates, but she does as she’s told and lays down over the table.
“Stretch your arms up and hold on to the edge.”
She reaches up and clutches the far edge. The table is wide, so her arms are fully extended.
“If you let go, I will spank you. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to spank you, Anastasia?”
Her lips part as she takes in a breath. “Yes,” she whispers, her voice hoarse.
“Why?” I ask.
She doesn’t answer, though I think she’s trying to shrug.
“Tell me,” I prompt.
“Um.”
I smack her hard across her ass, the sound echoing over the music and through the playroom. “Ah!” she cries out. For me, both sounds are deeply, deeply satisfying.
“Hush now.” I gently rub her backside. Standing right behind her, I bend over her body, my cock straining against my jeans, and my fly digging into the soft swell of her behind as I plant a kiss between her shoulder blades. Slowly, I leave a trail of wet kisses across her back. When I stand, my saliva glistens in little patches on her skin.
“Open your legs.”
She shuffles her feet apart.
“Wider.”
She moans and does as she’s told.
“Good girl,” I whisper, and run my index finger down her spine, down to her coccyx, and over her anus. It shrinks and puckers beneath my touch. “We’re going to have some fun with this,” I whisper.
She tenses. But she doesn’t stop me, so I skim my finger over her perineum and slowly ease it into her vagina.
Sweet. Heaven.
“I see you’re very wet, Anastasia. From earlier or from now?”
She groans as I slip my finger in and out and she pushes back against my hand, wanting more. “Oh, Ana, I think it’s both.” My fingers move back and forth. “I think you love being here. Like this. Mine.”
She moans, and I withdraw my finger and smack her fine ass once more.
“Ah.”
“Tell me.” My voice is hoarse with my passion.
“Yes, I do,” she whispers. I spank her again and she cries out, then I slide two fingers inside her and twist them once around to lubricate them. When I withdraw, I spread her essence up, and over and around her anus.
She tenses a little, once more. “What are you going to do?”
“It’s not what you think,” I reassure her. “I told you, one step at a time with this, baby.” I reach for the lube and squirt a generous amount on my fingers, then massage it around her small, puckered hole. She squirms, her back rising and falling more rapidly with her accelerated breathing. Her lips part. She’s excited. I smack her hard, aiming slightly lower, so my fingertips strike her labia that’s soaked from her passion.
She moans and wiggles her ass, begging for more.
“Keep still,” I order. “And don’t let go.” I squirt more lube on my fingers.
“Ah.”
“This is lube.” I spread some more over and around her anus. “I have wanted to do this to you for some time now, Ana.” I grab the small, metal butt plug.
She groans and I drag the plug slowly down her spine. “I have a small present for you here,” I whisper, and slide it down between her buttocks. “I am going to push this inside you, very slowly.”
She inhales, breathless. “Will it hurt?”
“No, baby. It’s small. Once it’s inside you, I’m going to fuck you real hard.”
Her lips part and she quivers. Leaning over her, I kiss her once again between her shoulder blades.
“Ready?”
Because I am.
My cock is almost bursting.
“Yes,” she breathes.
With the plug in my left hand, I quickly coat it in lube, then skim my right thumb down between her buttocks, over her anus, and sink it into her vagina, circling inside her. My fingers brush against her clitoris, slowly, methodically taunting her eager bud while I move my thumb. She groans loudly with pleasure. And that’s my cue. Very slowly, I push the plug into her ass.
“Ah!” she moans.
I’m met with a little resistance, so I circle my thumb inside her vagina, teasing the sweet spot inside her with the tip of my thumb, and push harder on the plug. Joy of joys, it slips inside her. Easily.
“Oh, baby.” I swirl my thumb inside her again and feel the weight of the plug inside her butt. Slowly, I twist the plug, and Ana mewls, a strange sound of pure pleasure.
Whoa.
“Christian,” she whimpers, lewd and needy, and I withdraw my thumb.
She’s breathless.
“Good girl,” I murmur. Leaving the plug in its place, I trace my fingers down her side until I reach her hip. Undoing my fly and freeing my dick, I grasp her hips with both hands, and pull her ass toward me. With my foot, I force her to widen her stance. “Don’t let go of the table, Ana.”
“No,” she pants.
“Something rough? Tell me if I’m too rough. Understand?”
“Yes,” she whispers. And in one swift move, I yank her toward me and slam inside her, to the hilt.
“Fuck!” she cries.
And I still, relishing the feel of my girl around me.
She’s doing good, her breathing as harsh as mine. I reach between us and gently tug on the plug.
She lets out a breathtaking moan of pleasure.
It almost tips me over the edge.
“Again?” I whisper.
“Yes,” she says, and she sounds desperate, begging for more.
“Stay flat,” I insist, and ease out of her, then slam into her again.
“Yes,” she hisses with loud, sibilant fervor. I pick up the pace, slamming inside her with a wild abandon that’s exhilarating.