Strap on Fucking

Soft fingers gently eased apart my hot tense cheeks and a cool drop of lube fell right on my anus like a fucking ice cube from heaven. I squeaked a sigh of relief and pleasure and was almost embarrassed at the sound.

She circled a finger around the outside of my anus, over and over again until I wanted to beg her to stick it inside me…which she did, gently and slowly.

I felt myself clench tightly around her finger, the last vestige of control I had brought home from work. It was like this every time.

I had a hard time opening up for her. I felt her finger slide slowly inside me, pushing further into my tight ass.

“Come on, Jacob…you know you want it…” she purred in my ear,

stroking my prostate gently with the one finger she’d worked into my bottom.

I moaned and felt my ass let go a little more, opening up to her ministrations. “That’s my boy…”

I could hear the smile in her voice, and I smiled, too. She teased me, pulling her finger out again and massaging me until I pushed back with a silent request for more.

This time her finger slid in smoothly and again stroked my prostate. I couldn’t get enough. I was basically always hoping she would pay some attention to my butt.

And I was pretty sure I was going to get the deluxe ass job tonight. My cock twitched underneath me as her finger stroked my ass rhythmically.

Small sounds of pleasure came out of me, moans and whimpers. God, I loved this.

I felt soft lips kiss cheeks and thought my situation couldn’t possibly improve. Until she started to work her second finger in, of course.

I felt my ass stretch as Dawn patiently opened me up to accept both fingers. Jesus. I loved the full feeling, reveled in it.

She worked her fingers in and out of my ass for a deliciously long time.

Suddenly her fingers were gone and I heard rustlings. Then I felt the cool surface of a toy push against me.

“Jacob, baby, I am so going to fuck you…”

Strap on Fucking
Strap on Fucking

Dawn’s voice was deep and dripped with passion.

“End of the bed, Jacob.” I slid carefully off the bed and felt my way to the end, positioning myself. I was spread wide for her.

That was how she liked me. Immediately I felt two fingers inside me again and I moaned.

“Tell me what you want, baby…” Her voice was low and close to me. I could feel her hot breath and then her lips on the back of my neck. All the while her fingers pushed into me further, beginning to work in a third.

“I…want to be fucked…please.”

There was something about saying it out loud that revved me up something fierce. She didn’t just fuck my body; she fucked my mind, too.

“How do you want it, Jacob?”

“Hard and deep…please.”

“Ahhhh, that’s my boy.” She murmured in my ear, pushing fingers just a bit further inside me. When she moved behind me, I felt the head of the dildo touch me, cool and smooth.

She leaned in a bit and stopped. I knew she’d allow me the time I needed before the “hard and deep” commenced. That trust was such a sweet and necessary element to all this kinkiness.

I kept pushing back little by little, breathing and relaxing until the head slipped in. That feeling was always so nice; simultaneously a relief and a thrill.

I got lost in the sensations as she slid gradually inside me, inch by glorious inch. There was just nothing like her strap‐on in my ass for the delicious and intense coupling I craved. Her, inside me, was what made me come the hardest, interestingly enough.

The sensation was exquisite. She pulled her hips back a little and pushed back in. Mmmmm. Then I heard the buzz of vibrations and realized she’d slipped a clit vibrator in the harness for her own pleasure.

I felt her snug her hips right up against my butt and lean in, increasing her own pleasure as well as mine. I arched my back and leaned back into her, sending that message very clearly.

The game was on. Long slow strokes to start. All the way out, and all the way in, pushing deep at the end of each stroke. Over and over and over.

Oh Jesus I love getting Strap on Fucking.

I moaned and whimpered my pleasure. I heard her noises behind me, too. Then I felt Dawn pull out and apply more lube. That’s when I knew it was bitch time.

Laughing, Dawn grabbed my hips and thrust again, pushing me against the bed. That was what she liked, knowing I had nowhere to go. I was pinned, spread wide, and my ass was at her mercy.

Then began the hard and deep. It was all I could do to keep my knees from buckling. The sensation of that huge cock rubbing against my prostate was almost too much pleasure to handle.

“Oh…God…Oh…Oh…” The end of each stroke brought another exclamation out of my mouth.

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