He worked the plug easily inside her as she bucked in his hold, unable to stay still, the pleasure ripping through her with such destructive results that she was certain she must be dreaming of his touch rather than actually feeling it.
And she knew there was much more to come.
The plug was unique, hard to find and bought because of its design. Tapered, slender, it was made to insert easily. A small pump then attached to the base of the plug to inflate it within the anus, to stretch it slowly.
“Damn, this is pretty. ” His voice was raspy as she whimpered in excruciating pleasure. “Watching your pretty ass part for the plug, knowing your soft little cries are about to become screams of pleasure…”
The first cry escaped her lips as the length slid fully inside her, the base anchoring tight at the entrance.
“You took it so easily,” he praised her heatedly. “You’re such a bad little girl, Courtney. ”
His hand landed on her ass again in a light smack.
The vibrating caress inside her ass, the feel of his hand burning her flesh was nearly too much.
“Ian, sweet God, you’re killing me. ” Her ass clenched around the buzzing little toy, feeling the harsh pleasure of the light spanking, the waves of sexual intensity and building hunger beginning to overwhelm her senses.
“Not yet…” He was breathing roughly, she could hear it in his voice as she felt him attaching the small pump to the slender air-line at the base of the plug.
She felt the slow increasing fullness inside her rectum, the stretching of virgin muscles, the fiery bite of pleasure blending pain that sent ever-increasing strikes of electric-laden sensation spearing through her nerve endings.
She could feel her juices flowing from her pussy, wetting the folds of her cunt further, slickening her thighs and making her clit pound with the need for relief. And still, the fullness increased. The fiery sensations built, blooming in her ass and spreading out as nerve endings began to transmit the pleasure-pain through the rest of her body.
“Easy, baby,” Ian crooned as Courtney realized she was twisting in his lap, attempting to lift her rear closer, to force him to complete the agonizingly slow adjustments of the width growing within her.
“Ian, I don’t think I can stand it…” she gasped, her voice strangled as tears filled her eyes. “Please, Ian. Let me come. I can’t bear it. ”
Her clit was tortured. The mass of nerve endings felt like an open wound, the intense ache went so deep. Her pussy wept in hunger, her womb clenching with spasmodic tremors as he pushed her to the very edge of her sanity, and refused to let her fly over the precipice.
“You’re perfect, Courtney, do you know that?” he whispered, his voice dark, deep as the plug swelled further. “Few women enjoy the inflatable plugs, or the constant burn it produces. ”
And it did burn.
She craved more, but the swelling stopped,
leaving her suspended, filled, too close to the edge of bliss to bear the pain of it.
“But even more. ” He lifted her, turning her until she tumbled to the bed, staring up at him in dazed desperation as he began to undress. “Even more is how tight it’s going to make your pussy. It’s going to take me all damned night just to work my cock inside you, you’ll be so fucking tight, baby. And then we’ll see how naughty you can really get. ”
He shed his shirt from his shoulders as the words finally penetrated her brain. He had no idea just how naughty she could be.
Her hands moved then, cupping her breasts, her fingers pulling at her torturously tight nipples as his hands moved to the waistband of his slacks.
Moaning helplessly at the pleasure, she let her fingers trail down her stomach, her abdomen, finally allowing them to slide through the glaze of moisture that filled the narrow slit as he stripped the material from his legs.
His cock stood out from his body, angry, throbbing in need, the thick head glistening with moisture as she parted the lips of her pussy for him. Her legs bent, spreading for him as she lifted her hips to allow her fingers to pierce her cunt.
Ian’s hand fell to his cock, his fingers wrapping around it, stroking it as he watched her. The expression on his face was pure hunger. His eyes were wild, glittering in his flushed face as she pushed her fingers slowly inside the ultra-tight entrance.
She could feel the degree to which the plug had made the channel even tighter than before. She jerked at the feel of her own fingers penetrating her pussy, moaning at the incredible pleasure as they stroked over the sensitive tissue. With each penetration of her fingers, Ian’s eyes darkened, his gaze intensifying, becoming wilder as she fucked herself closer to orgasm than she had ever gone before.
“Enough. ” He knelt on the bed, his fingers catching her wrist as she felt the fire blooming in the pit of her stomach.
She was so close.
Too close to be stopped.
But he was as well. She could see it, sense it. His expression was tight with lust, a fire raging in his gaze that burned her, exhilarated her. She could feel the heat burning in him, raging. A heat she had never seen in his face when she spied upon him at her father’s estate. He had always been calm. Cool. In control. He had directed the sexual situations, reveled in that, but controlled them. She had never seen him burn as he was burning now.