I adjusted my body and did as he ordered, pulling harder with one hand, digging my nails into the muscles of my ass, stretching myself wider. I fisted the sheet with my other hand. The skin of my sphincter was tearing, stinging from the force I was using. I could feel his stare, and my pussy tingled.
“That’s it, Countess,” He purred. “Show me what’s mine.”
“It’s yours. Please, Stone.”
“Please what?”
“Put it inside. Fuck me.”
“You said no more sex remember.”
“I don’t care,” I begged. And I didn’t care. I should. But Stone offers me something I’ve never had before. The freedom to lean into the wanton side of myself. The wicked.
He spat loudly, and I felt the gob of his saliva sliding down. I squirmed when he smoothed it around over and over, alternating the pressure. Soft. Hard. Soft. Hard.My other hand snuck down to my nipples, pulling at one bud, liking the pinch.Warm skin changed to cool metal when he replaced his finger with the butt plug, touching me quickly before he removed it.
“Please. Push it in. I want it.”
“Where do you want it?”
“In my ass.”
Seconds later, I heard the cap of the lube he brought me click open. “Keep your ass open, baby. So brown and pretty.” He squirted the cool gel, and I sighed when he went back, swirling it around.
“It feels so good when you do it.”
“Does it? You’ve been such a bad girl haven’t you? I can tell you’ve been practicing with the smaller one haven’t you?”
“Yes,” I said in a breathy voice.
“I told you I didn’t want you using them without me. You didn’t listen. Such a bad girl.”
“I couldn’t help it.”
His pointer finger pushed steadily, wedging inside. His middle finger followed. “Two fingers. Almost to the knuckle, Countess. So beautiful. Should I try three? Should I tell you how it looks? How it feels when my fingers are deep inside?”
My stuttered ‘yeses’ made him laugh, and then groan.
“It’s wet, Countess. Shiny. Your ass is warm and so fucking tight. My fingers are going numb from how tight your muscles are gripping me. I can’t wait for it to strangle my dick. It’s going to hurt, Countess, and you’re going to love it when I’m fingering your clit at the same time.”
My whole body felt charged, ready to combust. I couldn’t see his face, but I pictured every word in my mind. I imagined him fucking me in the ass with his cock, while his calloused thumb pressed hard on my clit. The pressure built. The pleasure reached another level, especially when his ring finger and pinkie slid into my pussy so that he was fucking me in both holes.
“Fuck!” I dug my forehead into the mattress, impatient to come.
“How many times have you fucked your ass when I’m not here?”
“I can’t remember,” I lied.
He cut me off, removed his fingers, and slapped my ass, leaving the wetness from my arousal behind. “Don’t act like you don’t remember. How many times?”
Constantly.He didn’t touch me again with the plug, and I knew he wasn’t going to until I answered him. So I told him the truth.
“All night.”
“Say it louder, Countess.”
“I fuck myself all night!” I shouted, then moaned when he finallytapped the curved head of the metal plug against the ringed muscle. The metal was more brutal, less forgiving than his fingers, and I cried out, mewling, bracing for the initial resistance, the pinch, and then the total fullness.
He reached under me and found one of my nipples, pinching it tightly, while also holding the lobe of my ear between his teeth. He steadily pushed it into my ass. Even now, I clench my thighs together, feeling the breech. He didn’t stop until I was filled. Soon, both his thumb and forefinger were pinching my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. He draped his thigh over my leg, compressing my ass and legs until I felt the plug even deeper. My ass burned slightly, desperately adjusting to the bigger diameter. It felt incredible. The sensitive nerve endings inside me are reacting to the intrusion.
