Three fingers is a thing. They press into me slowly, yet persistently.
Three fingers is more than I thought it would be. Three fingers is wide as they press deeper. Three fingers is the muscular ring of my anus sayingeasy.I breathe through it. She holds. She does not move. She lets me have it. She lets me have it for a count of ten while my breath goes from short back to long. The wide stretches into a fullness as they press in deeper. All the way. The fullness is hot. The fullness is the thing I had not known. I moan more. Loudly. I never knew something could feel like this. I am wide open for her in the most intimate way and it feels good. So good. Her fingers move inside me and I feel my hips move in response. I’m enjoying it. I’m enjoying having her fingers probing so deep inside my ass.
Her other hand snakes under my hip and slides against my clitoris and the beautiful pressure makes me moan more and buck on her fingers as she begins to fuck me with them.
In my head I feel close to orgasm. I feel a delicious warmth spreading through my body.
“Do you want to come with my fingers in your ass or take the strap? It will go in easy now, I know it.” Her voice is confident and the choice is mine. Her fingers from one hand are still on my clitoris now, and the other hand is still in my ass; she is holding back my orgasm till I make a decision.
And I want it. Suddenly I know what I want. I want to feel her hands on my hips as she drives the strap into my ass.
Oh god.
“I want to take the strap,” I whisper, but I am sure.
"For me?” she asks.
"Yes, Max."
"Tell me exactly what you want.”
My heart beats quicker and I know she wants to hear the words. I take a breath.
"I want you to fuck me in the ass with your strap.”
I hear her pleased moan in response. I know she is smiling.
"You sure?” she asks.
"I am sure."
"Okay."
She pulls her fingers out. I feel the empty. I feel the cool of the air on my anus. I feel the wet on my own skin from her work and from me.
"I'm putting more lube on the strap," she says.
"Yes."
I hear the slick wetness of it and the snap of the cap.
I hear her hands adjusting the the harness.
I feel the slick head of the dildo against my anus.
She does not push the head in.
She rests it there.
She rests the head of the dildo at my anus, not pressing too hard. The silicone is cool. Slick. She holds it there. She puts her hands on my hips, palms flat, both of them, broad and warm. She bends a little forward. I feel the front of her thighs at the back of mine.
"Breathe out," she says.
I breathe out.
She pushes into me as she holds my hips.
It is not the press of a finger or two fingers or perhaps even three. It feels different as it enters me. It is wider. It is firmer. It is silicone. The head of it sits at me and asks the muscle, and the muscle has been asked already three times tonight and it remembers, and it gives.
